Qiao Guang held a herb in his mouth, and when his aura was about to be exhausted, he gnawed it twice, like eating a snack, holding a bone knife, and slashed out one knife light after another towards the opposite side, just to seal the sword that flew towards him.

The most significant advantage of the earth-level monk is that he is domineering, the aura in his body is very domineering, and the spiritual pressure is higher than that of the heaven-level monk, because the heaven-level monk has gradually been restrained and is ready to build a foundation.

The ground level is different, and the aura is like a knife mountain marching, like a sinking boat in a sea of fire, rushing back and forth in the meridians, and a stack of shocking triple waves.

Qiao Guang is blessed with internal force, burning spiritual energy without reservation, and the stronger the spiritual pressure, the better.

One after another sword light collided with Wang Sun, and one after another sword light became shattered, but it could not stop Wang Sun's forward trend, and it was extremely difficult to even slow it down.

Qiao Guang looked around, thinking in his heart, sure enough, the difference between the ground level in the Qi cultivation period and the middle stage of the ground product foundation building stage is too big, this is a cross-level crushing, and it is not okay to accept it.

So Qiao Guang no longer resisted strongly, and adopted a roundabout tactic, slowly retreating backwards, resisting while retreating.

Qiao Guang used the method of following the body like a shadow, his posture was like a shock, and he retreated backwards in the air, narrowly avoiding Zhao Tianxiu's blazing breath.

Zhao Tianxiu raised his head frantically, his black claws grabbed at his face, five clear blood marks rotted on his cheeks, and his fingertips were stained with blood, as if picking up a bloody plum blossom.

Zhao Tianxiu screamed wildly, raised his hand and slashed high in the air, and the first blood shadow flew towards Qiao Guang.

Qiao Guang's eyebrows and eyes were like stabbing with a sword, and he was thinking about how to resist Wang Sun's oppression, which was undoubtedly worse.

Just when Qiao Guang's brows were frowning and he didn't know what to do, suddenly Ling'er came over, which made Qiao Guang's heart very determined.

"I've made a preliminary study of the flaws of this secret method, but I haven't fully seen through it, and there are so few left. I'll pass you a password first, this is the Heavenly Origin Rune, which requires a great consumption of divine consciousness, please be prepared. Ling'er said quickly, speaking very quickly, regardless of whether Qiao Guang was ready or not, a series of strange pronunciations poured into Qiao Guang's sea of knowledge, Qiao Guang felt that there were thousands of ants gnawing at his brain, itching and hurting,

"Time is urgent, use it now!" Ling'er shouted.

Qiao Guang had no time to take care of Zhihai's stinging question, and replied, "Okay!"

Qiao Guang took a bite of the herb again, and after accumulating enough aura, he took a deep breath, did a backflip to the side and back, and froze in the air, his eyes closed, and his hands folded.

The blood shadow is overwhelming, and it is about to include Qiao Guang in it, like an endless sea of blood.

Seeing this urgent scene below, Zhang Zixian was so anxious that she fidgeted and shouted, "Brother Qiao, it's dangerous!"

Danchan looked solemn and shouted, "Liuli, go!"

The glass sword itself has an independent consciousness, and at this moment he felt the strong sense of oppression in the air, and he resisted for a while, under the strength of Danchan, the glass sword was like a strong man who had broken his thoughts, and the wind was sluggish and the water was cold, and he flew upward.

Zhao Tianxiu glanced at the inconspicuous navy blue sword, smiled disdainfully, and slapped towards the glazed sword, startling a wind, the glazed sword bounced left and right under the control of Danchan's divine sense, finding the right time, and suddenly teleported!

A mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Danchan's mouth, the consumption of teleportation was too great, and the injury worsened again.

In the next moment, the glass sword appeared in front of Zhao Tianxiu's chest and stabbed straight into his left chest!

As the so-called thousand hammers hit the gong and hammered the final word, Danchan breathed a sigh of relief, the heart is the most vulnerable position, even if this sword does not lose half a life, it will be seriously injured.

With a "bang", the glass sword seemed to hit the steel frame, and it could no longer stab forward for half a minute.

Danchanhua's face was pale, her cheeks became red due to the backrush of blood, her lips were chapped, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Zhao Tianxiu grinned, extremely weird, stretched out two fingers to clamp the glass sword, the glass sword trembled, like a timid and shy girl, being held in her hand.

