A magic light flashed in the banner behind him, and then spit out a stream of green flames in the air. Originally, it was just a small lump, but after the wind, it ignited in an instant, and swallowed a range of thirty zhang in one gulp.

Lu Shuhe couldn't resist first, and immediately let out a miserable scream. The surrounding body protectors melted directly, turning into pus dripping into the air.

This guy usually wants to escape from the flooding of the green and yang fire. It's just that the flight is not more than a few feet away, and the entire body melts and scatters into ashes, and then falls.

On Xuan Yunfeng's side, one was affected, and the countless aura light shields on the surface of the body were wiped out in an instant. The smell of death in the eyes is instilled. Immediately withdrew the iron sword and sat on top of the flying sword. He didn't entangle with the monster, he threw out three scrolls and spit out a mouthful of blood in it.

A layer of circular light shield instantly stretched out in the body, forming an aura light shield. It's magical. This light mask is different from ordinary defensive techniques, and the spell words are pasted on the light shield and arranged in formation, and the aura outside is continuously absorbed to replenish it.

The endless green fire was surging and burning, and when it was about to melt the light shield, it was repaired by the words above absorbing mana. Obviously, it is a profound and indestructible top-level defense technique.

"Enchantment Technique? Hmph, how could it be that kind of enchantment technique that can only be used by formation masters. It's just an imitation at best, and I'd like to see how long you can hold out. Silver Night Xiu saw the difference between this light shield magic light at a glance, and immediately remembered the idea of the enchantment spell.

"Hmph, what if it's an imitation of the enchantment spell. Your Excellency can break it, let's talk about it. Xuan Yunfeng showed a smug smile, and extracted a few middle-grade spirit stones from his sleeve robe to replenish his mana.

Don't look at this guy who has no fear, but in fact, he is extremely depressed. I didn't expect the flames of this demon cultivator youth to be so terrifying. It turned out to be refining it with the seeds of the Fei Phosphorus Fire, so as to cultivate the Beast Yuan Fire of the top rank.

As a disciple of the old ancestor, he is an idiot. He didn't know what the fire was? Everything that was phosphorus was something that belonged to a natural fetish.

This kind of thing is the fate of the monks of the Yuan Dan period, and it will be destroyed on the spot. Even the infant ancestor has to be a little jealous. After all, the naturally formed Fei phosphorus thing contains the power of heaven and earth, and each of them has the amazing mana of burning human bones and steaming the primordial gods.

Xuan Yunfeng's side was reckless, but he didn't dare to jump out of the enchantment spell to escape. With his cultivation and the strength of his physical body, he couldn't withstand the steaming of this green and dark yang fire at all.

Silver Night Xiu also seemed to see this, and he was on a par with Xuan Yunfeng. I also want to see who can make it to the end.

This process may seem like a long time, but it is actually only a few breaths away.

It's just that poor Lu Shuhe boy, as a monk in the late stage of soul building, died under the fire of the green and dark sun without warning. It's really wrongful to say.

As for Xuan Lingyin and Bai Mound's side, they were even more besieged by the demon cultivator Feng Qianye and the short-haired young cultivator.

When he fought with Hancao Kou before, Feng Qianye was disdainful of this and didn't go all out. The purpose of this trip is clear, and there is no ambiguity under the shot.

This guy is dressed in a silver robe, and he seems to be a talent, harmless to humans and animals. The eighteen beast bone swords in this hand are extremely powerful. It contains the domineering brute force of the demon clan, and when the fish rushed out of the sky to slash, he was stunned to beat Senior Sister Lingyin's natal flying sword to the ground.

At the same time, with the time of his five wolf demon heavenly skills. A demonic aura rolled out, and countless demon heads and human bodies, and the phantoms of demons wearing evil robes appeared.

It seemed to be the demon law of Buddhism in the evil sect, and the palm prints of the demonic Buddhism slowly flew out. The palm prints flew in the air, so that Senior Sister Lingyin's shield could not resist an inch. Trapped in place at once, he threw out a few rare spirit runes that he usually collected, and turned them into five or six layers of light curtain shields to block them.

In the demonic spirit cloud, all the demon heads and human figures were illusory, all holding transfiguration sticks, swimming in the air like arhats, faintly turning into a trapping enemy magic array, banging loudly against Senior Sister Lingyin's defense.

Xuan Lingyin's beautiful face revealed a few dignified faces. Obviously, he is disgusted with the methods of demon cultivation, and at the same time, he is even more jealous of the other party's strength. Obviously, there is not much difference in their cultivation, but the opponent's spell is weird and strong. It's not its opponent at all.

In desperation, Xuan Lingyin could only throw out a top-level defensive magic weapon, spit out a layer of yellow silt to form a huge defensive range, and dangerously protected himself from it.

"100,000 urgent, brother, hurry up. Inside the yellow sand, Xuan Lingyin sent out an urgent transmission note. specially asked her brother Xuan Wuling in the Yuan Dan period for help.

On the other hand, Shiratsuka is in a bitter battle.

The short-haired young cultivator drove a six-foot-tall bee flying insect in the air. In his hand, he held a magic seal, and layers of fluctuations emanated from the center of his forehead.

Beasts, spirit beasts, demon beasts, and swarms of insects within a radius of one mile all poured out from under the ground. The number of them has reached tens of thousands, and it can be guessed that Yun Gongya is calling all the beast creatures around.

