Song Ciwan swayed the sky with fire and rain, which can almost be called a big killing.

This kind of combat power stunned Xie Yunfeng and the others who were fighting strangely in front of them, and a thought invariably popped up from everyone's hearts: Oops, someone cut off the beard!

One of the warriors even burst out on the spot: "Damn, where did you come from?" ”

He roared out in anger and swung a knife in front of him, which happened to cut a hole in the strange pile in front of Xie Zhang.

Xie Zhang screamed at that time, and rushed out with a rolling belt.

More weirdness tugged behind him, and he screamed and stretched out a hand, shouting, "Daddy! Save me! ”

Xie Yunfeng was too busy to take care of himself, and threw out a swarthy ball in a hurry, and said on the side: "Zhang'er, quickly open the shield and help you open the way for your father with the Xuan Lei Bead!" ”

Bang!

The Xuan Thunder Bead flew into the air, but somehow, it happened to collide with a frisbee magic weapon played by a monk on the other side.

The two collided, and the Xuan Lei Bead instantly flew upside down, flying in the direction of Song Ciwan.

It flies extremely fast, and it can be called lightning fast.

In an instant, just hear a bang!

The Xuan Lei Bead exploded.

A cloud of thunder faintly flashing white in the darkness blasted down on Song Ciwan's head.

Xie Yunxiang in the rear suddenly exclaimed: "Brother Xindao! ”

He was anxious and angry, only then did he come back to his senses, and without hesitation at the moment, he hurriedly put the human skin mask that Song Ciwan threw at him on his face, and then pasted a magic talisman on himself, and then he ran forward and rushed straight towards Song Ciwan.

At this moment, the scales around Song Ciwan appeared.

A strong emotional qi mass was collected: [Human desire, the shock, anger, and worry of the immortal cultivators in the qi transformation period, three catties and two taels, can be sold. 】

Xie Yunxiang was still shouting in pain: "Brother Xin Dao! ”

Song Ciwan: ......

Thank you so much.

Between the lightning and flint, Xie Yunxiang saw that layers of thin white light suddenly appeared on the young man in the center of thunder.

These masks emerge and dissipate quickly.

But although they dissipate quickly, they can't stop their numbers.

Layer upon layer, layer upon layer, there is simply no end.

The martial artist in Xie Yunfeng's camp was stunned, and couldn't help but spit out at the moment: "Damn, what kind of turtle is this?" He ......"

Before the words fell, Song Ciwan suddenly took a step forward.

In fact, she only has a total of ten armor talismans on her, and ten armor talismans are endless.

But in this instant, the light of the armor talisman flickered one after another, and in terms of visual effect, it was very intimidating.

And the most important thing is that the master has made a move, and sometimes what needs to be fought for is often this moment.

So when six of the ten armor talismans were broken one after another, Song Ciwan stepped forward.

She is using the Wind Resisting Technique, and she is proficient in the Wind Resisting Technique.

The cultivation of the Wind Resisting Technique was not as easy as flying on the grass that did not enter the stream, but Song Ciwan relied on his excellent comprehension to raise it to the proficient level in a short period of time.

When she moved, it was as if a hurricane had been generated behind her.

The hurricane blew, and Song Ciwan was out of the thunder range in an instant.

She raised her hand and quickly pinched the trick, her fingers formed an afterimage in a moment, and a fire dragon as thick as a child's arm took shape in the palm of her fingers, and there was a wisp of heart sutra fire hidden in it.

Song Ciwanqing shouted: "Go!" ”

In an instant, the fire dragon raised its head and traveled through the distance, bringing a fiery ferocious aura and roaring forward.

Ang –

In a trance, there seems to be a dragon groaning.

Why is there a dragon yin, this is actually because Song Ciwan has personally seen the current situation of Xiao Hong, a dragon that is dozens of miles long, being cut by a thousand knives.

Don't look at Xiao Hong, who seemed to have no power to fight back under the dragon girl at that time, but in fact, he could incarnate as a dragon and survive for thousands of years, and the strength of the dragon body has long been beyond the understanding of the world.

Song Ciwan witnessed the grand occasion of dragon slaying at that time, and he was actually very impressed by it in his heart.

At this moment, she experienced the battle herself, and suddenly felt an inspiration, and the scene of the dragon soaring into the air seemed to turn into a special image, which had a strange resonance with the blazing magic she was casting at this moment.

At the moment of the dragon's time, the entire space seemed to have a moment of sluggishness.

More than a dozen low-level weirdos who were close to each other screamed in an instant, and then exploded, scattering into light smoke on the spot.

The monks in Xie Yunfeng's camp didn't have time to react, and Xie Yunfeng himself didn't have time to react.

He was originally in the late stage of qi refining, and his cultivation was a small realm higher than Song Ci's later, but when this fire dragon attacked, he only had one thought flashing in his heart: It's over......

It's really over, and he can't dodge this soul-grabbing blow.

When the fire dragon slammed into him, the robes on his body emitted bursts of light.

But the defensive ability of this robe was also like paper paste, and in an instant, the robe shattered, and Xie Yunfeng flew out upside down screaming.

The flames burned brightly on his body, and he knocked down dozens of weird as he flew upside down, and finally fell in front of Xie Zhang.

The scene was silent for a while, and even the gray wandering weirdos who only had simple instincts seemed to be frightened in some way.

In the rear, Xie Yunxiang was stunned again.

He just launched a sprint, and the "Xin Fu" Dao brother in front of him had already completed an amazing counterattack.

Song Ciwan received another emotional air mass: [Human desire, the surprise, joy, and worry of immortal cultivators in the qi transformation period, one catty and five taels, can be sold. 】

In fact, it was not only Xie Yunxiang who contributed his emotional qi, but also Xie Yunfeng, who was killed by her, his emotions were even more intense.

[Human desire, the shock, anger, and hatred of immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period, three catties and six taels, can be sold. 】

There were several other monks who witnessed the scene.

[Human desire, the shock, anger, and fear of the martial artist in the early stage of the congenital second turn of enlightenment, one catty and two taels, can be sold. 】

[Human desire, the shock, worry, and fear of the congenital martial artist, two catties and two taels, can be sold. 】

[Human desire, the surprise, worry, and joy of immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period, one catty and one tael, can be sold. 】

……

I don't know which one of Xie Yunfeng's camps is happy, in addition to being shocked and worried?

But hearing Xie Zhang's scream, Xie Yunfeng bumped into him, and stained part of the flames on his body.

Xie Zhang hugged Xie Yunfeng in pain and cried, "Dad! ”

Behind him, more weirdness surged up, and the weirders pressed Xie Zhang under him, and then pressed Xie Yunfeng even lower.

The low-level Gray You were weird and only instinctive, they instinctively learned to bully the weak and fear the hard, and instinctively followed the rules of the Eternal Pavilion, tirelessly continuing to try to assimilate Xie Zhang.

"You're damned, you're breaking the rules, you're damned......"

"You go and die, no, you don't have to die, you can be with us."

"Hee-hee-hee, let's go to eternity......"

More and more weirdness was pressed, and Xie Zhang, who fell below, gradually lost his voice, and the fire on Xie Yunfeng's body even lower dissipated, and he no longer moved.

In the world, looking at the rivers and mountains, the left-behind monks who witnessed this scene were speechless for a while.