The change of information elements collected from the air made Zhong Junxiu stop the Tang Seng-style verbal bombardment, and the entire space within a radius of 100 meters was quiet.

"Chashan Daoyou, I guess they will definitely have to play a little trick next, I want to break it all with one sword, but I'm just worried about the safety of the two female companions, I don't know if you can help take care of one or two?"

Zhong Junxiu looked at the Chashan Daoist, who heard the words and nodded with a smile: "A sword can be broken, if it is a young man, I will say that he is arrogant, but since you say so, I, an old man, will take a good look at it here." ”

"Thank you."

Zhong Junxiu lightly bowed his head, and with a quick move, he made the Chitian Cicada Wing Talisman Sword that was constantly entangled with Jiukou and other skateboard cultivators fly back to his side, and they all submerged into his open mouth like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, and they each returned to their original points like swimming fish in the meridians, and then disintegrated and reorganized the mana talisman seeds in the form of a fire ring, but the color was dull, not as good as before.

"My body is like a furnace, swallowing fire and forging my body!"

But in an instant, as Zhong Junxiu from the outside world watched under the gaze of a group of scattered cultivators, he let out a long howl, opened his mouth like a whale swallowing, and his body was vaguely shrouded in the phantom of a sun-swallowing fire ape.

This Sun-Swallowing Fire Ape did not have the slightest hint of riot and mania, only as calm and calm as water like Zhong Junxiu, it only opened its mouth and sucked in, and a large amount of heaven and earth vitality around it poured in frantically for a while, and was transformed into pure fire aura in his dantian, and then quickly transported to the Nine Flame Aperture, making the flames on the Nine Fire Rings burn again.

Mana recovers quickly, and it goes up again and again!

Rumble!

It was just a breath of time, and some scattered cultivators wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but Zhong Junxiu, who was violently increasing his mana, didn't even look at it, he just casually sent out a Red Sky Cicada Wing Sword Qi, and his sword qi was condensed like substance, and with one blow, his flying sword roared into a wail, as if his quality had been traumatized.

"It's the real Ancient Sun Swallowing God Ape bloodline!"

"Oops! We're in big trouble! ”

"Mom, spicy chicken! Lao Tzu is not messing with you three brothers, I want to quit the group! ”

The scattered cultivators saw that the other party turned out to be the first-class god and demon bloodline in the allusion record, you must know that those who can awaken this bloodline are often the royal nobles in the hundreds of millions of clans, which is what they can be hostile to, they don't even have the qualifications to look up!

Almost in a breath, seven or eight loose cultivators quickly flew away, not daring to go against Zhong Junxiu and his party again.

The remaining few hesitant cultivators stayed behind like the three brothers, but they also stopped attacking.

At this time, the leader of the three brothers, a tall man with beast ears, protruding canine teeth on his lips, and a face as blue as a ghost, flew out of front of him, revealing a look of panic and fear, and hurriedly bowed his head and bent down towards Zhong Junxiu: "Great God spare your life!" God spares his life! It's because we are blind without beads, and you have a lot of gods, please don't worry about us, let us live! ”

"Oh? This is not going to work, because I haven't used this sword yet. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Junxiu felt the majestic mana in his body that was close to the perfection of the body, revealing a bright smile, the sun shining on the two rows of snow-white teeth, and the bright luster made his smile even more charming and hearty.

Along with it, with a wave of his hand, an inch-long red sword qi that was as condensed as a substance flew out, directly taking the heart of the eldest of the three brothers.

"The thief is so ruthless!"

The middle-aged horse-faced monk who could be regarded as a bandit screamed in surprise, and he never thought that the other side was not even a little confused, ignoring any of his begging for mercy, just stabbing him with a sword, teaching him all the violent methods that he had planned to use after getting close to Zhong Junxiu, and all of them were made into mutton buns that fell into the water and soaked in soup.

What's even more amazing is that this sword is as fast as a thunderbolt!

The middle-aged horse-faced monk reacted quickly, and raised his hand to scatter the originally prepared canopy of black wind sand, and his face was a large black sand ball the size of a few acres in a radius of several acres, and these sand balls were still circulating in the air, during which the wind flowed and whined the wind whistle, like a sand and stone grinding disc to wrap around this sword light.

Useful?

Whew!

The sound of boiling water pouring on thick snow was faint, and the speed of the sword light slowed down only a little, and then it passed through the black wind sand, leaving a long hole the size of a fist that pierced through the front and back.

This contact seemed to pass through in an instant, but when the sword qi came into contact with the black wind sand, it didn't know how many times it vibrated slightly, turning the fire spirit power into a high-temperature shock cutting machine, and the outer edge of the front end tore the black wind sand like a hand-torn paper.

The situation was so urgent, the middle-aged horse-faced monk didn't care about hiding his strength, and burst out all the cultivation mana of refining Gangxiaocheng, and a gray cloud with a miserable howl of the beast soul of a human face in the gray and white, like a living thing, pounced towards the crimson sword light.

"Refining the soul with compatriots, if it is not in accordance with etiquette, it should be punished, and if you abolish your cultivation, you can taste warmth and coldness."

Zhong Junxiu only glanced at it, and with his spiritual attainments, he could see how many people this gray cloud had killed, how many people's souls had been tortured, and to what extent it had been tortured, so that their hatred had condensed and provided what level of energy, so the sword technique in his hand was pulled by spiritual sense, and the speed of the crimson big red sky cicada wing sword qi surged by three points.

Like the white snow in the spring and the white snow, the magic weapon of the nature of the Yin Soul Gray Cloud was originally restrained by the flames, and this Zhong Junxiu, an upgraded version of the Red Sky Cicada Wing Sword Qi composed of pure fire aura mana, brought about by the high temperature, which easily evaporated these misty energies for the second time, causing a large number of Yin Soul figures that were still suffering in it to dissipate one by one.

Fundamentally, these ghosts are actually dead, leaving only the negative emotional energy of madness and chaos, and these energies are composed of the remnants of another individual, and have little connection with the previous individual.

The middle-aged Matthew face man couldn't care about feeling sorry for the damage to the soul dao magic weapon that he had painstakingly killed and killed beasts in recent years and tortured day and night, and he didn't know what the origin of this little thief in front of him was, and he actually forced himself into danger, who had been separated by two major realms, could it be that the bloodline of the ancient gods and demons was really so strong?

Neither of his two main magic weapons could restrain the sword qi on the other side, and they were both easily wounded to the foundation, and the middle-aged horse-faced monk tried to think about it, it seemed that only that kind of thing could save him.

"Damn outlander, you forced me, but it's a pity that after using this thing, even your ghost can't survive, otherwise I must let you taste the pain of not being able to die!"

The middle-aged horse-faced monk took out a grenade-shaped black slippery thing from his arms with a hideous face, and as soon as this thing appeared, the faces of the scattered cultivators around him changed.

"Divine Thunder!"

"You're still hiding something like this!"

"Get out of here, everybody!"

A group of scattered cultivators in the Great Wasteland who were still hesitant were scattered one after another, unwilling to stay for a while to be affected.

"Hahaha! That's right, this is a 'Plain Water Yin Thunder', I want to see if your kid's flame sword qi is stronger, can it be stronger than this Plain Water Yin Thunder! ”

The middle-aged horse-faced monk made up his mind to abandon the most precious treasure on his body, and threw it at Zhong Junxiu with all his mana.