Xiang'er raised her hands to support Xiaobai, and flew away slowly.

The little guy is huge, and with her, Xiang'er can't even fly fast if she wants to.

While distracting and manipulating the clone, he put all his divine sense perception into Xiaobai's body, and if he didn't solve the weird runes, he couldn't go far at all.

Xiang'er doesn't expect to be able to break the seal, but at the very least, it is necessary for Xiaobai to be able to return to the form of a rabbit, otherwise, a huge monster above his head can't fly, isn't it obvious that he is waiting for the enemy to catch up?

The doppelganger caught up, and at this time, he was tearing open the wound that Xiaobai was about to heal, and cut off the iron chain that was stirring the intestines little by little.

The flying sword carefully slashed into the stomach, and after several days, the chain was almost integrated into the intestines, making it much more difficult, and it took a while to barely get it done.

Bite.

The last piece of iron chain fell from his stomach to the ground, Xiaobai shivered, and tears of happiness burst out of his eyes.

"Ahh

"Don't scream, are you afraid that the enemy won't find us?"

Xiang'er rolled her eyes, held Xiaobai, and left quickly, the little guy was panting heavily, and after a while, the wound on the stomach slowly healed, and the powerful demon beast physique, if it wasn't sealed, it wouldn't be an injury at all.

The doppelganger glanced at the main body, turned around, and landed on the ground quickly.

His hands flew up, he kept playing one law after another, and he silently recited the mantra in his heart, and high in the air, a red cloud suddenly appeared, and it was quickly suppressed.

Pinching the last law decision, the doppelganger raised his head, silently looking ahead, more than thirty figures were rapidly approaching, and the silver talismans flying above his head gathered together, emitting a huge momentum, and waves of qi rolled up in a radius of kilometers, looking from a distance, it looked like a giant dragon traveling.

The guards chased after them in a hurry, and after a while, they saw a woman standing on the ground in front of them blocking the way, and without thinking about it, the fierce light in her eyes flashed, and the silver rune above her head stirred, and the light shone towards the surroundings, and the swords, guns and clubs quickly condensed.

When the doppelganger saw the enemy approaching, he smiled slightly, and the magic decision he had been holding in his hand quietly loosened, and the top of his head rumbled in an instant.

Countless fist-sized fireballs flew out of the red clouds in the sky, just right, enveloping the guards inside.

The power of the fireball is not great, but the key is that it is dense, almost every inch of land is cared for by the fireball, dense, so that those flying blades can no longer care about the clone, turn around, and face the sky.

Bang bang bang.

One fireball after another exploded, countless sparks flew up, and the stabbing guards scurried from side to side, dodging the rain of fire.

The flying sword hidden on the side quietly moved.

With this level of fireball, Xiang'er didn't expect to be able to hurt the enemy at all, all she wanted was the moment when the enemy was chaotic.

A guard controlled the blade, slashed a few flying fireballs, and people ran in the rain of fire, avoiding the falling sparks, at this moment, the body suddenly stiffened, a fireball roared and fell, boom, the flames rose, the guard fell to the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it became a pile of coke.

No one noticed, and even if they did, they only thought that the guard had accidentally been hit by a fireball, and at most they were only surprised by the power of the fireball.

Under the cover of the fireball, the flying sword shuttled through the crowd, harvesting the lives of the guards from time to time.

The clones didn't kill them, which would attract attention, but would reduce the results of the battle, and those who fell to the ground were all weaker guards, or they were greeted by the sky's fireballs, and they couldn't take care of it.

As the guards fell one by one, someone finally noticed that something was wrong, and no one shouted loudly, and quietly, they gathered each other.

The fireball overhead became more dense, constantly blasting towards the gathered guards, and the flying sword simply no longer hidden, but with a whistling sound, began to slash head-on.

All this Xiang'er had already calculated, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, her eyes were half-squinted, and she suddenly took a step forward, and a teleportation came to the rain of fire.

The palm thunder slammed out, snorted, the electric light was raging, and a few guards gathered together were busy fighting against the fireballs that were whistling and falling from the sky, and suddenly their bodies stiffened, and the flying swords that had long been hidden around them circled, and several good heads flew into the sky.

Rumble.

Several groups of guards nearby attacked one after another, and in an instant, a large crater was blasted out of this side.

Xiang'er screamed, the clone flashed away, and those guards looked around in panic, the blades that had been fully resisting the fireball above their heads were mostly left in front of them, and their eyes widened one by one, alert to possible attacks at any time.

In this way, it was Xiang'er's arms, her fingers pinched the law, and the red cloud above her head pressed down again, and the fireball that was originally scattered by the wind was now also gathered, roaring and falling.

Suddenly, the overhead attack intensified, and those guards were in a hurry, while paying attention to the elusive Xiang'er and the flying sword, and on the other hand, they had to resist the dense fireballs overhead, and suddenly, the tight formation suddenly dispersed, and in the face of strong pressure, human nature, made them choose to go their separate ways.

The invisible flying sword turned into the scythe of the god of death, taking advantage of the panic and confusion of the crowd, and in an instant, several lives were harvested again.

