The white moonlight slowly sprinkled down, and the purple qi gradually turned into a beast shape, rushing towards the white dragon with teeth and claws.

The white tiger swung its claws violently, and the verdant-colored storm swept in all directions, and the hazy mist suddenly dispersed, drifting to one place according to the wind.

A small leaf fluttered and fell, and the alien dryad rose from the ground, the purple mist turned into a thick armor outside the dryad's body, and the barbs on the thorn vine increased several times, and even the fist the size of a hill was full of countless barbs.

"Kill!"

Xiangyun Gong stood on top of Feiyun, looking down on the mountain battlefield, with a light wave of his palm, the dryad's movements were extremely fast, and he appeared on the side of the white tiger between breaths, and fell with a punch, and the white tiger fell weakly into the mountain forest like a broken kite, and hit dozens of tall ancient trees before it could stop.

The white dragon panicked, and swayed up with a long groan, and the thunder fell in nine days, enough to purify all the yin and evil existences, and the thunder slashed on the heavy armor, just like an embroidery needle falling on the dark iron plate, except for a crisp collision sound, there was nothing else.

"Bundle!"

Xiang Yungong changed his handprint, purple lines gradually rose under his eyes, eyebrows, and cheeks, and the tree demon leaned out of the vine man, tightly restrained the struggling white tiger, picked it up high, and fell heavily towards the hills, frantically devouring the life force of the beast king.

The situation was dangerous, and the white dragon was even more anxious, opening his mouth and spitting out a brilliant bead, and the nine-colored streamer was all over the void, infinite divine power, unfathomable.

Jia Ku really couldn't stand the dazzling continuous glow, and couldn't help tilting his head, Xiang Yungong stroked his palm, and several purple gases floated out of the sleeves of his robe, turning into a beast in the starlight of the sky, roaring and raising his sharp claws, and without waiting for the dragon ball to fall, he lifted the white dragon from Qiongxiao to the ground.

The earth shook, a few fallen leaves fell slowly, and were stirred into powder by the heavenly sword, Luoyang slowly opened his eyes, and the shoulders and the top of his head slowly formed a streamer, and suddenly dispersed in the night.

Luoyang raised his head to look at the starlight in the sky, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his heart moved, and the sword rode the wind and soared into the sky.

The thick and continuous cloud was cut in half by the sword light, Xiangyun Gong was shocked, patted his hand on the shoulder of Jia Ku, held a jade talisman, and retreated decisively, consistent with words and deeds, and carried out cautious and steady to the end.

As Xiangyun Gong was gone, the attack of the alien dryad became more aggressive.

The crimson python, which was a little smaller, rode the wind, looked around the battlefield, shook its snake tail, and knocked the beast around the white dragon away, without waiting to check the white dragon's injuries and was tightly entangled by thorns, extracting life power.

The white dragon opened his eyes with great effort, and with a soft groan, the dragon ball fell suddenly, and the aurora was dazzling, and before it could get close to the dryad, it was caught in a net woven by vines, and the layers of streamers gradually dimmed.

"Let's go!"

The skinny white tiger opened his eyes weakly, staring in the direction of the white dragon, his shiny hair exuding a dead aura, as if his life was short.

The white dragon shook his head reluctantly, urging spiritual power, frantically absorbing the surrounding aura and pouring it into the dragon ball, the nine-colored streamer became more and more brilliant, and the surface of the dragon ball appeared with subtle gaps, revealing a terrifying brilliance.

"Don't!"

The white tiger roared and absorbed spiritual power, and its shrunken body suddenly grew, and at this moment, a sword light slashed down in the air, smashing Fujiman and disappearing into nothingness.

The earth could not bear the weight of the beast king, so it shook lightly, and after a moment's breath, the white tiger struggled to stand firm, and two sword lights crossed the night sky, cutting off the vine man.

Luoyang slowly fell into the sky, holding the heavenly sword, staring at the alien tree demon in front of him, the sword rose, and the hazy fireworks wondered the deep forest.

