Cheng Shuyao didn't think so, and said with a smile: "Let's solve the enemy first, and then you two can discuss this!"

Luo Yan looked at Zhuang Shiming and said: "He is using the method of burning blood, and when the effect passes, it will definitely hurt his vitality, we don't have to fight with him now, just drag on for time." ”

After Bai Xiangyi and Cheng Shuyao heard this, they also nodded in agreement, and then the three of them surrounded Zhuang Shiming in the middle, only defending and not attacking.

In the gap between defenses, Luo Yan also glanced at the ground, and seeing that the overall situation was certain, he arranged for the puppets in the late Yuan Infant period to go to help Lan Tianhai.

The puppet who had been guarding Gu Xiaowei's side received his order and immediately flew into the air and killed Jing Huachang.

Gu Xiaowei smiled as she watched the changes in the battle situation in the sky.

Zhuang Shiming looked at Luo Yan and the three of them besieging him, his brows furrowed, his blood demon technique had been used for a while, and now he couldn't hold on for long, he had to find a way to end the battle as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he felt a chord in his heart, and once again urged the body protection light film, and raised the bloodline long sword and rushed directly towards the three of them.

Luo Yan and the three of them had already seen through his thoughts, and now they each held magic weapons to form an iron bucket, no matter which direction Zhuang Shiming broke through, the three magic weapons were blocked in front at the same time.

With the addition of the puppet in the late Yuan Infant Stage, his pressure was reduced a lot.

Jing Huachang was originally on par with Lan Tianhai's strength, but now when he saw a puppet coming to help Lan Tianhai, he suddenly felt bad in his heart, and he looked at the battle situation of several other people out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that Han Shikui and Yin Bansheng, the master of the Yin Ghost Sect, had been killed, and Zhuang Shiming was surrounded by three people again, and he was also fierce and lucky, his heart suddenly cooled down, and he began to retreat, and his moves also changed from attack to defense.

Lan Tianhai couldn't see his current intentions, and he began to slow down the pace of his shots, which only played a leading role.

The battle on Li Junyuan's side is now no longer in suspense, the hairy-faced old man was once again broken through the body protection light film, and after his chest was pierced by the long sword, the aura on his body has weakened a lot, and what can be exerted now is the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

Li Junyuan thought of Gu Xiaowei's injury, and his disgust for this accomplice increased in his heart, only to see that after he separated a wisp of divine thought to control the sword, he pinched the magic technique with both hands, and continued to use the stormy vajra palm.

The hairy-faced old man dodged the palm wind but couldn't avoid the sword blade, dodged the sword edge but didn't dodge the palm of the slap, the injuries on his body were constantly aggravating, and the movements of his hands gradually became slow, and it seemed that he had reached the point of running out of oil and running out.

The hairy-faced old man knew that there was no point in holding on any longer, and after he dodged Li Junyuan's roaring palms again, his body suddenly flew out to the side, ready to flee by the trend.

As soon as he turned his body, a cold light flew close to him with lightning speed.

Li Junyuan watched as the flying sword that had escaped passed through the back of the hairy-faced old man and flew out of his front heart, showing the pride of a victor on his face.

After the hairy-faced old man's body was destroyed, Yuan Ying fled without hesitation.

Li Junyuan's heart moved, and the long sword that had just flown back turned into a blue light and shot away, and then he heard a baby's scream in the distance, and the flying sword returned triumphantly.

Catching the flying sword, he put away the other party's storage weapon again and began to check it.

Then, the smile on his face became even stronger, and he counted it a little greedily.

After a hundred breaths, he flew towards the wolf demon again.

At this time, the wolf demon was a little crazy, he poured all the true qi of his body into the long sword, and howled to launch a crazy revenge on the old man on crutches.

And his long sword has now turned red, the sword body is buzzing, and the huge murderous aura flies forward in a circle, and after encountering the crutch, there is another loud bang.

The impact of the impact completely shattered this side of the void, and the resulting spatial turbulence mixed with the disorderly wind had submerged the sky, and the demon wolf and the old man with crutches continued to fight in this turbulence.

Suddenly, the wolf demon felt the space behind him fluctuate slightly, followed by a huge cyan long sword piercing its back.

"Someone sneaked up!"

The wolf demon immediately judged the situation and hurriedly returned to the sword to defend, while its other hand grabbed the void.

Seeing that the cyan figure had missed the plot, it also flashed out with the long sword, and flew behind the old man on crutches before the wolf demon's palm caught it.

Just a moment when the wolf demon returned to defense, the big crutch of the old man with a crutch landed on its buttocks.

