Fairy Zixia looked at Yang Ruofeng with interest, and chuckled: "It's a little interesting, you like to devour, I'll see how long you can devour." ”

Sword after sword slashed out, and one after another red sword light fell into the world like a meteor, overwhelmingly slashing towards Yang Ruofeng.

Yang Ruofeng's state is not good, in the face of Wang Liying and other immortal cultivators in the foundation building stage, he can hold on for thirty breaths, but Zixia Fairy is in the Yuan Infant Stage. Even if the Eight or Nine Xuangong is the supreme method of refining the body, the body still goes back and forth between collapse and non-collapse.

At this time, seeing that the sword qi was like rain, he gritted his teeth, and once again ran the Spirit Devouring Technique, devouring the sword light into his body.

The devouring speed could not catch up with the speed of the Zixia Fairy's sword, and in an instant, thousands of sword qi attacked, and one after another sword lights either fell on Yang Ruofeng's body or on the ground around him.

There was a rumbling sound, the red fire shone brightly on the heavens and the earth, the earth exploded, the dust rose a thousand feet high, the storm suddenly rose, and the wind shook the sky.

The tyrannical spiritual power seemed to be a fierce beast that had been suppressed for thousands of years, breaking the seal and raging the world, devouring Yang Ruofeng.

Yang Ruofeng knew that he was suffering from it, and he couldn't control the collapse of his body, and a "bang" sound sounded on his body, and a puff of blood mist appeared on his arms, legs, back, and abdomen.

can only speed up the operation speed of the eight or nine Xuangong as much as possible, hoping to suppress the collapse of the body.

And pinned his hopes on the Zixia Fairy to think that he had been killed, and did not continue to swing the sword. At this point, three breaths have passed, and two more breaths are sufficient.

The abacus did not fulfill its wish, and the Zixia Fairy felt the aura of danger from the fairy water play array that was about to take shape, and slashed hundreds of swords in a row, falling towards the thousands of immortal cultivators who were arranging the formation.

In the blazing firelight, Yang Ruofeng scolded: "Your uncle." ”

If he blocks the sword move, he will completely turn into a cloud of blood mist with a bang, but if he doesn't block it, the formation that is about to be formed will be destroyed again, and maybe many immortal cultivators will become scum.

Said to block five breaths, but you can't coax!

Yang Ruofeng scolded in his heart: "Mountain God, this time you must give some strength, don't let the master hang here, otherwise I won't let you go." ”

No longer caring about the body that was about to collapse, he jumped up, and made seventy-two changes in mid-air, his body skyrocketed, he was full of height, and his body was wide and broad, looking like a wide and large door panel from behind, blocking three percent of the sword light, and swallowing the rest of the sword light into the body.

Bang bang bang!

The body collapsed faster, and there was no flesh and blood on the arms and legs, only scarred white bones, and the flesh and blood on the body were also blurred, and translucent blood holes appeared.

The golden chain mail on his body had turned into blood chain mail, like a wide robe, hanging on his body without much support. A crisis from the inside out, gold chain mail is useless.

Fall to the earth, to the center of the storm.

Yang Ruofeng, who was in terrible health, did not accept his fate, and the Spirit Devouring Technique and the Eight or Nine Xuangong worked at the same time, incorporating the exploding blood mist into his body, although the tyrannical spiritual power around him would also be swallowed into his body, destroying his body. But as long as Fairy Zixia stopped interrupting him, it was possible for him to recover his body.

However, Fairy Zixia would not fulfill his wish, and countless swords slashed out, slashing towards the immortal cultivators who were arranging the formation.

Yang Ruofeng could only endure the pain, regardless of the collapse of his body, which was getting worse and worse, he jumped up from the ground, staggering, and was about to jump into the air to block it again, when seven fairies wearing colorful gauze skirts appeared in the void.

One by one, they are vivid and beautiful like flowers, and people can't help but think of a poem: "The red dust is rolling and the beauty is coming, and it is suspected that the fairy falls into the dust." ”

The seven fairies had ribbons wrapped around their hands, playing as if no one was in the sky above the immortal cultivators, "Sister, come and catch me", "Sister, don't run", accompanied by a crisp and pleasant voice.