Blood splashed, heads were thrown away, endless fireballs overhead, charred companions under their feet, and flying swords that were like demons hiding around waiting for the opportunity to harvest their lives, these guards, finally couldn't bear the pressure, and after the first person shouted and turned to flee, they all collapsed in an instant.

"Devil, run away"

They are not those children of the Wang family, where are they willing to throw their lives here like this, watching their colleagues gradually die, they can no longer hold back, shouting, desperately fleeing into the distance.

The red cloud roared, the fireball was concentrated, and it fell to the most powerful guards, the flying sword cooperated with Xiang'er, and after the palm thundered, a human head flew up, the speed was not hurried or slow, and it was slowly harvesting behind the guards.

More than thirty guards, when they escaped from the red cloud, only seven or eight of them remained, and one by one they had already lost their souls, and ran into the distance desperately, not daring to look back, and they didn't even know that the enemy behind them had already stopped.

It wasn't that Xiang'er was kind enough to leave a few lives, far away, in the direction of the palace, the breath of a few golden runes of the great monks was rushing towards this side.

He stomped his foot hatefully, turned around, and quietly disappeared in place.

"Damn it, damn it"

"Leave it alone, let's chase it"

After a while, several golden rune monks rushed here, looking at the charred corpses all over the ground, they were so angry that they were smoking, the golden runes above their heads were agitated, and a ray of light gushed out, and in a blink of an eye, this piece of ground was blasted out of a big crater.

After a few resentful glances, a golden talisman monk didn't say much, he remembered the anger of the ancestor in his heart, if he escaped the girl and the monster, the result would be miserable.

As soon as he took off into the air, his body had not yet flown a few meters forward, when suddenly there was a chill on his neck, and on the skin, small bumps came out, and even a very small depression appeared on his neck.

The Golden Fu Monk roared angrily, and the golden rune above his head shone brightly, and the light gushed down, like a light curtain, covering him inside.

A little bead of blood slowly came out in front of his neck, and behind that neck, a bloody mouth, was constantly spurting blood outward, in the frightened eyes of the four golden rune monks, the great monk reached out blankly to cover his neck, and his head just wanted to lower, and then saw a string of blood beads coming out along the neck, and when the head was halfway down, bang, the head rolled to the ground, and the great monk was dead with his eyes open and couldn't believe it.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack"

The Great Monk shouted in horror, and the golden talisman on his head spun, some condensed outward into blades, and some turned into bronze bell pagodas, protecting themselves inside.

The headless corpse shook a few times and finally came to the end, the head gurgling and rolling on the ground, falling into a crater that a few people had just blasted out and stopped, a pair of out-of-focus eyes staring blankly at the sky.

The flames crackled and burned the dead leaves on the ground, except for the sound of the wind blowing from time to time, only the sound of blood coming out of the neck.

The faces of the four great monks turned a little pale, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

The invisible enemy is the most terrible enemy, and the divine consciousness has been magnified to the maximum, but there is still no gain.

One of the Golden Rune Grand Monks shook his head slightly, put his hand behind his back, and secretly gestured until the other companions nodded and signaled, and then took his hand out.

The clone hid behind a boulder not far away, and its aura converged like a stubborn stone, making it impossible to explore at all.

The flying sword quietly approached a few people, but the golden rune kept throwing light down, and the flying sword turned around a few times, but it couldn't stab out.

Xiang'er is not in a hurry at all, she has not fled far with Xiaobai's body in front of her, what she has to do is not to kill these golden rune monks who are stronger than her, drag them down, and wait until the body finds a way to crack the rune is victory.

The golden talisman on the head of the great monk continued to whirl, and the light emitted outward was stronger than a while, Xiang'er suddenly felt that something was wrong, this power was not like a defense, but like a counterattack.

The sky suddenly brightened, and the golden rune continued to spew out light, but in an instant, countless pillars of light shot out from the golden rune, covering the sky, and the surrounding area of a mile was all shrouded.

The boulder that covered the figure of the doppelganger was swept by the pillar of light, and exploded into countless fragments, and the doppelganger hiding behind had nowhere to hide, screaming, and was about to teleport away when he turned around.

Several golden rune monks shouted, the golden rune above their heads sprayed out of the Dao ray, the space swayed non-stop, Xiang'er was just about to use her perception to hook up the fluctuations, but she was shocked to find that the fluctuations were so shaky that they couldn't be caught at all.

A big sword fell down on the head, and the clone pinched the sword trick, and the flying sword shot quickly and stood under the big sword.

The clone turned around and wanted to escape, and in all directions, seven or eight blades pulled out afterimages, roaring and rushing, the wind was fierce, and the stabbing people were faintly painful.

"Not good"

Xiang'er fell, she was already half a level behind the Golden Fu Great Monk, and now she suddenly couldn't resist the attack from above.

The palm of his left hand spewed out thunder, blocking a sledgehammer, and the fireball in his right hand shot out, and two spears were pushed out, but the blade was as many as seven or eight handles, and the rest could only watch it fall.