"Smack-"

With a loud bang, at the same time as the light film of the shocking envoy's body protection broke, a scene of flesh and blood appeared in front of him.

The demon wolf let out a mournful howl, and his body fell hundreds of feet down before it was able to stabilize.

It hadn't had anything like this for tens of thousands of years, and in a fit of rage, it twisted the back half of its newly grown body, apparently still a little uncomfortable.

Then it took a pill, rose to a position parallel to the old man on crutches again, looked at the two people standing in front of him and behind him, roared, his body rose into the air, and a wolf hair turned into a flying arrow all over the sky and shot at the two of them mercilessly, and the long sword in his hand turned into a water dragon and slammed directly at Li Junyuan's eyebrows.

I saw the figures of Li Junyuan and the old man on crutches to both sides, the old man on crutches waved the sleeves of his robe, and a piece of golden light appeared in front of him, and thousands of arrows fell in the golden light like fireflies to the fire, turning into ashes.

Li Junyuan sacrificed the Qiankun lock, and the flying wolf hair was frozen in the void in front of him, and his body that moved first naturally avoided the pounced dragon.

On the realm of the Red Evil Gate, the Tiger-Faced Scholar has turned into a white crane, using the advantage of speed to entangle with the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons.

At this time, the Red Demon Gate and the Yin Ghost Gate were already unrecognizable, and there was a mess everywhere, and some of the left-behind disciples who were hiding slowly were also killed.

Hakutsuru didn't care about that at all.

Although the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons is nominally a Taoist, she is just a tiger living in the hollow of the tree, but she was influenced by the holy tree, and she has some compassion after her transformation, so she pretends to be a Taoist and cultivates alchemy, and the murderous nature in her bones has not changed, so she will not care about the life or death of these human monks.

As a result, the two demon cultivators in the middle stage of the god recklessly used magic weapons, the sharp wind on the folding fan swept over the mountain peaks one by one, and the golden light on the golden wheel of Shuanglu hit the earth one by one, and sometimes the collision of the two caused the sky to collapse for a while.

After a few collisions, Bai He tore off a piece of paper from the book, folded it in his hand a few times, and then pinched the formula, and blew a breath of true qi on it.

Looking at the paper again, he began to burn after blowing the air, and then turned into a fire in the sky, and slowly fell.

In the midst of the flames, a golden unicorn roared with its head up, and a raging flame erupted from its mouth.

The rocks on the ground melted in the heat, and the rolling magma flowed forward along the mountain, submerging the pavilions and pavilions, and converging into a lava lake in the low-lying area below.

After the fiery unicorn flew out, it pounced on the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons, constantly spitting out whirring flames, enveloping the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons in a sea of fire.

Our Lady of Nine Dragons felt that the temperature on her body was rising rapidly, and her body seemed to be about to be roasted, and it turned out that the heat of this fire belt could ignore the protective light film, and the heat energy could be directly transmitted to the surface of the body.

She frowned, her robe shook in her left hand, and the bronze manza flew out of her palm, suspended on the ground, turning into a huge tray.

Then she jumped up with a slight tilt of her body, and her fingers touched the manza a little, and she made a strange trick.

After a few flickering flashes of golden light, an isolation circle formed around the manza disk, blocking the flames and the heat from above.

Looking at the Nine Dragons Holy Mother standing on the manza plate, a stream of true qi in the dantian surged to her arms, and she pointed forward with the Shuanglu Golden Wheel in her hand, and immediately a golden light shot towards the forehead of the tiger-faced scholar.

Before the tiger-faced scholar who had just conjured up the Flame Qilin had no time to catch his breath, he saw the golden light attacking, and he had no choice but to urge the true qi again, wave the folding fan, and shoot out two white lights in a row to intercept it.

After guarding against the golden light, he flew his body hundreds of zhang away from the side, standing in the distance with his hands linked, and the fire on the Qilin body increased by a few points.

The Flame Qilin went from roaring to madness, and its whole body began to burst into flames, and even the aura in the void was almost completely evaporated by this raging fire.

It erected its front branches, stood up like a human body, and spat out a golden fireball wrapped around several dark black threads from its mouth.

The fireball did not fall immediately after reaching the air, but continued to spin and continue to absorb the surrounding aura.

After lasting like this for more than a dozen breaths, it has changed from the size of the original fist to a round of scorching sun with a diameter of more than ten zhang, and in the middle of this scorching sun, there is a black dot.

Then it suddenly increased its speed and flew towards the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons, and when it was less than five feet away from the Holy Mother, it suddenly exploded with a "bang".

In the sea of fire, a golden cold light shot out from it, and under the cover of the flames, he wanted to take the head of the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons.