Qin Ziyang scolded secretly in his heart, the strength and mentality of these three people are not bad, especially this Hong Snake, who actually replaced his life with his arm, and then hid underground with the giant snake, ready to kill with one blow, which is much stronger than the self-righteous Wang Dong. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it's a pity that no matter how high the minds of these three are, they are not the opponents of an old fox like Zhao Qiyan.

If Qin Ziyang was present, without saying a word, he would first solve such a big threat as Zhao Qiyan, and then allow him to use the interests of the sect as a cover?

This solicitation, if he really said that it was best to move the Hong Snake, even if he didn't say it, he also won his most precious thing, time!

With the passage of time, Zhao Qiyan, as a foundation building monk, is absolutely indispensable in the storage bag with an elixir to restore mana, and its recovery speed is far greater than that of Qing Ruonan and the others.

Sure enough, after the giant snake broke through the blockade of the ghost fog, Zhao Qiyan, who was entangled by another giant snake, suddenly laughed, and the centipede-like dark golden magic weapon rose out of nowhere, rushing towards the three of Qing Ruonan.

"Damn!" the snake yelled frantically, slapping the serpent's head, and the serpent shrank to the ground. But how could his speed keep up with the speed of the magic weapon, and a blade slashed directly through his thigh.

The nine tiny blades directly surrounded the giant snake at the feet of the Hong Snake, turning into a tornado that continuously cut off large swaths of flesh and blood, splashing into the sky.

"Damn, even if I die, I'm going to pull you on my back!" Hong Snake's face changed greatly, and a crazy intent appeared in his eyes, regardless of the whole person being exposed to the blade magic weapon. opened his mouth and spit out a stream of essence blood fiercely, and the remaining right arm slapped directly on this essence blood, pinched the trick with one hand, and pointed in the direction of Zhao Qiyan.

"Explode to Lao Tzu!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

There were two violent explosions in a row, and the corpse of Wang Dong, who was originally lying next to Zhao Qiyan, and the corpse of another giant snake actually swelled strangely at this time, and then exploded violently, blowing Zhao Qiyan away again.

"Damn, corpse explosion technique!" Zhao Qiyan's embarrassed voice came from the blood mist, although the two explosions did not kill him, but they aggravated his originally not light injuries.

Corpse explosion technique,It is a secret technique of its evil sect,You can use the corpse of a monk or a demon beast as an explosion point,The higher the cultivator when he dies,The stronger its explosion power。

This kind of secret technique is usually mastered by some demon sects, for example, there is a demon sect called the Yin Sha Sect in the Jin Kingdom of Central Continent, which highly respects this technique.

"Death to the old man!" Zhao Qiyan roared angrily, and the two blades crossed and slashed through Zhao Qiyan's neck, and a head rolled down from the giant snake like a kicked ball.

As for this giant snake, it was also directly cut into flesh and blood by the furious Zhao Qiyan using the centipede blade of the Nine Sons and Mothers.

"Hahaha, let's all die!" Zhao Qiyan laughed maniacally, and the Nine Sons and Mother's centipede blades turned into a tornado again, enveloping Qing Ruonan and Cui Xiabing.

However, at this time, in front of Qing Ruonan and Cui Xiabing, a huge blue-gray turtle that was more than two people tall and about five meters long appeared. This turtle has a hard back, like a piece of hard mountain rock, ** in the shape of a diamond, and its limbs are thick and powerful.

As soon as this big turtle appeared, it felt the murderous intent and heavy bloody aura around it, and its limbs retracted almost instantly, leaving only a huge turtle shell. Then, a blue-gray light rose from its turtle's back, turning into a shield in the shape of a giant umbrella to protect Qing Ruonan and Cui Xiabing.

"First-order top-level demon beast Qingyan Turtle, so what, if the old man wants to kill you, even if the Xuanwu Immortal Beast is here, he can't save you!" Zhao Qiyan roared again, ignoring the blood that kept flowing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, he grabbed another pill to restore mana and threw it into his mouth.

