Lin Mo and the others had a basis for advancing and retreating, and the spells they cast were born next to each other, separated from each other, and one person moved and five people moved, as if they were one. The five immortal swords greedily absorbed the aura of the immortal mountain, turning into a sky full of swords, pointing directly at the key points of the nine infants.

The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and the nine babies flashed and moved, advancing and retreating quickly, and there was enough spare strength under the siege of the group cultivators, and there was no magic weapon to meet them after a long time of fierce fighting!

It was bathed in black mist, and withstood thousands of swords and slashes with the incorruptible body of King Kong, and his posture was still chic, as if he was not suppressed by the Fanghu Immortal Mountain.

The more the group cultivators fought, the more frightened they became, but the more they aroused the idea of killing this fang, if they let the nine babies jump into the world, I don't know how many Cangli will suffer.

Everyone has a tacit understanding in their hearts, those who are agile with sword intent sweep the air and fetters, those who are quiet defend from the side, and those who are fierce are forging ahead and attacking. The momentum of the group fight is ingenious and treacherous, and it is unparalleled, and it has not been defeated for a while.

Qing Ming stepped into the sky, pinched his fingerprints, and his slender palm slashed, and the top of Fanghu Mountain was shaken instantly.

The aura in the sky was inspired by the immortal arts, and it surged into the battle circle briskly and neatly, and a little spiritual crystal was attached to the six pure bamboos of the green and secluded sky.

The crystal shadow flowed, the dome was pulled by strange air, the gloomy sky revealed a little blue, and the brilliant sky light was faintly visible.

Jiu Ying was extremely impatient, and said to himself: "Ignorant human race, the idea is too naïve, how can Fang Hushan really suppress this seat?"

The iron chain broke through the air, like a flying dragon swimming, rolling and dancing in the battle circle. The chain shadows flickered horizontally and vertically, flickering and winding, killing moves emerged one after another, and the sword rays that attacked and killed were completely difficult to get close to.

Suddenly, I saw the chain shadow stretching violently, the nine babies made a gesture to pounce, Lin Mo and the others looked at each other in shock, and the figure retreated.

Huaxi moved like a butterfly piercing flowers, and the lotus feet dropped the pine needles, and then jumped up, wanting to reattack. And when he raised his eyes, he saw that the iron chain broke through the air and pursued, without any clever changes, like a fierce water, pouring thousands of miles, stabbing straight into the dantian.

Huaxi didn't have any respite, and the terrifying killing intent invaded her body in an instant, and she froze in place in a daze, and there was no longer the slightest strength to dodge.

At that moment, the green body swept the sky, and suddenly let out a loud and clear sound.

The whistling sound was like a phoenix, the heaven and the earth were low, and the six pure bamboos with the majesty of looking down on all living beings dragged the green mangs towards the head of the nine infants.

The wind howled, and the aura of killing in the cold pressed down, and the entire void suddenly tightened, and the fighter suddenly felt his body stagnate.

Jiuying didn't seem to expect that Qing Ming's attack was so amazing, and he didn't dare to insist on killing Huaxi immediately. The end of the chain flickered, swept across the waist and ribs of Huaxi, and then wrapped the chain around six clean bamboos.

Huaxi's hanging sword was slightly blocked, and the explosion sounded suddenly, and the fairy sword broke in response. The black mist approached, and a shadow was knocked into the dense forest with a string of blood, and life and death were unknown.

The six pure bamboos are extremely domineering, and where the nine babies are standing, the grass, trees, bamboos and stones are all crushed into crumbs. Jiu Ying tried his best to support it, and the black mist supported the iron chain straight to the sky, and the end of the chain was firmly wrapped around the bamboo cane.

The clear blue sky sank, and the black mist surged up, weaving into an eerie sky.

Qing Ming lightly opened his teeth, the sound of the incantation was like a whisper, and the aura that lingered around the six pure bamboos suddenly boiled, and the runes on the bamboo body spurted down one after another.

