Suddenly, many thunder, fire, ice arrows, and sword qi appeared, in terms of power, these gold-armored warriors were about equivalent to the monks of the late stage of the true master, but they stood together, but they formed a formation.

Both attack and defense are clearly layered, and their power is far from comparable to that of a single enemy.

And that dragon and tiger, of course, will not be idle, the earth-shattering roar came into the ears, assisting from the side, Yuwen Zhouyuan wanted to destroy them in an instant, no matter how difficult.

In terms of strength, they are not as good as the four major disciples incarnated by the Jiaowen Venerable, but they can cooperate with the tacit understanding, but they are more difficult.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was extremely ugly, so that the other party had achieved his goal, but he could only stare dryly.

However, Yuwen Juyuan naturally will not let the situation worsen.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeve robe flicked, more sword light emerged, towards those golden armor puppets, overwhelming attack, at the same time Yuwen Zhouyuan said a low roar in his mouth, Tianhuo Shenluan desperately greeted a dragon and a tiger, because Yuwen Zhouyuan has not been able to get the God Destroying Drum for a long time, and there are not many attack techniques that have been realized, so the strength of the summoned Heavenly God Shenluan is not high, and at present, with their strength, it is not enough to defeat the enemy, but there is no problem with trapping it again.

Then Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the peak-like magic weapon again, and a mountain peak of dozens of zhang appeared above his head, and the mountain peak exuded the power of ten thousand jun, and it also pressed down towards the puppet.

Although the other party has the assistance of the formation, as a lifeless dead thing, in a sense, the cooperation is more tacit than that of the immortal cultivator, but after all, it is only equivalent to the late stage of the true master, how can it be compared with the combat power of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

The sound of cracking came to his ears, like a devastating devastation, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already cut the puppet into several pieces, and several puppets were crushed into pieces by the mountain peak, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan's body turned around, and rushed towards the two beast souls.

"Roar!" the tiger bowed, spitting a fire bomb out of its mouth.

Danger! Yuwen Zhouyuan could feel the spiritual power contained in it, and his body flashed, and his body turned into a streamer of light to dodge, and the fire bomb fell into the sea thousands of feet away.

"Boom!" The sea water within a radius of several acres was almost evaporated, and countless water vapor emerged, spreading to the surroundings, and the white mist was so thick that it was almost impossible to see the five fingers.

This shows its power, and Yuwen Zhouyuan has teleported to the side of the tiger soul at this time.

The tiger was not afraid, opened its bloody mouth, and bit towards Yuwen Zhouyuan fiercely.

"Evil beasts are looking for death!" Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed angrily, he was not an ordinary immortal cultivator, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but instead made an incredible scene, put both hands into the mouth of the tiger's soul, and then broke his upper and lower jaws respectively, and shouted: "Open!"

"Thorny ......" is equivalent to the tiger of the early stage of the True Monarch monk, and it was actually torn in half by Yuwen Zhouyuan from his mouth.

The halo flickered, and its soul naturally disappeared.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan is the only choice to describe it as tough!

The rest of the dragons couldn't help but show fear.

Originally, refining the talisman to erase the wisdom of the spirit beast, but the instinct was there after all, seeing that his companion had fallen, the dragon had already dodged and did not dare to attack, but Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally would not let it go, and his body flashed, and it had already appeared on the head of the dragon.

Jiaolong felt that something was wrong at this time, and struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of Yuwen Zhouyuan at all.

Yuwen Juyuan grasped its horns with one hand, and clenched it into a fist with the other, exhaling loudly, and it rained down.

The soul has no entity, but the thing that is refined into the talisman of the beast soul is naturally different, and the sound of "bang, bang, bang!" kept coming to the ears, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan's body flickered to the tail of the dragon.

Yuwen Juyuan caught its tail, and then like a mortal throwing a chain ball, a few spins, and threw it out fiercely.

Then Yuwen Zhouyuan put his hands together, and the soul sound "Zheng" emitted a soul-stirring sound, and then a huge sword qi appeared.

The sword qi was a hundred zhang huge, and it was even more condensed, and it slashed down fiercely, and Jiaolong's body was immediately separated.

The whole process was complicated to say, but in fact, it was only a few breaths of effort, and then the cold voice of the Jiao Plague Venerable incarnation came into his ears: "Yes, yes, it was so easy to clean up the subordinates of this ancestor." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly turned his head, he could hear from the voice of the Jiao Plague Venerable incarnation that it was full of pain, and the corpse qi in the distance was surging, as if it was almost like liquid.

Then, a tornado rose out of thin air, sweeping away the miserable white and smelly corpse qi, and the monster inside revealed his hideous body.

Even if he had expected it in his heart, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but gasp.

Such a change is really palpitating, and in front of me is still a human body, and a huge crab appears in sight.

It is about a foot tall, and the whole body is dark, and it looks like a crab, but if you look closely, the upper body is still no different from a human.

