There was a thunderclap, and a bright bolt of lightning fell.

In the bright white, Jiang Yan's emerald Xiaoding took the lead in colliding with the bloody demons of the three Taoist priests, and when he heard a loud bang, the bloody demon roared angrily, stretched out his huge fan-like palm and grabbed Xiaoding tightly.

Xiao Ding's body emitted a bright green light, and flowers, birds, insects, and fish lingered on it, burning the palm of the bloody demon to a sneer, and wisps of green smoke came out.

The three Taoist priests snorted, their faces turned pale for a while, and they felt the majestic power transmitted from the small turquoise ding, as well as the scorching heat that burned their hearts and blood, and they were all taken aback: "What a powerful magic weapon!"

On the other hand, Jiang Yan also trembled, driving Xiao Ding to feel a little difficult, after all, the other three are all in the late stage of Qi refining, and the bloody demon released by the joint force is also enough to have the cultivation of the early stage of foundation building, although Xiao Ding has an extraordinary background, but it is not easy to defeat the other three in one fell swoop.

Immediately took a deep breath, suddenly lifted a mana from the dantian, increased the drive of Xiao Ding, and suddenly the turquoise light brightened by three points, and suddenly let out a clear roar, and pressed towards the bloody demon fiercely.

The three Taoist priests suddenly felt like a huge rock pressing towards them, and in addition to being surprised, they were even more greedy for the power of this emerald green tripod, they looked at each other, and suddenly bit the tip of their tongues, and they all spewed out a large mouthful of essence blood, which fell on the bloody demon.

Roar -

The bloody demon's whole body soared with fierce flames, and he roared wildly, his eyes viciously emitted bloodthirsty light, and he also pushed Xiao Ding violently, but he actually maintained the balance of power and did not take half a step back.

This gave the three Taoist priests a lot of confidence. Although he felt his mana passing quickly, he looked at the other party as a woman. Cultivation is not in the early stage of foundation building, can't the three of them join forces to clean it up?

This side of the car is fighting with lightning. Zhang Di's side was also a life-and-death struggle.

The old donkey head held the octagonal magic hammer in both hands, and smashed it towards the woman in red, more than a foot away, the strong wind blew the rain in the air and splashed violently, hitting the face of the woman in red, it was like a pinprick in pain.

The woman in red was secretly shocked in her heart: "What a lot of strength!"

Immediately, he didn't dare to slack off, picked up ten percent of the true yuan, and waved the spirit tool whip in his hand in the air, turning into a black whirlwind that rolled layer by layer towards the old donkey's head.

The old donkey's left hand smashed with an octagonal magic hammer. It collided with the black whirlwind, making a tooth-souring clicking sound, and black demonic qi surging in all directions.

The woman in red felt a sharp yin qi rushing down the long whip to herself, making her meridians stiff, and her true yuan running sluggishly, and she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart: "This is an orthodox magic skill, is this person on the side of the Heavenly Demon?"

When his heart changed, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly urged the special skill of the spirit with a long whip. began to desperately absorb the other party's divine thoughts, but he didn't absorb anything, just like the other party's body was empty.

This made her even more shocked, even the refiner had the power of the soul. This long whip is especially good at absorbing souls, as long as you dip it, you can absorb a trace. It will make the enemy stuporous for a moment, and it is one of her right-hand cards.

How did she know that the old donkey's head had long since lost his soul. It's just a walking corpse, no matter how strong her long whip soul sucking ability is. I can't suck anything.

"Could it be...... This person turned out to be a high-level monk who built the foundation? The power of divine thoughts is extremely strong, so he can't absorb even a single one?" As soon as this thought came out, she was immediately shocked and shivered, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while.

The old donkey's head felt that the defense of the long whip weakened, and seized the opportunity to shake the octagonal magic hammer in his right hand, turning into a black light and heading straight for the woman in red.

Seeing that the woman in red was in a situation where her brain was bursting at the next moment, the Confucian student standing next to her shouted: "Senior sister, be careful!" He raised the spear-like brush in his hand and brought up a spiritual light, like a bright spike towards the flying octagonal magic hammer.

Bang!

Confucius spurted blood from his mouth, his body flew upside down, and the octagonal magic hammer also flew diagonally to the side, saving the life of the woman in red.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Di's eyes, and he stretched out the long-standing Xuantie carving knife from his sleeve and pointed directly at the emaciated body refiner three zhang away.

Quick Sword Trick!

An incredibly fast aura of sharp gold flew towards the refiner's head.

At this moment, the body refiner also merged the huge spirit control bracelets in both hands, and a snowy spiritual light jumped on it, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he sent out a circle of aura towards Zhang Di.

Zhang Di felt that his brain was buzzing, and his consciousness was lost for a moment, and the Xuantie Sword Technique had extremely high requirements for the control of divine thoughts, so he interfered with it like this, and the sharp gold qi that flew away at great speed had a slight deviation, and flew out against the other party's scalp.

I saw that the emaciated refiner's entire scalp and even his hair were shaved off, and the blood spurted up three feet high like a fountain, causing the person to scream in pain, and the aura in his eyes disappeared at once.

