It's the Frost Ancient Moth!

This spirit worm didn't know when, with its own powerful realm and excellent concealment technique, it went around the back of the four black-robed people, and without making a sound, it was to kill a half-demon monk of the twelfth layer of qi refining on the spot instantly!

Everyone in the Yuqing Sect was stunned at the moment, obviously they didn't expect such a shocking change, and suddenly their surprised eyes fell on the body of the frost ancient borer that was filled with cold air. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"White ...... Bai An?"

The expressions of the remaining black-robed people on the opposite side were even more exciting, except for the burly man who was quite calm, the other two were all shocked, staring in disbelief at the broken ice slag wrapped in corpses on the ground, and the withered old man almost stared out of his eyes.

These people originally seemed to be extremely confident in the strength of the handsome young man, and they were still unmoved after their companions and Fang Nan confronted each other, but in this instant, such a big shock happened!

After seeing a few people react like this, the corners of Fang Nan's mouth brought a little ridicule.

There are too many strange things about this cave, with his temperament, since he chose to go into the cave to explore, it is naturally impossible not to lay some back hands, as early as when he passed through the narrow passage in front, he quietly sacrificed the frost ancient moth from the spirit beast bag, arrived at the stone platform in advance, and explored the surroundings.

And after this line of black-robed people appeared, the Frost Ancient Moth, who had extremely high spiritual intelligence, also cleverly stopped the search, restrained his breath, and hid in a corner of the rock wall to hide, waiting for Fang Nan's instructions at any time, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Fang Nan has allowed this insect to participate in the fighting method since he raised it for several years, and in the previous several attempts, in addition to having a spirituality far beyond that of a spirit insect of the same level, the biggest killer feature is that he is good at concealing his body and the cold air with a very low temperature, and the real attack method is extremely single, so he is still a little uncertain about how much of a role his spirit insect can play.

However, judging from the performance of this thunderous blow now, Fang Nan could put his mind at ease with the strength of the Frost Ancient Moth, at least the average Qi Refining Peak Cultivator was not the opponent of this spirit worm at all.

After his gaze swept over the corpse ice scattered on the ground, Fang Nan bowed slightly, and with an expressionless face, he made a move of his sleeve robe, and the white spirit insect immediately flapped its wings, flew back upside down, and landed on his shoulder.

And this scene naturally made the rest of the unaware Qi Refining disciples stunned again, and they all reacted that this extremely powerful and terrifying spirit insect was actually the means of this Senior Brother Fang, so everyone looked at Fang Nan again, and suddenly brought a lot of awe.

Although the monk surnamed Zhang had long known Fang Nan's strength, he was also shocked again at this moment, and after looking at Fang Nan's shoulder with envy, he turned his head decisively and shouted: "All disciples, shoot together and kill them!"

The next moment, the fire dragon fan was sacrificed by him, and suddenly, a dragon-shaped red flame several feet long, suddenly wrapped in the boiling heat, rushed towards the black-robed man opposite.

And the rest of the disciples were already determined at this moment, and after they all agreed, they also slapped their storage bags, and all kinds of magic weapons immediately flew out one after another, besieging the past together.

After all, they are all disciples of the Yuqing Sect, and at this moment, under the full force, the magic weapons sacrificed are at least mid-level magic weapons, and the most conspicuous of them is Han Feiyu, who was also quite low-key before.

"Hmph, do you think that if you kill Bai An and Chiyan in a sneak attack, you will be able to win safely, it's ridiculous!"

In the face of the overwhelming array of magic weapons, the burly man led by him did not change color in the slightest, but after snorting coldly, his right hand clenched into a fist and slapped his chest violently!

A series of popping beans suddenly sounded, and the burly man's body swelled up at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and the skin of the whole person instantly turned blue-green, and after two or three breaths, what appeared in front of everyone was a monster with red eyes, fangs in the mouth, and white and long hair!

"Yin corpse? no, this is a drought!"

The monk surnamed Zhang was stunned at first, then reacted immediately, and exclaimed in a lost voice.

"Dryland?"

Fang Nan's eyes condensed slightly, revealing a bit of surprise, this kind of monster is actually a kind of Yin corpse, but the level is higher, and the difficulty of sacrificial refining or natural generation is also greater, and it often retains the memory and wisdom of the previous life, the strength is infinite, the sword and gun are invulnerable, and the self-healing ability is quite powerful, and it is often extremely difficult for low-level monks to solve it.

However, after seeing the handsome young man transform, he almost subconsciously regarded the rest of them as half-demon people who cultivated special body cultivation techniques, and this burly man led by him was actually a dead yin thing, which Fang Nan really didn't expect.

On the other side, the thin old man and the man with gloomy eyes also roared angrily, and his body also changed rapidly. Almost instantly, the thin old man was covered with cyan scale armor, and several layers of black barbs flashing with a cold luster appeared on his back, and after roaring at everyone, he raised a claw, intending to shoot down several flying swords flying towards him.

The tall and thin man turned into a white werewolf with fur like snow, and the fangs next to the bloody mouth were sticking out a foot, looking extremely hideous.

After this monster finished transforming, it also let out a cruel laugh, and did not shy away from facing the nearest few magic weapons.

"Huh, isn't this the werewolf I fought with that day, why haven't you seen it for a few days, and your cultivation has changed and skyrocketed so much?"

Jiang Guyue's suspicious voice came from behind his ears, Fang Nan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes, and saw that the flesh of these half-demon body monks was really strong, and many magic weapons of the same sect fell on them, leaving only a shallow white mark.

However, there are exceptions, Han Feiyu's set of blades forced the white wolf to retreat again and again, and had to join forces with an old man in cyan scale armor to fight, and the fire dragon sacrificed by the monk surnamed Zhang made the white-haired drought fish transformed by the burly giant man also feel a little jealous, and after roaring, the body was surrounded by billowing black gas out of thin air, and the scorching flames were forcibly taken down.

Seeing this, Fang Nan didn't hesitate any longer, his sleeve robe trembled slightly, and he was ready to sacrifice the Tibetan Sword Bell and the Frost Ancient Moth at the same time, in order to form a situation where he would be defeated with one blow.

However, at this moment, an extremely cold aura suddenly fell from the top of the cave, instantly making everyone feel cold in their limbs. In the next moment, the rock above the cave shattered, the sky dome reappeared, the sunlight sprinkled, and with the extremely amazing spiritual pressure, a long purple-clothed figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes out of thin air.