Xiao Chuan smashed the huge head of a gold-armored warrior in front of him with a punch, and raised the gold-backed mountain opener in his other hand with a cold light and waved it backwards, just cutting off the other gold-armored warrior at the waist, and the kung fu of twisting his body was comparable to dodging an iron hammer, and with the strength of jumping up, he flew up and kicked the jaw of another gold-armored warrior, surrounded by the gold-armored warrior, Xiaochuan walked on the edge of the blade, and eliminated the gold-armored warrior in various incredible ways.

And the nine-headed and six-winged tiger-headed beast is completely different from Xiao Chuan's lightness, relying on its unrivaled absolute strength, under the siege of the gold-armored samurai, it stands still, allowing the enemy's attacks to fall on its body like raindrops, just shaking the nine tiger heads at a seemingly unhurried, but actually extremely stable and high-speed frequency, biting down and devouring the head of each golden-armored warrior that swooped down with extraordinary precision.

Although these gold-armored warriors were born from the very superficial Danqing Dao of the Yuanying Great Monk, they were in vain and did not have strong strength, and they were not the opponents of Xiao Chuan and the Nameless Evil Beast at all, but they were extremely numerous and replenished very quickly, every time Xiao Chuan and the Nameless Evil Beast had just cleaned up all the golden armor warriors around them, and immediately more warriors came like a tide, endlessly.

After a long time, Xiao Chuan suddenly felt his thoughts churning in the sea of knowledge, anger, greed, cold-bloodedness, tyranny, loneliness, mania, tyranny, impulsiveness, helplessness and other emotions almost at the same time.

However, in this way, Xiao Chuan was still inevitably affected by these chaotic emotions in the sea of knowledge, and could not maintain the same composure as before, so that his movements were slightly sluggish, and finally he was accidentally wrapped around his ankle by an iron rope whip, and then he was hit by more than a dozen weapons at the same time.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Xuanjia technique was born, and a light yellow light quickly circulated on the surface of Xiao Chuan's body, dangerously protecting the vital points of the whole body, but even so, in a hurry, the Xuanjia technique was not urged to the extreme, and after receiving more than a dozen heavy blows, Xiao Chuan still felt a burst of qi and blood boiling in his intestines, and finally his throat tightened and uncontrollably spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Chuan, who was in severe pain all over his body, became more and more uneasy, his eyes were full of blood, and his face involuntarily became more and more distorted and hideous, and he gritted his teeth and choked: "Damn! Dwarf Winter Melon, now that you inflict pain on my body, the deity will definitely return to your body a hundredfold!"

It wasn't until this moment that he saw this powerful and somewhat perverted Jindan monk injured and vomiting blood, and he showed a hint of joy on his face, but when he heard Xiaochuan's voice full of resentment and hatred, he suddenly felt an inexplicable coolness rise from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: "What's wrong with me? It's just a little Jindan mid-stage monk, how can it make me feel timid? Otherwise, I'll avoid it for the time being, and don't make any mistakes!"

However, this great monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, who had always been cautious, awakened a little late after all, and at the same time as Xiao Chuan shouted angrily, Zhu Danqing suddenly found that an invisible war spear appeared within the scope of his divine consciousness, and it was stabbing towards his sea of consciousness at high speed.

This Yuan Infant Great Cultivator had already suffered a secret loss under Xiao Chuan's Blood Soul Battle Spear before, and naturally knew the power of this strange divine consciousness attack secret method, so he hurriedly calmed down in panic, and withdrew his divine sense to stick to the sea of knowledge.

When he had just taken precautions, Xiao Chuan's Blood Soul War Spear had already come closer, and this war spear that should have been invisible seemed to be tangible under Zhu Danqing's divine sense, and a faint bloody aura and a touch of blood revealed its existence.

Xiao Chuan's blood soul war spear and Zhu Danqing's sea awareness barrier, under the almost same divine sense intensity, Xiao Chuan's battle spear secret method is undoubtedly sharper, but Zhu Danqing occupies the advantage of sticking to his own sea knowledge, and the collision between the two is silent but magnificent.

Xiao Chuan's blood soul war spear was strong and strong, and he attacked the enemy's sea of knowledge with an indomitable momentum, while Zhu Dan Qinggu thought that Xiao Chuan's secret method was extremely sharp, and he didn't dare to fight hard, but turned the divine sense of sticking to the sea of knowledge into a thread of souls, and chose the path of being soft and soft, and overcoming rigidity with softness.

When Xiao Chuan's blood soul war spear finally pierced Zhu Danqing's sea barrier, Zhu Danqing also used his divine sense to twist Xiao Chuan's blood soul war spear into pieces.

"Dwarf winter melon, eat me one more shot!" After failing to strike, Xiao Chuan's eyes were full of blood, and he became more and more crazy, desperate to cast the Blood Soul War Spear again.

This time, Xiao Chuan's Blood Soul Battle Spear expanded the hole that Zhu Danqing had pierced in the sea by three points, and the Painting Saint also concocted the same method to completely twist Xiao Chuan's Blood Soul War Spear into pieces before it could cause substantial damage to his own Zhihai, and the second encounter ended in a draw again.

"Dwarf winter melon!

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Although he was crushed by Zhu Danqing's spear at the last moment, Xiao Chuan still recklessly continued to use the blood soul spear, launching attacks on the enemy again and again.

"This kid goes crazy from time to time! His divine sense has clearly reached the point where the oil has run out, and he still uses such a high-level secret method like killing chickens and eggs, isn't he afraid that his soul will be dissipated and go crazy?"

Just as the two of them were engrossed in the confrontation of their divine senses, they had no time to pay attention to the situation around them, and almost forgot that there was a nameless beast with nine heads and six wings next to them.

At the beginning, Xiao Chuan could still sense the existence of the nameless evil beast to some extent, but as his divine sense was squandered, all kinds of chaotic emotions in the sea of consciousness became more and more overflowing, and he finally lost control of this nameless evil beast completely.

And Zhu Danqing did not dare to slack off in the face of the secret method of Xiaochuan's divine sense attack, and he did not dare to be distracted at all, and the speed of drawing the golden armor warrior with the Qiankun Zhu pen in his hand inevitably slowed down, so that there were fewer and fewer warriors around the nameless evil beast.

Finally, the nine-headed six-winged tiger-headed beast cleared the last golden-armored warrior, and turned its head to look at the two human cultivators.