Chapter 787: The Yellow Sparrow is behind
Yuan Infant Monks, in groups of two and two, a total of three groups of people scuffled on the Sand Sea.
Because one of the Yuan Babies has fallen, everyone else is playing separately, and no one has shown their hole cards.
After all, the white-bearded old man has eight hundred years of seniority, and his magic weapons are all superior, and with the help of someone, the momentum gradually overwhelms the other two groups.
"That's it, it's not worth fighting to the death for a salamander, this opportunity will be given to you, let's go!"
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One group of monks knew that it was difficult to retreat, and the remaining two groups of monks were estimated to be more bloody, and neither of them was convinced, and gradually, the battle became more and more intense, and both sides fell into a crazy battle to the death.
Each of the four sacrificed the strongest magic weapon, mobilized all the spiritual power, and launched the final blow!
"Boom Boom Boom ......"
Magic weapons collide with magic weapons, and spiritual power and spiritual power collide.
With a thunderous move, the white-bearded old man instantly turned the situation around, splitting the other two monks from the air.
"Hmph, two things that don't measure their own strength, and my Venerable Treasure spelling weapon, do you have this strength?" The white-bearded old man and the other infant monk, each with a palm of spiritual power, walked towards the other two monks.
Kill, overlook!
"Fellow Daoists, slow down! Everyone competes fairly, we lost this salamander and let you go, why rush to kill everything? The loser clutched his chest, and it was difficult to even get up.
"Humph! You caused me to lose three high-quality magic weapons, such a huge loss, how can I not kill you to recover your blood? β
"There are rules in Jiuyangmen, monks are not allowed to fight among themselves! If you dare to kill us, my Sect Elder will not let you go!" β
"The vast sea of sand, dead and dead, who knows? Without further ado, suffer deathβ"
Just as the white-bearded old man was about to kill him, suddenly the sea of sand trembled, and then a wave of earth vapor evaporated!
"Puff puff ......"
"Twitter......"
Countless giant pythons and red snakes broke out of the ground!
Among them, on top of the six giant pythons, there were six black-robed demon cultivators, half of each of the first and second orders.
"Fence them up!"
A swarm of snakes surged, and in a matter of moments they surrounded several monks.
"We're in an ambush!" The white-bearded old man had a foresight, and immediately made a decision, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fled to the sky in the form of spiritual light.
"Whew!" The demon king raised his hand and intercepted a red light horizontally, forcing the white-bearded old man back from the air, "Since you have fallen into the trap, you will be the prey honestly, why die and struggle?" β
"A few fellow Daoists, hurry up and form a magic formation with me, we will work together to break through, and there will still be a glimmer of life!" The white-bearded old man shouted.
Their spiritual power has long been exhausted in the battle, and it is difficult to stand firmly, how to break through?
"Alright, fight quickly, beware of their broken babies." The demon king waved his hand slightly, and thousands of red-scaled snakes, baring their fangs, pounced towards the four monks.
The faces of the four were like ashes.
"I shouldn't have thought that my Venerable Master had been cultivating for more than 800 years, but today I collapsed because of a salamander, sad, sadββ"
"Hahaha...... As the saying goes, people are good at their words, and this lesson will probably be remembered for a lifetime! There was a loud laugh from the clouds.
All the cultivators were overjoyed, and the white-bearded old man shouted excitedly: "I don't know which senior is passing by, please hurry up and help, hurry up and save your life!" β
Yan Yunting and the three of them sailed down the clouds.
"It's you!" The Yuanying Monk who had been with Yan Yunting for a short time exclaimed in surprise.
Yan Yunting smiled: "Fellow Daoist, I have long warned you not to lose a big one because of a small one, but you just don't listen, it's difficult now, right?" β
The Yuanying monk knelt on the ground and begged: "Fellow Daoist...... Oh no, seniors, the younger generations had no eyes, and I ask the seniors to save our lives for the sake of fellow monks! β
"If we didn't plan to save each other, we would have left a long time ago, and we should form a formation to protect ourselves, so as not to accidentally injure you if the sword qi is too strong." Yan Yunting commanded.
The cultivator enchantment stepped aside.
Li Huai'an II pointed out the sword, eight hundred in the realm, outside. A large sword circle was drawn, and the demon cultivators and the red-scaled snake were surrounded by it.
"The sword in the world has never drunk demon blood, let me open it tonight."
He Jingyun flicked the knife out of the sheath, and a lonely light mixed with murderous aura, "Choke! "The sword is like a full moon, and the air blade is vertical and horizontal!
"Bang bang ......" Wherever the qi blade passed, the snake python was shattered into blood foam.
"Not good! They are either primordial gods or immortals! Retreat! β
The demon cultivator python burrowed into the sand and wanted to escape!
Yan Yunting waved his hand, conjured ten earth-shaking talismans, sent them into the sand, and heard ten dull loud sounds, the ground quickly collapsed downward, and in a moment, the sand and rocks flew away, and a big pit ten miles long and thirty zhang deep collapsed!
The six demon cultivators who escaped were exposed.
He Jingyun rushed into the sand pit with a knife, and slashed out five times in a row, "Boom ......", and the knife cut off the demon's head! There was only one first-order demon cultivator left, and he was so frightened that he was at a loss.
Li Huai'an used the flying sword as a cage and temporarily trapped the demon cultivator in it.
Yan Yunting said to the monks: "I don't want anyone else to know about the demon killing tonight, do you know what I mean?" β
Several monks nodded yes one after another.
"Although you may turn a deaf ear to these words, I still want to educate that people are not animals, and they should not eat each other's kind and kill each other."
"The predecessors taught tonight, and we must engrave it in our hearts as a wise saying, think about it day and night, and read it night and night!"
"Shoot my horses less, get out!"
"Thank you seniors for getting out!"
The cultivators nodded and retreated.
Yan Yunting jumped into the pit, grabbed the five demon cultivators who had died in his palm with one move, and walked to the sword cage with a playful move.
The captured demon cultivator shrank in the corner of the cage, his face like dead ashes.
"You don't have to be afraid, if we were to kill you, you would have turned into a corpse with them a long time ago," Yan Yunting squatted in front of the sword cage and hooked his chin at the demon cultivator: "Your luck is very good, I want to give you a chance to live, and make another deal, are you willing?" β
Who wouldn't want to live?
The demon cultivator nodded again and again, "If you immortal leaders can let me live, I will voluntarily donate my essence blood to be a cow and a horse for you!" β
"Hey, this guy is still very good." Yan Yunting waved his hand slightly, and Li Huaian took away the sword cage.
The demon cultivator also took the initiative, with a little eyebrows, turned into a drop of essence blood, bowed his head, and offered it with both hands.
Li Huai'an took away the essence blood.
"So it seems that you are a demon cultivator of the Red Scale Clan?" Yan Yunting asked.
The demon cultivator nodded yes.
"The Red Scale Clan is the biggest demon clan in this sand sea?" Yan Yunting asked again.
The demon cultivator said: "Nearly 80,000 li yes, but if it is after 80,000 li, it will be a scorpion clan." β
"The Scorpion Clan is a Demon Scorpion Clan?"
"No, Scorpio is a distant relative of the Demon Scorpion......"
"How strong is the Scorpion Clan?"
"The Great Demon King with the peak of the third order can be said to be the strongest in the sand sea."
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