The big plate axe shot backwards, and the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk reached out and grabbed it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But as soon as his hands touched, suddenly his complexion changed greatly.

He only felt a strong force coming, so much so that the hand holding the handle of the axe was bent in the same direction.

He hurriedly attached to the momentum, and in a circle he would vigorously unload it, so that it was stable.

But above his head, the soul lock seal rumbled down, making his wrinkled expression even more gloomy, and his eyes revealed a strong hatred for Shaoyang.

He touched the storage ring again, and immediately pulled out a cyan paper talisman with a strange symbol drawn on it.

This symbol seems to be a word, not a painting, but it emits a cyan halo, and it is obvious that this rune paper is not ordinary.

As soon as the paper talisman came out, I saw that he slapped it on the plate axe without saying a word, and the cyan halo leaked out from his palm, forming ripples and scattering in all directions.

And when his palm was removed, the paper charm that slapped on the plate axe was gone, but the strange symbol on the paper symbol remained on the plate axe, and the halo on it flickered.

With this help, the plate axe suddenly became more than double in size again.

Then, without hesitation, he waved his hand holding the big plate axe upward, and immediately collided with the soul lock seal that had been smashed down.

With a bang, the two magic weapons collided, producing sparks, and the sparks splashed like fireworks.

Similarly, the energy of the collision turned into a circle of circular ripples rippling outward, and under the huge energy, the blood worms were once again twisted into pieces.

The power of the big plate axe blessed with the paper talisman is on par with the soul lock seal, so it can be seen that the preciousness of the paper talisman can actually make the magic weapon raise a notch.

This made the battle between Shaoyang and the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk fall into a stalemate, and he saw the two magic weapons moving up and down in mid-air.

For a while, the Soul Lock Seal gained momentum and pressed down the big plate axe, and then the big plate axe counterattacked, forcing the Soul Lock Mark back.

Such a stalemate is extremely depleting for both sides, and in the continuous attack and retreat, both sides are sweating profusely, but they are gritting their teeth and persevering.

At this time, the weakness of Shaoyang's cultivation was revealed, and in addition to the blessing of the magic weapon, it was often slower than that of the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk, so that after a period of stalemate, the soul lock seal was defeated, and he was forced to retreat.

Hao Xiuwei's face was indifferent, he still stood in the air and watched the show without any intention of helping Shaoyang, but Shaoyang didn't ask him for help.

At this time, he was impermanence on the surface, but there was a burst of joy in his heart, because he still wanted to see Shaoyang defeated.

Some of the surrounding monks were also disagreeing.

Some of them directly felt disdain for Shaoyang in the early stage of the Dao Realm to dare to challenge the monks in the middle stage, and when they saw Shaoyang in decline, they felt a burst of pleasure in their hearts.

Of course, for those old men in the late stage of the Dao Realm, they looked at it very indifferently, and it was too normal for Shaoyang to lose.

However, Shao ** didn't pay attention to these gossips, and his face was still as calm as water.

Although the consumption is extremely high, it does not show the slightest fear, and it does not look like a person who is about to be defeated at all.

Such a look was very surprised in the eyes of the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk, he still had a trace of excitement before, but at this moment, there was no joy after winning.

He was silent, not daring to relax!

At this time, the corners of Shaoyang's mouth suddenly curled, and this smug smile made his heart tremble.

And at this moment, I saw a golden light in front of me suddenly flash out at some point, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Not good!"

His body instinctively moved to the side, but as soon as his body moved half a step, he saw the golden light reappear.

A pop snorted through its chest and shot out of its back in an instant.

Due to the speed being too high, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk didn't feel the slightest sympathy, but only felt a tingling pain at the moment when the golden light pierced in.

By the time it reacted, a hole had appeared in its chest, and bright red blood was spurting out.

But fortunately, he instinctively moved half a step, so that the wound was not a fatal part, otherwise it might have pierced the heart directly.

Hao Xiuwei's heart shook violently, the golden light just now was clearly the golden shuttle that flew before, but he didn't expect it to be so useful.

His eyes flickered, revealing a hint of longing.

On the other side, the blood spurting from the chest of the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk was a stirring of blood worms.

Blood insects are bloodthirsty creatures and are quite sensitive to blood, so as soon as they saw blood, countless blood insects made a sound and rushed towards the middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows like crazy.

Seeing this, the faces of the surrounding monks changed greatly, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated into the distance so as not to be affected.

Shaoyang and Hao Xiuwei did the same, and stepped back a few feet.

However, within a foot of the shore of the Lake of Death, there was a faint black gas floating out of the lake, although the concentration was far less than that in the lake, but it was this little bit that made the blood worm die instantly at the touch of it, falling from mid-air.

But the blood worm was still not afraid, but became more frantic and kept pounding.

A wave of death came up again, and so on and so forth, but the faint black qi was dispersed.

Covering his bleeding chest, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk was also frightened.

He subconsciously took the pill to stop bleeding, and then wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, he found that the road ahead had been blocked by blood worms, and the dense blood worms buzzed and continued to impact him.

Then he turned around quickly, only to find that the back road was also blocked.

Looking up again, there was a red press.

At this time, only the back road was not cut off, and this back road was called the Lake of Death.

His face turned pale with horror, and the blood on his chest was pouring more from the eagerness.

He swung the large plate axe in his hand, and slashed out one after another like wind blades, slashing the blood worms to death.

However, there are too many blood worms, and there is no way to cut an empty path.

With the continuous impact of the blood worms, the black qi gradually dissipated, and the circle that half surrounded him was further reduced, and the speed was even faster, and in the blink of an eye, his back path was also cut off.

"Save me, fellow Daoists, save ......"

Seeing that there was no way out, and the big axe could not open up a way out, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk who was surrounded by groups was terrified.

He urgently cried for help, and at the same time, he was also a magic weapon.

And he hoped that his fellow Daoists would be able to come to the rescue in terms of being fellow monks, but obviously he was also aware of the ruthlessness of this immortal cultivation world.

Finally, before he could finish his call for help, he was drowned in a dense network of blood worms!

The other monks in the surrounding area did not show the slightest sympathy, but were extremely glad that they had not suffered such a catastrophe.

In less than a breath, the blood worms quickly dispersed.

When the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk appeared in front of everyone's eyes again, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

All that appeared in front of him was a skeleton, its flesh and blood all gnawed clean, and above his head, there were dense small hollows.