"Ah!!h

A wail attracted the attention of many monks, and they found that a vine the thickness of a bowl pierced the chest of a man in a black suit, and lifted it into the air, and there was a liquid surge in the vine, and the body of the man in black gradually dried up, and in a short time, it had turned into a dry corpse.

If you look closely, you will find that there are several dried corpses here, presumably all of them are the work of this strange plant.

"Hua Feixue, don't go too far, don't think that you can do whatever you want with talent and means, my True Immortal Hall is not easy to bully, be careful that I will tell the hall master and destroy your Flower Clan!" shouted a monk from the Battle Spirit Hall.

"Lost dog, how dare you speak bravely!" said a woman with a beautiful appearance, not like a mortal.

The woman named Hua Feixue was surrounded by green light, her hands made a strange posture, and she began to dance, and the True Immortal Hall monk saw this, and began to retreat with a solemn expression.

On the wall not far away, a fat face appeared on a stone slab, and it was Lin Xiuqi who was quietly observing the situation with the earth escape technique.

Seeing Hua Feixue start to dance, several unearthly people behind him had the same movements as this woman, and Hua Yuanliu was also among them, he thought to himself, if he doesn't agree with him, he will dance awkwardly, or dance in unison, this clan is so cool!

At this moment, several vines appeared from the ground and rushed towards the True Immortal Hall monks, and several people couldn't dodge and were knocked away by the vines.

On the other hand, the flower clan monks, Hua Feixue was fine, and a few people at the end looked haggard, obviously this weird dance consumed a lot.

Behind the monks of the True Immortal Palace, a group of monks dressed in red brocade robes were besieging a person, this person was tall, not burly but not thin, with a good appearance, a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, his clothes were stained with blood, and he could no longer see the original color.

Lin Xiuqi was slightly stunned when he saw the man who was besieged, this person was not an outsider, it was the person who joined the Five Elements Sect at the same time as him and ranked second in the sect entrance test, Zhang Danling.

What surprised him even more was that the monks who besieged Zhang Danling were from Jiang Shui's Zhang family, and the person who led him was Zhang Lequan, who had a lot of connections with him.

At this time, Zhang Lequan's hands flashed red, as dazzling as the scorching sun, it was the Zhang family's unique technique to burst the flame fist, and Lin Xiuqi was also injured under this technique.

In the face of the powerful fist technique, Zhang Danling was not afraid, his body flashed red, and he only blessed himself with fire attribute spiritual power to face the battle.

"Brother Worm, is Zhang Danling so strong? ”

"Boy, take a closer look!"

When Lin Xiuqi heard this, he carefully observed Zhang Danling's situation, and found that there were small sparks gradually gathering around the opponent's body, obviously using the surrounding aura to fight.

"Brother Worm, what kind of exercise is this?"

"I don't know, but this little guy is from the Zhang family of the Dan League, and the people who make alchemy are already good at mobilizing aura, presumably the Zhang family has evolved this method into a kind of exercise, and the idea is good. ”

At this time, Zhang

Le Quan's fists hit Zhang Danling's waist together, not because Zhang Danling was careless, but because there were too many monks in Jiang Shui's Zhang family, and it was difficult to beat four hands with two fists.

After Zhang Danling was punched, he was not injured, and his movements were not affected at all, and he continued to attack.

"Brother Worm, this is also the Zhang family's exercise?"

"Can you kid be serious, it's obvious that he's wearing a good earth-level spirit armor, but he can't even see it!"

Ground Rank Spirit Armor!?

Lin Xiuqi hurriedly looked at Zhang Danling, and used all his strength to perceive the surrounding aura, and sure enough, there was a seemingly nonexistent spiritual weapon fluctuation coming, this kind of aura was already a mid-level high-grade spiritual armor of the ground level, with this armor to protect the body, as long as Zhang Danling's spiritual power was sufficient, no matter how many Qi Gathering Period monks could not break through the defense.

At this moment, Hua Yuanliu spoke: "Quickly let go of Zhang Danling Daoyou, otherwise you will have no place to die and be buried!"

When a Battle Spirit Hall monk heard this, he sneered: "If you want to be a favor, it depends on whether you have the ability to do that!"

The monks of the True Immortal Hall retreated one after another, and the blood around them appeared, Lin Xiuqi could see clearly on the side, sure enough, it was the Battle Intent Hall monks who were bloody, and compared with the War Preparation Hall monks in the rear, they were not much stronger.

The vine appeared, pierced into the blood, and after a few breaths, it quickly retreated, and the tip had turned blood-colored and still spreading.

Seeing this, one of the flower monks flew forward to cut off the discoloration, and the vine incision began to wriggle, and after a while, a new vine appeared, and the next moment, the new vine actually pierced the flower monk's body, sucking it into a dry corpse.

