Zhang He and the others had already seen how crazy the masked monk was, and they didn't dare to fight in close combat, and countless magic weapons all bombarded him, and Zheng Xian also took out the super sword and covered the masked monk in the back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The transcendent sword has undergone self-advancement, and its power has increased greatly, especially after Zheng Xian's advanced level to the spiritual vein realm, he has the powerful magic power to destroy magic weapons, and when the transcendent sword swings over, all magic weapons are broken, and all other top-grade spiritual weapons below are all beaten and rebounded back.

Without the obstruction of the magic weapon, the masked monk leaned over at once, let out a roar of rage from his mouth, and his fists and feet slammed firmly into the monks.

Zhang He really couldn't resist it, and turned around to escape, Zheng Xian drew a ground for a prison and nailed Zhang He to the spot.

At this time, all the other monks were defeated by the masked monk, and the masked monk continued to pounce on Zhang He, who moved his consciousness and sacrificed a large bell to cover himself.

He knew very well that this kind of secret technique of temporarily improving his cultivation would definitely not be able to support it for too long, this golden bell was a high-grade spiritual weapon, as long as it could be maintained until the medicinal power passed, he could turn defeat into victory.

The masked monk really ignored the Admiralty's body protection, and stepped forward to attack with his fists and feet, and the Admiralty automatically gave birth to a layer of light to dissolve the power of his fists and feet, and Zhang He inside would not be hurt at all.

Zheng Xian saw it clearly, hurriedly took out the Spring and Autumn Pen, wrote a weak word, and pushed it into the Admiralty.

Sure enough, the light emitted by the golden bell began to weaken, and finally became vague and nothing, and the masked monk rushed up and punched out, and with a bang, the golden bell made a loud bang.

The sound of the golden bell being struck out would not hurt Zhang He, but the sound that came out could attack his divine consciousness through Zhang He's ears, just like launching a divine consciousness attack.

Zhang He only felt that his whole head was buzzing inside, his stomach was tumbling, and he wanted to jump out of the bell several times, but he couldn't hold back it with difficulty.

Then he found that the Masked Monk's attack on the Admiralty was getting weaker and weaker each time, and he knew that his medicinal power was about to disappear, so he couldn't hold back even more.

Sure enough, after a dozen more blows, the masked monk's bulging muscles began to atrophy, his eyes returned to normal, his breathing became steady, and he fell to the ground weakly.

This time, he forcibly improved his cultivation to eight small levels, and he had already exhausted all his physical strength, and now he couldn't move a finger if he wanted to.

Zheng first kicked him, and seeing that the other party had no reaction, he said to himself: "It's really useless, it won't work so soon." ”

Zhang He also accepted the golden bell and stood up: "Okay, now it's time for the two of us to have a real competition." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

Zheng first stopped Zhang He, walked over to the downed monks, and untied their storage bags as if no one was around.

When all the storage bags were put away, Zheng first used his hand to call the puppet, and the two surrounded Zhang He one after the other.

Zhang He said: "You are really shameless, do you want more people to bully less?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what is it if more than 300 of you beat me just now, hurry up. Zheng Xian took out the black jade knife and shook it at Zhang He.

"Look at the move!" Zhang He came out with both hands, and dozens of spells and several magic weapons attacked Zheng Xian and the others together, and he took this opportunity to turn around and flee.

Zhang Heke is not stupid at all, just now they fought one of the thirty, but they couldn't win the other party, and now the other party is beating him one, how can he have a chance of winning, of course, he will escape first.

Zheng Xian didn't bother to chase him, he walked over and kicked the masked monk again: "Hey, they were all beaten away by me, hurry up and get out of here." ”

As soon as his words fell, the figure in front of him flashed, and the middle-aged monk stood in front of the two of them, and grinned: "You kid simply treats me as nothing, you can leave if you want, leave the chalcedony and leave!"

Although Zheng Xian can defeat a monk of the ninth layer of the spiritual vein, but against the monk of the Upper Body Shaping Realm, there is no chance of winning at all, and he said in his heart that it is just a piece of jade, and said: "Brother Mask, you hurry up and take out the chalcedony, this senior wants it, you can give it to him." ”

The masked monk raised his eyelids, moved his hands, and took out the chalcedony from his arms with difficulty, not looking at it in the wild, which still made Zheng Xian and the middle-aged monk feel like they were in the cold winter.

The masked monk gently stroked the chalcedony, kissed it with his mouth, and said, "Bing'er, don't worry, I won't let others snatch you, even if we go down to the underworld, we will be together." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zheng Xian and the middle-aged monk to react, they swallowed the chalcedony whole with one mouth.

Zheng Xian shouted: "Stupid, that chalcedony is an extremely cold thing, your physique is not enough, if you swallow it like this, you will freeze to death with chalcedony." ”

In fact, there was no need for Zheng Xian to say it, the masked monk's body had begun to exude a cold aura, and a thin layer of ice had begun to form on his whole body.

The masked monk couldn't help but shiver from the cold, and said, "What's so terrible about death, if you can meet my Bing'er when you die, then I'd rather die early." ”

Zheng Xian's nose was sour when he heard it, it seems that this masked monk is not really without merit, just these few words are still very good.

