A stream of 'Blackstone Purgatory' with a cold aura was released by Feng Yu to surround the wind horse in an instant, and it was difficult for even Jindan monks to get out of the prison immediately for a while, but unexpectedly, the horse directly turned into a few wisps of fresh wind, and silently drilled through the cracks of the Blackstone Purgatory that had not yet been fully formed, and then condensed and formed again, and continued to spread the horse's hooves towards the Mourning Release, which shows that its power must be extraordinary. I only heard a long neighing of a horse, and the wind horse was already about to succeed and crashed into the body.

But I saw a burst of blue light, and after a "bang", the wind horse had disappeared without a trace, and there was already an ice armor glowing with blue light around his body to protect his body. Obviously, it was this treasure armor that the Mourning Liberation relied on, and if he succeeded, he would have eliminated this crisis lightly. Yan Shi sneered, and was about to take away the treasure armor, but his expression suddenly changed, and the blue light around him shone even more brightly.

At some point, several stone spears were protruding from the ground, and every place they aimed at was the key point of the liberation, which was another masterpiece of the moon pig. Fortunately, this treasure armor is indeed not an ordinary product, I saw a flash of blue light, and the spiritual light jumped on the surface of the body, and the place where it was pierced just shook like ripples on the water surface for a few times, and then disappeared. Yan Shi just snorted, only felt some pain in his chest and waist, and escaped this catastrophe again.

"Senior sister stopped this elk for me a little, let me go and destroy these three times and twice bad things for me, and boldly attack my evil animals!" Yan Shi didn't wait for Feng Yu's reply, picked up the spear in his hand, and leaped towards the moon pig.

The blue light at the tip of the spear suddenly skyrocketed, and the light was flourishing, and it was still halfway through, and a move that perfectly integrated spell and marksmanship had already begun to gain momentum. Feng Yu also cooperated with Yan Shi's move, and the "Fan Tie" in his hand pulled a sword flower, and then took off his hand and went to the elk. It is the white rainbow that was used before, and it is also a type of remnant sun like blood that belongs to the Xuantian Yang Killing Technique. Seeing that this sword was menacing, the elk knew that he couldn't care more about his companions, so he had to use his best spell to mobilize the ubiquitous wind in the air to defuse Fengyu's attack.

The Moon Pig saw that the power of this spear was amazing, and it was obvious that with its body alone, there was no possibility of dodging, and suddenly a mouthful of blood burst out of its mouth and melted into the ground. I could only hear the rumbling sound, and a huge stone that was enough to be square was already rising from the ground, blocking between the Buddha and it. But he didn't care about it, and stabbed straight at the boulder, and actually knocked it out of several cracks with a single blow. Unexpectedly, the relief that had been expected to fail in this blow and was bound to be exhausted and should be retreated.

But at this time, he continued to stab the second shot! "This style is called chasing waves." In an instant, a series of six spears stabbed out, shattering the entire boulder, and large and small stones splashed in all directions. The last shot was directly out of his hand, nailing the moon-stepping pig that had dodged away again to the ground. The scene of blood gushing out of the wound was strangely absent, and a mist was shining near the entire pierced abdomen of the Moon Pig, and in a short time, a thin layer of ice covered its body.

He smiled contemptuously, and regardless of whether the Moon Pig was dead, he stepped forward and drew his spear, and once again joined Fengyu to deal with the elk. And at the same time, when the rest of the people and others or the spirit beasts were fighting, Yu Zhengyang and the ink frog who fought each other. Obviously, it can be seen that Yu Zhengyang is not only a little tricky, but also has the upper hand, and he is suppressed by the ink frog. A large mouthful of black venom squirted out of the ink frog's mouth as if he didn't want money, seemingly out of order, but with a severe poison that people didn't dare to touch, Yu Zhengyang was completely powerless to fight back.

Yu Zhengyang originally thought that the fire of the supreme yang or the thunder of the supreme force were the nemesis of such filthy things. Unexpectedly, he didn't wait for the long-standing fire to meet the venom sprayed by the ink frog, although it could be dissolved at a very fast speed, but the most concentrated part of it was unable to dissolve due to insufficient strength. Therefore, Yu Zhengyang had no choice but to do his best to shuttle back and forth between the clumps of venom to avoid touching it and ending up in a miserable state of ecstasy.

The few spells released by Chen Cang as darkness were directly ignored by the ink frog because the power was too small. Yu Zhengyang didn't care about this, he already knew in his heart that although the venom attack was fierce, it would not be long before the ink frog with the venom exhausted would become a lamb for him to slaughter. Or drag it here and wait for your companions to come to their aid after they settle their respective battles.

