The earthy yellow ring burst on the ground, and it came too suddenly, even if Yang Qing was twelve points vigilant, he felt caught off guard.

If a dozen shards the size of a fingernail explode into the chest and other places, it would not be a big problem, the ice and fire silk could be intercepted, the hard bones could withstand the strength of the shards, and the power of the ring or a dozen pieces was not too strong, the reason was that the Monk of the Heavenly Nose not only had to defend against the surging flames, but also tried his best to resist the extremely pure evil qi, and attacked with little strength left.

If the long stick is not slashed away violently, then a stick shadow can block out dozens of fingernail-sized shards.

And at this moment, it's too late to take out the magic weapon and wait to block.

Yang Qing's heart was suddenly shocked, but he was not panicked, the red pupils burst out as if they were about to shatter, in addition to the wood powder, fire refining, and extremely pure evil qi, there were still means available, not the sound of killing that was not effective from time to time, but the sound attack, and it was already brewing enough.

I tried my best to turn my head to hide, and at the same time, a dragon and a tiger roared in my mouth!

"Groaning ......"

"Boom!"

The sound of rolling thunder was accompanied by the loud roar of the dragon and the tiger.

The flames that enveloped his body trembled and rippled to all sides as if they were being pushed by an invisible wave of air, and the dozens of shards the size of a fingernail that burst out also seemed to be impacted by the invisible wave of air.

The cultivation of the dragon chanting and tiger roaring sound attack, Yang Qing is only the first glimpse of the door, and it is the first time to urge, and the power is weak, but this is enough.

"Whoosh!"

More than a dozen fragments flashed past the tip of his nose, and Yang Qing took advantage of his speed to slow down. The head dodged, several pieces of fragments hit in the chest were stuck in the outermost layer of the cortex of the battle fur, the chest was slightly shocked, and it was not injured, if it was directly hit on the face by a dozen fragments, damaging the cloak, both eyes could be penetrated by the fragments, maybe not fatal, but it would be the time for the monk with a nose to the sky.

"What?!sound attack?!"

The monk of the sky-nosed was frightened, and the power of the dragon and tiger roaring attack was insufficient. He is protected by heavy soil. Except for the inexplicable palpitations, he was not affected much, but the blow of the earthy yellow ring's near-sneak attack was dodged like this, and he was unconfident and unwilling to believe it.

The sound attack was really mastered by him!?

After dodging the explosion of more than a dozen fragments, Yang Qing's constricted heart relaxed slightly. There was not the slightest pause. Burst out at full speed and rushed away. A low and hoarse voice sounded, and he said indifferently, "You, you're dead!"

The distance of less than a foot passed in the blink of an eye.

Although the monk with a nose in the sky was frightened. But he was not at a loss, manipulating the heavy earth to expand the range of the turbid earth's yellow light, which would inevitably increase the pressure of defense and withstand more flame calcination, but it was also a helpless move.

At this moment, the distance between the two was only half a foot of the crowded and turbid earthy yellow light.

Yang Qing, who rushed here, couldn't help but condense his eyes slightly, he didn't take the liberty of approaching the Chaotian Nose Monk, the turbid earthy yellow light must be the larger the enveloping range, the weaker its power is, it will not be underestimated, and he is confident that the blood breath can be used to protect himself, but this is not the moment to be bullied.

With a cold snort in his nose, Shi Jun, a high-grade magic weapon, pulled up the black and white light curtain, and used eighty percent of his strength to smash it straight to the top of the head of the Chaotian Nose Monk.

"Idiot!"

A sharp sarcasm came out of the corner of the Heaven-Nosed Monk's mouth, regardless of the long stick that he smashed down, he waved his hand and threw out a short earthy yellow thorn, which increased rapidly in the turbid earthy yellow light, and stabbed straight at Yang Qing's head.

"Whoosh!"

A short screeching sound piercing the air.

