There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Fairy Road, Proud of Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote for the flower subscription to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng.

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The battle below the Netherworld Pool was continuing, Jiang Xiaoling's gossip was printed, and it immediately shocked the Quartet, and the burning body of the twelfth-order Xuanying Iron Scale Jiao kept churning in the wide lair. Taking this opportunity, Han Cong finally approached the boulder where the Iron Scale Jiao was sheltering.

"Let's do it together, let's kill the Iron Scale Jiao first. Meng Shaobao, Xue Fatzi"

Monte naturally won't let go of any opportunity, Wan Ku watched the skeleton struggling in a scream, the tomb robber suddenly sneaked attack, Xue Fatzi blocked a move for him and then said:

"Wan Ku, you are a monk, be sober. ”

Wan Ku's eyes lit up, and he immediately responded:

"Thank you, fat man, you're right. Tomb robbers, come back to entanglement, Lao Tzu Mao will sell all your eighteen female corpse wives to Zhongzhou. ”

After Wan Ku finished speaking, he and Xue Fatzi swept forward and backward to the vicinity of the Iron Scale Jiao, gesticulating the seal, and an oily black light curtain was scattered towards the Iron Scale Jiao. Between the feather fan of Fat Xue, a smoke with a monster's head dragging a long tail pounced on the Iron Scale Jiao. The tomb robber looked around, gritted his teeth and muttered:

"Wan Ku, Lao Tzu will settle accounts with you later"

Immediately, the other three meditation cultivators, as well as the three Montes, Jinquan, and the tomb robbers, also took action. At this time, Han Cong quietly came to the place where the Iron Scale Jiao lived. Once the Nether Epiphany Pollen uses its spiritual power, it loses its effect, and Han Cong, who is invisible with the help of Huajie, is confident that it will not be discovered. To Han Cong's surprise, in the depression formed by the long-standing body of the Iron Scale Jiao, in addition to being covered with a puddle of dark black mud, there was actually a dark and shiny ball of light. Could it be the egg born by the Iron Scale Jiao, no matter what it is, if you enter the treasure land, you will naturally not waste any opportunities. So Han Cong did not hesitate, and acted quickly according to the method of collecting the Xuanming black mud recorded in the "Array Weapon Technique", and the black and non-slippery Jiao eggs were naturally collected together.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoling, Lu Jian, Jianyu Meteor, Xue Fatzi and Monte and others were working together to besiege the Iron Scale Jiao, which was covered in scaly wounds. At this time, the three of Monte began to face Jiang Xiaoling, Lu Jian and Sword Rain Meteor. The four of them were all in one place, and the protective shield on their bodies was different from the spiritual power of meditation, and Jiang Xiaoling's golden protective energy was only possessed by the King of Jizo in the entire underworld, which made Monte have to be shocked. Lu Jian didn't have a protective shield at all, and the colored light formed by the five ghost elves was his protective shield. The Sword Rain Meteor uses the energy of the purple golden lotus seed to resist the underworld qi, and the purple-red protective shield is also incomprehensible to the cultivators.

Jiang Xiaoling held a wooden sword in one hand, and constantly drew all kinds of rune seals in mid-air. Where the runes were, the Iron Scale Jiao didn't dare to approach. And Lu Jian's soul hook was like a spirit snake constantly swimming around his body. These days, Lu Jian has learned a lot of swordsmanship from the Sword Rain Meteor, the cultivation of the sixth-order Shura, and at this time, he should use the Soul Separation Hook to cooperate with Jiang Xiaoling. The sword rain meteor used the same sword technique, so the two purple light sword qi flew in one place, traveling around Jiang Xiaoling and Lu Jian's attack energy.

"Meng Shaobao, these four people have a maximum attack power of the seventh order, but they can restrain the Iron Scale Jiao, why is this?" Jin Jing suddenly asked Monte in a low voice.