The muscles were strong, covered with strange scales, and his face had not changed much, but the fangs that had been shattered had regrown.

Not only that, but in the middle of his forehead, there was a rune the size of a baby's fist, made of blood red, shining with spiritual light, and it looked quite complicated.

If that's all, it's okay, Yuwen Zhouyuan embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, and after ups and downs, he has never seen any monsters, so although there is a certain impact on his vision, Yuwen Zhouyuan can still be fearless.

Jiao Plague Venerable incarnated below his lower abdomen at this time, and actually turned into a huge crab, with an extremely hideous appearance, eight legs, all covered with fluff, sharp as a knife, and the mouthparts were extremely sharp, even the fangs were black, and there were green liquid dripping on it, which contained huge poison at a glance.

If it's just a terrible appearance, it's fine, but the other party really exudes a palpitating spiritual pressure, which is overwhelming, making people feel palpitations from the bones.

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but take a step back, the other party had nothing to exaggerate, he was indeed a true self stage cultivator, and he was also the peak cultivator of the true self stage!

Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that compared with the strength of the ontology of the Jiaowen Venerable, it was hard to say who was stronger and who was weak, after all, he had not really met the old monster.

But this is definitely the coercion that only a true self peak monk can have.

Yuwen Zhouyuan began to beat the drum in his heart, after all, after he returned to the world, his cultivation was suppressed at the peak of his true self, but after dozens of days of short adjustment, he also stabilized at the peak of his true self, but he had never fought with anyone, how was his combat power, and whether he could reach the peak of his true self, to be honest, he really had no bottom in his heart.

But no matter what, since he chose to stay here just now, Yuwen Zhouyuan certainly couldn't retreat anymore.

If he retreated, even if he was okay this time, he would leave a demon in his heart, and he would definitely keep bothering him in his cultivation in the future, and it would be even more difficult to further his cultivation!

No matter what, Yuwen Zhouyuan always has to try his supernatural powers, after all, this is just the incarnation of Jiaowen Venerable's body, Yuwen Zhouyuan believes that he must have weaknesses.

Break off his two teeth first, and then let Venerable Jiao Plague know that he is not a soft persimmon, which can be kneaded and kneaded by him at will.

Thinking so in his heart, Yuwen Zhouyuan let out a loud shout, and the Silver Light Chasing Wind Sword, the Snow Soul Xuanguang Sword, and the Thick Earth Zaide Sword flew out, forming a three-talent formation in the air and circling and flying in front of him.

Those three-eyed Heavenly Fire God Luan also stood upside down, and the noisy sound came into the ears, but this was not over, Yuwen Zhouyuan's left hand stretched out, and with a flash of inspiration, the Zeujin Destruction Sword emerged, the style was simple, and as soon as the mana was slightly injected, there was immediately a magnificent power of destruction bursting out.

As for the right hand, it was the soul sound heavenly sound sword, and the sword kept releasing the heavenly sound of soul hooking, and under the soul hooking sound, the face of the Jiao Plague Venerable incarnation kept showing anxious colors.

Immediately afterwards, Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted, the sound was much more surging than the waves, and he saw that the golden light behind him suddenly rose, and Yuwen Zhouyuan brought out his alchemy that was comparable to the true emperor period.

However, the face of the Jiao Plague Venerable was still a blank color, and after the change, his voice was even more hoarse than before, and even faintly revealed a sense of evil, and the strange smile was more like a broken gong.

"Giggles, yes, yes, your kid's means are indeed much more than those of monks of the same level, in all fairness, you do have enough capital to be proud of, but so what, you think that with this little belongings, you can rebel against the old man, Yuwen Zhouyuan, I want you to know, how the word regret is written, what kind of soul refining is just floating clouds, this ancestor will let you see and see, what is called the ultimate pain." Before he could finish speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot.

However, although Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't see the Heavenly Eye Technique, he released the mind-reading technique in his "Heartbeat Without a Trace", and he could still vaguely feel the existence of the incarnation of the Jiao Plague Venerable.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was full of shock, the other party didn't perform any escape techniques, and being able to move so fast was the result of relying on the strength of the physical body, and this speed was extremely close to second flash!

Second, only the monks of the True King Period can cultivate, and it has to be said that the qualifications of those who can cultivate this retreat technique are against the sky, otherwise the True King Stage monks will not be able to cultivate, and those who can cultivate this technique, it would be good to have one among the thousands of True King monks!

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but secretly say: "This ......"

"Little guy, weren't you arrogant enough to tear apart the dragon and tiger just now, now let me see what happens?" The murderous voice of the Jiao Plague Venerable came from all directions.

Before the words reached the ears, the old monster appeared first.

Just three feet in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, the smell of the old monster made people nauseate.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked, at such a close distance, although the treasure had been sacrificed in advance, and there were three Yuanshen magic weapon flying swords formed into a three-talent sword array to protect the body, but the earth sword array was the most basic defensive formation, and it did not bless Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness and mental power, and now it is too late to launch it if you want to bless it again.