The purple qi surged, the xenomorph dryad's body did not move, the pair of hideous red eyes looked at Luoyang, and countless vines rose into the air, and heavy fists full of barbs fell one after another.

"Set the storm!"

The Heavenly Sword moved lightly, and the fine streamers scattered into the void, and the vine man was burned into pitch-black ashes, and the heavy fist fell into the air, raising endless dust, and the tree fell to the ground and cracked, creating a bottomless gap out of thin air.

In this attack, defense, and two faces, the white tiger has recovered as before, shining with golden light all around him, opening his mouth and roaring, his voice is like thunder.

In the quiet jungle, there was a sudden movement, and hundreds of beasts within a radius of dozens of miles set off at the same time, moving neatly into the deep forest, looking for the location of Xiangyun Gong.

The tree fell and the stone flew, the alien dryad frantically moved forward, the heavy fist embedded in the ground was raised little by little, and the vine man staggered out of the ground, and the power was not weaker than that of thousands of horses and thousands of armies with drums and drums.

Luoyang stepped on the instantaneous step, and those remnants were pierced by Fujiman one after another.

The white tiger glanced at Luoyang, and at the same time moved, his claws were wrapped in Xunfeng, his slender and sturdy figure rose in the wind, and the wind barrier swirling around his body crushed the surrounding thorns, and countless fragments danced in the air, gradually being buried by dust.

The white dragon also struggled to get up, swallowed the cracked dragon ball into his mouth, grabbed the unconscious Da Mang, swayed up, escaped thousands of miles to settle the giant python and returned again, calling for wind and rain, accompanied by countless dazzling thunder, looking down on the mountains and forests.

Roar!

The alien dryad roared and smashed down the iron fist, Luoyang's footsteps paused slightly, the heavenly sword waved, the sword was traceless, the shadows were in pairs, and the light and dark sword light slashed back and forth, temporarily supporting the dryad's fist.

A few bolts of lightning pierced the void, thunder rolled, and the vine man who had not yet been able to vacate the ground was blasted into powder.

"Tenxun Flowing Wind!"

The white tiger took the opportunity to approach the alien dryad, and the wind around him swayed, the emerald tornadoes flowed one after another, the ancient trees hugged by several people, and the mountain rocks the size of carriages, all of which were rolled up high.

The earth shattered, the storm sliced through everything around it, and the xenomorph dryad stood peacefully in the storm, fog rising from the thick purple armor.

The white tiger roamed wildly in the storm, the tiger's eyes stared at the eyebrows of the alien dryad, roaring sharply, and the momentum was even worse, and hundreds of wind blades behind him, accompanied by the bright light that fell into the void in an instant, fell heavily on the center of the dryad's eyebrows.

At the same time, the shadow sword light could no longer withstand the power of the alien dryad, and shattered into a point of light.

Luoyang took a step back, the heavenly sword was hung on the wall, and the streamer was instantaneous, like the moonlight in the sky, which pierced the bark of the tree after the wind blade and electric light, and the Tibetan sword burst out, and the Qinglian Tibetan Sword burst into the air, blowing up the head of the alien dryad into powder.

The dryad's movements stagnated, and before one man and two beasts could breathe a sigh of relief, the purple mist surged, and the hard-hit dryad returned to its original appearance again, and dozens of dead yellow fallen leaves disappeared into the air.

The cyan barrier around the white tiger was easily cut by the dead leaves, and Luoyang stood in the air, the sword intent outside his body beating, and the dead leaves were annihilated before and after.

Roar Roar Roar ......

The attack was ineffective, and the xenomorph dryad continued to roar, and the storm in the mountains and forests gradually changed direction, pouring into the dryad's body back and forth, drawing several turquoise lines on the heavy purple armor.

The wind, which gradually returned to calm, became restless again, and Luoyang's figure was staggered by the strong wind.

The invisible wind blade fell like water, Luoyang pinched the sword finger in his hand, a thought of the flower bloomed, thousands of delicate green lotuses bloomed sonorously, and the sword hidden in the flower annihilated the wind blade.

