The giant frog's skin was almost immune to Wang Jing's fireballs, but his mouth was his weak point, and he had to open his mouth when he unleashed a lightning attack, either exchanging injuries for injuries or interrupting the attack. After suffering a few losses, the giant frog stopped attacking and fighting, trying to keep getting closer to Wang Jing and dragging down this humble human with its strong flesh.

Wang Jing didn't think about killing this giant frog, it would be good to be able to use the remaining aura to save his life, and he would never release the fireball until he had to. It's just relying on the powerful recovery function of the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body to restore the consumed physical strength and the increasing wounds. Seeing that there was too little spiritual energy in his body and he couldn't move well, Wang Jing took out the only spiritual stone and held it tightly in his hand. He rolled on the ground to dodge the thundering giant frog's attack, while desperately absorbing the aura in the spirit stone.

Wang Jing took out the Xuantie longbow and arrows in the gap between dodging, and the bows were drawn to perfection, and the Xuantie arrows shot at the back of the thundering giant frog with a "whoosh". The black iron arrow was like a defeat, and with a "snort", it slid away from the giant frog's skin, without taking a trace, but the huge force of the arrow knocked the giant frog over.

Although the Dark Iron Arrow is extremely sharp, it is a mortal weapon, and it cannot do any damage against demon beasts at all. If it is a magic weapon arrow, with the assistance of Wang Jing's powerful bowstring, he is only afraid of one arrow and one blood hole.

An hour later, Wang Jing was unarmed, not only was his bow and arrow shattered by lightning, but even his dagger for self-defense was knocked out. Covered in bruises and charred black, he almost became an unkempt savage. The spiritual energy and demonic energy on his body were also consumed, and the only spiritual stone in his hand was also absorbed by him in the attrition war, turning into powder and floating on the green grass. If it weren't for the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body, and the muscles and veins were far stronger than those of the same level cultivators, I was afraid that he would have been sorry an hour ago.

Although the thundering giant frog also consumes a lot, it is obviously at the end of the crossbow, but the advantage of the demon beast is that the body is strong and the mana is strong, and it can obviously release several lightning bolts. Even without lightning, it can jump up and smash Wang Jing flat with its strong body.

This death fight gave Wang Jing a lot of insight, and the next time he came out to hunt demons, he must be ready to take advantage of the magic weapon in his hand, preferably a long-range magic weapon such as a bow and arrow, but he can't use a bow and arrow to stop the demon beast from advancing. It's a pity that the Thundering Giant Frog won't give him this chance, and in the face of Wang Jing, who is weak and soft as a puddle of mud, the Thundering Giant Frog spit out the last trace of lightning at him again.

After the exhausted Wang Jing was hit by a relatively weak lightning strike, he no longer had the mana to guide the thunderbolt into the Golden Sea. The meridians on his body have been paralyzed to spasm. Before he passed out, he seemed to hear someone say in surprise: "Hey, how can there be a monk of the third level of qi refining who is fighting hand-to-hand with the thundering giant frog, as if he has also hit the demon beast hard." ”

Wang Jing thought it was a hallucination before death, and after thinking about it, he fell into a complete coma.

The people who came were a man and a woman, the man was dressed in white, with a ninth-level cultivation during the Qi refining period, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, thick and strong, and stepping on a fiery red flying sword; At this time, she stepped on a red silk and flew in the air side by side with the male cultivator.

Seeing that Wang Jing was knocked away by the giant frog, he rolled on the ground a few times and then remained motionless, and there were thunderbolts swimming around his body, knowing that he had no strength to fight again.

At this moment, the angry giant frog opened a huge mouth, and a silver lightning with gold threads formed again, and it wanted to make up for Wang Jing again, completely kill him, and vent the hatred in his heart.

This blow will also be fatal to Wang Jing, who has no power to resist. The monk was frightened, and controlled the flying sword like a meteor, stabbing the mouth of the thundering giant frog. The giant frog was caught off guard, and was actually pierced by a flying sword through its mouth, out of the back of its head, and plunged into the green grass with thunder and lightning. The thundering frog struggled on the ground a few times, then slammed its limbs, and died no more.

Before the giant frog died, a thunderbolt was still launched towards Wang Jing, and the female monk saw the male monk's move, and immediately shook the red silk on her waist, and the silk instantly elongated, wrapping Wang Jing's body and dragging it away a long distance, avoiding the thunder and lightning attack from a distance.

The monk lost his sword, fell from the sky several feet high, and fell to the grass with an "oops". Although his clothes were torn and he suffered some abrasions from the skin, he quickly recovered under the moisture of mana. The female monk on the side was startled at first and was ready to rescue, but found that the male monk was in good health, but after his movements were a little embarrassed, he covered his small mouth and giggled non-stop.

"The delicate lady will laugh again, why don't you hurry up and look at this little monk and see if he can still be saved? If he hadn't been wrestling with the Thundering Giant Frog for a long time, consuming the power of the giant frog's thunder and lightning, and attracting all the attention of the giant frog, would we have succeeded with one blow?" said the male monk, who got up from the ground, patted the dirt off his clothes, rubbed his reddened shoulders, and feigned annoyance.

"Got it, brother, you have a good rest, as long as he has a breath, I can let him come back from the ghost gate. The girl smiled coquettishly, jumped off the red silk, and walked towards the place where Wang Jing was lying.

I saw her stretch out her green jade hand, wanting to turn Wang Jing who was lying prone on the ground, but as soon as the jade hand touched his body, thunder and lightning swam up the back of her hand, making her whole body numb and weak. Under the action of thunder and lightning, the hair on his head immediately broke free from the shackles of the hairpin and stood up like burrs.

"Wha, little sister, what kind of spell are you performing?, why is your hair standing upside down?" the male cultivator laughed at the female cultivator while rubbing his arm.

"Oh, brother, you don't have a good heart, go back and I'll ask the Great Elder to settle accounts with you. ”

Recovering her senses a little, the girl stomped her foot and said angrily to the monk who was smiling at her strange appearance.

"I didn't mean to, it's important to save people, seeing that he is still breathing, let's take him back to the family and let grandpa come to save him." ”

Seeing that the nun had a tendency to run rampant, the male monk hurriedly forced a smile and staggered the topic to distract the girl.

"I'll clean up the body of the Thundering Frog, and you'll carry this little monk covered in thunder and lightning. ”

The girl cast several wood-based healing spells on Wang Jing's blackened body, and took out a broad bean-sized elixir. This elixir was verdant and fragrant, and when the elixir touched Wang Jing's dry lips, it turned into a fragrant liquid and slid into his abdomen. The girl used her magic power to help her refine, and after a while, Wang Jing said "um", and walked back from the ghost gate.