The bloody eyes of the "......" unicorn demon python also flashed with spiritual light, and suddenly two rays of blood shot out like lightning, and slammed into the body protection spirit cover. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With this, the unicorn is also another laser arc.

"Poof!" This time, the body protection spirit shield collapsed twice in succession.

"Hiss......" Fang Yang gasped.

Liu Meier and the others were also shocked.

But this shocking change is not only like this.

"Roar ......" the unicorn python hissed.

Below, countless demon snakes echoed.

"Buzz ......"

All the demon snakes seem to be crazy, and they all attack wildly. They don't have horns, but they do have bloody eyes!

"Snort!" Blood-colored rays of light all erupted from the bloody eyes.

Ten thousand rays of light are ejected, and the scene is extremely amazing.

Some of these low-level demon snakes, even with just a single blow, fell into the bottom of the pit below, and they had no breath, but they were actually dead. Although these rays are not as good as those emitted by the unicorn demon python, they are not weak.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The five major monks were all exposed to the blood-colored light, and they were completely living targets, and in a single breath, almost all of the body protection spirit shields disintegrated.

If it weren't for the fact that the five cultivators saw the opportunity quickly and quickly activated one body protection spirit shield after another, they would have ended up with a body and spirit extinction. But even now, it is stormy."Burst into a powerful talisman and quickly broke through. Fang Yang shouted fiercely, and the spirit rune in his hand fired three times in a row, turning into a flame sword, a flame giant axe, and a flame big hand and slamming into the one-horned demon python.

"Roar ......" The one-horned demon python roared, and was shocked and flew out, its scales cracked and bleeding, and its flesh and blood were even more scorched.

"Boom ......" Liu Meier and others inspire powerful talismans.

One by one, all the talismans bombarded all around, and the heart-palpitating destructive power traveled from all around."Puff ......" The powerful demon snakes in the late stage of qi refining all suffered heavy injuries and fell downward. Even, some demon snakes were blown into slag.

"Let's go!" Fang Yang and the other five cultivators rose into the air as quickly as electricity, flew out of the sinkhole in an instant, and galloped into the distance.

A moment after the "roaring ......", in an angry roar, the one-horned demon python with white bones rushed out of the sinkhole in a ferocious and furious manner, and chased after Fang Yang and the others viciously.

After that, more than a dozen surviving and relatively lightly injured late-stage Qi refining demon snakes followed like guards and chased them away.

It's just that this group of demon snakes was seriously injured after all, and as soon as Fang Yang and the others came out of the sinkhole, the direction was free, and it was no longer something that these demon snakes could pursue. After chasing for nearly half an hour, but chasing farther and farther, the one-horned demon python was extremely seriously injured, and almost half of his body was without flesh and blood, so he had to lead a group of snakes and return to the sinkhole with hatred.

"Buzzing ......" Fang Yang, Liu Mei'er and other five cultivators, their minds swept away, and seeing that the demon snake had not caught up, they all pressed the wind in mid-air. Then, with a turn of Liu Meier's palm, a jade stone appeared.

Knowing the inside, Liu Mei'er only sensed, and pointed with her hand: "That treasure should be in that direction." ”

Fang Yang and the others all knew that this was the treasure hunting guide refined by the mountain master, so they immediately nodded, and without saying a word, the five cultivators marched together in the direction that Liu Mei'er said.

After the great escape just now, a tacit understanding was also established between Fang Yang and the short and thin old man and the tall and fat boy. Immediately, the five cultivators set the rules, Liu Meier was responsible for leading the way, Fang Yang and the corpse slave were in a group, the short and thin old man and the tall and fat boy were in a group, and the two groups took turns to be responsible for the vigilance, and they worked in shifts every half an hour.

If so, the physical strength of the five cultivators can be guaranteed to be at the peak at all times.

In this way, Wuxiu has been flying away from the wind.

Unlike other casual cultivators, they stepped into this sea of ruins this time, not for any glory or wealth, but only to find the treasure, and for that reason, they made very fast progress.

"Huh...... Interesting. Fang Yang was on duty, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile.

In front, there was a middle-aged monk in the middle of Qi refining who was embarrassed, bound by a demon vine, and he couldn't get rid of it even if he struggled desperately, and his life was in danger.

However, under Fang Yang's spiritual eyesight, he saw something else.

That direction happened to coincide with the forward route of Fang Yang and others.

Immediately, after Fang Yang sent a message to Liu Mei'er and others, the entire team went in that direction.

"Buzzing ......" Fang Yang and the others all described fatigue, exhaustion, and dust.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay, save me, I will be grateful. The middle-aged monk exclaimed with surprise on his face.

"Huh?" Fang Yang and the others looked at the middle-aged monk with a surprised expression and asked, "This fellow Daoist, what are you ......?"

"Fellow Daoist, save me. I am a loose cultivator in the jurisdiction of the Shiling Sect, and I came to hunt for treasure, and I don't want to be robbed by this. I also hope that for the sake of the same clan, save me......" The middle-aged monk begged again and again.

"You can save you, but you can't save it in vain, right?" Fang Yang said expectantly.

"Of course, as long as the Taoist friend saves me, I will be grateful. To tell you the truth, although I have only been in this sea of ruins for more than a day, I am lucky enough to pick up an artifact.

I don't know exactly what it is, but since it was unearthed in the sea of ruins, it must be good. As long as the Taoist friend rescues me from the trap, I am willing to give this treasure to the Taoist friend. The middle-aged monk hurriedly shouted.

"Is this true?" Fang Yang was overjoyed: "I'll come to save you right away." ”

Before the words fell, Fang Yang fell towards the middle-aged monk.

Liu Meier and others all showed a look of anticipation.

"Hey...... Closer, closer. A hint of cunning flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes.

When Fang Yang approached, the sound of "snorting" breaking the ground was endless, and more than a dozen rattans were locked towards Fang Yang from the bottom up, and the speed was extremely fast. At the same time, at the middle-aged monk's place, there were also rattan locks towards Fang Yang.

The middle-aged monk exclaimed: "Be careful. ”

But before the word "heart" was shouted, the middle-aged monk saw a flower in front of him, and Fang Yang was nowhere to be seen. And all the rattans have failed.

The thought of "not good ......" was just about to arise, and the middle-aged monk felt a pain in his dantian.

A fist pierced the middle-aged monk's dantian.

A wine cup-like utensil is implanted in it, frantically pumping out the breath of its creatures.

"How can it be ......" the middle-aged monk couldn't believe it.

It was Fang Yang who pierced his body.

The trap of middle-aged cultivation, he has already seen through it. What kind of demon vine binding body, it is simply a bureau of booby-trapping monks. This demon vine is planted by a middle-aged cultivator, and it is not the middle stage of qi refining, but the late stage of qi refining that hides the realm. Although it is only the eighth layer of qi refining, its primordial spirit is in Fang Yang, and it is also a sharp weapon.

"Hum ......" didn't wait for the middle-aged cultivator to finish asking the doubts in his heart, Fang Yang ran the ghost illusion technique and extracted the primordial spirit.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The two figures soared into the sky and were about to flee.

Fang Yang was not surprised at all, and in a flash, he caught up with one of the monks. This is also a cultivator of the eighth layer of qi refining, but it is an old man, an accomplice of middle-aged cultivators, seeing Fang Yang blocking the way, his face is hideous, and with a pinch of his hand, a golden light technique bursts out, a dazzling golden light scatters, and from his storage bag, a golden spirit sword roars and slashes towards Fang Yang.