The white tiger and the white dragon launched an attack at the same time, and when they dodged in the air, they dodged the blades of the aisle, and the dragon claws and tiger claws landed on the dryad's chest, grabbing a large area of purple mist.

Luoyang jumped into the air, urging the Heavenly Sword, and it was another sword firework, accurately slashing at the leaf that was guarded by layers of armor.

The alien dryad's weak wail was heard far away, and its figure gradually dissipated, and a few wisps of mist moved in the wind and merged into the white tiger's body.

The beast king's eyes were full of purple rhyme, and he raised his claws and grabbed the white dragon scales mercilessly.

The green lotus was in full bloom, and the white tiger was blown away by the bright sword light, and fell dexterously in the messy mountain forest, with his head down, staring at Luoyang.

Luoyang slowly descended from the clouds, looked at the beast king, secretly moved the wisdom sword, and looked for the traces of the purple mist.

One person and one beast, the two forces have no enmity in the past, if it is not necessary, Luoyang really doesn't want to do it with the beast king, everything in front of him originates from Xiangyun Gong, the beast king is not wrong, let alone die.

Since he hates the indiscriminate killing of the demon clan, how can he become a person who kills indiscriminately?

Luoyang considered the plan, the wind was blowing, the white tiger launched an offensive brazenly, the sharp claws grazed the clothes and fell into the air, a white tail continued to enlarge, and the whistling sound was like the explosion of Luofeng thunder.

Luoyang withdrew his sword finger, and the remnants left behind were pumped into aura and scattered in the air.

The two blows missed, and the beast king's momentum became even more violent, and the roar that shocked the mountains and forests was like thunder and thunder, and he waved his claws again.

Luoyang stepped on the instantaneous step to avoid the beast's claws, the sword pointed out, the wisdom sword spit out, the purple rhyme in the white tiger's eyes dispersed a little, opened his mouth, and the roar fell into Luoyang's ears but turned into a low pleading voice: "Terran, if you can't save me, kill me, protect my child, this body is the reward!"

Luo Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to say that the beast king's intention to recover was once again overwhelmed by the violent killing intent.

"Ten tassels!"

"Listen to Thunder!"

The turquoise storm swayed, and the Heavenly Sword brought a thunderous sound, and the swift sword light fell heavily, smashing the storm and slashing the white tiger high, knocking down a dozen ancient trees hugged by several people when it fell.

The hazy purple qi rippled out of the wound, and he wanted to devour the Heavenly Sword Intent but was swallowed by the Heavenly Sword Intent, the scar across his back gradually expanded, the purple qi gradually faded, and the small Hui Sword took root and sprouted, gradually growing stronger.

"Extinguish!"

Luoyang clearly heard Xiang Yungong's edict through the Hui Sword, and the powerful purple streamer slammed into the Hui Sword, easily crushing it.

"Yun Ruofeng!"

The beastmaster roared in the sky, the black clouds overwhelmed, and the electric light and the wind raged wildly.

The white dragon groaned softly, and before it could get closer, it was blasted away by lightning.

"The world is unpredictable and true, and the world is endless!"

The Wind and Cloud Illusion Avenue annihilated the storm, and when the air was cultivated, the golden characters condensed the heavenly sword intent, and locked the white tiger tightly.

Luoyang raised his sword finger, and there was a black-clothed monk in the dense forest who rose into the air, and the shadow demon star behind him flashed brightly, stepping into the air, stepping into the sky, and the sword in his hand was extremely sharp.

The white dragon soared into the air, trying to block the later assassin, but was beheaded by the powerful sword light!

The purple rhyme in the eyes of the white tiger turned crimson, and the flame light danced on his body, and the Fengyun Illusion Avenue written by the Heavenly Sword Intent was broken alive.

The black-clothed cultivator's body changed, and more than a dozen figures appeared between his breaths, and the sword light shuttered into the void, cutting through the sky-wide wind, and swooping down with his sword, and the blades all over the gaps failed to hurt the white tiger and was blocked by the heavenly sword.

