The sword is in the air.

Under the frenzied injection of the fire spiritual power, the sword body emitted a dazzling red-golden light, and in the blink of an eye, a sword light more than ten zhang long extended.

The cultivator surnamed Wan raised his eyebrows coldly, and glanced at the three disciples of the Fire Immortal Sect beside him, and the three of them understood, and their eyes flickered.

Yan Lingyu squinted slightly, and the song of landscape and water was finished, although it did not achieve the expected effect, it also hurt these people.

Seeing every move of the four people, I saw that the aura of the four people was still strong, and the fluctuations were not very violent.

Yan Lingyu's heart gradually sank: Facing four cultivators of the tenth level of Qi cultivation at the same time, it was really very difficult.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, her expression suddenly changed, and she looked down suddenly, and saw the flames rising from the dozen or so Flame Spirit Tree Giant Trees below, converging at one point, and instantly condensing into a three-hundred-zhang flame snake.

Yan Lingyu stared slightly, and his jade fingers were lightly raised, arousing the magic robe at the same time, he summoned the natal spirit plant.

The wind and the moon shake the shadow of the bamboo, and the help is innocent.

A touch of light purple light rippled like water waves, and then climbed high like bamboo knots, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds covered the clouds and closed the moon, transforming this small piece of heaven and earth into a purple mansion cave sky.

The brilliance is magnificent, the true face is present, and it is a purple bamboo forest.

Purple bamboo, a rare spiritual plant on the ground level.

Spread from ancient times, growing on the top of Donghua, absorbing the purple gas of the rising sun from the east, giving birth to three thousand years, growing into its color and turning purple overnight, can give birth to illusions.

The shadow is sparse and oblique, the dark fragrance floats, Yan Lingyu's face is like snow, the skin is like clotted fat, and the purple light is swirling, like a fairy.

This scene made the hearts of the three disciples of the Fire Immortal Sect ripple, and the movements in their hands were slightly stagnant, and the movements of the three hundred zhang fire snake were stagnant.

Yan Lingyu's ten fingers were like onions, plucking the strings lightly, and what he exerted was the top level magic skill of the Demon Sound Dao, the Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds.

With the blessing of the Nine Heavens Ring Pei and the Natal Spirit Plant, the power of this magic sound has increased several times.

The sound of the piano begins, the bamboo shadow swayes, the purple is charming, and the fragrance comes,

At that moment, all the four of them, except for the cultivators with the surname of 10,000, had dull eyes, and their faces had different expressions, whether they were pained, angry, or happy...

The Eight Sounds of Heaven and Demons, one of the top exercises of the Demon Sound Dao, use timbre to hook and tease the obsessions and desires in the depths of people's hearts...

Those who have not achieved great concentration will immediately fall into this terrible sound and cannot extricate themselves.

At the moment, the sound of the piano is bursting, the bamboo shadow is swaying, and the power of the Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds has been urged to the extreme by Yan Lingyu, and the cultivators surnamed Wan are also trying their best to resist, and the expressions on their faces are constantly changing.

At this time, the three hundred zhang fire snake and the flame sword both had a tendency to collapse, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Yan Lingyu's forehead and eyebrows, but his heart was slightly happy.

But at this moment, the cultivator surnamed Wan suddenly closed his eyes, and at that moment, the spiritual power in his body seemed to stop working, and he seemed to have turned into a lifeless stone.

Immediately afterward, a cyan halo appeared around the cultivator surnamed Wan, and then a little golden light spread out from his belly to the surrounding area.

In the blink of an eye, the six zhang radius was shrouded in golden light, and the purple light retreated.

The golden light converged, revealing golden stone pillars.

——Ground level rare spiritual plant, golden wood rock.

The magic sound is beautiful and breathtaking.

Under the eight tones of the Heavenly Demons, the cultivators surnamed Wan also had to summon the natal spirit plant.

The golden wood rock appeared, and the cultivators surnamed Wan were bathed in the golden light, their hearts were settled, and they shouted loudly: "What a witch." ”

As he spoke, the long sword slashed towards Yan Lingyu.