The middle-aged monk said, "Okay, since you want to die, I'll let you go to the underworld now!"

Zheng Xian's eyes were quick, his hands reached out, grabbed the masked monk, and with a bang, the middle-aged monk slapped his palm on the ground, shaking the ground evenly.

Zheng Xian smiled and said: "Senior, this person wants chalcedony so much, why don't you fulfill him once, and wait until he is dead to take out the chalcedony." ”

The middle-aged monk said angrily: "You stupid, the longer this chalcedony stays on him, the more the cold will be lost, and when the cold is gone, what use do I want him, since you want to hinder me from taking the marrow, then you can die with him!"

Suddenly, a green long sword appeared out of thin air, slashing Huashan and slashing down at Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian took a few steps back, took out the Spring and Autumn Pen, and wrote a word in the air, the word collided with the flying sword, and with a bang, the word was cut into two sections, and the green sword continued to press down.

Zheng Xian quickly put away the Spring and Autumn Pen, took out the Chaodu Sword, and greeted the cyan flying sword, but the power of the cyan flying sword was too great, and with a bang, the Chaodu Sword shattered.

This transcendent sword is formed by Zheng Xian with spiritual power, and Zheng Xian himself has a very close connection, which is more intimate than the natal magic weapon of ordinary monks.

The middle-aged monk sighed and praised: "You are really not an ordinary second-layer spirit vein realm, you can actually completely take over the power of the Aoki sword, and you only suffered a little injury, of course, a person like you has to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots!"

He used his hand a little, the Aoki sword flew back again, and several magic tricks were played, and a sword instantly divided into twelve identical Aoki swords, forming a peculiar sword formation, the twelve sword tips were all aimed at Zheng Xian, and each sword tip exuded a huge energy.

Zheng Xian's consciousness moved, and the puppet flew in front of him, holding the sword in both hands and looking at the twelve flying swords.

"Aoki Sword Formation!" the middle-aged monk snorted softly, and the twelve flying swords flew towards Zheng Xian together.

The puppet shouted, and the long sword in his hand slashed out twelve swords in a row, although each sword stabbed a Aoki sword, but his cultivation was really not good, the twelve Aoki swords just consumed some spiritual power, boom, boom, boom, all bombarded the puppet.

The puppet retreated again and again, but still stopped the twelve swords, but he didn't expect the middle-aged monk to follow the Aoki sword to his eyes, and his palms were pressed against the puppet's chest, and a vast amount of energy burst out.

Bang!

The puppet's chest was pierced in one fell swoop, and a stream of white light passed through the puppet's body and continued to bombard Zheng Xian.

At the moment when the white light was about to hit Zheng Xian, the masked monk who had been lying on the ground didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly jumped up from the ground and pounced on Zheng Xian.

Thundered!

The white light hit the masked monk firmly, fortunately there was a thick layer of ice on his body, and this white light all hit the ice, the ice was baked by such a high temperature, and it thawed quickly, fortunately, there was ice in the middle, otherwise the masked monk would have been pierced like a puppet.

Zheng Xian didn't have time to think about why this monk suddenly went crazy and blocked the middle-aged monk's attack for himself, and hurriedly grabbed the back of the masked monk's heart, and the breeze on his sleeves was released, and he was swept away by a gust of wind.

"Don't try to escape!" the middle-aged monk shouted, his body rose in the air, and chased after Zheng Xian.

Although Zheng Xian's two-sleeved breeze is exquisite, but with a person in his hand, his speed will definitely be greatly affected, and the distance between him and the middle-aged monk is getting closer and closer.

Zheng Xian hurriedly bit his finger and used blood to urge the supernatural power, and with a buzz, Zheng Xian's whole body was blood-red, and he flew forward like a meteor.

The middle-aged monk did not show weakness, and released his own Aoki sword, it turned out that this sword was not only an attack magic weapon, but also used to fly, one red and one green, two rays of light flew quickly, and the speed was so fast that even the scenery on both sides became blurred.

After flying for a while, Zheng Xian's speed slowed down again, Zheng Xian's heart was not good, and his divine sense communicated with the fairy world and projected the fairy world.

The middle-aged monk was chasing after him, and suddenly saw a change in the foreground, which was originally a vast wilderness turned into a turquoise grassland, and at the end of the grassland, there were more than a dozen monks standing, and the aura emanating from his body was all a body shaping realm monk.

The middle-aged monk hurriedly stopped retreating, and his divine sense swept over the bodies of these monks, and found that these people all exuded the aura of real people, and they were definitely not phantoms or some other impersonation.

Zheng Xian snorted and flew over the heads of these monks, and these people let Zheng Xian take out their magic weapons, looking like they were going to attack the middle-aged monks.

No matter how much the middle-aged monk thought that those people were illusions, he didn't dare to try it seriously, so he took the light away, took the sword in his hand, and said: "Fellow Daoists, in the Xia Sun and Moon Empire, the head of the Jian family, please make it convenient for all Daoist brothers." ”

These monks were indifferent to his words, and only cared about laughing, and waited until Zheng Xian's figure disappeared far away, and everything in front of them was the same as before.

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