"Uncle Kunlun, the descendant of Qi Tianxiang, the father and son repay the debt, the road is not easy to walk at night, be careful in the future!"

There was a dark purple electric light flashing in the cultivator's eyes, as deep as a void outside the sky, and he whispered softly, and he was far away.

Luoyang turned around and slashed away the emerald pillar of light spit out by the white tiger, and the cultivator who had hidden in the void reappeared, and the remnant sword stabbed out, and the fragments of light spread all over the void, like the fine warm sun through the stacked green leaves.

This sword is the fixed storm in Luoyang!

"A thought blooms!"

The sword intent collided, the sky and the earth darkened, and the huge dragon corpse was annihilated by the strong force, and the black-clothed cultivator deftly unloaded his strength, glanced at Luoyang, who turned over and jumped up, raised his hand to wipe the bright red from the corner of his mouth, and disappeared into the night again.

The tiger roared in the air, the white tiger's claws slapped heavily on the heavenly sword, Luoyang carefully retracted the sword, the sword pointed out, and the sword broke the evil.

The beastmaster's huge body shook and fell to the ground, and the black-clothed cultivator appeared out of thin air, grabbed the beastmaster's fur with his hand, and slammed the tiger's head to the ground, causing the earth and rocks to fly.

Luoyang's eyebrows twitched, and he was about to come out of the Sword Beast King stubbornly raised his head and roared in the sky.

The tiger roared into his ears and turned into a human saying, "Terran, kill me, if you can find my child, help me send it home!"

"What's it called, brute!" the black-robed monk's heavy fist suddenly fell, and it roared.

Death and life are also great, thinking of the young son, although the beast king is a beast, he is stronger than many people.

Luoyang pursed his lips, looked at the firm eyes of the beast king, slowly raised the heavenly sword, and the fireworks spread through the mountains and forests.

The supreme sword intent dispersed, and a little streamer fell into the messy mountains, all the sounds were silent, the moonlight was dim, and there was not a trace of clouds precipitating sadness.

For thousands of years after that, there were only beasts here, and there was no king!

The black-robed monk stood up straight, his laughter was crazy, without his interference, Luoyang would definitely be able to save the creatures here, he knew that those indifferent eyes concealed the fury of the storm, Luoyang must have hated him now.

But it's nothing, compared to the pain that Qi Tianxiang gave him, what Luoyang endured was just a drop in the ocean.

"Luoyang, the future is very far, you and I will see!"

The shadow flickered, the tide was broken in the sky, the mountains were cut by the powerful sword light, Luoyang slowly retracted his sword, sighed and was unsettled, turned his hand and took out the long-lost Yama ghost face and put it on his face.

The Nine Secluded Dao patterns shone brightly, and a wisp of yin qi flashed from the ground and turned into a ghost face of the First World War.

"I've seen Lord Yama!"

"Find me the cubs of Xiangyun Gong and the Beastmaster!"

......

In the mountains, the forbidden streamer in the cave sky flashed, the powerful sword qi passed through the void, the Son of Heaven calmly walked in the sword light, and on the other side, Tang Ziwei and Liu Ziqian, Meng Wan'er, and Song Zidie were inseparable from each other.

The combination of three swords, although the cultivation is not as good as Tang Ziwei, but only defends and does not attack, and for a while, Tang Ziwei has nothing to do with the three of them.

"Definitely!"

At a critical juncture, Tang Mohan wore an ink robe and came quietly, staring at the book in his hand, writing casually, and the words fell, except for the Son of Heaven in the Guchen Cave, everything was fixed in place.

The Son of Heaven chuckled and looked at Tang Mohan, hooked the corners of his mouth proudly, and said, "Admit defeat, heroes don't suffer immediate losses!"

Gu Chen retracted his sword light, turned from attack to defense, didn't care about the tension around him, and said with a smile: "What does it mean that a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, I don't believe it, today I will meet you two invincible gods!"