"I don't think they're ordinary meditatives, especially the woman with the ponytail. No wonder they were not afraid of the Ghost King's ambush and killed Wei Wei, it turned out that the backstage turned out to be the purgatory. Monte replied nonchalantly, and the two of them didn't seem to be afraid of Jiang Xiaoling and they heard it.

"Yes, dare not to take the Shaobao of Ning Hades Fort in your eyes like this, there are indeed few in the underworld. ”

The tomb robbers immediately and immediately provoked loudly. Monte didn't respond, but he felt uncomfortable. Just as he was thinking about how to reap the benefits, the Iron Scale Jiao roared, and suddenly abandoned everyone and flew towards its shelter, a foot away but turned sharply towards Monte. Monte only felt an invisible energy coming towards him, and without hesitation, he swung the fire spear in his hand and slammed into the void, and a purple figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in between.

"It's the one with the surname Han."

"Not good, be careful of the Iron Scale Essence Blood. ”

Monte was furious, and Kim was warned. Before Monte could trouble sensing Han Cong's cunning, the Iron Scale Jiao had already roared and spewed out a cloud of blood-colored solution in his direction. At the same time, it quickly shot towards the hole. Monte immediately fired back at the flying arrows of iron scales. All the mortal cultivators knew that the enraged Immortal Beast would condense the essence blood in the Inner Dan and deliver a blow of maximum energy. It was so fast that it was hard to escape, and Monte delivered the strongest blow. Then quickly retreat with the help of the force of the rebound. Almost at the same time, everyone quickly dodged, but Han Cong, who was invisible, was already prepared, everyone just saw the purple figure reappear, and at the same time, a colored streamer vortex appeared in front of them, and the essence blood spewed out by the iron scale Jiao touched the vortex and disappeared immediately. At the same time, the purple figure disappeared. After that, Han Cong's figure did not reappear.

Iron Scale Jiao screamed, and looked around angrily, as if to find the purple figure. Jiang Xiaoling immediately said:

"Don't panic, everyone, this iron scaly Jiao is not lightly injured, and he has been provoked, now is the time to kill him. Meng Shaobao, don't you want Neidan? Lu Jian, Sword Rain Meteor, your cultivation is not enough, quit first. Hurry up ......"

Jiang Xiaoling secretly said to Lu Jian and Sword Rain Meteor at this time:

"Han Cong has already succeeded, we don't need to deal with the Iron Scale Jiao anymore, Monte happens to be entangled by the Iron Scale, you quickly withdraw to deal with Monte's people to grab the puppet, I want to drag Monte them. ”

At the same moment, Jiang Xiaoling said as she waved the wooden sword in her hand, and in a few breaths, she actually weaved a large net of golden threads around the iron scale Jiao. Lu Jian and the Sword Rain Meteor quickly slipped away as they said, and Monte and the others saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and immediately attacked the Iron Scale Jiao violently.

At the entrance of the cave, Han Cong's figure flashed when three figures suddenly attacked him. The Green Dragon Order in Han Cong's hand immediately flashed, and the shot was the strongest blow.

The dragon double kills?

Two dragon shadows flew out from the Green Dragon Order in an instant, and when the two dragon shadows came into contact with the white light and shadow, Han Cong and the figure disappeared at the same time, and appeared nearby at the same time. The aftermath of the energy quickly dispersed, and the dark energy appeared and disappeared from time to time. Han Cong saw a black-robed woman standing not far away, and there were two black-clothed warriors behind her. Although the hat was pressed very low, the white face and black eyes looked directly at Han Cong for a long time before he said:

"Who are you?"

"Jiufeng Mountain Han Cong"

Han Cong's divine consciousness condensed nine lotus flowers and scattered them outside his body, and the woman responded with a slight smile:

"Ningxia Castle Ningji"

"Please"

Han Cong dodged out of the way, and Ning Ji didn't say anything anymore, and immediately took the two warriors into the cave. Han Cong didn't act immediately, and a hundred feet in front of him, another black-robed man in front of the two teams of people was staring at Han Cong.

