No one thought that a wild cat lying on a huge black tree would turn into a behemoth, and no one thought that a monkey would pounce out of the water and carry thousands of water arrows.

Because no one thought of it, the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island naturally didn't think of it either.

Accompanying Luo Tian's attack came a tidal attack, and the entire combat power of Luo Tian's squad exploded in an instant.

Luo Tian's Heart-Cutting Sword Technique worked to the extreme, leaving sword marks on the leader under the ghostly shadow.

Su Feng's wind blade surrounded the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, preventing it from trying to retreat and attack again and again, and the powerful wind made the oolong stick seem to be as heavy as a mountain, and every swing wasted a lot of body.

Chilian's Spirit Tail Bone Dragon Whip flew up and down, expelling the guardians, Earth Walking Demon Dragons, and Black Winged Demon Dragons who wanted to get close around them from the battle circle, giving Luo Tian and Su Feng time to deal with the Demon Island Guardian Leader.

Of course, the most eye-catching are the black tiger who incarnates as a giant beast and Wukong who hangs above the water column on the surface of the lake.

The two Luo Tian's spirit pets can be said to have not fought for a long time, Wukong is fortunate to have been addicted to looting in the valley of the spirit vein, but the black tiger is not necessarily since the only thing with Luo Tian is to stay by Luo Tian's side, cultivate, sleep, re-cultivate, and continue to sleep, although this kind of life is what the black tiger longed for before, but for the war beast that is born to need to fight, it is too aggrieved.

If the spirit monkey's water arrows are blessed by the wood spirit, they are to disturb the entire battlefield and relieve the pressure for the monks to reverse the decline. Then, the black tiger that showed the body of a giant beast completely turned into a war machine, swooping left and right on the battlefield, waving its claws and biting, roaring and roaring, and even when the black winged demon dragon dived too low, he would jump up and pounce on the ground and be bitten and devoured, and the black tiger would suppress the guardian side of the battlefield with the power of a beast.

From Luo Tian's appearance to the reversal of the battlefield, it was just a stick of incense.

One qiē has changed, and the leader has been suppressed by joining forces. The Guardians, who had the advantage of land and air, were losing ground and air one after another, and although none of these seemingly natural warriors were defeated, the battlefield was gradually pressed into the forest.

Luo Tian's sword fell short and he didn't chase after him, and he turned around and dodged to the side, and Su Feng's wind blade immediately rushed up. The fierce phoenix energy offset the invisible wind of the illusion of the body of the oolong stick, and the momentum of the oolong stick swept a little. Luo Tian's second sword followed, and purple sword rays condensed and gushed out from the tip of the Xuanjian sword.

The purple sword was born from the purple cloud that Luo Tian had cultivated to the extreme, and with the power of the Heart-Cutting Sword Technique, even Su Feng on the side was discolored;

This is Luo Tian's most threatening sword against the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, and it is also the sword that has gained the most from the beginning of the offensive.

Monks never had a tradition of fighting alone against tough opponents.

The reason why most of those extraterrestrial murderous creatures have become treasures on the spiritual bills of human monks is because the monks can choose the right tactics or mechanisms at the right time and at the right time to calculate or gather around them.

In short, for monks who have become immortals and saints in order to pursue the secret of the Heavenly Dao. In order to get closer to this ultimate goal, everything can be used and everything can be utilized. There are only two kinds of things that you can control and what you can't control

Luo Tian, who succeeded in a sword, did not follow the rules of a monk who took advantage of your illness to kill you, but retreated backwards with Su Feng, and then hid behind the black umbrella held up by Su Feng.

Rumble!

A huge explosion came from the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, and a burst of flames rose into the sky and swept in all directions.

The monks, guardians of the Demon Island, and the demon dragons who were caught off guard around were instantly shrouded in it, and the dark light of the black umbrella in Su Feng's hand flashed, and an invisible barrier guarded the two behind the umbrella.

At the same time, a shroud of water shrouded from the edge of the lake, protecting the monk who had not yet been enveloped in the raging flames. Because of the chaos of the battlefield, many Demon Island guardians were also shrouded in the water cover.

These guardians of the Demon Island shrouded in water were undoubtedly tragic, and they were killed by the monks in an instant.

"Retreat!" Mu Ling's cold voice spread throughout the battlefield, and spread throughout the monks behind the water cover.

While she drank lightly, the water cover that Goku had summoned with her cooperation was already in danger under the flames. A large amount of water vapor rises from the water cover, and the water that forms the water cover is like boiling water, tumbling and bubbling. No monk thought that such a shield would stand up to the flames.

The wood spirit's light drink pointed them in the direction, and without the monk's hesitation, a stream of spiritual light appeared from the monk, and then rushed towards the lake as fast as he could.

On the shore of the lake in front of Mu Ling, a light shield and three thicker water shields were slowly closing, and this was the purpose of these living monks.

Bai Jingyu rushed to the first place, he didn't actually do his best in the fight just now, but he used sixty percent of his strength. For him who is thoughtful, this fight is no longer a life-and-death battle of whether he can survive or not.

From the beginning, Bai Jingyu never thought of dying here, and the reason why he hadn't left was just to see if he could get benefits. The sudden appearance of the black tiger just now shocked him and made him very excited.

Bai Jingyu has always wanted to subdue a war pet in the Black Cloud Quicksand Domain, but he has never had a chance since entering the valley.

