If it is said that Jihua, Tianhu really didn't plan to suck the old woman, but aimed at those Yuanying monks, as well as the demon spirit generals.

Tianhu didn't dare to fight the idea of Qi Fei and Yan Buli and the others, because it understood that the other party would rather blow himself up than give himself a chance. It can't kill the students, because none of them are there, and I don't know if they will be reduced to ashes after death or hidden.

With no one to suck, Sky Fox set his sights on his companions. This is a good idea, perhaps the original meaning of the Sky Fox, at the moment it is too injured to withstand the twists and turns, just in need of the companion "trust".

Trapped in a previous life and besieged by six people, the thunder tribulation was life and death in an instant, and Tianhu still doesn't know what happened below. The moment the remnants rushed back, he had some doubts in his heart, and he couldn't understand why he was beaten like that when he fought against a group of low-level students with the strength of the Seven Cultivators and Hundred Generals, he was beaten like that?

Sucking the old woman's blood dry, Tianhu didn't bother to think about those boring things anymore. Suck and suck, as long as you give it a little time, you can still recover your strength, at least part of it. Now it is no longer the dwarf it was when it came, but a truly awakened sky fox, at that time, even if it is only partially powerful, who can compete with it?

At this time, the person came, the sword arrived, and Ling Yan's cold light urged him to snatch his soul, and it seemed to have slashed into the heart of the sky fox before he could die, causing his liver and gall to break. If you want to describe the feeling, Tianhu feels that this sword is more terrifying than that heavenly thunder, almost not inferior to Panxing's self-explosion.

It's not that the thunder is weak, this thunder tribulation is caused by the night lotus, and it is only for the Yuanying monk, and the sky fox is not allowed to make trouble, and the strength is limited.

The other party obviously did not mean to explain the cause and effect. Pick up the sword and slash at the head. The students who had disappeared before appeared out of nowhere, preparing something, and there was a sneaky demon cultivator in the crowd, shouting and scolding, looking proud, like an old hen leading a group of young to catch insects.

What made Tianhu the most sad and angry was that there were not many demons left below, and there was a lot of chaos and gnawing, and at the same time, because they saw the old woman end with their own eyes, the old man and the two flew away in fear and ran away in an instant, and they were too late to help, or they didn't plan to help at all.

Where did this person come from? Where did these people come from? What kind of sword is this? I am so unlucky? When will the day dawn?

"Sky Fox Tail Swing!"

Blood is confused. The three-foot fox suddenly gave birth to a three-foot long tail. Tens of millions of bloody hairs on his tail were like needles, like a giant waffle raised high, swinging towards the terrifying broad sword. The danger of life cannot be delayed, and Sky Fox can only fight the spirit. Gather the liliang that I just got from the old woman. I do zuihou a shot.

In a hurry, Tianhu noticed. Although that sword is terrifying, the cultivation of the person holding the sword is very ordinary. A mere infant monk, Sky Fox wondered if he had used some evil spell. Otherwise, there was no reason to be able to press the sword. As a result, Tianhu was happy, and secretly thought that it was okay, the deity Fu Da Da has its own auspicious stars, and it looks like he is going to die, and he can't die.

At this time, Sky Fox saw the scene it least wanted to see, its eyes widened, like a girl about to be raped, and let out a bitter wail.

"Don't!"

At the top of the mountain, on the lotus platform, the woman in the gauze dress stood up again at some point, her indifferent face was shining, and her dim eyes were reunited, looking more sharp than before. Such a noble and dignified woman, she didn't even care about her appearance, or disdained to tidy up, just like this, the most beautiful body in the world, raised her hand, and walked away at the sword-wielding young man.

"Sansheng Zhuyou, Exhibition!"

Once on the Brokeback Mountain, the spirit shaping boy who got the help of three beings had a whimsical idea to try to fight against the true spirit with the cultivation of the broken primordial infant, but although his head was broken and bleeding, it also made the four legs blink.

Eighty years later, the three beings of the Shaping Spirit joined forces again, and they were a hundred times stronger than the two of them at the beginning?

The divine light rose from the body of the Heavenly Absolute Sword, soaring into the sky for three hundred feet, as if it was about to pierce the thick cloud of calamity. Holding the sword and not being able to fix himself, Thirteen Lang staggered and struggled to stand firmly, waiting to be forcibly swung.

"Nether ants, dare to kill the slave of this king!"

Suddenly hearing the majesty in his ears, a will that did not belong to the monks of this realm burst forth, rushing along the body of the heavenly fox like a heavenly absolute, and then extending the heavenly absolute to rush towards the thirteen langs, which was coming in an instant.

Thirteen Lang's eyes did not blink, he did not say a word, and he did not hesitate to use the strongest liliang in this life and swing the strongest sword in this life.

The sword is like a pillar of heaven, surrounded by both arms, lifted and slashed in the air, splitting the fox's tail in the desperate gaze of the sky fox, flashing, breaking in a flash, and bringing complete blackness in a flash.

"This king doesn't matter who you are, what kind of sword is this!"

The majesty turned to anger, anger to doubt, doubt to shock, shock to a deep fear and surprise, that will swam in a circle in the sky, and before it could wake up something, it retracted like lightning and roared away.

"Little one, you'd better not die, this king waits"

The breath and will disappeared, and the sword body of Tianjue trembled slightly, as if a person who had not slept enough yawned twice, and returned to calm. Thirteen Lang also stood firm at this moment, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, opened his mouth to withdraw the Heavenly Sword, and shook his head in boredom.

"Either the true spirit is the king, this luck is really not blown. ”

Outside Wolf Castle, in the big camp, Lei Zun, who was negotiating with a few people, had a sudden change in expression and a sharp gaze.

