With a deafening roar, the lion-faced demon cultivator also launched a sonic attack on Long Yin.

Facing the enemy head-on, Long Yin was not afraid of this lion-faced demon cultivator at all. But the other party's sonic attack was too powerful, and the stealth figure of the dragon with low endurance staggered, and his eyes suddenly blurred.

The lion-faced demon cultivator's burly figure erupted again, and this time, the target of his attack had been changed to Long Yin.

The revenge of the broken arm cannot be avenged. What's more, he had already taken a fancy to the three-pointed two-edged knife in Long Yin's hand.

Countless thick rattans suddenly emerged from both sides without warning, wrapping the lion-faced demon cultivator tightly in the air, and the latter's figure suddenly slowed down.

The lion-faced demon cultivator roared angrily, and the rattans on his body were cracked apart by him. When his body was about to pounce on Long Yin again, his feet suddenly fell into the air, and he actually fell into the quagmire, and his entire body quickly sank.

"Damn, it's sleepy again!"

The Lion-Faced Demon Cultivator cursed angrily and struggled frantically.

With his powerful cultivation in the late Yuan Infant period, he easily broke out of the quagmire again.

His divine sense had swept to cast a spell, and it was a beautiful female cultivator surrounded by a fiery dragon in the distance. The other party seemed to be weak and low-cultivation, and he couldn't imagine that the power of magic skills was so amazing.

A fang-like mark was shot out by the lion-faced demon cultivator, and shot straight towards Mu Ping.

At the same time, the body of the lion-faced demon cultivator jumped up again and pounced fiercely towards Long Yin.

A cold light suddenly flashed towards him, and the lion-faced demon cultivator's heart suddenly burst into flames. He didn't expect the Terran monk who wielded the sword to wake up from his sonic attack so quickly. In this way, he almost rushed towards the opponent's blade.

The figures of the two sides quickly staggered, and Long Yin retracted his sword and stood, and the blade was not stained with the slightest trace of blood.

"What a fast knife!"

The lion-faced demon cultivator muttered to himself, and his figure slowly fell.

The knife shattered all of his life, and the demon baby was also split in two.

Long Yin nodded to Mu Ping, if Mu Ping hadn't used the trapping technique in time to trap this demon cultivator for a moment just now, he would probably have been planted here today.

The tooth mark that attacked Mu Ping had already been blocked by Lu Yuanzhao next to him with a sword.

On the other side, Cao Fan and the two demon cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant were still in a fierce fight.

With Cao Fan's strength at this time, an ordinary Yuanying Great Perfection Cultivator wouldn't be able to last a few rounds in front of him at all. It's just that who can enter the secret realm of this empty suspension bridge, which one is the word "general"?

Whether it is a minotaur who makes a gilded boring, or a snake-faced demon cultivator who uses a double hammer, his strength is no less than that of the red-haired demon lord Luo Maozhen, and even slightly better than it. Although Cao Fan had the upper hand with one enemy and two enemies, it would be difficult to kill them for a while.

When Cao Fan sighed at the strength of these two demon cultivators, he didn't know that the hearts of the two of them had already been shocked.

The two of them are both Tianjiao of the Wukui Sect, a seventh-level sect in the Western Wilderness Continent, and they can't even fight a Terran monk who doesn't have a connection to the Dan Period. What's going on in this world, is it because the monks of the Kunxu Continent have become stronger over the years, or has the strength of their demon cultivators in the Western Wilderness Continent weakened?

Cao Fan's appearance caused the situation in the field to be reversed immediately, and the surviving Terran monks were in high spirits, or they used trapping techniques, or urging magic weapons, or casting magic skills, and launched a fierce counterattack against the demon cultivators on the opposite side.

A miserable scream sounded, and the snake-faced demon cultivator who made the double hammer had already smashed his head with Cao Fan's stick. The demon baby fled in panic, and fled into the distance without looking back.

In addition, the minotaur completely lost his will to fight, and he didn't know what secret technique he had cast, and his figure disappeared without a trace at once.

With a "bang", the demon cultivator of the god transformation stage kicked Xu Jie's doppelganger puppet into the air, and his body suddenly pounced on Xu Jie, who was more than thirty zhang away behind the puppet.

It's not that this demon cultivator doesn't know that as long as he kills Xu Jie, the puppet will be self-defeating. But Xu Jie knew this even more, and he had already cooperated with his doppelganger puppet very tacitly, and he didn't give the enemy this chance at all.

There were several times when this demon cultivator in the god transformation period wanted to attack and kill Xu Jie, but the clone puppet could always dodge in front of Xu Jie's body at the first time.

The other party even grasped the weakness of Xu Jie's cultivation and repeatedly instigated coercion to sneak attack him, but every time Xu Jie, he was able to let the clone puppet urge his own coercion to help him resist at the first time, which dragged on this battle for so long.

However, now that the doppelganger puppet has been knocked away, Xu Jie has been completely exposed to the attack of the demon cultivator of the Transformation God Stage, which can be said to be inevitable.

"Remember, the person who killed you is Yuan Xi of the Hunting Ying Sect of the Western Wilderness Continent. This god-transforming ape-headed demon cultivator knew that Xu Jie's death was undoubted, and that very fiery powerful puppet was about to reach his hands, and he actually reported his origin to Xu Jie with a cruel smile in a good mood.

In the wild roll of qi, Yuan Xi's coercion did not pause for half a minute, and had already swept in front of Xu Jie, but the latter's figure turned into a phantom and quickly dissipated.

disappeared at the same time, as well as Xu Jie's doppelganger puppet.

"What kind of escape technique is this?" Yuan Xi's pupils shrank, and he couldn't even see how Xu Jie escaped.

A sword light suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Xi, and even a strong man like Yuan Xi couldn't help but gasp.

The next moment, Yuan Xi's figure had already retreated backwards.

He can't catch this knife!

While retreating, Yuan Xi slapped the enemy with a slap.

It was Long Yin who attacked this sword, his strength was super strong, even a strong man like Yuan Xi did not dare to take his sword momentum. It's just that the cunning Yuan Xi accurately found Long Yin's weakness, and the power of this palm swing contained the powerful power of the Transformation Period, and the surrounding icy air flow slammed into Long Yin's front together.

Even if it was just a palm wind, Long Yin was directly fanned out under this blow, and a blood arrow spilled down in the air.

"Good knives!"

Yuan Xi felt that the three-pointed two-edged knife in Long Yin's hand was at least a high-grade spiritual weapon, which was a good treasure. His figure flew up and pounced, and the stick in his hand that looked like a giant tree slammed down on Long Yin.

This time, he must not miss again.

A large net appeared in front of Yuan Xi and wrapped him in one fell swoop.

With a "hiss", this big net couldn't intercept Yuan Xi at all, and it split apart in an instant.

Several circles of light appeared around Yuan Xi again, and they had already tightly wound the other party in a rapid contraction. It's just that there is still no way to trap Yuan Xi, even if it is instantaneous, the latter will get out of trouble again.

A series of sword arcs roared towards Yuan Xi, and it was only at this moment that the latter finally stopped, and the huge stick in his hand swept away, and the rows of sword arcs were suddenly blown apart.

Lu Yuanzhao's Eight Swords of Fortune could not pose a substantial threat to the powerful Yuan Xi.

An earth-shattering lion roar sounded, Yuan Xi's figure paused slightly, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and then he pounced on Long Yin again.

Even the spirit blast wave of the Fire-Eyed Beast could not shake this powerful existence.

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