Jiuying secretly complained, he didn't disdain to urge the magic weapon, but the magic weapon was still completed for the sacrifice, and it was useless. At the beginning, the rope chain that intercepted this iron refining from the ancient well was better than nothing, and now it is against the six pure bamboos of the Hongmeng Holy Treasure and the like, and the disadvantages are immediately highlighted.

The Qing Ying Battle Divine Soldier was tough and hard, and the oppressive force of the six pure bamboos became stronger and stronger. "Click!" There was a series of explosions, and the chain could no longer hold on, announcing that it was broken inch by inch.

Jiu Ying was still smiling, waving his claws together, the black mist surging, and he wanted to reforge the rope with mana to continue the fight.

The six pure bamboos trembled and violently spat out a golden thunderball.

The thunderball turned over and pressed down, and rolled into the black mist in a hurry, and the Nine Babies suddenly felt like they had been hit hard, their breath was wilted, and they said angrily: "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

Seeing this, the group cultivators beat the water dog, raised the fairy sword together, and slaughtered wildly. The six pure bamboos also fell, crushing the nine babies into a mess of meat puree.

Golden arcs of lightning crackled and exploded among the corpses of the nine infants, and a thick black mist drifted through the mountains.

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Although Huaxi was not in danger of his life, his injuries were quite serious, and Lin Mo put him in the Sumeru ring to heal his injuries.

This ring is half a mustard seed, which can be divided into multiple spaces to store aura, and has a variety of functions such as storage rings, storage bottles and spirit animal bracelets.

The corpses of the Nine Infant Beasts were spread on the ground silently, only a wisp of black gas lingered in the meantime, lasting for a long time.

Lin Mo gritted his teeth, and when he picked up the immortal sword and was about to make up for a few more swords, there was a change in Fanghu Immortal Mountain.

The immortal mountain shook slightly, wisps of earth qi spread on the top of the mountain, and the voice of the Nine Infant Beasts sounded again: "Yes, yes, your strength is outstanding, but this seat is unexpected." ”

The black mud suddenly got up, still steaming with black gas, flipping and floating in mid-air like a piece of rag.

Qing Ming watched coldly, looked around at the group and cultivated: "The rumors are true, although the nine infant beasts have no immortal bodies, but the nine heads have nine lives. ”

Jiuying smiled: "Hehe, although there are many pretentious people, the ones who can really kill this seat have not yet been born." If the fairy knows the times, why don't you promise to be invited?"

Qing Ming said lightly: "Don't be ashamed, what about the person who suppressed Your Excellency in the first place?"

Jiu Ying was stunned for a moment, and laughed at himself: "People have stumbled, horses and hoofs, if that person can kill this seat, how can he meet the fairy now?" said with a triumphant smile.

Qing Ming sneered: "Your Excellency's ability to comfort yourself is a must. ”

Jiuying disagreed: "The weak eat the strong, they have their own ancient teachings, and a temporary victory or defeat is not enough to judge success or failure." ”

Qing Ming frowned and sneered: "Gossip is less, the master of this peak does not lack the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and you can taste it again." ”

Jiuying was silent for a while, and said bluntly: "How many more?"

Qing Ming was dazed when he heard this, this monster can't be deduced by common sense, the problem is so strange! ”

Jiuying was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "The difference between good and evil is only in one thought, evil can be turned into good, good can also be turned into evil, people in the world respect Fanghu Mountain as a fairy mountain, this seat will let you wait to see its style today." ”

The black mud suddenly dispersed, and in an instant it gathered again into a nine-headed monster, nine heads writhing and the sound of noisy, harsh and obscure incantations echoing on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the clouds were thick, the wind was howling, and Fanghu Mountain was suddenly replaced by a different scene.

The blue sky dimmed, the rich aura dried up, the grass, trees, mountains and rocks were covered with a strange layer of dead gray, and the fierce water was raging, and the mountains were full of devastation. Qing Ming was stunned, and couldn't guess what this monster wanted.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the deepest part of the earth, the sound was urgent, the sound was approaching, it seemed that something unknown was responding to the call of the Nine Infants.

