Sun Long's eyes kept widening, from the initial nervousness, to doubt, and from doubt to anger, and when he threw out an ice arrow and scattered the talisman with one blow, the anger in his heart gushed out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay! Okay! Dare to play with your grandfather Sun, you have a kind! Since you are not a monk of Jiedan, the wings must be a strange treasure, hehe! Now this strange horse is mine! Hahahaha......" In the midst of wild laughter, Sun Long rushed towards Xue Wenrui.

Xue Wenrui didn't panic, the Heavenly Cicada Wings with the "Silver Moon Void Step" could make him invincible, but how to defeat the opponent as soon as possible and rescue Mo Jianchen was what he was anxious about.

Stretching out the wings of the Heavenly Cicada, Xue Wenrui's "Silver Moon Void Step" became an afterimage, and even Sun Long's divine thoughts were difficult to lock. Sun Long was not surprised, which showed that the value of the strange treasure was extraordinary.

In the process of constantly changing his body, Xue Wenrui still threw out a low-level low-grade talisman from time to time, although it was broken by Sun Long with an instantaneous spell, but the ice mist scattered from all sides also caused great trouble to the other party.

In the sky, two shadows chase after me, chasing without stopping.

The talisman in Xue Wenrui's hand has not stopped: a low-level low-grade rune was played, and another low-level low-grade rune was played, and so on several times, Xue Wenrui suddenly threw out three low-grade runes, and then another low-grade rune and four low-grade runes......

Suddenly, Xue Wenrui threw out a large handful of low-level talismans, densely packed, and there were more than twenty of them.

"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost! There are really a lot of talismans!" Sun Long flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen instantaneous ice arrows were sent out one after another. These ice arrows were enough to shatter all of those talismans.

"Papapa" one after another runes exploded, pieces of ice mist dispersed, and there seemed to be a sudden fog in front of him, which was dozens of zhang in size.

Just as Sun Long was about to pass through this ice mist and chase Xue Wenrui, he suddenly frowned, and then hurriedly injected spiritual power into the spiritual energy shield, and at the same time fired several ice arrows in succession with both hands.

In the ice mist, a low-level high-grade talisman was quietly suspended there, and there were more than a dozen prohibitions on this talisman, and it was these prohibitions that made the breath of the talisman not leak at all.

Just as the ice arrow was about to hit the talisman, the talisman seemed to open its eyes, turned a corner, dodged the ice arrow, and then rushed towards Sun Long.

"Ahh

Xue Wenrui also tried like this for the first time, his divine thoughts were better than those of the monks in the late stage of foundation building, but he didn't know how to use it, originally he wanted to let the talisman explode immediately, and it was estimated that he could also break Sun Long's aura shield, and even make the other party suffer some minor injuries. But with a flash of inspiration, he suddenly controlled the talisman in a circle, and he really dodged those ice arrows.

Sun Long was stunned for a moment, and he lost the opportunity even more, and the talisman directly touched his aura shield and exploded.

"Ahh Although this blow was blocked by his aura shield, most of the attacks were borne by his body, and the injuries suffered were naturally not light.

Sun Long's eyes were red, when had he been so injured in the hands of an aura realm cultivator, with an angry roar, he sacrificed his flying sword, and he was about to slash Xue Wenrui to the ground.

Xue Wenrui was ten feet in front of him, still looking calm, as if the life and death crisis in front of him had nothing to do with him.

At the same time, a thought in Xue Wenrui's mind moved, and a leaf on the Tree of the Divine Sea flew down, and a shadow suddenly appeared behind Sun Long. The shadow was silent, without a trace of flesh and blood, like a ghost, and the enraged Sun Long did not even notice him, until the shadow pounced on his body and stretched out his arms to embrace him, he was shocked.

Before Sun Long could react, and before he could even open the aura shield, the ghostly shadow exploded.

The explosion of an undead in the middle of the Spirit Liquid Realm may not be able to hurt a monk in the middle of the Spirit Crystal Realm in normal times. But now Sun Long didn't have the slightest vigilance, not even the aura shield was opened, and the distance was so close.

"Ah......h If it is said that the first injury only reduced his strength to seventy, but this time it has already made him seriously injured, and the remaining strength is not even four CDs.

Xue Wenrui has even used his life-saving magic power "Demon Spirit Summoning Technique", so naturally he will not let go of this opportunity to beat the water dogs. "Take advantage of his illness to kill him", Xue Wenrui's hand is more than a dozen low-level low-grade runes, and there are two low-level high-grade runes in the middle, which are already all his runes.

More than a dozen talismans formed a large net, overwhelming the sky, and flew towards Sun Long.

Sun Long trembled all over, Xue Wenrui's talisman was all ice-based, and those ice mist helped him by greatly reducing his blood loss speed. It's just that his body's spiritual power is now running around, and it is difficult to retract it at all, coupled with the interference of the ice mist on the speed of spiritual power circulation and the freezing of blood flow, he can barely even move.

Sun Long knew that his life was in danger, and he could no longer hold back. He bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood, and then used the spiritual power he barely lifted to control the medium-grade flying sword to fly towards the talisman net, and at the moment when he was close to the net, he let out a low shout of "explosion".

The mid-grade flying sword burst open, and a huge impact force suddenly tore the talisman net to pieces. Immediately after that, the runes also exploded, and the big net of runes suddenly disappeared.

Xue Wenrui was also shocked by the other party's decisiveness, "If I knew this, I would have left a medium-grade talisman!" Just now, even if he didn't have a medium-grade talisman, I believe that the other party would self-detonate a medium-grade magic weapon.

Xue Wenrui scratched his head, and then took out the inferior flying sword distributed by the sect and threw it at Sun Long. "Hmph, isn't it just a magic weapon? I have it too!"

Looking at the flying sword flying over, although Sun Long also recognized that this was just the most ordinary low-grade flying sword, he didn't dare to let the other party attack him, he once again forcibly raised a trace of spiritual power to sacrifice his strange dragon staff.

Xue Wenrui naturally knew that if his flying sword fought against the opponent's staff, he would only end up shattered. Therefore, as soon as the flying sword approached, he shouted a low "explosion", and the flying sword burst open, and the staff did not have time to withdraw, and it was immediately blown up all over the body and lost his spirituality.

This staff is Sun Long's treasure, the so-called "strange dragon staff" is refined from a third-level demon snake with a trace of dragon blood, which is quite rare, even if it is against Mo Jianchen's high-grade magic weapon just now, it will not fall behind at all.