A trace of regret flashed in Yan Lingyu's eyes, this cultivator with the surname of ten thousand people cultivated much higher than her, and the natal spirit plant restrained her, and failed to pull her into the illusion.

Seeing that the sword was fierce and ferocious, Yan Lingyu knew that he was invincible, sighed lightly in his heart, stepped on the red silk, and urged his spiritual power to meet it with all his might.

But when it comes to this real attack, how can Yan Lingyu be the opponent of this cultivator surnamed Wan, who is good at attacking.

The moment the red silk touched it, it broke inch by inch again, and the flame sword slashed over like a bamboo.

Yan Lingyu's eyes were solemn, and as soon as he touched the bag, an ink jade pendant floated in front of him, forming an ink-colored light curtain, blocking in front of him.

The next moment, the long sword slammed into the light curtain, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and I saw that the light curtain suddenly shattered.

Yan Lingyu's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect this attack to be so strong, and when he reacted, he only had time to inject spiritual power into the magic robe.

Bang...

With a loud bang, the aftermath of the flame long sword, a bit of red gold sword, slammed into Yan Lingyu's chest.

The light of the magic robe on Yan Lingyu's body dimmed, and the slender figure was knocked down by this blow.

The purple bamboo dissipated, and a few drops of blood were scattered into the void.

There was a hint of Yin Hong at the corner of Yan Lingyu's mouth, her eyes darkened, she was slightly injured, and she fell to the mountain where Chen Mo was.

At the same time, the three cultivators who had left the Fire Immortal Sect had finally recovered.

The faces of the three of them were ugly for a while, they were all masters of the tenth layer of Qi cultivation from the Fire Immortal Sect, and the three of them joined forces, and they also had the Tao of a female cultivator who was also a tenth layer of Qi training, if this was passed out.

Thinking of this, the faces of the three of them were fierce, and they urged the spiritual power in their bodies again, but they were affected by the Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds, and their control of spiritual power was greatly reduced, and their spiritual power was chaotic, but the fire snake that was three hundred zhang suddenly became about two hundred zhang, and its power was greatly reduced.

The faces of the three of them were gloomy as water, and there was no need to say much, the handprints changed, and the two-hundred-zhang flame long snake rushed towards Yan Lingyu.

One of the dark-skinned Fire Immortal Sect cultivators shouted even more angrily: "Demon girl, suffer death!"

The flames were surging, and the fiery power startled many cultivators in the distance couldn't help but retreat again, looking at the people on the ground, a touch of regret also rose in their hearts, and secretly said A beauty, that's it.

In their opinion, these 200 zhang long flame snake covers the sky and the moon, enough to encircle the hill twice, and if it is hit, it will definitely be burned to ashes.

These people can't bear to look at the next scene.

The fire dragon roared and descended, only a dozen zhang away from the mountain, and it was about to swallow Yan Lingyu, but when Yan Lingyu's expression also darkened, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded: "Big black, I think you are looking for death!"

As soon as these words came out, I saw that the mountain where the previous 'vision' was located exploded, the mountains and rocks flew one after another, and the ancient trees were all broken.

A hundred and thirty zhang long vine python sprang out, and its power was much stronger than that of the demon beasts in the early stage of foundation building.

With a hiss, Yan Lingyu was taken in his mouth, and the long rattan snake tail slammed into the fire dragon.

With a bang, half of the fire dragon's head was removed, and a section of the tail of the rattan python was also burned, turning into a rain of fire and broken vines.

On the head of the vine demon python, Chen Mo stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was radiant, and the momentum around his body had reached the ninth level of qi training.

As his spiritual power flowed, a large number of purple vine snakes overflowed, and the one hundred and thirty zhang vine snakes were intact again.

Chen Mo was naturally aware of the scene in the field, and after thinking about it a little, he knew that these people were attracted by the 'vision' forbidden by the Five Elements.

It's just that to his surprise, Yan Lingyu has obviously left, but for some reason he turned back and blocked the cultivators of the Fire Immortal Sect?

Don't... Is she really for herself?

Don't... Isn't it true that everything she did was to refine the root of the Xuancao?