"Hahaha! In front of the Great Dao, everything is an ant!" Seeing that the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant Stage was about to be reduced to pieces under the sharp teeth of the nameless beast, Xiao Chuan couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

Who knew that when the nine tiger heads of this nameless beast bit Zhu Danqing's body in various parts of his body, they tore apart violently, but the expected scene of severed limbs and blood splashing did not appear, Zhu Danqing's flesh was torn apart and only turned into a lifelike portrait, which burned with the wind, and the green smoke quickly turned into ashes.

"What!" Such a change made Xiao Chuan exclaim in surprise, and he hurriedly released his divine sense to search for the traces of the Yuanying Great Monk.

It's a pity that Xiao Chuan was still half a step slower after all, he had just locked Zhu Danqing's breath, and before he could urge the nameless evil beast to pounce again, the painting saint Zhu Danqing had already come to the front, and the Qiankun Zhu pen in his hand flicked forward, and an ink mark turned into a war spear and poked straight at Xiao Chuan's chest.

"Not good!" Xiao Chuan couldn't help but let out a cold sweat, subconsciously raised the heaven and earth thunder drum to protect the vital point, and hurriedly urged the aura to rush back.

But the aura quality of the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant Stage is a hundred times more condensed than that of the Jindan Monk, and the power of the spell is not the same, Zhu Danqing's casual shot actually blocked the Heaven and Earth Thunder Drum in Xiao Chuan's hand, and fell unstoppably.

At this time, Xiao Chuan couldn't dodge it anymore, but fortunately, this ink gun was blocked by the thunder drum of heaven and earth, and he just avoided the vital point in his chest, and he was stabbed in the left shoulder.

At the beginning, the ink gun was resisted by Xiao Chuan's automatic induction of the Xuanjia, and he couldn't go in for another half a minute, but when Zhu Danqing shouted "break" in his mouth, the light yellow light mask circulating on the surface of Xiao Chuan's body shattered, and for a while, blood sprayed like a note, and the ink gun pierced his shoulders from front to back.

Under the severe pain, Xiao Chuan screamed, his face became more and more distorted and hideous, and he raised the mine mallet in his right hand and slammed it into the war spear that pierced his shoulder.

Who knew that after this ink gun pierced Xiao Chuan's shoulder, it suddenly turned into a soft rope and entangled Xiao Chuan's pipa bone, Xiao Chuan's mallet not only did not break the ink gun, but instead affected the shoulder wound, and the flesh and blood flew for a while, which was miserable.

"Zhang Xiaochuan! Is this the capital that you are so arrogant and arrogant? It's a pity that this shot didn't kill you, and your body is really strong! Your grandmother is a bear, and you will definitely pay the price for wasting a stand-in rune for me!" Zhu Danqing, the painting saint, blew the three strands of yellow mustache on his face, shouted angrily, and violently waved the Qiankun red pen in his hand, viciously pulling the wound on Xiaochuan's shoulder.

"Hmph!" Xiao Chuan endured the severe pain, but let out an inaudible muffled snort deep in his throat, and sneered: "Mole ant! the pain you inflict on the deity's body will only make the deity even happier to see you become the food of my avenue!"

Hearing this, Zhu Danqing became more and more annoyed, and shouted hysterically: "You guy who doesn't know whether to live or die! When you are dying, you dare to speak wildly! Now your life is in the hands of the deity, and the deity will make you scattered, and then take your natal golden pill back to the island to receive a heavy reward!"

As he spoke, Zhu Danqing's Qiankun Zhu pen flew out in succession, and every sketch turned into weapons such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, etc., falling towards Xiaochuan like raindrops, vowing to break Xiaochuan's corpse into thousands of pieces.

This is also the strength that Xiaochuan showed just now is too amazing, with the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, not only forced Zhu Danqing to practice hard for thousands of years, and used the essence blood to sketch the life-saving magic weapon stand-in rune every day, but also forcibly took an ink gun from his body, but he only injured the flesh and skin.

So although Zhu Danqing didn't say it, he already had cowardice in his heart, for fear that there would be more incidents in the long dream, if this Jindan monk who was quite capable had any tricks, he didn't have a second stand-in rune to save his life, so he decided to kill Xiaochuan first to prevent future troubles.

Who knew that in the face of countless weapons that were overwhelmingly coming, Xiao Chuan, who was trapped by the chains on his shoulders, raised his head and laughed without fear: "Ants are ants! There are ants in front of the avenue! Even if you survive, you are still an ant!"

"Bold boy, when you are dying, you will still speak wildly, and do this senseless battle of words! Wait for your reincarnation and then repent!" was continuously and unscrupulously insulted by Brother Jindan, this painting Saint Zhu Danqing also lost a little of the demeanor of a great monk, and also blew his beard and glared angrily.

But at this moment, a small cloud of purple-black smoke suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Chuan, spreading and quickly turning into the nameless evil beast with nine heads and six wings.

"What? this! What kind of monster is this?!" Zhu Danqing took a few steps backwards in the clouds with a dead face, muttering involuntarily to himself.

"Mole ants, I don't even know the Supreme Dao, what kind of immortal are you cultivating! Come on, hand over your Yuan Infant to me!" Xiao Chuan's whole body was covered with blood spurting from his shoulders, but he waved his hand indifferently, urging the nameless evil beast to pounce on Zhu Danqing.

This Zhu Danqing is a cultivator who has entered the Dao with Danqing, although the power of the Dao of Danqing cannot be compared with the Supreme Dao, but it is also one of the three thousand avenues, naturally knowing the power of the Dao, regardless of the influence of the level of cultivation, the power of the spell of the cultivator who has comprehended the Dao is definitely better than that of the cultivator who has not yet comprehended the Dao, and the probability of breaking through the bottleneck is much greater.

However, except for the fact that he began to comprehend the Great Dao under the guidance of his master from the beginning of his cultivation, the chance that a cultivator would be able to comprehend the Great Dao on his own was very small, and he generally had to advance to the stage of transformation before he could comprehend it slightly, so this Zhu Danqing insisted that Xiao Chuan was bluffing, and sneered with disdain: "Doll! You only know such a few passable insect carving skills, and you dare to call the Supreme Dao, it's really shameless! Let the deity tell you what the real Dao is!"

As he spoke, the Yuanying Great Monk raised the Qiankun Zhu Pen in his hand, and swayed it dazzlingly in the void.

Seeing that the great monk of Yuanying had such a means, Xiao Chuan couldn't help but secretly admire: "I didn't expect that this Humpty Dumpty only has the cultivation of the early stage of Yuanying, but his comprehension of the way of Danqing has already been deeply understood, I don't know if the little pig will improve his cultivation a little if he swallows his Yuanying!"