Chapter 820: Monsters
The golden pillar of light, bursting from the side of the mountain, is like a pillar connecting heaven and earth, and the light emitted is bright and dazzling.
"Let's go. ”
Putting the Jiuyang Sword Grass into the Void Boundary Stone, Xiao Yang turned his head and said with a wry smile on his face.
He only knew the medicinal effect of the Jiuyang Sword Grass, where would he have thought that at the moment when he pulled it out, such a vision would appear.
Now, I'm afraid it's a lot of fun.
"What's that?"
"Visions are often accompanied by strange treasures, go and see!"
In an instant, countless figures converged towards the mountain peak, and they looked at the pillar of light towering on the mountain peak, their faces suspicious.
"It's Jiuyang Sword Grass!" A fourth-rank Dan master of the fifth peak observed for a moment, and gasped in shock.
The price of each Jiuyang Sword Grass is comparable to the six-grade elixir!
"Who was nearby just now, did you see who the person who got the Jiuyang Sword Grass was?"
"Like...... It was Xiao Yang who defeated Jing Yun not long ago......" A weak voice rang out in the crowd.
Hearing this, the faces of all the Fifth Peak disciples stiffened slightly, and the greed that had just been born in their hearts was instantly dispelled by fear.
However, they are jealous, and it doesn't mean that the people in the ghost realm who are hiding in the shadows will do the same.
Most of the ghost domain people who are hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to rob have no understanding of Xiao Yang's strength.
"Hehe, Jiuyang Sword Grass. ”
"Catch up. ”
The rainbows of different colors in the sky brought a rapid sound of breaking the wind, and pursued at high speed in the direction where Xiao Yang and the others left.
Sure enough, a fly followed. Looking back, Xiao Yang was a little helpless.
However, even if he knew this, he would not be able to pull out the three Jiuyang Sword Grasses, after all, the attractive price was worth the risk he had.
"Zhou Yuan, Lin Xiang, Song Han, stop them!"
A big man in the rear suddenly burst out.
"Boom!"
With the sound of breaking wind, several figures with strong breaths, waving their spiritual wings, stepped in front of Xiao Yang and the others, their faces were full of banter.
These people are all seventh-order spirit towers.
"After waiting for so long, is there finally a prey delivered to the door?" Zhou Yuan said with his hands behind his back and a smile.
"I don't want anything else, but this little girl, it's mine today. Lin Xiang stared at Youli, his eyes greedy and hot.
"Well said, well said. Song Han laughed, and an ice stacked bird with its wings stretched out hovered behind him, making the air in the field slightly cold.
"Haha, why don't you run?!"
The big man who was chasing after him from the rear smiled and said, "Hand over the Jiuyang Sword Grass, otherwise, I want you to die without a whole corpse." ”
"Bang!"
As soon as Dahan's voice fell, a low muffled voice suddenly sounded in the sky.
The fist that was as red as glass slammed into Lin Xiang's back, and the latter's eyes bulged, pulling a long line of blood, and shooting into the ground.
"What a fast speed!" Zhou Yuan and Song Han's hearts were shocked, and a cold cheer came out of their mouths.
"Fire blade sting, chaotic flame slash!"
"Ice Stacked Bird, Three Stacked Ice Feathers!"
"Huh!"
The blazing flames slashed down from the sky, and Xiao Yang's figure retreated wildly, and at the same time, three sharp ice feathers, lingering with fine ice crystals, shot towards his chest.
"Click!"
Lying on Xiao Yang's shoulder, the red flame tail swept away, cutting off the three sharp ice feathers in the air.
At this time, the big man in the rear finally rushed over.
"What just happened. Dahan looked at the pit smashed by Lin Xiang, and his face was gloomy.
"That kid has cultivated the Body Refining Spiritual Technique, and without using the Spiritual Technique to resist, even the body of the Seventh-Order Spirit Pan can't withstand a single blow. Zhou Yuan's voice was cold.
"Hurting Lin Xiang, I should have paid for it with my life, but if you obediently hand over the Jiuyang Sword Grass, I can consider only your right arm. Dahan looked at Xiao Yang and said.
This person's name is Hongtong.
The four of them, perennial on the edge of the ghost domain, robbing passers-by for a living, because every time before attacking, they have to think about it, so it is the first time that someone has been injured like this.
"I'm sorry. ”
The right fist like fire glass hung down, and Xiao Yang gently lifted the corner of his mouth: "Even if I hand over the Jiuyang Sword Grass, you can't let me go." ”
"Because the man down there is dead. ”
Hearing this, the breathing of Hongtong and the others suddenly stopped.
Just one punch, and killed Lin Xiang?
"Kill him!" Hongtong was furious, and a fire Jiao spurted out behind him, spitting crimson flames from his mouth, and the air near him was faintly distorted.
"Kill!" Zhou Yuan and Lin Han, their eyes were also ruthless, and the fire blade sting and the ice stacked bird together surrounded and killed.
"I don't believe it, three seventh-order high-level Nirvana-level spirit beasts can't kill you?!" Hongtong stared at Xiao Yang viciously.
"I said, have you forgotten me?"
Suddenly, a loud laugh sounded, and immediately after, the tail of the fire Jiao, which was covered with a palm covered in blood, was firmly grasped in it.
Grabbing Huojiao's tail, Sun Wu grinned at the corners of his mouth, and when his arm moved, Huojiao's body, like a whirlpool, spun wildly.
"Bang bang!"
The fireblade stings and ice stacked birds that were hit by the impact shot back in embarrassment, and a hissing sound was heard.
"Is this a monster?" Looking at Sun Wu, Hongtong and the others, who were shaking the fire Jiao around like a toy, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Hit the nail on the head!
"Wait, this matter is over......" Hongtong's shout just rang out of his mouth.
"Whew!"
The arm suddenly exerted force, dragging the fire Jiao into two, and the blood qi poured into the body like a streamer, Sun Wu looked at Hongtong in surprise: "What did you just say?"
The sky is sluggish.
Whether it was the crowd chasing from the rear, or Hongtong, Zhou Yuan and others in the field, they all stayed in place at this time, they looked at Huo Jiao's shriveled body, that throat, and couldn't help but roll a little.
This guy actually tore a seventh-order high-level nirvana-level spirit beast with his hands?
Monster!
Monsters through and through!
The body was agitated, and the crowd behind them withdrew hundreds of feet with a bang, and everyone's faces were covered with fear.
"Huh!"
A flash of blood flashed.
Sun Wu's figure appeared behind Hongtong and the others, and his outstretched claws were like the sharp claws of an ape, glowing with a cold luster.
"Poof!"
Blood was rushing, and the pale-faced Hongtong and the others fell straight down like stiff wood, while the fire blade sting and the ice stacked birds in the distance fled into the distance in terror.
"You guys, also interested in Jiuyang Sword Grass?" Xiao Yang turned his head lightly.
"Let's go!"
In the screams of terror, the sky, which had been slightly crowded just now, was empty in an instant.
Sun Wu's murderous move just now undoubtedly completely destroyed their psychological defense.
Looking at the fleeing crowd, Xiao Yang quietly breathed a sigh of relief, if these people joined forces to besiege them, no matter how strong they were, they wouldn't be able to take advantage of much.
His eyes swept into the distance, looking at the thirteen peaks that stood like swords, the corners of Xiao Yang's mouth were slightly raised: "Thirteen peaks, it's finally coming." ”
(End of chapter)