Seeing this, the two sides of the battle showed a look of surprise, the Hua clan cultivator had always thought that he could control the psychic spirit grass with his natural physique and exercises, but he didn't expect to encounter an attack.

The faces of the True Immortal Hall monks showed a look of joy, they also thought that the opponent could be completely controlled, but it turned out that this was not the case, one of them spoke: "Fellow Daoists of the Flower Clan, if you cooperate with us to overcome the difficulties in the central region, my True Immortal Hall can ignore your faux pas, otherwise, you will all die today...... Forehead...... You, how is that possible!"

The person who spoke was trying to persuade the flower monk in his own way, but he didn't expect his chest to be pierced by a blood-colored claw, and he looked back at the person who was doing it, it was a fair-skinned, cloaked monk, and two pairs of fangs could be seen from the corners of the other's smiling mouth.

"Impossible! how can you not be afraid of the power of blood!" another True Immortal Hall monk began.

"Bloody, would my bloodline be afraid of such low-level things?"

When the monks of the True Immortal Hall heard the name of "Blood Clan", they were all stunned, and their faces gradually became solemn, their blood demons were very strong, which could not only pollute the monk's body, but also make the opponent lose their minds, which could be called a combination of attack and defense, however, there was no perfect way in the world, and the blood clan that practiced bloodsucking all year round had a strong resistance to the blood demons, although they were not completely immune, but they were enough to cause unimaginable damage in battle.

Seeing the Blood Monks

When they appeared, the faces of the monks of the True Immortal Hall were ugly, especially the people of the Battle Preparation Hall, their external materials were excellent, but they were not very proficient in the fighting method, perhaps only a few people with the surname "Guan" were strong.

The monks of the Battle Spirit Hall were only a little surprised, they had rich combat experience, and they were not afraid of any monk in the same realm.

At this moment, a loud roar came out, as if it was the effect of dozens of roars in unison.

The monks of the Zhang family in Jiang Shui found a group of tall and burly monks with fierce faces who were killed from the rear, and they were none other than the monks of the Tiger Clan.

"It turns out that the flower clan is just a bait, so calculating!"

Even in the face of the front and rear wrapping, the Battle Intent Hall monks still did not feel the slightest comfort, they did not hesitate to take out the purple evil beads, crushed them together, and instantly a purple evil qi gushed out.

The Blood Clan monk was contaminated with purple evil, and he fainted instantly, which shows the strength of the power.

Seeing this, the Tiger Clan Monks and the Flower Clan Monks did not dare to step forward and retreated one after another.

Jiang Shui's Zhang family also planned to retreat, Zhang Lequan said: "Don't stop, drag Zhang Danling." ”

"Young master, this purple evil is extremely powerful, if we are contaminated with this thing, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Hold it up with the fire spirit talisman! ”

"Young Master, the Fire Spirit Rune is a high-level Spirit Rune of the Spirit Rank, and it is very valuable......

"As long as you can kill this person, it's all worth it!" Zhang Lequan roared like crazy.

When Zhang Danling saw Zisha, his expression became a little serious, and he said: "Zhang Lequan, I have no grievances with you, and even have the friendship of the same family, the righteousness of the same period, why do you want to put me to death?"

Facing Zhang Danling's questioning, Zhang Lequan's face became a little distorted, he hated Zhang Danling, because this person was infatuated with Miao Xiangxiang, at this time, he had broken off with Miao Xiangxiang, and hated all people and things related to this woman.

Previously, he heard the rumors between the Zhang family and the Miao family of the Danmeng, and he was already a little jealous, but at this moment, he had the opportunity to kill this person, how could he let it go, he was paranoid that what he couldn't get, others couldn't get it.

Seeing that their young master was bent on going his own way, the monks of the Zhang family in Jiang Shui did not dare to refute, so they could only take out the fire spirit talisman to bless their bodies, resist the purple evil outside, and help the exercises inside.

At this moment, dozens of pillars of light flew out of the evil aura, shooting at the people of the Flower Clan and the Tiger Clan respectively, and they didn't have to guess to know that it was the kind of "mirror-shaped spiritual weapon" of the True Immortal Palace.

The Flower Clan Monk had a keen sense of spirit and a light body, so he naturally dodged unscathed, but several of the Tiger Clan Monks were rubbed by the pillar of light, and the blood did not stop.

However, instead of flinching, these half-breed humans roared with a tiger's roar, and their fighting spirit became stronger.

Lin Xiuqi, who was hiding in the wall, felt this kind of battle intent, and an inexplicable feeling appeared in his heart, as if this kind of thing related to momentum was also a mysterious thing, but he couldn't understand it for a while.

(End of chapter)