Chapter 162: Fierce Fighting Demon Beasts (5)

The Flame Flame Flame seemed to feel the power of the talisman, and said in a deep voice, "Holy Weapon?" Although it was a ninth-order demon beast and its body was extremely strong, it couldn't resist the full force of the holy weapon, "Let's go, retreat!"

"Let's go!" Sang Zhangxiang said, "Let's quit first." ”

Ye Ning knew the power of the talisman, he was at least fifty percent sure that he would leave this beast, if he retreated at this time, his previous efforts would be in vain. "Hmph, hand over the Qinglian Heart Burning Fire, and we'll retreat. Otherwise, you will die!"

Blazing Flame was furious, and roared: "Presumptuous! I don't know the thickness of the sky, the Qinglian Burning Heart Fire is something that the Qinglian Immortal Monarch has raised, how can you take it?" After speaking, the fiery red sharp horns on its head shone brightly, and a bucket-thick fire thunder swept towards the two.

Ye Ning didn't dare to slack off, his whole body's spiritual power swarmed into the talisman, and suddenly a spear entwined with purple light came out, and lightning rushed towards the fire and thunder.

Thundered!

Ye Ning's heart was shocked, and he squirted several mouthfuls of blood.

The Purple Light Sky Splitting Spear deserved to be known as "Sky Splitting", instantly defeating the fire and thunder, and swept towards the blood-red sharp corners of the Flame Flame Grass. Only an earth-shattering scream was heard, and the blood-red sharp horns of the Flame Flame Grass were cut off with a single blow, and it fell like a small mountain. Ye Ning was overjoyed, it seems that this Purple Light Splitting Sky Spear is of extremely high grade, and it should be a top-grade holy weapon!

The Flame Flame Flame was in excruciating pain, rolling on the ground. The blood-colored sharp horns are where its whole body is, and it is also the strongest place in its body, and now it has been cut off by the roots, how can it not hurt?

It's a rare opportunity!

The Silkworm Golden Silk Ribbon shrouded the Flame Flame Bolt and tied it firmly.

The blazing flame was like a trapped beast, struggling desperately, and there was a burst of brocade silk tearing sound in the silkworm golden silk pocket, but it was always tied.

The Easy Fan unfurled in the wind, and dozens of fan bones turned into flying swords and slashed towards the Flame Flame!

One, two, three......

At this time, Sang Zhangxiang's powerful and somewhat perverted spiritual power manipulation ability was reflected, and each fan bone hit the same place in the Flame Flame Worm - the soft fur behind the neck.

After a full ten thousand swords, the fur of the Flame Flame Flame finally broke open, and a puff of blood splattered out into the sky, making a terrible scream.

"Okay!" Ye Ning flew up, his mind moved, and the Jin Lin Sword appeared in his hand, and with a "bang", it cut down along the broken wound. Ye Ning originally thought that he would encounter obstacles, but the strange thing was that Jin Lin Sword actually cut off the huge head of the Flame Flame Flame Sect like cutting tofu.

"Boom!" the rocks shook and dust flew everywhere.

The remnants of the beasts saw that the extremely powerful Flame Flame Grass had been killed by two weak humans, and fled in all directions.

Ye Ning naturally didn't have the energy to care about these ordinary beasts, he let go of the Jin Lin Sword, and sat down on the ground, panting heavily. He didn't notice that the Jin Lin Sword fell into the blood flowing from the Flame Flame Grass, and actually began to slowly suck the blood of the demon beast into the sword, and the blood like a blood waterfall was instantly absorbed.

Sang Zhangxiang was also exhausted, crawled to Ye Ning's side, and smirked: "Xiao Ningzi, there is really you." There are so many good treasures, the second master really loves you. ”

Ye Ning didn't even have the strength to laugh, so he took out a medium-grade water spirit stone and absorbed the spiritual energy. Sang Zhangxiang was also busy recovering his spiritual power.

Half an hour later, they flew up the boulder and climbed down the crack.

(End of chapter)