Shaking his head, Zhang Di woke up from the loss of consciousness, looked at the other party's eyes that were much larger than ordinary people, and was surprised in his heart: "This person's attack turned out to be a divine thought attack, no wonder he has such huge eyes and two not small spirit control bracelets." ”

This is really a coincidence, if it weren't for the fact that this person just sent a divine thought attack towards Zhang Di, Zhang Di's sharp gold qi was under the blessing of the speed sword technique, which was equivalent to the speed of the strange blood-colored light of the young master of the Heavenly Demon Feihong Clan, Zhou Gang, and it was only a blink of an eye to kill this person, who knew that he was lost by the divine thought for a moment, and he actually deviated by three points and saved this person's life!

The fight between Fang Di and Jiang Yan just now is cumbersome to say, but in fact, it has only been three or four breaths of time, and it is a matter of lightning and flint, life and death.

Several people accompanied the water shelter boat in the air, and also fell more than 20 zhang from a height of dozens of zhang, and saw that more than ten zhang fell to the surface of the lake.

"Big brother, sister-in-law, help!" The emaciated refiner Li Monkey touched the top of his head, and it was bloody, and he suddenly screamed in fright.

Confucian Sheng and the woman in red were horrified, they didn't expect Zhang Di and the old donkey to be so powerful, but they were in danger as soon as they fought, but both of them were outlaws, and they knew in their hearts that they could only attack desperately at this time, if they let Zhang Di and the two attack first, I was afraid that the three of them would die soon.

So Confucius reluctantly suppressed the surging qi and blood, and shouted in a deep voice: "The strongest attack, do it!"

Hearing Confucian Sheng's order, the woman in red and Li Monkey were heartbroken, Li Monkey closed his hands and bracelets, his eyes shone brightly, and he once again sent out a circle of aura towards Zhang Di, trying to influence Zhang Di's divine thoughts.

And the woman in red rolled her long whip, wrapped it around Confucian Sheng's legs, and slammed it hard, and Confucian Sheng held a spear-like brush with both hands and rushed towards Zhang Di.

I don't know how the other party judged, but he actually recognized Zhang Di as the most threatening person, maybe he saw him standing behind the old donkey's head, and suddenly released an incredibly fast golden light, right?

Zhang Di was affected by Li Monkey's divine thought attack, and he couldn't use the Xuantie Sword Technique for a while, and at this time, he saw the other party's combined attack technique, and quickly urged the old donkey's head and feet to step on the black cloud rolling demonic energy, and the volley blocked the divine attack sent by Li Monkey, this person's divine thought attack was too vicious, and he must be blocked first, otherwise he was in danger of falling.

And the old donkey's head has no soul, and it won't hurt much to resist any form of divine thought attack!

Then Zhang Di didn't care about the old donkey's head, his eyes narrowed, and he used his qi technique, watching Confucius fly at an incredible speed with the movement of the long-whip of the woman in red, and the tip of the spear-like brush in his hand suddenly bloomed.

"Hmph!" Zhang Di snorted coldly, intending to test the power of the thorns in his palm, and with a shake of his left hand, a black python flew out silently and greeted Confucius.

Unexpectedly, a hint of mockery suddenly appeared at the corner of Confucian's mouth, and as soon as the brush was sent forward, there were countless black mangs at a distance of five or six feet in front of Zhang Di, and there was a chirping scream, and the hundreds of brushes turned into vicious black sharp needles, shooting towards Zhang Di angrily.

"Not good!" Zhang Di secretly screamed, under the observation of the Qi Lookout Technique, he clearly saw that the hundreds of black rays were spinning and twisting in mid-air, and there was even a strange spiral energy, causing the air to form a rotating ripple in the place where he passed.

He immediately realized that the black mang**** of this brush spirit tool was a killer weapon of the other party, if he didn't deal with it properly, he was afraid that he would be like being shot by an enhanced version of the rainstorm pear flower needle, and he would fall into a bloody hole all over his body, and he would die so much that he couldn't die anymore.

"Be careful!" Although Jiang Yan was fighting fiercely with the three Taoist priests, the divine thoughts of the monks in the foundation building period had been parting a part to pay attention to Zhang Di's side, and at this time, when he saw the strange spiritual power attached to the hundreds of black mangs, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmph!" Confucian Sheng's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of smugness in his eyes.

No one has ever been able to resist such a close distance, and his trick "Brush Hair Fury Shot" In addition to the special settings on the brush spirit tool, the woman in red also continued to convey the true yuan to him through the long whip spirit tool, this hole card is actually a combination of the strength of the two, even the monk in the middle of the foundation building is also sure to let him suffer a big loss, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Kara!

Another flash of lightning fell sharply in mid-air, and in the majestic rain, everyone's faces were reflected in a miserable white, and Confucian Sheng's expression became extremely hideous, and he shouted: "Die!"

Anti-sword trick!

Zhang Di's expression was still calm, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Xuantie carving knife in his hand suddenly raised, pointing directly at the other party's eyebrows.

The next moment, strands of golden silk threads bloomed at the tip of the carving knife, like a golden umbrella unfurling in the wind.

"What? What kind of trick is this?" (To be continued.) )