Similarly, Ink Frog Ziyu also knew that the amount of his venom was really limited, and it couldn't last long, so he had to hope that the elk, which had the highest mana among all the spirit beasts, would have a chance to be free and take a break for it. But at this time, the instantaneous defeat of the Moon Pig fell completely into its eyes, and the cruel reality told him that his opponent was far stronger than he imagined. In a panic, the ink frog hurriedly squirted a mouthful of venom towards Yu Zhengyang, opened its mouth wide, and with a "plop", as soon as the large piece of venom touched the air, it turned into a little droplet of fog and floated in the air.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yu Zhengyang must not dare to venture through this poisonous mist, Mo Frog Ziyu was already at a loss for what to do, and ran towards the entrance of the cave where he had stayed for a while not long ago. The elk caught a glimpse of the moon pig and might even be dead, and it was already a little difficult to hold one person, and now it was even more difficult to resist the pressure exerted by the two of them.

Once again, Feng Yu was temporarily blocked with a few wind blades, and the elk that stepped on the four whirlwinds turned around and chased after the ink frog Ziyu, trying to take advantage of the narrow entrance of the cave and the difficulty of defending and attacking, blocking several Immortal Spirit Valley disciples outside, and then waiting for an opportunity to find a way to escape. And just when everyone was about to implement the idea of "I will fight if the enemy is weak, and I will chase after the enemy when he retreats", in a few crisp sounds, the moon pig has already broken free from the shackles of that thin ice.

"Be careful, the pig isn't dead!" Meng You, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw this scene and couldn't help but shout out loudly to remind Feng Yu and the others.

The Moon Stepping Pig, whose body suddenly increased by at least thirty percent, had obviously exhausted the last trace of strength at this time, and used the secret method that could not be used even as a last resort, just to be able to hold back the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Valley for a while, so that his companions could successfully escape. The Moon Pig didn't choose to catch up with a few people, he knew very well that with his own speed, he couldn't get any benefits among the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Valley. The frenzied state that was forced did not make him lose his mind and thoughts, and after a little consideration, he chose to pounce on Meng Yu, who was not even qualified to participate in the battle, just to attract one or two people to come back.

Seeing the Moon Pig coming towards him, Meng Yu began to run without saying a word, shouting for help to several of his companions. Feng Yu, who was chasing the elk and the ink frog, each looked at each other, and Yu Zhengyang, who had a tacit understanding, began to go the opposite way and went to rescue Meng You, while the other two continued to chase towards the cave. The moon pig caught a glimpse of Yu Zhengyang rushing towards him, but he no longer ran away with Meng You, and since the goal had been achieved, it went straight to Yu Zhengyang who rushed back.

I only heard a loud shout, and the two fangs of the moon pig actually came out of their bodies, turning into two heavy scimitars with earthy yellow, like two rounds of meniscus with a little starlight, one left and one right towards Yu Zhengyang. Although it was a magic weapon that was refined by a part of the body, Yu Zhengyang keenly felt that due to the heaviness of these two fangs and the serious trauma he had just suffered, the Moon Stepping Pig could not flexibly manipulate these two scimitars.

With a sneer, two bolts of thunder and lightning flew out of Yu Zhengyang's hands, each facing the two scimitars. The Moon Pig stared at Yu Zhengyang with the same eyes as a dead man, how could his heart be blocked by only these two thunderbolts? However, to its surprise, the imaginary collision and dissipating sparks did not appear. The two lightning bolts only slightly rubbed against their respective targets, but just rubbing was enough.

The two scimitars, with their astonishing sounds, have changed their original flight trajectories. The Moon Pig watched as the two fangs of his own got closer and closer, constantly urging the mana delusion to make their target point at Zhengyang instead of each other, but it was obviously too late. The strong collision raised dust in the sky, obscuring Yu Zhengyang's vision, but he didn't care, gently waved his sleeves, dispersed a gust of dust, and then took a few steps back, just standing there.

The dust dissipated, and the scene that came into view was actually the moon pig that fell to the ground and gulped blood and continued to spill blood, and the two magic weapons that had fallen to the ground not far away, and the two broken magic weapons seemed to be glaring at their masters. The Moon Stepping Pig, which was already seriously injured, coupled with the destruction of the natal magic weapon, did not mean that Zhengyang was close to make up for the final blow, and he had already kicked his four hooves and died.

It took a lot of effort to finally find Meng Yu who was hiding in a bush. After Yu Zhengyang instructed him on the essentials of collecting the blood and other materials of the spirit beast, he left him there alone and went to Fengyu and Yan Shi for reinforcements. Turn your gaze to the entrance of the cave. Although Fengyu and Yan Shi tried all their means, they were helpless because the entrance to the cave was too small, and the elk with the momentum of "one husband should be closed" could only sigh again and again. The various wind spells that kept pouring out from the entrance of the cave not only dissolved all the spells that tried to enter the cave, but even increased with the help of the characteristics of a section of the cave entrance that was large outside and small in the shape of an inverted trumpet, forcing the two of them to be a little scrambling.