"Kim!"

This giant spear brought a strong aura of death to Yang Ning, and roared at the 'Golden Weasel', and all the remaining mana in his body was poured into the light shield. The 'Golden Weasel' also felt the horror of falling from the giant spear, his eyes were red, and he frantically urged his mana to pour into the light shield without money.

"Boom!"

Most of the giant spear plunged into the shield of light, and then shattered like a comet, producing a violent explosion.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to fall apart. The dazzling glare that can brighten the eyes shoots out all over the sky, and a pillar of light with a diameter of ten zhang shoots straight into the sky; The shattered berserk energy swept through all directions like a tsunami, destroying everything.

Yang Ning's light shield that they were desperately holding up was shattered at the moment of the explosion. However, the light shield that condensed all the mana of Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel' also weakened the power of most of the giant guns before they exploded. As soon as the light shield shattered, the 'Golden Weasel Eater' instantly became larger, protecting Yang Ning as soon as possible, and resisting the aftermath of the explosion with its powerful body that was about to transform into a holy body.

The storm raged for a quarter of an hour before it cleared and revealed what was in front of you.

This area was in shambles, and the earth with a radius of twenty zhang had collapsed into a huge pit several zhang deep. At the edge of the deep pit, wide cracks in the shape of cobwebs spread around, extending hundreds of feet away.

The lush and dense trees in the vicinity seemed to have been pruned with a sharp blade, and the old ones had been cut off, and the shrubs near the deep pit had been uprooted. Originally, some rocks and hills here also collapsed, turning into a pile of dust and scattering into the distance.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

At the bottom of the pit, there was an intermittent and painful cough.

At this time, Yang Ning's situation was extremely embarrassing, and there were only a few rags left in their clothes that were barely hanging on their bodies, and their whole bodies were black, like coal miners who had not washed once in decades of mining in the coal mine. The whole body was covered with wounds, and blood oozed out, red and black mixed together.

The 'gold-devouring ferret' was even more miserable, landing on all fours and prostrate on the ground. The aftermath of the back was almost completely blocked by one by one, and the scales on its back were shattered in half, half of its body was cracked, and silver-white blood flowed out vigorously.

The two of them were breathless, and they felt a hot stinging pain all over their bodies when they moved a little.

"Bastard! It's not going to die! It's so unreasonable! You two cockroaches! ”

This ultimate move was Fei Xuanxiong's strongest move, and it had already squeezed out all his holy power. The internal organs and meridians of the whole body could not withstand his forcible excessive urging of the holy power, and all of them collapsed. The hot blood kept flowing down the corners of his mouth to the ground, and it was about to form a small pool of blood.

At this moment he was kneeling on the ground, his palms propped up on the ground, the holy spear thrown aside, his whole body trembling with weakness, gasping for air. When the raging energy storm dissipated, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel Eater' were still alive, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar angrily.

"Wait, Evil Barrier! When I heal from my wounds, it's your time of death! Yes! ”

With his hand flipped, a large handful of pills were taken out and stuffed into his mouth, Fei Xuanxiong put away the spear on the ground, got up from the ground with a bone, staggered into the woods, and rushed away.

It's not that they don't want to suppress Yang Ning, but I don't know what method Yang Ning and they used to withstand their own lore move, and how much strength can be left now? And at present, he is inferior to ordinary mortals, even a low-level mortal cultivator can easily kill himself. If you want to suppress them, when your strength returns to its peak, you will have a chance at any time, and there is no need to risk your life for this now.

"Old thing! There's a kind of you don't go! ”

Seeing Fei Xuanxiong leave angrily, Yang Ning tore open his throat and scolded loudly.

"Uncle, don't call it. Even if the old man stays, we don't have much strength to beat him flat, and we can barely bite him to death. ”

Hearing Yang Ning's cruel words, the corners of the 'Golden Weasel's mouth twitched, and he said softly weakly.

Resisting Fei Xuanxiong's trick, the 'Golden Weasel' and Yang Ning also exhausted all their mana, and at this time, it was just an addiction to say cruel words.