For the actions of the Chaotian-nosed monk, Yang Qing did not miss something, the feeling of the long stick Shijun splitting in the turbid earthy yellow light was like holding a dry wooden stick in the turbulent river water, there was great strength in resisting, seeing the earth yellow short thorn stabbing quickly, he was not panicked in his heart, how could he heal the scar and forget the pain, whether it was a stone tablet or a ring, it was a huge power with the help of heavy soil, how could there be no prevention.

The medium-grade magic weapon long stick Shijun appeared in his left hand, and the short thorn flew with a 'bell' sound.

Almost at the same time, a large amount of wood powder and wood powder wrapped the two of them, "boom!", and before the flame weakened, the wood powder maintained the flame's skyrocketing!

The short thorn failed to make a difference, and the Monk Snorted angrily in annoyance, and hurriedly dodged to dodge the long stick Shijun, who was not very fast.

"Huh?", Yang Qing's heart was solemn, breeding a trace of surprise, the long stick Shijun failed to hit the other party, not to say, the force of the long stick changed, and it became like a pair of powerful big hands holding the long stick Shijun, wanting to pull him into the turbid earthy yellow light mask with the stick.

The Heavenly Nose Monk shouted, "Come in!", the ferocious flames and evil qi made him not have much strength left, and only by pulling him in to accept the attack of the heavy earth, could he kill the other party and live.

However, Yang Qing was not reluctant to put away the refining fire for the time being, it was precisely to use it at this time, the turbid earthy yellow light was entangled by the evil qi, and he had to endure the calcination of the surging flames, and he still had the strength to pull the long stick Shijun was already the end of the strong crossbow.

The strength of the Chaotian Nose Monk is strong, if he only bears the calcination of the flames in the burning ground, his strength is above Yang Qing, and the flames have skyrocketed in the wood powder, he is not weaker than Yang Qing with many means, and after being entangled in the heavy soil by some extremely pure evil qi, his strength is already under Yang Qing, if he is not close to him, he will not be able to risk his life, but if he is close to him, he will have a life crisis, and in the same way, only by pulling Yang Qing into the range of the turbid earth yellow light, it is possible to kill the other party, so as to live.

"Bang!"

The vain refining fire collided with the turbid earth-yellow light, like cold water poured into a boiling oil pot.

The refining fire was shaken, and the turbid earthy yellow light trembled, and the face of the Chaotian-nosed monk turned white.

"Groaning ......"

The dragon roared and the tiger roared suddenly, Yang Qing rubbed his body into the turbid earth yellow light by the traction of the high-grade magic weapon long stick Shijun, and the medium-grade magic weapon long stick held in his left hand instantly entered the purple mansion, and the blood breath dispersed all over the body, and the heaviness still came suddenly, and he wanted to throw the phantom gold into the turbid earth yellow light again, but found that it didn't work.

After all, blood breath is only a mid-level true rank. It is also necessary to protect the whole body, and the items collected and released in the Purple Mansion cannot be subjected to too strong resistance and external pressure.

Such a turbid earthy yellow light enveloped the body without a trace, and it was difficult to take out the phantom gold in the wrapping of heavy earth.

"Hum!", the turbid earthy yellow light trembled and shrunk again, unable to withstand too many attacks, the heavy earth was already unable to resist, such a trend, the Heavenly Nose Monk could not change, only to make it not shrink too fast. In one hand, he holds a dagger that is a foot long. The high-level talisman that appeared with the earthy yellow ring had already been activated, condensing into a hideous tiger head on the palm of the other hand.

"Die!"

The Monk of the Celestial Nose was full of ferocity, and the tiger head and dagger attacked in unison.

The dragon roars and the tiger roars to attack without obvious achievements, and the power of the blood breath can protect the heavy soil. And the cloudy earthy yellow glow is shrinking. The heaviness of the flesh. The heaviness of the long stick is waning. A long stick was drawn and he fought in one place.

"Bang, bang"

"Ding!"

The Celestial Nose Monk had to delay the indentation of the turbid earthy yellow light, otherwise he would be engulfed by flames, and there was not much strength left. Relying on the tiger head condensed by high-level magic runes, he barely fought a few moves, the tiger head scattered, and the dagger was knocked away.