Shiratsuka urged a huge hammer to fly in the air and violently beat the huge demon beasts in it.

Its natal flying sword is a high-speed slash around the surrounding body. One after another, the shadows of the spirit sword appeared, and you could see the blood of countless demon beasts splashed and falling into the air on the spot.

At the same time, the Xiao Yuan Xuanjin he cultivated was definitely a metallic exercise, and his advantage was to attack one side. With the release of the white iron-armored gloves in his hand, hundreds of golden spiritual qi turned into jets of sword light in the indiscriminate direction.

Countless flying birds and monsters all died tragically on the spot. The unnamed birds and beasts that pounced behind also died tragically one by one.

The huge golden aura faintly dyed half of the night sky white, like a scene where the night was not like the night.

Shiratsuka's eyes stared at this short-haired evil cultivator, and a sharp gaze appeared in his eyes. On the breath, I clearly felt the difference between this evil cultivator and young man. I don't know what kind of means it is, but it can actually call the birds within a radius of one mile to launch an attack out of thin air.

Although his own mana is strong, he is far away from the average monk of the same level. But if you persist like this, I'm afraid that you will be the first to fall.

And when he glanced at it, he saw the cold grass over there standing on top of the flying sword. His eyes were closed, and his head hung down, as if he were asleep.

On the other side, the purple-robed woman was casting a spell, and her direction was to lock on to the cold grass kou. It seems that he is obviously casting a psychedelic spell, so that the cold grass is in the psychedelic world, and he can't come back to his senses for a long time.

As for the guy's body being in peace, it is thanks to the two-tailed Qingqiu fox and the six-foot-long white snake spirit pet.

The two spirit pets were loyal enough, and as their master was in trouble, they actually ran out to protect the Dharma by themselves.

The Qingqiu fox spat out a mouthful of cyan mist to cover the master's body. The figure pounced forward, bursting out of his body with bursts of spiritual light blocking the attack of a purple pipa top-level magic weapon from the purple-robed woman.

The white snake is covered with white scales, and small fleshy wings emerge from its back, and it flies quickly through the air. The mouth kept spitting out spiritual light, blocking the attack of the purple pipa magic weapon.

The two spirit pets can be described as loyal and commendable.

However, the situation does not seem to be rosy. All the time behind the purple-robed woman who was performing illusions, a clone that was almost identical to her suddenly appeared.

is to have spiritual control, and the purple pipa magic weapon is able to show a bit of ontological power.

Just heard a few soaring strings, and a purple cloud appeared in a trance. A headless figure holding a giant sword loomed out of it, and slashed towards the cold grass kou.

The Qingqiu fox screamed badly, with a blue light rolling on his body, and immediately turned his head and pounced on his master to protect the Dharma. However, a layer of purple clouds appeared in the middle of the way, and a large purple net beckoned down to trap it.

Qingqiu Fox was a little annoyed, and the water of the beast element on his body slammed out, spraying in the form of a water wave blade, and in the blink of an eye, he was able to escape by breaking through the big net.

It's just that Hancao Kou's side is a step slower, and it's too late to make up for it.

Miraculously, at this critical moment, a young man in white quietly appeared in front of Han Caokou. Behind its back, it took on a triple white aura, and in the white iron-armored gloves in its hands were flickering gathering aura.

"If you want to make a move on Brother Han, you have to ask Bai if someone agrees?" The firm words came out of Bai Moka's mouth, which seemed to be a bit righteous and righteous.

As soon as the words fell, the white mound spell was completed, and he gently raised his right hand and slapped it towards the night sky.

A three-zhang white gold entity giant palm suddenly fell from the sky and slapped into the night sky in front of it in one fell swoop.

The huge phantom that was about to raise its sword withstood the slap of the platinum giant palm, and immediately burst out with an unhindered bang.

I can't imagine what kind of power is contained in the platinum giant palm, and it hits the night sky with a heaven-shattering sound.

And it seems that the secret art is not over yet.

Immediately afterwards, two platinum giant palms appeared, one slapping the surrounding purple clouds, scattering and bursting them in an instant.

The other one roared down on the head of the purple-robed woman. Looking at its appearance, it is a sign that it will be photographed into powder in one fell swoop.

It was at this moment that a ray of light shot away like thunder. A young man with short hair, wearing a black dress and a long-sleeved coat appeared strangely on the purple-robed woman.

This person's eyes glowed with golden light, and a layer of savage beast aura emanated from his body. The cheeks and even the limbs are covered with a layer of black scales. Two antlers protruded from his forehead.

"This is a transformation supernatural power? Good is a heavy sense of oppression. Shiratsuka muttered.

But when he saw the short-haired young man wave his hand, a black light suddenly rushed away. Among them, the phantom of a black dragon was faintly seen. It flew straight into the air, piercing through the platinum giant palm without any hindrance, and then shattered into the night at the same time.

Bai Tsuka was taken aback, but he didn't expect this young man to be so powerful, and he was able to break the secret technique of worshipping the Holy Hand that he was proud of with one blow with one blow.

At the same time, there was a gust of wind behind him, and before he had time to turn back, he was grabbed by a claw that was as big as a foot and resembled the body of a dragon, and clenched tightly into his fist.