Is the fairy water play formation completed?

Yang Ruofeng wasn't sure, because there were only fairies, no water, and he didn't know if they could block the fleeting sword light.

When the sword light arrived, the seven fairies seemed to have noticed it, and they were angry, glaring at the Zixia Fairy angrily, and all of them screamed: "Bold!"

Waving his hand to practice, he didn't see any earth-shattering moves, but he eliminated countless sword qi invisibly.

All the immortal cultivators cheered, not knowing what went wrong in the formation, there was no boundless blue sea appearing, but after seeing the power of the seven immortals, they all ignored those details one by one, and cheered excitedly.

"Wow, we've made it!"

"The seven fairies easily blocked the sword qi of the Zixia Fairy, which is amazing. ”

Yang Ruofeng's efforts were not in vain, and his spirit in the sky could rest in peace. ”

Although many people couldn't bear to look at Yang Ruofeng's tragic situation, in the back, there were still some people who secretly paid attention to Yang Ruofeng, seeing that Yang Ruofeng was slashed by countless sword qi, blood-stained battle armor, blood mist surrounded his body, and he couldn't survive anymore, and fell in the center of the storm, he must be dead and can't die anymore.

"Yang Ruofeng is good, although he is dead, he will always live in our hearts. ”

"Our lives were saved by Yang Ruofeng, and we must not let our benefactor die in vain!"

"Avenge your benefactor!"

The fairy water play formation gave the immortal cultivators confidence again, and they began to change the formation, wanting to control the seven fairies and take the initiative to attack and kill the Zixia fairy.

A dramatic scene appeared, as the formation changed, the flesh and blood of the seven fairies melted, and they turned into seven skeletons, and even the colorful gauze skirts were shattered piece by piece, annihilating and invisible.

What the hell is this? It can't be an accident in the formation, right?

When everyone's hearts were nervous, an ocean appeared, the blue sea was boundless, the waves sounded, and seven skeletons stood in the monstrous waves, like women playing in the water, happily chasing after each other.

Everyone was overjoyed, it turned out that it was not the formation that went wrong, but the change of the formation, so that the real formation could be displayed.

As for why the seven fairies turn into skeletons, this is a good explanation, women are made of water, if they don't become skeletons, where does the blue ocean come from?

The formation changed again, and the momentum of the seven fairies changed, from a playful state to a state of combat readiness, standing in the waves, their arms pointing at the Zixia Fairy, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Kill!"

A huge wave rushed into the sky, as if connecting the heavens and the earth, and swept towards the Zixia Fairy along the direction of the arm.

Fairy Zixia sensed the terror of the giant wave, her eyes became solemn, and one after another terrifying sword qi slashed into the huge wave, but she failed to stop the huge wave, but in the huge wave, there was a fierce killing intent because of the sword qi.

Instantly frightened by the huge waves, he didn't dare to resist hard, and his body dodged and wanted to dodge, but he saw that with the movement of the seven skeletons, the huge waves chased after him. In desperation, he could only block in front of him with a bright glow.

In the face of the huge waves, she was like an ant with a mantis arm as a car, and the huge waves directly involved her with the glow, and then rolled back, and she also fell into the boundless blue sea.

The hair was messy in front of his forehead, and a touch of panic flashed in his eyes, and he raised the purple and green sword, standing on the sword, wanting to break through the air.

Seven waves rose out of thin air, striking her from seven directions, sweeping her into the blue sea.

In this way, the momentum of the Zixia Fairy became weaker and weaker, and it became a wick, and the wick was clearly extinguished in the blue sea, flickering with light, but it became weaker and weaker, and it would suddenly go out at some point.

The storm in the place where Yang Ruofeng was still in the same place, his situation was getting worse and worse, the flesh and blood on his body exploded, even the body organs disappeared, and the whole person turned into a skeleton, and all the flesh and blood turned into a blood mist around his body, hanging with only one breath.

When I first saw the huge waves appear above my head, I thought I would be caught in them, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

At this time, seeing a scene in the blue ocean with fiery eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the overall situation had been decided, as if he had lost all his strength, his body was weak for a while, and he closed his eyes weakly.