The Qingyan Turtle, a first-order top demon beast, lives in the rocks of giant mountains and rocks, and feeds on mountains and rocks. The whole body is extremely hard, and he is only good at one spell, the Qingyan Shield, and the protective power is extremely strong.

This Qingyan shield was captured by Qingfeng Zhenren at a great cost, and was specially given to his beloved daughter Qingruo Nan as a guardian beast. With this Qingyan turtle guarding, the monks below the foundation did not want to break through the shield of the Qingyan turtle. Even in the face of the foundation monks, they can resist for a certain amount of time.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Under Zhao Qiyan's urging, the Nine Sons and Mother's Centipede Blade flickered with cold light, constantly bombarding the blue-gray shield transformed by this Qingyan Turtle, splashing a large amount of firelight.

Soon, this blue-gray light was slashed off by the Nine Sons and Mother's Centipede Blade, and the shield range was even narrower.

Although this Qingyan Turtle is a first-order top-level demon beast, how can it be compared to Zhao Qiyan, a foundation-building monk, not to mention that Zhao Qiyan is angry attack at this time, and the Nine Sons and Mother's centipede blade turned into a tornado, constantly bombarding the Qingyan Shield.

Soon, the aura of this Qingyan shield was crumbling by the bombardment, and even the head of the Qingyan Turtle was inserted with the main knife on the blade of the Nine Sons and Mother Centipedes, the dark golden scimitar.

Qingyan Turtle has been seriously injured!

"What should I do......" Inside the Qingyan Shield, Qing Ruonan looked up with an extremely ugly face and looked at the nine-handled blades raging outside the Qingyan Shield, and his heart was dead.

"Ahem, Ruonan, you run away first, I believe that Uncle Qing will definitely leave you something to escape. Cui Xiabing leaned his back against the shell of the Qingyan turtle and said with difficulty.

Qing Ruonan shook her head, and a somewhat old talisman appeared in her hand, and said with a wry smile: "So what, this is a small transfer talisman that can be randomly moved to a place within about ten kilometers." But this is the inner door of the Spirit Worm Gate, who knows what the hell this little shifting charm will send me to......"

Cui Xiabing glanced at the talisman in Qing Ruonan's hand with some envy, and said weakly: "However, it's better than dying here......"

"Hey, that's ......"

"What's wrong, Wakao?"

"Why did this artifact stop?"

Sure enough, with Qing Ruonan's consternation, the Nine Sons and Mother's Centipede Blade, which was raging outside the Qingyan Shield, suddenly stopped, and then disappeared.

"What's going on?" Qing Ruonan hurriedly sacrificed his magic weapon, climbed onto the turtle shield of the Qingyan turtle and looked out.

The sequelae of her previous use of runes have recovered, and the mana in her body has recovered at this time.

I saw that in that huge pit, Zhao Qiyan tilted his head and slanted at them, his left ear had disappeared! The ghost mist rose with the wind, guarding him.

"Dare to ask which Taoist friend it is, why don't you show up and see it!" Zhao Qiyan said with a snarle in his eyes.

Just now, the moment he withdrew the ghost mist shield in order to save spiritual power and inject it into the Nine Sons and Mother Centipede Blade to speed up the attack, an undetectable spiritual power rushed directly towards his head.

If it weren't for decades of fighting experience that made his head subconsciously flash to the right for a few points, not only his left ear would be pierced at this time, but even his head would be pierced!

"Flying Needle!"

"It's a pity ......" A somewhat crisp voice came from the surrounding monkey fruit grove, and I saw a boy who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old walking out of the fruit grove.

It was Qin Ziyang!

"It's him......" Qing Ruonan's eyes moved, and the young man's face made her a little strange and a little familiar.

"Qin ...... Senior Brother Qin. Cui Xiabing also lay on the side of the Qingyan turtle with difficulty, and recognized the boy who came out of the woods.