The shattered purple leaves were still flying in the air, and Thirteen Lang's body had already jumped up again, pounced on the eight gates that hung high in the sky

Behind him, two more purple leaves struck in the air, and the flames that had originally boiled in the audience also swept one after another, and they re-embraced a fire dragon that transformed into several feet long, roaring and roaring in pursuit.

The powder lotus is not extinguished, and Thirteen Lang does not dare to let the big ash and fat come out, not only losing nearly half of their combat power, but also palpitations from time to time, as if the soul is going to be split into two, or the whole body is sucked out of the body, and it is lost.

Unlike previous battles, Thirteen Lang did not attack the Night Lotus directly according to the habit of capturing the thief and capturing the king, but fought steadily or cautiously, and almost used a clumsy way to destroy its treasures one by one.

The Flower of Eternity was not an ordinary monk, and before she was sure, Thirteen Lang would rather let her cast spells calmly than take the risk of being attacked from all sides when she counterattacked. The uneasiness in his heart could not be eliminated, and Thirteen Lang instinctively felt that it would be very risky to get close to the Night Lotus, so he did not dare to make a rash decision.

He pushed his mana to the limit, and his speed also expanded to the extreme, and the hurricane outside his body swayed, blowing bursts of pink waves and smoke clouds, and bombarded the doors of the lotus leaves one by one.

The great sword drew a rebellious trajectory in the air, and another lotus gate collapsed.

The Qingguang Sword suffered a heavy blow, and it was difficult to use it again without long-term recuperation, and the purple lotus was also shattered, and Thirteen Lang did not suffer too much damage;

"Was it a deliberate change, or was it an unintentional move?" said Yelian, looking at the flying figure. Xiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Later, she raised her fingers lightly, erasing the faint haze between her eyebrows.

The Eight-Faced Lotus Gate was no longer stationary, but was spinning faster and faster, and she agreed with Thirteen Lang that she didn't expect this dementor formation to be the opponent, but she needed to keep it for a while to control the two powerful pet beasts, and at the same time form some containment. Even if it is reactive, it can be slightly disturbed.

At the same time, Yelian gathered the sea of fire that had prevented Thirteen Lang from hiding his traces. Gathered into a fire dragon and chased after the opponent, the fire of the red lotus was not comparable to the fire cultivator that Thirteen Lang had encountered before, and even the quasi-ghost king was destroyed by it with a single blow, and the power was extremely powerful.

Even so. Yelian still didn't put her hope in the fire dragon, she had seen the battle of Thirteen Lang, and knew that he had the ability to almost devour the flames, although she was confident that the fire lotus would not be as easy to extinguish as ordinary spiritual fire, she didn't dare to expect too much. What she really killed was the two purple leaves, in addition to keeping four firmly guarded around, she urged the remaining two to move, like two gentle palms closing up and down, slowly converging towards the thirteen langs.

Seeing the previous scene, Ye Lian believed that as long as she did it again, even if Zilian only restrained her opponent for a moment. She will have the opportunity to use more drastic means to bombard the other party in one fell swoop.

The means are still those means, but the slight adjustment of the tactics will bring about a crisis that is difficult to reverse.

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Take advantage of the mistake at the beginning of the Night Lotus battle, or rather, it is not adaptable. Thirteen Lang successfully destroyed the second and third flour lotus gates, and as the lotus array gradually loosened, the breath of heaven and earth gradually penetrated from the air, his body became faster and faster, but his brows were locked tighter.

Behind him, the roaring fire dragon gradually kept up with the pace of Shisanlang, unable to shake it off, and the remaining few pieces of pink lotus turned faster and faster. I couldn't tell each other apart, and the most terrible thing was the two purple leaves, which seemed to be unhappy, but in fact they had an inexplicable force, filling the air like a slowly tightening noose, trying to imprison him in place.

The feeling of suffocation.

The longer the pursuit, the more obvious this feeling became, and Shisanro changed his body twice and swung his sword in a hurry, but because the target was offset, he only cut the lotus leaf out of the crack, and did not complete the work. ...,

He is not a pure sword cultivator, otherwise, how can a damaged magic weapon escape the killing of the flying sword, he can only use the sword in his hand to slash, and if he uses his body to chase the treasure, it can almost be called a fantasy.

If there is a big gray, as long as the three drums sound, Thirteen Lang will definitely be able to grasp the opportunity and make a gain, but at this time, because the powder lotus is urged to the extreme, the kind of sucking on the soul is not weakened, but it is much stronger than it has begun. Thirteen Lang can't expect Yelian to make a mistake, if the Great Gray Soul is collected, he is afraid that she will be pinched and exploded on the spot.

The greatsword swung again, and the spitting sword light showed the anger of the greatsword, but as before, the lotus leaf felt threatened, and it turned and drifted in the air with great lightness, dodging the fatal blow in a fraction of a moment.

A crack appeared on the lotus leaf, accompanied by weeping and resentment, and the lotus leaf at this time seemed to have spirituality, just like a human being, he made an oath of revenge and drifted away. At this moment, the fire dragon finally chased after him, and without half a moment's hesitation, plunged headlong into the hurricane.

There was a roar, orange-red fire and silver wind splashing in all directions, and there were scales like solid bodies, and the fire dragon was surrounded and pulled by countless wind whirlpools, as if suffering from Ling Chi.

The dragon roared, struggled, attacked, and fought back with all the means at its disposal, and the huge hurricane shook in the air, changing into strange shapes and faces, and finally, with an earth-shattering explosion, the hurricane split apart, wrapped in flames that also shattered into countless amputated and returned to their original forms, swept in all directions.

"Ahem......"

Jusan Lang ejected from the center of the explosion, his body and face scorched, and his lips seemed to have blood.

For him, this hurricane is not a magical power that can be used at will, but is closely connected with the mind and even the spiritual root, and now it is extinguished with the fire lotus, it seems that Thirteen Lang has taken advantage of it, but in fact, the inner mansion has been injured, and the injury is not light.

The only good thing was that because the impact of the two explosions was too violent, the momentum of the two purple lotuses that were slowly approaching each other was slightly paused, and at the same time, the lingering feeling of suffocation temporarily subsided, and even the soul traction that kept Thirteen Lang's vigilance everywhere and all the time was relaxed, and he had a moment to breathe.

Jusan Lang rolled upside down in the air, unable to keep his posture steady, somersaulting in the air like a monkey, and the mighty sword was thrown into the sky, shooting into the clouds at an unknown height.

"The turtle in the urn!"

A trace of disappointment appeared on Yelian's indifferent face, and she sneered lightly: "The physical body is very strong, and it depends on how strong you are." ”

"Roar!"

She was answered by a wild roar, and Thirteen opened his mouth, sucked hard, swelled, and rose into the sky.

"Red Lotus Karma Fire Dare to Swallow, I Can't Hold You to Death......" Ye Lian let out an exclamation in disbelief, and then was shocked by the scene in front of her, completely speechless.

A humanoid fireball in the air rammed into the pink ring, setting off a monstrous storm.

The collision of the body with the magic weapon.

"This is not a refining body, this is a ...... Freedom in the supreme demon body of the Heavenly Demon!" On the Transmission Cliff, the envoy of the Demon Palace exclaimed, and then attracted a rebuttal from Mr. Big.

"What supreme heavenly demon, this is the way of breaking the spirit, and the true body of King Ming is right. ”

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