Seeing that the cold breath spit out of his mouth was dissipated by the other party's flames, Mo Yu couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long roar.

Then he swung his tail and slapped it violently against the water in the water.

The splash of water, the ink python opened its mouth and spewed out cold air, spitting out the splash.

In an instant, the water splash was frozen into ice by the cold air, forming ice spikes that were extremely sharp and exuded the cold air of the forest.

As soon as these ice spikes appeared, they were swept away by the ink dragon's long tail and shot in the direction where Shen Luo was.

Shen Luo saw such a large number of ice spikes attacking, and took out a few Wind Blade Talismans from the storage bag, stimulated them, and then the talisman flashed blue.

There was a dense cyan half-moon-shaped wind blade, which appeared in front of Shen Luo.

Then with lightning speed, it was overwhelming and flew away in a swarm.

The cyan wind blade and the ice spike collided together, making a crashing sound.

The ice spikes were shattered by the cyan half-moon wind blade, shattered into pieces, scattered from the air, and fell into the water.

As for the remaining wind blades, after dealing with the ink python and hitting the ice spikes, they rushed towards it like a storm.

Ink Snake watched the cyan half-moon wind blades coming, and hurriedly exhaled cold air in shock, wanting to freeze these wind blades and prevent them from approaching.

Unfortunately, the wind can't freeze, and the cold can only slow down the speed of the wind blade's flight, but it can't freeze it into ice.

"Whew! Swish! ”

The cyan half-moon-shaped wind blade pierced through the cold air of the ink worm and hit it hard.

Even though it is a beetle with an intriguing scale armor, it can't withstand the continuous attacks of this wind blade.

After all, this is a mid-level spell, and the pain-eating ink worm let out a painful roar, and its body is constantly writhing, and splashes of water abound nearby.

Seeing this scene, Shen Luo took out the dragon pattern sword from the storage bag, and he held this sword, without saying a word, the golden sword light slashed away.

"Bang!"

The ink python that was caught off guard was hit by the golden sword light, and a sword mark more than an inch long appeared on its body covered with scale armor.

The Ink Python, which was attacked again, let out a roar of rage.

It first spit out cold air from its mouth and landed on the wound, temporarily stabilizing its injury, and then raised its head and looked at Shen Luo viciously.

After that, regardless of the hunched body, he pounced on Shen Luo with his teeth and claws.

But Shen Luo would not give it a chance to get close, the dragon pattern sword in his hand fell off, and a golden light was drawn straight towards the ink python stab.

Seeing the flying sword of golden spiritual light stabbing at him, Mo Yin opened his mouth and frantically spit out cold air, condensing the flying sword into ice and freezing it in place.

Then, he slammed his head into the frozen flying sword, knocking it flying.

Seeing that its bloody mouth was about to fall, a purple super pillar of light suddenly blasted out and hit its body, knocking it out with a blow.

This purple pillar of light was the puppet beast of Shen Luo, and it was urged out by him at the last moment.

Looking at the ink worm that was blown away, Shen Luo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect that the cold of this demon beast was so powerful that even the dragon pattern sword mixed with some magic weapon materials could not resist it, and it was also frozen.

Fortunately, he used the puppet beast in time, otherwise it would have been bad.

After glancing at the ink python not far away, Shen Luo immediately summoned the frozen dragon-patterned sword.

The thick ice on the sword body shot out a spiritual light and submerged into the dragon pattern sword.

Immediately, the dragon pattern sword made a "buzz, buzz" sound, and at the same time, the sword body was constantly trembling.

In a few moments, the ice on the sword body was shaken apart.

Shen Luo, who regained control of this sword, decided not to leave his hands behind for a quick victory.

A little at the dragon pattern sword suspended in front of him, the dragon pattern sword suspended in mid-air suddenly let out a crisp sword sound.

The sword qi in his sword body suddenly gushed out and surged out, and then, he saw these sword qi swaying slightly.

It was actually split into two paths, a small sword composed of sword qi, and then the sword qi that was split began to split again.

In the blink of an eye, the air was filled with several small swords of the same size.

Under Shen Luo's manipulation, several small swords transformed by sword qi moved in unison, forming a circular sword formation, spinning around him non-stop.

Then, Shen Luo looked at the ink python that was crawling in the distance.

The dragon pattern sword took Shen Luo by his side, and the spinning small sword was like a high-speed rotating grinding disc, stabbing at the ink dragon.

Seeing these pieces of sword momentum coming, Mo Yu was afraid, where was there any fighting spirit, and plunged directly into the water, wanting to escape from this place of right and wrong.

A moment later, Shen Luo piloted the flying boat, descended from mid-air, and docked on the surface of Mizusawa's water.

With a flick of his sleeves, he took the dragon-patterned sword inserted in the ink python's body back into the storage bag, and the ink python was too dead to die anymore.

After putting away the dragon sword, he took out a jade bottle, chanted words at the bottle, and then pointed to the corpse of the ink dragon.

I saw that on the mouth of the bottle, a few thread-like spiritual lights suddenly appeared, wrapped around the corpse of the ink dragon.

After a while, a small ink python that looked exactly the same as the shape of the ink python was pulled out of its body by the spiritual silk thread and made into the jade bottle.

The reason why Shen Luo wanted to do this was entirely because he was flipping through the refining books that the woman surnamed Xu had left for him.

When it comes to demon souls, you can add a little spirituality to spiritual objects such as magic weapons, that is, instrument spirits.

Of course, the machine spirit is divided into innate machine spirit and acquired machine spirit, and the innate machine spirit is the spirit that is automatically born after the accumulation of magic weapons over time.

It's just that this condition is too hard, and you have to devour many spiritual objects before you can have a chance to give birth to a spiritual spirit.

And the acquired instrument spirit is that the monk uses the beast soul of the demon beast to seal it in the magic weapon, as a kind of instrument spirit.

Of course, not all demon beasts are in line with the spirit of the instrument, and they must have the physique of the demon beast and fit the corresponding magic weapon attributes.

Otherwise, it will only backfire and greatly reduce the spirituality of the Dharma Weapon.

After Shen Luo put the Ink Python Beast Soul into the bottle, a purple sword light burst out from his fingers, and he dismantled the corpse of the Ink Python in front of him into eight pieces and put it in storage.

Finally, he clapped his hands and steered the flying boat and flew in the direction agreed before.

At the same time, somewhere in Yunmengze, a hundred miles away, three men gathered together a little tiredly.

These three people are the three people who separated from each other, Kong Daoyou, Qi Daoyou and Liang Daoyou.

"It's strange why Jiang Daoyou hasn't come yet, it can't be that something happened halfway." Liang Daoyou was a little worried.

"Probably not, those leech pythons are just more difficult, as long as there are more powerful spiritual weapons in hand, it shouldn't be too difficult to get out." The middle-aged man Kong Chenghe replied.

"I hope so."

Hearing this, Liang Daoyou replied.