"This old fellow is so cautious that he just ran away. Hum! ”

A trace of disappointment flashed in the depths of Yang Ning's eyes. That's right, the mana is all exhausted, and I have been injured a lot, and it is difficult to move it. But Yang Ning can use more than just the Flash Dragon Fist, and after fighting fiercely for so long, the Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire has not been used since then.

The power of the Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire was something that even the 'Hell Flame Lion' and other medium-sized holy beasts that were good at using flames were unwilling to touch. However, if the distance is long, the control of the Hybrid Element Spiritual Fire is a little slow, which can give a powerhouse like the Holy Rank plenty of time to dodge.

If Fei Xuanxiong dared to jump into the deep pit to suppress the two of them, such a short distance, and suddenly create a spiritual fire attack, then the final result would be the loss of another saint.

Fei Xuanxiong himself didn't expect that because of his prudence, he escaped a fatal catastrophe.

"Kim, how are you?"

Confirming that Fei Xuanxiong had moved away from this area, Yang Ning asked softly to the 'Golden Weasel Eater' worriedly.

"It's okay, I can't die yet. It's just a terrible pain. ”

'The Golden Weasel' replied weakly.

"Hahaha...... If you can't die, you can't do it! Uh, cough cough ......"

Hearing the slightly childish reply of the 'Golden Weasel', Yang Ning couldn't help laughing, but it was involved in the wound and coughed loudly in pain.

After frolicking for a few sentences, the two took out a large handful of pills, stuffed them into their mouths indiscriminately, and practiced them at the bottom of the deep pit. These were all scavenged back from the few demi-saints and saints they had killed, and they were not of low grade. The elixir entered the abdomen, and the strong spiritual energy filled the limbs and hundreds of remains, constantly repairing the injuries of the body.

Half a day passed, and two powerful breaths rose from the bottom of the deep pit, one of which had a strong demonic aura, and it was even stronger than the other. The 'Golden Weasel' was a blessing in disguise in this battle, and the energy group in the body that had not been fully refined before was stimulated by this battle, but it was all trained into its body, and it properly stepped into the peak of the half-step holy beast, and almost all of its injuries were healed, and now it is a little stronger than Yang Ning.

After refining the swallowed elixir, Yang Ning's sluggish aura was gone, and he no longer had the sick appearance he had before. However, the mana flowing in the body is countless times purer than the average peer, and if you want to recover to the peak, you need countless times the spiritual energy of the same level. After refining all the pills he looted, his strength was only restored to eighty percent.

"Grandma's, none of these veteran sages are fuel-efficient lamps, and they are really difficult to deal with, and they can't be ignored. It's already been seriously injured like that, and you can still make such a ruthless move. That unlucky Lu Weihan, if it weren't for my carelessness to sneak attack and devour his holy power, if he really fought each other, it would have taken a lot of effort to suppress him. ”

After breaking through to a half-step sage, Yang Ning had some blind confidence in his own strength, believing that he could suppress all first-level sages. But after the battle with Fei Xuanxiong, Yang Ning realized that he was a little arrogant.

Every monk who can successfully cultivate to the top of the world's ranks of the world's powerhouses and become a saint is bound to have its own merits, except for the hidden heavenly powerhouses.

That's right, after breaking through to a half-step sage, Yang Ning's overall strength is not weaker than that of an ordinary first-level sage, and even if the hole cards are exhausted, he can be suppressed. However, against some veteran sages, and those saints cultivated by the top or even super-first-class sects in the Loss Star Heaven Domain, Yang Ning, who was born in the wild path, relied on his own strength to explore and cultivate, and his foundation was slightly thin.

"Uncle, what should I do now? Do you want to keep tracking down the old man? ”

Not only has its strength recovered but also grown slightly, and the 'Golden Weasel Eater' is shining, looking eager to find Fei Xuanxiong to beat him for revenge.

"Hehe, that old fellow is very cautious, and now he doesn't know where to go. Isn't there another one we didn't look for him? ”

A cold glint flashed in Yang Ning's eyes, Lu Jinyuan was playing southern escape.