However, this little trick only lasted for half a day, and an evil cultivator of the Yuan Dan stage passed by and dropped a gray ball of light. Countless finger-sized worms bloomed inside, and the cyan mist was quickly devoured into its abdomen, restoring a clearly visible picture.

The figure of the Chill Grass Kou gradually appeared in the frame, and the surrounding area was full of scuffle. A large flying insect passed by it in a trance, and the barbs on its body were particularly tough, narrowly slashing across the shoulders of the cold grass kou.

Fortunately, this big insect with a greenish body and an insect-like shape is only in the early stage of spiritual building. And the target is not Hancao Kou, but a lay woman in monk's clothes over there.

The wound on his shoulder was a little poisonous, and he watched as the pain and numbness in his arm spread and discolored. The body was shaking and bleeding first, and there was no cloak on the body, and the body shifted again.

This Han Cao Kou's method is also smart, I saw a few sword lights flashing beside him, and I don't know if it was a righteous path monk or an evil cultivator. Anyway, he doesn't care about the life or death of the cold grass at all, it's just a means of exerting his brains.

Then several sword shadows appeared nearby, and a ball of demonic light swept through the flames.

The cold grass was so depressed that he used the Blood Cloak to block it, and all the damage when it was affected was transferred to the cloak. Under his feet, he controlled the Xianyang Sword and flew zigzags and flew to avoid it.

When he escaped a distance of more than ten feet, he was able to breathe a sigh of relief. The bloodless cloak behind it was nameless, and half of the fabric disappeared. It is conceivable that just being affected by the fighting methods of a few monks of the same level has such damage, and I really can't imagine what kind of tragic end it will be if I am besieged.

Fleeing from the affected area, the cold grass did not treat the wound in his shoulder. I saw a white spirit snake with four thick fingers coming out of the sleeve robe and crawling to the neck, spitting out a crimson snake letter and sucking it in the wound a few times.

The green poison gas was quickly swallowed into its stomach, and it blinked its eyes with some deliciousness.

The poisonous gas in the wound disappeared, and Han Caokou crushed a few pills and sprinkled them with medicinal powder to repair the wound. Watching the white snake consciously emerge to solve problems for his master, Han Caokou's heart was quite warm. Speaking of which, this situation has not yet beckoned the White Snake to appear, but this guy seems to know what is going on in his master's mind, so he appears from the side to help.

I knew that Xiaobai's body was highly poisonous, and its poison was a few points stronger, and the cultivation of the same level could completely poison the opponent. Now that I have advanced to the cultivation of the Spiritual Formation Period, I am afraid that as long as the early stage of cultivation is bitten, the monks will not be able to escape the fall. Of course, it is not excluded that there are people with miraculous elixirs or treasures that can be used to detoxify.

It's just that Hancao Kou still doesn't understand how terrifying the advanced White Snake is. It is very interested in poison gas, and even fills its appetite as a great tonic.

At this time, he was on the battlefield, and Han Caokou didn't think too much about it. Immediately, it was to catch up with an evil cultivator woman in the middle stage of spirit building. The woman was dressed in crimson beast bone armor, and her slender hair was already curled up, and she was covered by a delicate helmet.

Looking at it this way, the woman exudes a heroic atmosphere, which makes people feel a little jealous.

It just so happened that the two early stage monks of Dongxuan Mansion were trapped in a light mask by the evil cultivator woman with a ball of ** qi. The two young men inside desperately urged the magic weapon to bombard the light mask, but the effect was not good. In his hand, he could only throw out a spirit rune and turn it into a shield to defend himself layer by layer.

"Senior brother, help. We are all brothers of Dongxuan Mansion, you can't see death without help. ”

"Senior brother Yang Rucheng, please also ask the senior brother to just raise his noble hand to rescue, and the two of us will be grateful when we come back. ”

The two seemed to see the token on Hancao Kou's waist, and recognized it as their senior brother at a glance, and immediately asked for help without shame.

"Mid-stage of Spirit Building?" Han Caokou glanced at the battle situation, and there were no other monks fighting within ten zhang of the surrounding area. glanced at the evil cultivator again, and there was already a hint of rescue in her heart.

In a trance, Han Caokou harnessed the fairy sword and rushed towards the evil cultivator woman. The Qingqiu Fox spit out a layer of blue light shrouded in his shoulder, and the blue light containing the power of concealment suddenly evaded the spiritual sense scanning of the evil cultivator woman.

Seeing a righteous monk disappear in front of her, the woman let out a startled sigh and her eyes furrowed. A magic seal formed in his hand, and a layer of cyan thunder arc spread out like a water wave exploding on its own.

An illusory figure was apparently struck by an arc of lightning, and was easily wiped out.

It's just that the phantom is just a phantom, and it doesn't exist physically. At the same time, in the position below, a gray blade appeared strangely and cut through the ** light mask with sharp force, rescuing the two Dongxuan Mansion juniors in one fell swoop.

"Senior brother, I have written it down. I will definitely repay it when I turn around. ”

The two monks who were rescued were suddenly surprised, and hurriedly summoned their flying swords to flee far away. The color of thanks that came out of his mouth echoed in the air for a long time.

