The fiery red puppet is a magic weapon, although it cannot be compared with a real reality realm cultivator, but its value must be above the fire rope, and it is very rare.

Even if the puppet is a fire line, Yang Qing can't use it, but seeing the anger of the two of them, he is even more determined to snatch the puppet, the two sides are already mortal enemies, and they will not be soft when they kill each other when they have the opportunity, let alone snatch the magic weapon.

The two of them stared at each other, manipulating their respective flying sword magic weapons to attack with all their might!

"Whoosh!"

The flying sword turned into a match, and it shot vertically and horizontally.

The corners of Yang Qing's mouth pulled up a sneer, looking very ferocious, the green and yellow pu knife in his hand that was becoming more and more damaged turned into a light knife curtain, and the momentum of thunderbolt instantly exchanged with the two magic weapon flying swords one by one.

"Dingding!"

The sound of gold and iron is almost connected.

"Groaning ......"

The dragon roars and the tiger roars to attack the sound of a hundred breaths.

Like a muffled thunder rolling, like a thunderous explosion!

Although it is said that you can't urge the courage to kill, you can't exert all your strength, and you can't attack the two of you together, but you can still do it while fighting and retreating, and you can still choose the direction of retreat, and it is not difficult to retreat!

After being hit by the blue and yellow shields, the fire red puppets and the green and yellow shields were thrown away quickly, and the air was whistling when they hit, and the dark red long-haired monks couldn't stop it at all.

The puppet was the object of a dark red long-haired monk, and his fury was especially above the battle, and the divine sense said, "His wings are wasted, and the wings of beasts are not comparable to magic weapons." If you can't bear it a few times, you have to scrap it, quickly!"

"Whoosh!"

The magic weapon flying sword attack of the two turned and went straight to the purple wing stab, and at this moment, there was no delay at all, that is, the attack of summoning broken gold bricks and fire cables to replace the magic weapon flying sword did not have that short gap.

The purple wing is only comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, and it is full of fine cracks, how can it withstand the bombardment of the magic weapon a few times.

When the attack came, Yang Qing could distinguish the intentions of the two of them, and he also knew that the two of them were afraid of the attack of the Killing Voice and did not know when it would strike. The two have scruples. The corners of his mouth sneered, his heart was awe-inspiring, and the purple wings closed in the blink of an eye and gathered behind him. Then it unfolded angrily. Purple Wing's tail gun catapult attack.

The attack of the broken gold bricks and flaming wires missed. Although Yang Qing didn't have to resist the attack, the purple wingspan dodged the attack, which slightly affected the speed. But it's still faster than the two of you!

"Whoosh!"

The purple wings shook lightly, and Yang Qing rushed towards the fiery red puppet in the toss again.

Hao Zhan's two people tried to obstruct it in every way after all, before urging the killing, they could fight against one and two cultivators when protecting the five late stage monks of Dingling, and now they resisted the attack of the two Hao Zhan, and they were a little reluctant to approach the fiery red soldiers.

"How dare you, brute!"

"Stop!"

The two of them shouted violently, and their hearts full of anger couldn't help but wonder, how could the enemy's strength be changed so much in such a short period of time, and whether they should urge the secret method of burning essence blood to kill him!

The two hesitated in their hearts, if the enemy was intentionally weak, and the strength of burning essence and blood was only temporary, then they would fall into weakness later, if they burned essence and blood to enhance their strength, even if the enemy was not intentionally weak, but what would happen once the enemy carried it, then it would be a problem to fall into weakness and retreat.

The two hesitated and struggled, but in the end they still didn't dare to risk their lives.

had to manipulate their respective magic weapons flying swords to attack fiercely, and in the bottom of their hearts, they were lucky that the enemy could not take away the fire red puppets, and could only hold them in their hands to hinder their strength, so that not only would they not lose their puppets, but they could also kill the enemy.

Thinking of this, the hearts of the two Hao Zhan swelled with nervousness.

The attacks of their respective magic weapons flying swords dropped instead, and the broken gold bricks and fire ropes suddenly appeared, shooting away!

"Black Pig Demon! Every time I meet the two of you, I can get some loot, this ugly puppet, I can barely accept it!"

The voice was low and hoarse, Yang Qing sneered and said loudly, like hitting a bell.

Taking advantage of the slight slowdown of the attack of the two flying swords, the broken gold bricks and fire ropes were coming, and without hesitation, he reached out and slapped the fiery red puppet that was still flying!

"Snort!"

A thick mist-like blood-soothing breath gushed out from the palm of his hand, instantly wrapping the fiery red puppet in an airtight air!

The blue and yellow shields that were thrown together with the fiery red puppets have been caught in their hands!

The fiery red puppet was seriously damaged, and it was already injured and could not be bloody!

"Huh?", Yang Qing was resisting the attack of the two magic weapons, his heart sank slightly, and under the wrapping and driving of the blood breath, he failed to bring the fiery red soldier puppet into the Purple Mansion in one fell swoop.

The two of them were slightly stunned in anger, they didn't know what the thick fog was, and they had a sense of palpitations when they looked into the divine sense, and when they saw that the fiery red soldier puppet had not disappeared, they laughed angrily, "Haha, brute, you are also worthy of snatching such a magic weapon!"

"Death, brute!"

The long-haired monk of dark red was equally overjoyed and shouted violently.

"Hmph!", Yang Qing glanced at Hao Zhan and the two with a pair of bloody eyes, and a cold snort in his nose was seen, only to see the dark gray blood breath flashing with a 'snort' sound, the color was deepening, and the sound of "gluck" came out, and the posture of wrapping the fiery red puppet was like a python trying to entangle its prey, not only that, but the blood breath was spreading along the wound of the fiery red puppet!

The Dao imprint contained in the blood breath is consistent with the Dao that Yang Qing has comprehended, and it can be softened and softened!

With such an action, Su Xuexi and the fiery red puppet disappeared in front of the eyes of the two of them.

The dark red long-haired monk's face turned pale and his eyes were bloodshot, and he probed his divine sense into the puppet to strengthen the traction of the qi machine and prevent the enemy from putting away his magic weapon.

The blood breath is made of the seal of the Dao method derived from the evil qi, and in order to be promoted, it is to devour a lot of extremely pure evil qi, and the violent intent has been completely converged, and when it is urged, there are very few violent intents that escape, however, even Yang Qing, who has the qi qualification to kill the Venerable Kun Soul, although his sanity is not affected, he is also agitated by the violent intent and his pupils are red, not to mention the dark red long-haired monk!

"Beasts, return the puppets!"

"Brute, you are looking for death!"

The two of them were furious. The precious puppet is lost, and the attack and speed of this puppet are not as fast as the reality realm monk, but its defense is extremely strong, even if it is damaged, it can still be repaired, and it is snatched away by the enemy who hates it to the bone!

Yang Qing understood the anger in the hearts of the two of them very well, and felt a little happier about this, and with a movement of his heart, the blood breath spread all over his body, and he took special care of the damaged purple wings.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Two magic weapon flying swords. Broken gold bricks and fire ropes were attacked.

A total of four magic weapons. However, the power ratio has not been enhanced.

Yang Qing sneered and barely resisted with the green and yellow pu knife and purple tail, cautiously paying attention to the broken gold bricks, thinking quickly in his heart, and snatched the fiery red puppet. The next step was to escort the five Spirit Realm monks back to the tribe quickly. Or are you entangled in fighting here?

In an instant, a decision was made. Continue to fight again, and after a long time, the Venerable Kun Soul recovers. You can kill the two of them!

At this time, the five spiritual monks were not far away, but they also returned to the territory of the tribe.

If you escort the five people back to the tribe, the two of them will definitely pursue, so it is better to fight here safely.

"Dingding!"

Broken gold bricks rampage!

didn't go to scatter the golden light to attack the purple wing, which made Yang Qing feel a lot more at ease, and secretly guessed that it might be that the attack of the broken gold brick scattering the golden light could not be used frequently.

Dressed in a battle fur, he is not afraid of the flames of the fire and the scorching heat of the fire magic weapon flying sword!

"Whoosh!"

The two magic weapon flying swords turned around and returned to the two of them.

The attacks of Broken Gold Bricks and Flames are increased.

"Brute, don't you want to protect these five cubs, today this seat slaughtered them in front of you!"

Hao Zhan's face was full of fierceness, and with a wave of his hand, the Golden Magic Weapon Flying Sword was already shooting in the direction of the five Soul Determination Realm monks, although in order not to weaken the attack of too many broken gold bricks, the power of the Golden Magic Weapon Flying Sword was not strong, but it was still possible to kill these five Spirits one by one.

"Groaning ......"

In this short period of time, the viscera has slowed down somewhat, and the dragon and tiger roar again!

The shattered gold bricks and fire cables shook, and their power was hindered and weakened.

Yang Qing frowned, how could he get his wish, Pu Dao did not attack, he instantly pinned the knife to his waist in a drawn style, resisted the broken gold bricks with the blue and yellow shield, resisted the attack of the fire rope with the purple tail, and did not intercept the golden flying sword that shot towards the five Spirit Realm monks!

"Bang!"

"Ding!"

Barely blocked two attacks.

And Yang Qing's body trembled suddenly, Rao is blue and yellow shield was very hard, and the huge impact force was still transmitted to the flesh, and under the weakening of the blood breath, the flesh was still damaged.

Before the attack strikes again, the Sky Slash charge is complete!

"Huh!"

A narrow tearful sword light slashed out from the bottom to the top.

You can't kill the broken gold bricks like this, but you hit the fire!

"Ding!", the sound of gold and iron shattering.

Yang Qing's figure appeared half a foot away, and the fire rope was thrown out like a dead snake in the extremely fast shrinkage.

A splitting slash not only knocked the fire rope away, but also damaged the fire cable! If it weren't for the lack of sharpness of the Qinghuang Pu Knife, this blow would have accounted for five points of the slashing into the fire cable, and at this moment, both the Qinghuang Pu Knife and the fire rope had broken a piece of pieces!

Wounds for wounds, physical wounds for injuries on the flaming cord, and the flaming cord cannot be turned into an attack in a short period of time.

The dark red long-haired monk's face turned pale again, and he was also implicated in the damage to the magic weapon!

The strength of Yang Qing's body fell into a brief blue and yellow gap, his eyes glared angrily, holding his shield, his purple wings fluttered, and he rushed towards the two of them.

"Brute, look for death!"

In the midst of the fierce battle, he hurriedly turned the broken gold brick and crashed into Yang Qing, and the golden flying sword that killed the five spiritual cultivators had no strength to take care of it!

"Bang!"

Broken gold bricks slammed into the blue and yellow shields.

At this moment, the dark red long-haired monk's fire magic weapon flying sword swished, but it was not as powerful as before.

Yang Qing's physical injuries have intensified, he has the ability to suppress blood and heal strongly, and it is no big deal, the green and yellow shield is even more damaged, and the blue and yellow state of physical strength has disappeared, and with the help of the power of impact, it is closer to the two of them, more than ten zhang apart!

The flame was damaged, and the strength of the long-haired monk was damaged.

Hao Zhan knew the power of the dragon and the tiger's roar, so he was willing to let Yang Qing approach the front of him, attack together and quickly fly back.

The anger and killing intent in the hearts of the two did not make them lose their judgment, they could not kill the enemy at this time, and it was not easy to distance themselves, even if they killed the five spiritual monks, they all had to pay the price, and it would not be beneficial for them to be consumed, and they were even more worried about the sound of 'zheng' that did not know when.

The two of them discussed and decided to return.

Yang Qing couldn't stop them from leaving, so he could only chase after them while fighting, and waited until the five Spirit Determination Realm cultivators left the shroud of divine consciousness for a while, and then Ziyi was shocked, and he returned at great speed, catching up with the five of them...... (To be continued......)