After a few breaths, Han Cong's figure disappeared, and the two teams of people immediately emptied, and two dragon shadows suddenly appeared, attacking straight down like a whirlwind and clouds. How could Elder Hu let the prestige of Ning Ying Castle fold in his hands, and when his figure disappeared, a black curtain was already shrouded in the air of the two teams. The two teams of black-clothed warriors were equally well-trained, and the standard long knives surrounded the iron cage, and a black shadow condensed. Under Han Cong's divine sense, the two teams of black-clothed warriors and the iron cage were already dozens of zhang away.

"Shenlong Yuanshen, who is Your Excellency?"

Han Cong didn't answer, but the Qinglong ordered the gyration to attack again. Not far away, two teams of black-clothed warriors had just appeared, and before they had a chance to breathe, two purple lights flew in, and countless sword rain meteors fell from the sky. Several people quickly retreated, and several fought hard and were repulsed. Five rays of light and shadow appeared on the iron cage at the same time, and four of them attacked four black-clad warriors armed with iron ropes. The sudden attack of Lu Jian and Sword Rain Meteor not only caught the two teams of black-clothed warriors off guard, but also made the Ning Ying Fort Elder who was fighting against Han Cong angry.

Inside the cave, the angry counterattack of the Iron Scale Jiao surprised everyone, and Monte's Fire Prism Spear saw the opportunity to instantly penetrate the seven inches of the Iron Scale Jiao, and the Iron Scale Jiao turned its head and glared angrily, and with a mouth, the blood-colored long letter immediately rolled up the Fire Prism Gun and quickly lifted Monte up. The golden light and white light attacked the throat of the iron scale Jiao at the same time, and Jiang Xiaoling and a black-robed woman appeared at the same time. Around the Iron Scale Jiao.

"Aunt Ning, grab Neidan. ”

A blood-red ball radiated brilliance and quickly spat out from the Iron Scale Jiao's mouth. There was no need for Monte to remind him, Jiang Xiaoling and Ning Ji grabbed the Nedan of the Iron Scale Jiao at the same time, and Jin Guo and the tomb robbers also fought at the same time. Xue Fatzi and Wan Ku swung their light blades to slash at the claws of the Iron Scale Jiao, while the other Shura and a skeleton tacitly blocked the two black-clothed warriors who followed Ning Ji in.

The four of them fought for Neidan, and the Iron Scale Jiao was penetrated by the fire prismatic spear for seven inches, and the claws were attacked by Xue Fatzi and Wan Ku. Monte was sucked by the iron scale Jiao's suction, and a desperate fight entered a critical moment. A group of cultivators who had been fighting around the Iron Scale Jiao for more than two hours each used their whole body skills to compete for this precious cultivation resource. However, the defense of the twelfth-order Jiaolong with thick skin and flesh and dark iron scales is really strong. However, the Iron Scale Jiao, which seemed to be dying and struggling and was about to be divided, suddenly reversed, and the Fire Prism Spear and Monte were instantly thrown far away, smashing fiercely on the stone wall dozens of feet away, and the blood-colored Neidan flew quickly in the process of everyone's scramble, and finally disappeared out of thin air. The iron scale Jiao continued to change, countless iron scales on the body were scattered and suspended in the air to form a sharp blade, the first to bear the brunt were Xue Fat Man and Wan Ku, the fat Xue Fat Man's body was instantly cut into pieces, and his soul was swept into the mouth of the Iron Scale Jiao like a mosquito. Wan Ku turned into a gray mist, and the soul quickly escaped.

"Fuck, it's a void pill. Damn ......"

The tomb robber cursed and fled out of the cave after Wan Kuan's soul. Jin Guo did not flee, but a pair of Falun attacked again. At this moment, a roar from outside the cave startled Monte and Ningji. I don't know when, Jiang Xiaoling suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, and the wooden sword in her hand flew wildly, and a golden array was quickly formed to seal the entrance of the cave.