Zhao Tianxiu flicked his fingers lightly, and the momentum of the glass sword reversed, stabbing at Danchan.

Danchan was already seriously injured and unable to move at this time, Wei Cangsheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he could only watch the sword stab at him.

Zhang Zixian was also injured in the blocking process just now, and looked at Zhao Tianxiu's attack in despair, so he could only fight as a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Get out of the way!" Just as Zhang Zixian was about to draw his sword, two giant axes fell from the sky, and Lai Xiaoxing fell from the sky and smashed the glass sword into the ground.

Since the front can't be resisted, I'll split you from the side!

Lai Xiaoxing rolled over, half-squatting in front of everyone, with an axe in one hand, and he was heroic.

Lai Xiaoxing looked at the figure in the air that was neither human nor ghostly, and muttered, "Oh my God...... What is this thing?"

Zhang Zixian was very happy to see that Lai Xiaoxing arrived in time, and said: "Zhao Tianxiu used the secret method of the White Bone Mound Evil Sect, and now he has lost his mind, and he has returned to the middle stage of foundation building, and Brother Qiao is trying to defeat him. ”

Lai Xiaoxing looked at the monster in the air incredulously and said, "Is this still a decent monk of the White Cloud Sect......?" And now it's the middle stage of foundation building, no matter how powerful Brother Qiao is, he is just a ground-level cultivator, how can this be beaten?"

Zhang Zixian was anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

Wei Cangsheng thought for a while and said: "I choose to believe in Brother Qiao, for me, it is already an incredible thing to be able to meet a Xuan-level alchemist, I didn't expect to be saved by him, Brother Qiao can always bring surprises to people." ”

Lai Xiaoxing glanced at Wei Cangsheng, and then looked at the air anxiously, Qiao Guang was motionless, and he was about to be buried by the blood shadow.

Lai Xiaoxing said worriedly: "I hope so." ”

......

The first blood shadow had already covered the sky above Qiao Guang's head.

Wang Sun had already come to Qiao Guang's chest.

Zhao Tianxiu was brewing a second blow.

Qiao Guang's eyes suddenly opened, the golden light flickered, facing Wang Sun Jian, who had already threatened his life, Qiao Guang did not hesitate to use the shadow following body method again, passing by dangerously, and then according to Lai Xiaoxing's method, when Wang Sun Jian came to Qiao Guang, his hands were smashed into fists.

Lai Xiaoxing inspired Qiao Guang, since the front can't be confronted, I will unload your strength from the side.

Wang Sunjian's forward momentum did not decrease at all, but Qiao Guang added a downward force, a perfect flat throwing movement, and smashed a big hole on the ground.

Qiao Guang flashed and teleported again, above the earth, his body like duckweed in the air, swaying.

He clasped his hands together again, his eyes glowing golden.

One by one, mysterious runes spit out from Qiao Guang's mouth, as if he was chanting something.

The air around him seemed to rise and fall one after another because of Qiao Guang's mysterious runes, moving forward in waves.

Wind in place.

Surge forward.

Qiao Guang became the eye of the wind, and the bone knife was suspended in front of him.

Like a fisherman dressed in a black pen, walking on the river, walking on the stone road, lifting the sheng flute, and the sound waves are around the beam.

Qiao Guang posed for a strange impression, saying what he said, and resisting the blood shadow with the wind.

Five-finger gold needle. Gold ingots, wood galls, mayflies, phoenix feathers, tandoors, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, but there is no wind.

The wind is not in the five elements, but it is called by the five elements.

Qiao Guang felt more and more that the five-finger golden needle was not simple, any magic weapon, as long as it was linked to the five elements, was not simple, and it could also summon elements other than the five elements with the help of the Tiangong Origin Rune, which was not possible with a high-grade magic weapon.

The first blood shadow, under the impact of Qiao Guang's layers of wind and waves, gradually blurred and disappeared.

Qiao Guang would not let go of such a good opportunity, taking advantage of the weakness, the wind and waves stacked up, and rushed forward in Qiao Guang's sleeves.

At this moment, Zhao Tianxiu raised his strong arm again, and the blood stains on the tips of his two fingers had dried up, that was the blood that drew the first blood shadow, and he grabbed his fingers again, as if digging a hole in the void, and out of it.

A cloud of black qi was released faintly, and the blood light of Zhao Tianxiu's two fingers dimmed.

Qiao Guang's expression was solemn, and this black qi seemed to have self-awareness, dodging and moving forward.