Although the Blood Drinking Sword was still one level inferior to the other party's silver spear in terms of grade, Liu Xiaoyuan believed that it was still feasible for the Blood Drinking Sword to resist the silver spear for a period of time.

As long as the Blood Drinking Sword won himself and the White Tiger for a period of time, Liu Xiaoyuan and the White Tiger would be able to send this monk from the late Mahayana period to the Western Heavens.

Because at this moment, the monks of the late Mahayana period are already suffering from the enemy on their backs, and the flames on their bodies are getting bigger and bigger, and the evil qi of the white tiger here has entered the body of the late Mahayana monks with the burn wounds.

Once the White Tiger's aura enters the monk's wounds, it will cause permanent damage to the monk, as the White Tiger's aura will slowly devour the monk's aura.

Although you can use the magic power to suppress the evil qi of the white tiger, after a long time, if the evil qi is not discharged, it will always be a safety hazard, as if a time bomb is buried in the body.

Moreover, if you want to suppress the evil qi of the white tiger, it takes a lot of aura to maintain, and once you encounter a strong enemy, maybe the evil qi in your body will be chaotic.

However, if the monk wants to remove the evil qi of the white tiger from his body, it is definitely a very difficult thing, unless he uses the turtle qi of Xuanwu, so that he can slowly eliminate the evil qi on his body.

And seeing a white tiger is already a rare thing, where do you go to find Xuanwu's turtle qi?

Besides, even if you find Xuanwu's turtle qi, then how do you get it from Xuanwu's hands?

Therefore, this monk in the late Mahayana period was hit by the evil qi of the white tiger, which is basically equivalent to being abolished.

"Ah!" Although the monk in the late Mahayana period didn't know the power of the White Tiger's evil qi, after being drilled into his body by the white tiger's evil qi, he immediately noticed that something was wrong, and there was something wrong with his body.

After the monks in the later stage of Mahayana found out that something was wrong, they immediately slipped away, but at this moment, Liu Xiaoyuan and Baihu were clinging to him like farts and didn't give him a chance to escape at all.

"Look for death!" The monk of the late Mahayana period roared angrily, as a monk of the late Mahayana period, how could he not have a little backhand.

As soon as the monks of the late Mahayana period became angry, the airflow of the entire space suddenly became chaotic, and the monks of the late Mahayana period were like a whirlpool, directly absorbing all the spiritual energy into their bodies.

The aura frantically poured into the body of the late Mahayana monk, Liu Xiaoyuan glanced at the white tiger and asked, "What is this guy doing?"

The white tiger was taken aback and said: "Master, it's not good, he wants to gather all the aura and give us a devastating blow, master, let's escape quickly." ”

Liu Xiaoyuan thought to himself, where to flee, the other party is a cultivator in the late Mahayana period, and even if he escapes, he is not as fast as him, so instead of fleeing, it is better to kill him directly while he has not yet launched an attack.

"To run away is to die!" Liu Xiaoyuan shouted loudly and slapped a palm at the late Mahayana stage, which hit the head of the late Mahayana monk.

Seeing this, the white tiger naturally did not lag behind, and grabbed it sharply and hit the body of the late Mahayana monk, and the sharp claws were instantly exposed, like a sharp scimitar.

These sharp claws struck at the chest of the late Mahayana monks, as if they were about to disembowel the late Mahayana monks.

When the monks in the later Mahayana period saw this scene, the breath on their bodies immediately emanated, and this breath was like the waves of the sea, and they were about to shoot people away.

Although Liu Xiaoyuan summoned the monks of the late stage of the god transformation through the god-level invincible system, he looked so pale and powerless in the face of the momentum exuded by the monks of the late Mahayana stage.

Liu Xiaoyuan was directly shocked by this breath and flew out, and hit the enchantment arranged by the monks in the late Mahayana period, and then stopped.

Hitting the top of the enchantment, Liu Xiaoyuan only felt his qi and blood surging, and a mouthful of blood spit out directly from his throat.

"That's amazing. Liu Xiaoyuan sighed and had to admire the other party's late Mahayana cultivation.

Liu Xiaoyuan looked at it fixedly, the white tiger didn't seem to be shocked and flew out, and the white tiger's claws torn the clothes of the late Mahayana monks, and the late Mahayana monks were bare-chested, and there were several blood marks on their chests, which should have been grabbed by the white tiger's claws.

Although Liu Xiaoyuan's chest felt very painful, Liu Xiaoyuan was immediately overjoyed when he saw the white tiger so powerful.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, at this time, if Liu Xiaoyuan can't seize this opportunity to solve the other party, then when the monks in the late Mahayana period are fully prepared, it will definitely be the rhythm of the same end.

Therefore, even if there was no pain in his stomach at this moment, Liu Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth and rushed straight forward.

Liu Xiaoyuan urged the fire bead to burn the flame in the fire bead to the monks in the late Mahayana stage again.

If one fire can't kill you, then I'll burn you to death with two fires.

Therefore, in Liu Xiaoyuan's view, it is necessary to win by quantity, I am the quantity, what can you do with me?

The flames flew towards the monks of the late Mahayana period again, and in a flash, the monks of the late Mahayana period were immediately enveloped in raging fire.

"Ah!" The monk of the late Mahayana period immediately let out an angry roar, and his whole body kept shaking, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but with his little ability, he could not extinguish the flames on his body.

Moreover, as he used his magical powers to fight against Liu Xiaoyuan and the White Tiger, the evil qi in his body immediately slowly devoured the aura on his body.

"I'm not reconciled!" roared the monks of the late Mahayana period.

He was naturally unwilling, he was unwilling to put himself in the hands of Liu Xiaoyuan, a monk in the late Yuan Dynasty.

"Let's die together. "When the monks of the late Mahayana period saw the situation inside their bodies, they knew that if this piece was not the same, they would only hang up on their own, leaving Liu Xiaoyuan and Baihu alive.

Therefore, instead of this, it is better to end up and pull Liu Xiaoyuan and the white tiger on their backs, which is not a loss.

Thinking in this way, the monks of the later Mahayana period planned to die together.

"Not good, master, hurry up and sit on my back, he will die together, let's go quickly." Seeing this, Baihu was taken aback, and hurriedly said to Liu Xiaoyuan.

When Liu Xiaoyuan heard that this monk in the late Mahayana period was going to die with him, he was immediately frightened, and quickly jumped onto the back of the white tiger.

"Die!" the monk of the late Mahayana period roared angrily, and immediately blew up his body.

Liu Xiaoyuan had already climbed onto the back of the white tiger at this time, and seeing the self-detonating energy of the late Mahayana monk attacking him, Liu Xiaoyuan was taken aback, hoping that the speed of the white tiger could be a little faster.

(End of chapter)