"Evil beast, you will have today!" said the Celestial Nose Monk, his face twisted, and he shouted vigorously, there may be other means, but there is no chance to sacrifice it.

Yang Qing was not threatened by his curse, and the long stick Shijun was even more merciless, "Bang, bang!", the turbid earthy yellow light disappeared into the body of the Chaotian-nosed monk who had no breath in the blink of an eye, and with a 'poof' sound, his body was suddenly ignited, and he died after a little struggle.

"Close!"

Yang Qing snorted coldly, although he didn't want to see such a corpse, he couldn't give up many items because of this.

Subsequently, the refining fire was also included in the Purple Mansion.

Some of the pure evil qi burrowed into the corpse of the Monk with the heavy earth, only to be able to envelop the charcoal-like corpse in the faint green light of the Stygian Stone.

Rao is the cultivation of the Chaotian Nose Monk is extraordinary, and he can't stand the calcination of the flames, and it is not easy to look like charcoal.

Yang Qing's constricted heart and tense heartstrings all relaxed suddenly, and he couldn't help but gasp slightly, twisted his slightly uncomfortable right arm, and muttered, "Go back?", before rushing out of the cave and chasing and killing the Chaotian-Nose Monk, he didn't think about what to do at this moment.

He thought that the monk Chaotianbi probably informed the two of them about the location of the cave, so the cave would not be safe, and there was no one to stop the way at present, so it would be wisest to return to the tribe.

However, returning to the tribe like this, I was a little unwilling in my heart.

Rao is heroic battle and the two of them are strong and have a lot of means, but they were chased and killed like this, and they were forced to flee for their lives, and Yang Qing still hated the two of them.

In addition, there are still people in the cave who are constantly removing inferior golden magma, and they also feel that it is really unusual for the two of them to have not returned after working for most of the day, if they are blocked by the flames that are too fierce, then it is possible to kill the two of them, and if they are delayed by other things, there is also a chance.

On the one hand, it is very safe, and on the other hand, there is a chance to kill the enemy and harvest spirit stones.

How to choose, Yang Qing couldn't help but hesitate slightly, the reason why he left the tribe to go out to find available cultivation resources was to enhance his strength and improve his realm cultivation to leave purgatory, saving his life was the first thing, and it was wise to return to the tribe in order not to make a mistake, even if he was bent on leaving purgatory, for the sake of his life, he could make concessions and avoidances, but he couldn't swallow his hatred completely, besides, continuing to go deep into the place of burning at the stake was not a life of nine deaths, at least he took the initiative, and he could still retreat when he saw that the situation was not good.

Yang Qing was more inclined to the latter, however, now that this kind of outfit was not enough to go deep into the stake to block the flames of the two of them, he would not feel good, and the truth was unknown.

Thinking about it quickly in his heart, he muttered, "At least you need to be able to withstand the flames yourself, and you must also integrate the essence and blood of the Storm Sound Beast, at least you must have enough confidence to protect yourself."

Glancing in the direction where the broken gold bricks were knocked away, he secretly thought, "I don't know if there is a chance for such a delay, no matter, go back to the tribe to prepare first, otherwise just go over like this, and meet the two black pig demons halfway, it will be very troublesome, about two or three days' work, if you miss it, you will miss it"

Secretly have a plan, that is, to return to the tribe first, make full preparations as soon as possible, and then return here after about two or three days of work, whether it will be too long, the black pig demon and the two of them will collect the broken gold bricks and leave, and they can't care so much.

It was not possible to predict whether the two of them would be able to detect his movements through the corpse of the Heavenly Nose Monk, let alone continue to go deep into the stake so directly.

Compared to killing the two heroes and obtaining cultivation resources such as spirit stones, Yang Qing preferred to let his life not go wrong, and when he thought of this, his body turned around and ran to the cave where Fang Cai was...... (To be continued......)