Jiuying laughed wildly: "This mountain has been with this seat for thousands of years, this is her true face!"

Furious Evil!

The evil qi deposited in Fanghu Immortal Mountain seemed to be even worse than the spiritual energy.

Jiuying turned his head and tail and bathed in the evil qi, and his cultivation breath was rising steadily, not to mention how arrogant he was.

Everyone changed color together, and with the current cultivation of the Nine Infants, I am afraid that the Qing Ming is difficult to shake.

The knuckles of the green shadow turned white, and he firmly held the six pure bamboos in his hands, and the mighty mana in his body surged into the bamboo, and the emerald green brilliance became brilliant again, and countless cyan runes flowed around the bamboo body.

The Nine Infant Beasts snorted coldly, and shrank their heads high to gather strength in order to deliver a full blow.

Lin Mo and the others gathered their eyes behind Qing Ming, and channeled mana into Qing Ming's body in the air. Killing oneself to become benevolent and sacrificing one's life for righteousness, even if it is really difficult to escape this catastrophe, the group cultivators will be desperate.

The Nine Babies let out a roar that shook the sky, and the nine heads stretched out the black glow, holding countless ice picks, sparks, fire spears, and water arrows overwhelmingly attacked.

The void trembled, a piercing scream took the breath, and a hurricane swept across the mountaintops in an instant.

Qing Ming gritted his teeth and let go of the six pure bamboos that were eager to try, and the cyan runes broke free from the restraints, and the green bamboos were like a dragon out of the water, swallowing the rainbow and rushing forward.

The black glow and the blue glow bit together again.

The sky is like a splendid and colorful imperial garden, the flowers of ice cream flickering, the flowers of fire candles blooming, the runes fluttering in the sky, the bamboo shadows swaying, the emerald cross-current, the scene is gorgeous and heroic.

The frantic air currents rushed through the mountains, and the helpless creatures trembled, and the whole space was filled with desolation.

The black glow and green mangs were fighting each other, and suddenly a golden shadow appeared, and six or seven brilliant Nine Heavens Divine Thunder rolled down rapidly.

Jiuying's expression was slightly suffocated, and then he said resolutely: "Let's see how powerful the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is." ”

Nine heads suddenly erupted nine black fires, forming a dense black net towards the divine thunder cover, the surface of the divine thunder golden arc and silver filaments beating, touching it, the black fire continued to wrap the thunderball into it.

Qing Ming hurriedly pinched the magic seal to summon the divine thunder, but suddenly lost his senses.

Jiu Ying put away the thunderball in the sky, and said with a cruel smile: "What other means can be used!"

Qing Ming was too lazy to talk, but smiled mysteriously, this smile was full of deep meaning, and couldn't help but make Jiu Ying a little suspicious.

Suddenly, a thunderball burst out, and a blue, hair-thin arc shot out, hitting a certain head of Jiuying with lightning speed.

"Thunder Dao!" As soon as Jiu Ying exclaimed, he heard a swishing sound, and his body instantly blackened, and he was knocked to the ground uncontrollably.

It was too late, but it was too fast, and three heads saw the situation earlier, struggled to break free, gathered into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared like sparks into the fierce water.

Qing Ming couldn't catch up, and was secretly annoyed.

Lin Mo sighed: "The fierce water is raging and the waves are huge, and I am afraid that the hidden treasure of the Nine Babies will be difficult to find anymore." ”

Qing Ming also sighed: "You can't kill the nine heads with one blow, the nine babies will always come back." ”

Lin Mo looked at Xianshan and said hatefully: "Although Xianshan is here, it's a pity that it has been refined into a magic weapon by the Nine Infants and Semi-Infants, it's really a tyrannical thing!"

Qing Ming said with a smile: "The immortal mountain breeds the qi of the pure spirit, which could have washed away the evil aura, but the depths of this mountain are full of evil spirits, and it has already been called the immortal mountain in vain," the group cultivators sighed when they heard this.

The remains of the nine babies were all turned to ashes, and they disappeared into the air with the wind.