Zhang Xiaohu flew around the giant, and two fists as big as a sand bowl danced out of a phantom shadow, and kept smashing down on him.

Dangdangdang.

Like a brass bell, the dull sound of metal kept coming out, and the giant's body swayed from side to side, and the light emitted swayed and dimmed.

This Dharma Body, although it was constructed by spiritual power and divine soul, was so indestructible under the support of that rune formation, it was no different from the steel casting.

was injured again and again, but the giant was unscathed, his arms were dancing around him, and his two big hands spread their five fingers, protecting themselves tightly in an instant, forcing Zhang Xiaohu to retreat.

The giant shook his body and stood up, glared at Zhang Xiaohu fiercely, and wanted to take a step to save the driver, but Zhang Xiaohu smiled, turned his feet, but he was blocking in front of him, just not letting half a step.

One move made Zhang Xiaohu's confidence soar, his palms were wrongly divided, and he slowly drew another circle in front of him.

In the distance, the toes of that Xiang'er were in a hurry in the void from time to time, her body turned faster and faster, and she couldn't see the figure clearly.

Crackling.

A shield bursts open.

Crackling.

Another layer of shield exploded, the light dissipated, and a little fluorescence flew away like fireflies.

The old man's face was sweating rapidly, his fingers pinched the law, his mouth muttered a few times, and secretly said the mantra, over there, the giant's body suddenly trembled, and a halo flew away from the huge body, and when he turned his head, he penetrated the shield and plunged into the body.

A powerful momentum erupted in an instant, like a violent wind and waves, the last few layers of shields were stretched several times, and the spiritual power shield, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was not only not supported by the momentum, but was thickened, and the tip of the drilled sword kept squeaking, but it was no longer able to drill through it.

The shield was propped up, Xiang'er's speed slowed down, her strength was shaken, her body retreated with her strength, holding the sword, and turned around in the starry sky a few times, which was to stand firm.

The little man's hands and feet were clenched tightly, but his little head was shaking non-stop, obviously a little dizzy from this round of wild spinning.

Xiang'er shook her sword flower, and she was very annoyed in her heart, seeing that she was about to open the shield and be able to approach the old man, but she fell short at this last moment.

Of course, Xiang'er also knows that it is so simple to kill an ancestor-level great cultivator, then in this world, there is no ancestor for a long time, even if Zhang Xiaohu has the strength to help her drag most of the enemy, but it is not so simple to do it.

The momentum on the old man's body continued to rise, and one wave was stronger than another, and it was the shield that had become thicker, which had skyrocketed several times again at this time, and became thinner again.

It's just that there is no excitement to drive away the enemy, his face is blue, in the shield, slowly adjusting his breath, a pair of fists, the bones are white, and the body is trembling slightly, obviously angry.

Extracting the divine soul from the Dharma body, and only a small part of it, this is almost equivalent to cutting the human divine soul in half, and the old man at this time, it seems that someone has been hitting his head with an iron hammer, and he is a little ghostly when he sees things.

The strength of this side skyrocketed, and it instantly returned to the level of the Jade Fu Great Monk, but on that end, the giant who was more than three meters tall, his body was like a balloon that had been pierced by a hole, and it collapsed all of a sudden, barely two meters, and the light on his body was almost dim.

Divided into two, it is not like Xiang'er's clone, the strength has doubled, this kind of division of the soul is equivalent to the tree being sawed, and when the soul returns to the body, a large amount of spiritual power is lost, just like the sawdust that falls, and it can no longer return to the body, and this process is more wasted than sawing.

The giant was deflated, and his steps were unsteady, and he almost fell.

Zhang Xiaohu's body disappeared in place in a flash, and a teleportation appeared from behind him, his fists clenched, and he smashed down heavily against his spine.

While.

The giant was just about to stand firm, and a huge force came from behind him, and the strength came into his body, and it exploded wildly, and the giant stumbled, unable to stand anymore, and ran forward a few steps, and finally fell headlong.

The height is only two meters, compared with Zhang Xiaohu, the body shape can no longer be dominant, Zhang Xiaohu turned over and rode up, holding the giant's head with one hand, clenching his fist with the other hand, staring at the spine, and constantly hitting it with a bang.

With each punch, a cloud of light burst out of the giant's body, and the glow gradually dimmed, threatening to extinguish at any moment.

The giant roared again and again, his body shook hard, and Zhang Xiaohu instantly felt as if he was on the tide of the river, and flew out at once, and there was no way to hold him down.

The crisis in the distance has been solved, and the giant does not need to rush back, he got up, glared at Zhang Xiaohu, and suddenly leaned forward with one palm, grabbing Zhang Xiaohu.

