If at this time, the other tribe rushed to a mid-stage cultivator who had already become a subordinate body, Yang Qing could only barely match him.

At that time, there was no doubt that it was again passive.

It even put Qiu Yan and Qilong's lives in danger.

Yang Qing knew that only before the monks who used the fire escape arrived, he tried his best to kill Wu Yang and the yellow-haired old man.

"Snort!"

The thick mist-like blood breath churned, and in an instant, it sank into the body covered with gray scales.

Su Xuexi is a mid-grade spiritual level, and it has some power, but son, the nine iron green wood needles are a medium-grade magic weapon, and it is also Wu Yang's natal magic weapon, the power is ruthless, and the blood breath can't trap it, let the nine iron green wood needles break away and go to attack the bloody slaughter.

The figures of Qiu Yan and Qilong were revealed, and the expressions of the two of them at this time were surprised and afraid, and they were even more murderous.

After hearing the slightly eager Divine Sense Transmission, Qiu Yan nodded heavily, and the Divine Sense Transmission said, "Don't worry, Brother Yang, be careful, the nine wooden needles are very weird!"

After speaking, the saffron umbrella turned, her graceful body was light and floating, her beautiful eyes were full of undisguised killing intent, and she didn't manage the sheep, and together with Qilong, they attacked the yellow-haired old man whose face was as sunk as stagnant.

"Whoosh, boom!"

Yin Hong's shawl, more than ten feet of fire, either light and fast, or irritable and fierce, are all aimed at the yellow-haired old man.

Wu Yang and the yellow-haired old man clearly knew that whether they could survive or not depended on whether they could resist the attack of the three reality realm monks when the monks who had already formed their own bodies arrived, and if they could resist it. Not only can he survive, but he may also reverse the situation in one fell swoop, leaving the lives of the three reality realm cultivators on the other side.

In this way, as soon as Wu Yang and the two turned around, they galloped towards the direction of the monk who had escaped with fire.

As long as there is some delay, you can kill the 'brutes' with courageous qualifications.

However, the yellow-haired old man was only in the early stage of transformation, and his strength was already weaker than Qiu Yan, and at this moment, facing the attacks of Qiu Yan and Qilong, the yellow ball suddenly showed defeat. Flipping as if about to fall. It won't take much effort to kill him.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The nine iron green wood needles were all pierced and stabbed into the bloody slaughter.

With such an attack, the Scarlet Slaughter could not return to his side under the traction of the life-matching qi.

The distance was too far, and the slaughter was attacked by many. It is impossible to directly bring it into the Purple Mansion.

"Boom!"

Scales break through the air. Yang Qing, who looked strange and full of murder, burst out at full speed. The sound of 'Qiang Qiang' lingered around his body, and at the same time as he hit Wu Yang, a thick mist-like blood breath escaped. Rushing even faster towards the slaughter that was constantly attacked by the nine iron green wood needles.

Slaughter is Yang Qing's natal magic weapon.

Nine iron green wood needles are Wu Yang's natal magic weapon.

Both of them are in the middle stage of realization, and their respective natal magic weapons are medium-grade magic weapons, and the nine iron green wood needles have the power to directly attack vitality.

If it is only about the two natal magic weapons themselves, the slaughter made of void crystals will be weaker, but the original slaughter condensed independently, which is already in line with the killing, in line with Yang Qing's path of exclusive destruction, and it is equivalent to the blood breath of the natal spirit object that can be integrated with it.

Not to mention the difference in the impact of the future promotion of the two natal magic weapons on the power, the slaughter at this time was already much stronger than the nine iron green wood needles.

"Hehe, little brute, when you make love with this little lady, can you only look at it, you can't touch it, hehe!"

Wu Yang laughed constantly, and with Tie Qing's dry face, it was creepy.

He originally wanted to use the power of the iron green wood needle to destroy the bloody slaughter, but he couldn't see a single scratch in his attack.

Seeing the dense fog-like blood breath surging at a rapid pace, Wu Yang was trying his best to fly back, manipulating nine iron green wood needles to swallow Tie Qing's sharp 'sigh' and attack Yang Qing who was chasing at full speed.

"Hmph", the corners of Yang Qing's mouth pulled out a sneer, and the palm covered with scales grabbed it, and the thick mist-like blood breath changed, like a gray giant palm, fiercely grabbing it.

"Crackle!"

The air that touched the gray giant palm resounded with a bang.

This is the first time that Yang Qing has used the Blood-Suppressing Breath to attack, and the Blood-Suppressing Breath contains the Dao Law Mark of Sole Destruction, the Dense Mist Form, and its power must be inferior to Yang Qing, who has a soul, and is also a Sole Destruction.

The reason why it has only been used so far is because the power of blood breathing is limited by its form.

It is more direct to practice the power of spiritual things.

The reason for this is the 'Zhen' of the way of destruction.

Yang Qing secretly guessed that it might be because his comprehension of the destruction of the sole deity was still shallow, and it was better to practice the Dao Law after stepping into the Dao Purity, which was already relatively mature.

From this, he secretly didn't understand whether this was because the path of destruction was a small path, or because the way of destruction was too long-term, and the Dao method he had comprehended was still only scratching the surface, if so, the way of destruction would be longer than the orthodox path of subordination.

It is also because the aura of blood breathing is not his true element, his power.

Even though the Blood Suppression is already an existence equivalent to a natal spiritual creature, there is a difference in the power of the two after all.

Manipulating its attacks in this way will inevitably be very rough, and it will not be able to exert the killing power of blood.