I don't have the strength to think about what will happen to Monkey King if Fairy Zixia really dies in the blue ocean, anyway, there is a high possibility, and the only trace of Monkey King's obsession has disappeared.

But he didn't see that the blood-stained golden chain mail on his body flashed a golden streamer and fell into the blue sea.

A raft made of several giant logs simply tied appeared, and a small fluffy monkey appeared on the raft, holding an oar in its hand, floating in the undulating waves.

It seems to go with the flow, but in fact, it appeared next to the wick of the Zixia Fairy body and was about to be extinguished in the blink of an eye, and with one move, the wick appeared on the raft. The wick had not yet been extinguished, but it did not hurt the little monkey, but swayed from side to side, as if it was a great joy.

The seven skeletons did not stop them, but respectfully shouted, "Great Sage!"

The immortal cultivators who were wondering why a little monkey appeared in the blue sea, heard this "great sage", their spirits were shocked, and they thought of the legend that Sun Wukong once crossed the sea with a raft and went to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to ask for immortals, and knew that this little monkey was the Monkey King.

Instantly worried, worried that the little monkey turned into a golden armor robe, took out the Ruyi golden hoop stick from his ear, and shouted a few "big big", the golden hoop stick turned into the pillar of optimus, fell from the sky, and smashed them into pulp.

They were too worried, but the little monkey didn't have such an idea, and after glancing at the seven skeletons, he didn't look at the immortal cultivators, and picked up the wick with one hand and said in a childish voice: "Zixia, I'll take you away." ”

The other hand plucked many monkey hairs from the body, and blew them out in one breath, the monkey hairs drifted into the blue sea, and paper boats with little lights appeared, surrounding the raft, and disappeared with the raft fluttering to the end of the boundless blue sea.

I don't know where I disappeared.

The immortal cultivators were worried that the Monkey King would take the Zixia Fairy and go and return, and waited for a quarter of an hour, seeing that there was no movement, before withdrawing the formation, watching the boundless blue sea disappear, and the seven fairies wearing colorful gauze skirts appeared, and after dissipating in the air, they squatted on the ground, panting heavily.

The formation is powerful, but the consumption of them is also huge, fortunately, they succeeded and survived.

Not far away, Gongzi Mingyue and the others were already dumbfounded.

First of all, Yang Ruofeng dared to use the power of one person to block the Zixia Fairy alone, and forcibly devoured the domineering and tragic spirit of the sword qi, which made them sigh to themselves. Let's not talk about what kind of immortal art can do this, let's just say that they have great righteousness, are indomitable for everyone, and block the Zixia Fairy like a moth to a fire, they can't do it.

If they face this situation, they will definitely use secret methods to escape, and it is a big deal to give up the immortal arts in this canyon, after all, they will not worry about leaving the green mountains without firewood.

Then the formation of the formation, the appearance of the seven fairies and the flesh and blood of the boundless blue sea, the Zixia Fairy was beaten out of temper, and turned into a prototype, and the scene of the fire of life was about to die, which made them amazed at the strength of the fairy playing in the water array.

Finally, there is the scene where the Monkey King comes out of the raft and leaves with the wick of the magic lamp. It's really bizarre and fantastical.

Everything that happened today was more exciting than the days they had spent in the Trial Mountain, but it was a pity for Yang Ruofeng. After a long time, Gongzi Mingyue and the others sighed as they watched the fading storm.

They admit that Yang Ruofeng is powerful, admit Yang Ruofeng's bravery, and admit that he is inferior to Yang Ruofeng in some aspects. But he didn't believe that Yang Ruofeng could survive in the end, when his body collapsed, his flesh and blood exploded, and his blood-stained battle armor was stained.

At this time, their bodies recovered three or four points, and they still didn't dare to approach the center of the storm where their spiritual power and sword qi were still tyrannical, and they knew how bad Yang Ruofeng's situation was when they were seriously injured, even if they were not injured, they could only become scum if they stayed in such a storm for more than a quarter of an hour.

So he stayed away from the center of the storm and walked towards the immortal cultivators who were relieved and had palpitations.

Prepare to wait for the storm to completely disappear, and together with everyone, take the bones or ashes of Yang Ruofeng, a hero, out of the Trial Mountain and bury them thickly!

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