And the Black Tiger's powerful stance was obviously very suitable, and the formation he cultivated would multiply his combat power. However, he soon discovers that the Black Tiger's fury is not something he can control. And it seems that the black tiger is Luo Tian's war pet, and he has already realized that Luo Tian is strong, and he will not do some stupid actions for the time being, not to mention that his mind seems to have been discovered by Qi Rumo.

Now, see Wukong, who is shining with golden hair next to Mu Ling.

Bai Jingyu's eyes lit up again, and then the haze went down.

Mu Ling is Luo Tian's companion, and naturally this spirit monkey also has something to do with Luo Tian. Although it may not be Luo Tian's spiritual pet, it is not wise for him to tear his face and snatch it now.

"Why is everything related to him, why is it that Bai Jingyu buried the haze in his eyes, he had already hidden behind the light mask, and he showed the happiness of the rest of his life like other monks, but his eyes were scolding in his heart when he looked at Luo Tian, who was engulfed by flames.

The spirit monkey looked up at Mu Ling in a little panic, and the wood spirit with a chuckling face patted Wukong's little brain and said softly: "Don't worry, it'll be fine! ”

creak

It seems that there is no fruit to eat, and it is stimulated that Wukong, who is dressed in golden hair because of the spell, screams urgently a few times, only to see a drop of water condensed in his furry paws. Swept away, an invisible wave swept out in all directions, and then the outer one, the widest of the water covers, was suddenly collapsed by its flickering arrangement.

The raging flames seemed to have finally found an outlet, and a stream of fire dragons swept in and swallowed up a qiē in the blink of an eye.

The moment the last monk rushed into the mask, the mask closed as well. The Flame Dragon also slammed into the outer three layers of water cover, and in an instant, the first water cover vaporized and disappeared, the second water cover was only to resist the three breaths, and the third water cover was enough to resist a cup of tea before it collapsed and dissipated.

The light shield became the last barrier for the guardian monks, and the monks saw that the flames were so violent and fierce, their faces were pale and their hearts trembled, and the water shield that looked so solid was broken one after another, how could the extremely guardian spirit shield on their bodies be able to resist it.

When they saw that the light shield had blocked the flames and not collapsed, the monks naturally regarded the light mask as a last straw. When the first monk rushed to the light to input his spiritual power, the monks all suddenly woke up and rushed over to do the same thing without thinking.

Bai Jingyu was also one of them, and at first he didn't care about the frenzy of the flames, but when he realized the strength of the flames, he knew that once he lost the barrier, he would be consumed by the flames.

Lives are threatened, and everyone's instinctive reaction is to grasp the last straw.

Bai Jingyu will naturally not be an exception, who doesn't want to live?

The surge of a large amount of spiritual power made the brightness of the light mask reach an unprecedented level, and the dark red flame mixed with black smoke also disappeared behind the light mask. Not really disappearing, but because the mask is too bright to be seen through the mask.

The blinding brightness was so bright that the monks had to close their eyes and enter their spiritual power, followed by a short but long wait.

No one knows how long it has been, or if the flames behind the mask have receded.

Time seemed to freeze, and a strange thought floated in the hearts of the cultivators. It is as if this moment is eternity, and everything stops at this moment.

Syllable!

Suddenly, a monk suddenly noticed a soft sound from the light shield in front of him.

The sound was crisp like the sound of porcelain cracking, and then he looked up in amazement to see that the light shield touched by his palm had somehow turned into a delicate hard shell of jade porcelain.

Of course, this porcelain-like hard shell was not what attracted him.

What attracted his gaze was the crack that appeared on this layer of jade porcelain, and the crack was in the gap between his outstretched palms. It really looks like a crack on porcelain, but unlike the cracks on porcelain, the cobweb-like crack on jade porcelain is spreading at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Click

The sound of the porcelain cracking rang through the ears of all the monks, and when the crack spread to the hands of all the monks in unison, they retracted their palms as if they were electrocuted, and then watched blankly as the entire mask turned into a cracked porcelain vase.

And the monks in the light mask are like the contents of this porcelain vase that is about to crack, and they will also turn into green smoke with the flames the moment the porcelain vase cracks

For a moment, all the monks thought of an introduction to the survival rate of hunting.

A narrow escape?

Ten deaths and no life, right?

At this moment, they couldn't imagine how the three demons survived the hunt

Life is sometimes more wonderful, and at this moment of life and death, the monks still have the heart to think about this question.

Syllable!

After all, the jade porcelain began to crumble, and the desperate monk closed his eyes with a pale face, and the monk who still wanted to struggle summoned the only remaining spiritual power in his body to form a thin spiritual cover.

The jade porcelain fragments shattered and fell from the sky, because they themselves were transformed by spiritual power, and in the process of falling, they began to emit light and decompose, and a large amount of light rain also blocked the sight of most monks.

The scorching stench filled the nasal passages with a wave of billowing heat, and the monks knew that the flames were finally coming.

However, the moment of waiting did not add to the pain of the burning flames

When the light rain was over, the monks finally saw what was outside the light, and it was still black, with occasional red stars twinkling. Bounded by the light mask, this side of the monks is still green and verdant. And beyond the light mask, there was already a terrifying picture of the end of the world.

A line away, heaven and hell