"Sky Fox is dead, Fei'er maybe"

A few arcs jumped out of thin air, and Lei Zun snorted for no reason, implying a pain that could not be concealed. If the Palm Lei Dana can't control the thunder light, it usually means that there is something wrong with his cultivation, and there will be endless troubles in the future.

"Brother Dao, what's going on?" a strong man dressed like a businessman asked, and Xuan Lingzi's eyes flashed slightly, and he added.

"If Lei Zun is unwell, I may be able to wait for a few days. ”

In order to cultivate to the level of Lei Zun, if you encounter problems in your cultivation, the consequences may be much more serious than being injured in battle, and Xuan Lingzi's words are reasonable, no matter whether you consider the overall situation or personal relationships, Lei Zun should be grateful.

"No, I don't. ”

Lei Zun's expression was as cold as frost, and his voice was like Xuan Bing, which could not bloom for eternity. There is no gratitude, only a palpitating coldness.

"According to the meaning of a few people, concentrate all your strength to launch a general attack and set foot on the wolf castle. ”

Clenched his fists and slowly got up, Lei Zun's eyes looked around, and fell on the strong man businessman.

"The old friend of Tianji is deep in the Dao of Tomorrow, and he can work with the deity to hold the front for this decisive battle. ”

At the place where the valley enters Surabaya, five huge ships go up in turn, and their huge bodies crash into the tide. Brings an unparalleled sense of oppression. Right in the bow. Le Hongtao turned his lamp into the wind, stared at the cliff that was not yet visible, and silently thought about his thoughts.

From here, it is less than 200 miles away from the three-sided cliff. At the speed of the Spirit Ship. It won't take long to get there. At the same time, the fog of Surabaya gradually faded. The range that the divine mind can reach is getting farther and farther, and in a few moments, you can see the cliffs on three sides.

The quicker way is to fly over. The terrain is open forward, so there is no need to worry about the sneak attack of the demon birds, of course. Even if there is, people here are not afraid.

Le Hongtao didn't do that.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Deputy Envoy Le did not urge the Demon Spirit Ship to speed up, until its body shook violently, and in the sudden change in expression, a trace of blood flowed from the tip of its nose without warning.

"Sky Fox is dead!"

The hand holding the cup suddenly clenched, and Le Hongtao suddenly raised his head.

"When the sky fox dies, the ancestor must know"

Raising his hand to drink the wine in the cup, Le Hongtao wiped the blood on his lips and gave a resolute order.

"Speed up, start the cannon, and after entering the firing range, you will bombard the cliffs on three sides!"

The military orders were like a mountain, and the surrounding should be cheered, and the five huge ships pushed the waves; the personnel in each battleship were busy, the formation was opened one after another, and the guns of the Sen Sen slowly turned, revealing a cold light. At the bow of the boat, Le Hongtao took a deep breath, and the center of his slightly pale face was extremely abnormally red.

"Night Fairy, you forced me to have no choice. ”

In the murmuring, Le Hongtao and the people on the boat did not notice that a hundred miles away from the fleet, a small wooden boat swayed lightly with the waves, as relaxed and comfortable as a spring boat. The two girls on the boat snuggled up to each other, wearing identical cloth shoes and embroidered with big yellow flowers.

"Sister, what do you say is wrong with Xiao Wu, weishenme has to follow them?"

Holding a piece of wood and snuggling in her sister's arms, the dead girl's eyes were squinted like a hooked moon, her little face was crimson, and her expression was lazy and unwilling to think.

"It's too dangerous. They are too strong, what can Xiao Wu do?"

"How do I know. The breeze ruffled her hair, and tickled the yellow flower girl's nose, a little irritable, a little restless, and a little annoyed.

"It doesn't listen to me, and it can't be raised, how can it be true!"

On the cliff of the mountain, the clouds in the sky gathered again, the slightest arc flickered in the whirlpool, and the next thunder was close at hand. On the lotus platform, Yelian only had time to tidy up her clothes at this moment, and comb her messy posture a few times to make herself look neater.

As she did this, Yelian's expression was calm and meticulous, as if the Heavenly Tribulation had nothing to do with it, and it was as if she was in the boudoir with makeup and ready to bloom with extreme beauty.

The sky is mighty, and the surrounding ghosts are quiet, and they dare not move forward when they retreat for thousands of meters. Night Lotus did what she was doing, her contemptuous gaze swept over the owls, sweeping over the busy and seriously injured people under the lotus platform, and fixed on the red cloak.

The cloak is magical, and when the gaze falls on it, it seems to bend and twist to all sides. The vision was blurred, Yelian couldn't see it really, and her expression was a little unhappy.

"Senior sister, focus on the Heavenly Tribulation!"

Qi Fei struggled to get up in embarrassment, his eyes frightened, and his voice was crying.

There is no one to help the Heavenly Tribulation, the interference of the Heavenly Fox makes the Thunder Tribulation even more powerful, and the state of the Night Lotus is less than fifty percent of the heyday, how can he survive the Tribulation? The mortal situation is worrying, knowing that the battlefield below is related to the life and death of everyone, His Highness Fei still refuses to look back, and he is too lazy to take a look.

"Sure enough, it's the same as before. ”

Hearing Qi Fei's words, Yelian didn't respond, her eyes were still looking at the back, and she sighed in her heart.

"Other skills are generally like more deception, who in the world can compare with you. ”

Secretly sighed here, and the old man below slowly spoke, saying exactly what Yelian said in her heart.

"Dao's friendly ability to deceive us so hard. Fortunately, the old man is not blind in his eyes, and he has paid so much price."

With a bitter smile and relief on his face, the old man met the eyes of Shisanlang, full of confidence.

"I finally see through your bottom. ”

(To be continued......)