"Hmph, trying to save people under my hands is a fool's dream. The Guardian Armor Evil Cultivator snorted coldly, and a ray of light flew out of the storage bag, and an earth-colored long whip treasure flew out. A demonic qi was wrapped around his body, and he immediately conjured a snake reckless form attached to it, and the speed of the light increased sharply, and in an instant, he chased after the two of them.

It's just that the ash blade suddenly bloomed with three auras. A layer of gray thunder and lightning wrapped around his body, and his figure flashed through the air, intercepting straight in front of the snake. Immediately, he slashed out of thin air with a gray light sword mark as large as a thousand feet.

The snake spat out a beam of demonic energy in an attempt to block the sword marks, but it itself slipped out in a reverse direction.

It's just that the speed of the sword marks is as fast as thunder and lightning, and with the slightest sound of pulling, it is extremely sharp and cuts the demonic energy beam in half. even cut off the head of the python that had just turned its body.

Losing the demonic qi transformation, the demonic energy of the long whip magic weapon is greatly reduced. But it was still full of spirituality and flew away and wrapped straight around the ash blade magic weapon, like a python wrapped around life and strangled to death.

It's just that this ash blade is a high-level magic weapon for carving high-level inscriptions. The three auras suddenly opened, and a layer of gray thunder and lightning emerged from it, like a sharp weapon cutting straight through the long whip magic weapon, blooming with a layer of gray thunder light.

The presentation of the three inscription auras turned out to be engraved with high-level inscriptions. It's a really good treasure thing. The evil cultivator saw the power of the ash blade at a glance, and her eyes showed surprise and envy.

At the same time, they were also the two righteous monks who couldn't control the escape, and they couldn't care about the ash blade magic weapon at this time. Behind him, there was an aura approaching strangely. In his arms, he suddenly took out a four-cornered prismatic bronze mirror and flew in the air, and a transparent and clear beam of light shrouded somewhere behind him.

This seems to be a treasure like a demon mirror, although there is no inscription carving, it itself is refined from the bones of demon beasts with insight ability. Immediately, the cold grass hidden in the air was forced out of the prototype.

Hancao Kou was still approaching at a rapid pace, but he saw a beam of light enveloping him. A kind of coolness abruptly appeared, and it was obvious that the method of concealment given by the Qingqiu Fox had been broken by the other party.

At the same time, a hidden wave shook in the beam, as if a thousand catties of gravity suddenly swept over Han Caokou's body. Immediately, his body was in pain, and the sea of aura in his body froze for a while.

Immediately, together with the Xianyang Sword, he also lost his spirituality, and suddenly let Dehan Caokou fall into the air headlong.

When the cold grass smashed into the underground woods with a bang, the mana on his body was unraveled. The Ash Blade and the Immortal Sun Sword flew like magnets at the same time, and followed.

The cold grass is strong with its physical body, and the blood without a cloak counteracts the pain. Therefore, this fall was unharmed.

However, the woman in the sky did not spare her hand, and in this gap, she had already raised her hand to the sky and condensed a cyan thunderball the size of a head.

That thunderball contained a full of monstrous demonic energy, and you didn't need to look at it to know that it was a sharp killing move.

The Qingqiu fox immediately stretched out his little head from his sleeve robe, and then his cheeks rose and spit out a thick green mist, which faintly covered a radius of one mile.

The use of this green mist dizzy the heads of many Innate Stage cultivators who were fighting on the ground around them. Together with the spiritual consciousness of the mid-stage cultivation of the soul, it can play a limiting role. In the eyes of these congenital stage monks who have not even reached the spiritual building period, they have fallen into a state of complete blindness.

Some righteous path monks who sensed the existence of the other party with their treasures were faintly not worried, but chased after the evil cultivators and continued to pounce on them.

And more monks stopped one after another, and then each looked for a way out and fled for his life.

It's just that everyone seems to have forgotten the evil cultivator woman wearing guardian armor above their heads. This person's eyes were cold, and without hesitation, he threw the thunderball in his hand down, and swept into the range of the green mist in one fell swoop.

It's ten feet in the air, but it's just a breath away. I just heard a burst of thunder exploding, and the boundless green thunder spread out in all directions. Countless razers pierced through the innate stage cultivators without distinguishing between the enemy and me, and hundreds of corpses appeared on the ground on the spot.

The thunder and lightning spell came very quickly, and there was no time to dodge it. Immediately, a roll of blood without a cloak was at the moment, and a layer of strong green thunder waves was ushered in.

The surrounding trees and flowers were instantly dusted, and the ground was faintly exploited. The figure of the cold grass Kou was squeezed out alive, and he saw in his eyes that the cloth without a cloak of blood was disappearing layer by layer. And the green thunder wave was still as fierce as a tiger, and there was no sign of abating.

"What kind of killing move is this? Even if the range is huge, the power is so terrifying, it doesn't seem to be an ordinary spell. There are also some secret things hidden in it. When Han Caokou was surprised, he couldn't help but exclaim. Just when I wanted to take back the bloody cloak and cast the magic shield of the spiritual gate.

The figure of the white snake haunted from the sleeve robe to the neck, and a mouthful of white light shrouded the body of the cold grass kou from its mouth. Then mysteriously turned into a particle and escaped into the ground to a depth of dozens of feet.

The bottom is surrounded by traces of rocky dirt. When Hancao Kou reappeared, he saw that his body was shrouded in a layer of white light. When you reach out and touch it, you can't touch the surrounding rocks and soil.