If Yang Qing possesses a true element with the same characteristics as the Blood-Suppressing Aura, or if he has achieved Destruction Perfection, he can exert the power of the Blood-Suppressing Breath.

After all, there are differences between the Dao method comprehended by the monk and the spells, combat skills, and supernatural powers.

However, as a mid-stage spiritual creature, its power should not be underestimated.

The attack on the same monk is not enough, it is not as strong as the melee attack, and it can still be used to resist the nine piercing iron green wood needles for a while.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of dense gold and iron resonance.

The nine iron green wood needles shook as they were grabbed by the gray giant palm, and their speed and power decreased sharply.

The blood breath returned to a dense fog state again, like a toad replenishing mosquitoes, and the blood breath suddenly stretched, rolling the slaughter back.

"Boom!"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The scales and wings spread sonorously, instantly wrapping the whole body tightly.

Nine powerful iron green wood needles pierced the scales, leaving only shallow pits.

The killing intent in Yang Qing's heart grew stronger. The galloping body slowed down, and the scales spread out.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The nine iron green wood needles were all knocked away by the angry scales.

At this time, the blood-killing slaughter had already fallen into Yang Qing's hands with the blood-colored slaughter, and a small part of the blood-killing breath had poured into the blood-colored slaughter, causing the slaughter that was already emitting a black glow to appear cloudy and become blood-gray.

"Hey, die!"

Wu Yang's voice was full of cruelty, and the black and cyan light of his shriveled palm rose sharply, waving again and again.

Along with it were nine iron green wood needles that had been knocked away.

"Silk!"

Like a strange silkworm pulling silk.

Nine iron green wood needles spit silk, emitting dense iron green light silk.

It is impossible to count the number of such iron and blue light filaments. Nine iron green wood needles are connected to each other.

"Whoosh!"

Nine iron green wood needles shuttled around Yang Qing's body at great speed.

It's weaving a web.

In the blink of an eye. Yang Qing's surroundings were already covered with iron and blue light filaments.

Nine iron green wood needles shuttled and rotated at great speed, and they were quickly retracted.

In the blink of an eye, the dense cobweb-like iron blue light filaments had already touched the scales that had been cut and slammed.

"Snort!"

The force of the scales spread furiously was extremely great, but it failed to break the dense iron and blue light filaments.

These filaments are not only tough, very, very sharp. There is also a power of erosion.

between the time of the landing. The scales are covered with strangulation marks. Enough to have a point.

The scales burned in pain, and Yang Qing's heart sank, and he suddenly retracted the scales.

The nine iron green wood needles flew so fast that it seemed to disappear. Approaching aggressively, the iron blue light filament wanted to cut the scales into pieces.

Wu Yang didn't have a trace of joy, his expression was even more fierce and ferocious, and he laughed sharply, "Hehe, little brute, I actually let this seat hurt myself so much, I can only let your little lady compensate, hehe!"

The nine iron green wood needles are made of thousand-year-old green wood, which is exceptionally hard and sharp, and has a trace of power that directly hits life.

But such an attack of the iron green light filament is not something that can be urged under ordinary circumstances.

Not only do you need to use burning essence blood to self-damage your cultivation, but you also need to self-damage your own magic weapon, which is very costly.

It's extremely difficult to make up for such self-damage.

In this way, he wants to use this to kill this ugly demon beast descendant.

When Qiu Yan and Qilong saw this scene, their faces changed, such a light silk was sharp and directly attacked the vitality, what could stand it and erode it, wrapping Yang Qing tightly, how to get out of trouble, how to resist, I am afraid that the dense fog will not resist much, and it will be damaged because of this, the light silk is not an entity, similar to the power of the line, how can the knife and axe chop hurt it, and the nine iron green wood needles are extremely fast, and the flesh is almost invisible, even if it can be clearly seen with divine sense, can the blood gray Pu knife hit.

For some reason, the speed of the nine iron green wood needles was extremely fast, and even Yang Qing's attack speed was slightly inferior.

Its trajectory is even more difficult to fathom, and it is secretly in line with the Tao.

"Boom!"

"Groaning ......"

The dense filament of light quickly retracted, and the scales instantly retracted behind him.

Yang Qing's figure was still galloping in the air, as if he was about to take the initiative to collide with the dense iron blue light filament.

Like a muffled thunder rolling, like a thunderous explosion of the dragon roaring and tiger roaring sound, attacked.

"Hum!", nine iron green wood needles, and many dense iron green light filaments shook with it, and the speed slowed down.

Due to the form of wooden needles and light filaments, they are very little threatened by the attack of the dragon and the tiger's roar, and the slowdown in speed is mostly due to the collision of the Dao Law.

At this moment, with Yang Qing's attack speed, he had a certain certainty of hitting one or two iron green wood needles, however, he didn't know if hitting or even destroying one or two iron green wood needles could destroy the light filament.

Yang Qing was confident that the Sound of Slaughter's attack would be able to break through such an attack.

If it were the monk who came without using fire, he would not hesitate to shoot down the nine iron green wood needles with an attack that produced a killing sound.

At this moment, a vague figure could be seen in the distance in the air, and he couldn't do that.

After urging the Sound of Killing to attack, the Venerable Kun Soul will fall into weakness, and the pursuit and killing of Wu Yang will be hindered, which is undoubtedly an opportunity to add life to Wu Yang.

Once a distant monk arrives, it is difficult to kill him, and there are several threats from the monks.

There is a reliance on the attack of the sound of slaughter, and no matter how close the light filament is pressed, Yang Qing is also fearless, and wants to try another kind of courage and qualification to kill! (To be continued......)