The space shook, Zhang Xiaohu knew that something was wrong, and he was about to leave as soon as his body moved, but the palm fell, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't move.

It's like being manipulated, unlike the stagnation of time and the closure of space, it's like the body being captured by a big hand, completely involuntary.

Control.

The rule of the old man is to control everything, where to grasp, it is farther, as long as the line of sight can see, the divine sense can reach, he can control it with one hand, even if it is against the ancestor, it will be difficult to break free for a while, it is extremely powerful.

Zhang Xiaohu's arms shook and he was about to break free, who knows, his arms are like iron hoops, and the bones of his arms are clicking, but he can't move.

The giant grinned, slowly withdrew his palm, and held his other hand into a clenched fist, holding it in front of his eyes, and when he caught it, he was about to knock it down with one punch.

The strength in his body turned wildly, and the muscles were massive, Zhang Xiaohu took a deep breath, roared, and the strength of his whole body burst out, and he broke free from the slightest distance from his control.

If it were someone else, what would this slightest distance be for, it was not under this control, but with the law of space in hand, Zhang Xiaohu's figure shook a little, and a ripple fluctuation was hooked by him, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The giant didn't think so, looked sideways, his divine consciousness had already dispersed, and the blurred figure in the distance had not yet come out of the fluctuations, and the palm of his hand was grabbed out.

Flash.

Flash again.

Zhang Xiaohu was extremely embarrassed, running around in the starry sky, and couldn't stop for a while.

On the other side, Xiang'er, seeing that the enemy was becoming more and more powerful, bit her lip, and was thinking about whether to step forward and sprint again, when a small voice suddenly came from her ears.

"Sister Xiang'er, why don't you burn him?"

The little man who woke up looked at Xiang'er with a puzzled face, lying on her back like a koala, her white and tender little hands, clutching her clothes tightly, that is, she no longer rotated, she didn't dare to let go of the slightest, for fear of throwing her out again.

Xiang'er's eyes lit up, and she didn't have time to praise the villain, a teleportation flashed behind the old man, a small mouth, a small flame, fluttering and flying out.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, flashing around like this, what can he do, is it possible, she is going to drill again?

The body had just turned, and before his head had turned, a little light appeared in the corner of his eye, and the flames, which seemed to be drifting slowly, suddenly rushed to the top of the shield.

Rumble.

The spiritual power of the shield was ignited in an instant, and a huge fireball rose up, passing in layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, the few remaining layers of the shield of the old man were ignited.

The fire was blazing, the flames rose for a hundred feet, and the high temperature directly roasted the old man's beard and hair into curls, and the momentum that gushed out could not resist the burning of the flames at all, and the rising fire snake, twisting and twisting, wrapped around him.

The old man's pupils shrank, and his heart tightened.

Although he had already learned from his subordinates about the power of this flame, he didn't care too much about it because they had little knowledge and weak strength, and the most important thing was that the strength of the Xiang'er Golden Fu Monk blinded him, and he couldn't imagine that such a small cultivator would hide such a terrifying thing.

The spiritual power of the shield was burned in an instant, and the flame was not extinguished, but turned into countless fire snakes, shaking their heads and tails, and rushed towards him.

The old man snorted, waved his hands, and two powerful air currents gushed out, swept towards the flame, and wanted to extinguish the flame at once.

Who knows, this flame rose in the storm, and the flames of a hundred zhang rushed straight to a thousand zhang, like a huge pillar of fire set up in the starry sky.

The temperature rose sharply, the hair on his head was bent and burned, and a fiery snake pounced, and the old man's body avoided it slightly, and the beard was scattered and turned into a piece of charred ash.

The old man is ashamed and angry, thousands of years, where has he ever suffered such humiliation, this hair and beard are gone, even the eyebrows are gone, this person's appearance, where can I still see people.

The wind howled, still curling forward, and in the center of the flame, a small flame swayed from side to side, just standing still.

Xiang'er's face showed joy, her fingers pinched the law, pointed forward, the flames churned, twisted and condensed in the starry sky, and a fire dragon pounced out with teeth and claws, and as soon as her body turned, she wrapped the old man inside.

The doppelganger quietly stepped out, and with a teleportation, flashed behind the old man, spread his hands, passed through the rolling waves of fire, and slapped on the old man's temples at once.

Two rays of lightning gushed out from the palm of his hand, striking the old man who wanted to break free.

The electric light accompanied the fire snake, constantly jumping and beating on the body, everywhere it went, it was scorched black, but the clone refused to stop, looked up at the body, looked at each other and smiled, and launched an attack at the same time.

The invisible flying sword shot out, piercing the flames and shooting through, the sword slashed down, split the fire wave in half, and slashed down with a roar, the fire dragon roared, and tightened its body hard, preventing the old man from breaking free at all.