With a shake of the robe, three Eight Desolation Swords flew out, and after one circled, it turned into a large sword shadow and slashed towards the three flying swords that attacked him, three pairs of strange swords, and they were entangled together.

At the same time, with the flip of the other hand, a small three-color seal was sacrificed by him, and after one circled, the three-color light flame on it flowed, but it did not become larger, but directly turned into a three-color meteor, and the runes on the surface were heavily surrounded and smashed straight towards Bu Yao.

Seeing this, Bu Yao let out a sneer in his mouth, and then his sleeve robe shook, and a cyan shield flew out, only to see the image of a frog on this shield, almost all over the surface of the shield.

As soon as the sacrifice came out, Bu Yao pointed with one hand, and the white light in his hand burst into the shield one after another. The spiritual power in his body suddenly rushed into the shield.

With such a huge amount of spiritual power as a backing, the shield suddenly burst into blue light, as if the sun had risen all the time in the dark night, making it impossible to look at it directly.

Then Bu Yao exerted his strength, and the cyan shield suddenly snorted, blocking it in mid-air.

At the same time, the shield was radiant and blue, and in an instant, the phantom of a cyan giant Jiao came out on the surface of the shield, lifelike, with teeth and claws, exactly the same as the image of the frog on the surface.

At this time, only a deafening loud sound of "Wow!" was heard, and the three-color seal smashed on the cyan shield.

The cyan light and the tricolor light shone brightly, and the light flame rose at the same time, and it seemed that they were equal for a while. But it didn't take long for the frog phantom on the cyan shield to quickly weaken, and finally with a "bang!", it shattered.

Then the Three Fire God Flame Seals slammed into the body of the shield.

But seeing that the cyan shield was about to be lost, Bu Yao let out a sneer, and then flipped it with one hand, and a small drum half a foot big came out of his hand. The whole body of this drum is blue, and the surface is entangled by countless blue thunder lights, as if it is condensed by thunder and lightning, as soon as Fang appears, countless arcs of electricity immediately eject out, and the fog within dozens of zhang around it is swept away. At the same time, the monks who were slightly lower in their cultivation near him directly felt that their bodies were numb, and they fell from the air in one fell swoop.

"Thunder War Drums!"

In the fighting method just now, Zhang Zhenren, who had suffered a lot of losses, suddenly shouted in surprise when he saw this blue drum, and several other Middle Earth Yuanying monks saw it, and a trace of fear also flashed in their eyes.

Chen Zhi swept his gaze, and suddenly felt that the terrifying thunder spirit power contained in the small drum was actually a few points stronger than his two Heavenly Spirit Treasure Backfire Hammer and Wild Thunder Cone.

This made him feel shocked in his heart, and the words Xuantian Lingbao couldn't help flashing in his mind.

As soon as this drum was revealed, Bu Yao immediately let out a wild laugh, and then raised one hand, and his index finger bent slightly towards the small drum in the air.

A dull and unusual sound of "bang" came from the drum.

Almost at the same time, the blue light of the snare drum, and suddenly a round of full moon-like thunderballs faintly appeared around the snare drum.

As soon as Chen Zhi's Three Fire God Flame Seal was sacrificed, Ma Zhenren was stunned at first, and then sensed the huge fire spiritual power contained in it, and saw Chen Zhi take the initiative to step forward, looking like he was blocking this person, and he was immediately surprised and happy in his heart.

In his opinion, among the many monks here, as long as someone can hold off Bu Yao, a great immortal master in the late Turkic Yuan Infant period, then as long as several other Yuan Infant monks can hold back the other party's high-level monks, there is still a chance to reverse the situation, after all, their position is still there, and the ban has not been completely destroyed.

And the other party's mid-infant Andulan, I don't know why he hasn't appeared, which makes Zhang Zhenren secretly puzzled, but his confidence has increased sharply.

But at this time, there was suddenly such a great immortal master in the late Yuan Infant period, which made his pressure increase sharply, and he was almost about to give up his position and flee.

Immediately, as soon as his lips moved slightly, he wanted to assist Chen Zhi from the side.

But at this time, Bu Yao suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly sacrificed the Xuantian Spirit Treasure Thunder War Drum, which suddenly turned into a huge thunderball, and after sensing the amazing spiritual pressure of these two treasures, Zhang Zhenren's eyelids jumped, and he quietly retreated without waiting for a move.

Under the trembling of the thunderball, it had risen rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a house, and then slowly floated up and stopped above Bu Yao's head.

The light of this ball is shining, the spiritual power is amazing, and the runes on the surface are shining one by one, which makes people feel strange in their hearts when they see it.

Seeing this, Chen Zhi naturally felt the difference in spiritual power between the two, and before he could really fight together, the Three Fire God Flame Seals were still overwhelmed by the spiritual pressure of the small drum, and after letting out a wail, one shot back.

Seeing this, Bu Yao's face showed disdain, and after laughing wildly, his face suddenly became gloomy, but he was a little dignified at the thunder war drum in the air, and the thunderball in the air was full of light, as if a blue moon had risen in the sky, and the spiritual pressure contained in it overwhelmed many low-level monks nearby, and their bodies trembled and they were about to kneel on the ground. Some people even bleed directly from their mouth and nose and fainted.

At this time, on the side of the Turkic monks, several high-ranking monks had already released a large shield to protect some Turkic monks, so on the side of the Turkic monks, there were not many people who fainted.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhenren's face became more and more ugly.

At this time, Bu Yao sneered, suddenly turned his head, and said proudly to Zhang Zhenren and the others:

"Listen, this immortal master is in a good mood today, it's not that you can't let you live, as long as you submit to my Turk, it's not that you can't continue to be at ease, but from now on, you have to obey my Turkic immortal master's orders, otherwise it will be the end of your soul. Now, as long as you hand over a part of your Yuan Shen on this forbidden Yuan card, and then kill all these low-level monks, you can leave. ”

Zhang Zhenren and several other Yuanying monks listened and looked at each other.

Those low-level cultivators turned pale all of a sudden, and the aura on their bodies flashed, but they didn't dare to flee first.

But those infant monks, none of them are really stupid enough to go up to take the card, everyone knows, this is a great insult at all, not only will their lives fall under the control of the other party in the future, but also on the eve of this war, suddenly asked to make a pre-battle defection and other behaviors, it is simply a matter of disrepute.

When the Turkic monks heard this, they immediately erupted in cheers. In anyone's opinion, the Middle-earth monks at this time, under the pressure of the Great Immortal Master and the Xuantian Spirit Treasure of the Thunder War Drum, the defeat has been decided.

"It seems that the Great Immortal Master is quite confident in his own Xuantian Spirit Treasure! But I don't want to hand over life and death to others, on the contrary, there is another proposal below, there happens to be a soul bowl that has not been used, it is better for the Great Immortal Master and these Turkic friends to hand over the Yuan Shen to the next for safekeeping, how about it?"

Chen Zhi, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke lightly at this time, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"You, good! good!"

When Bu Yao heard Chen Zhi's words, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Chen Zhi and spit out a few good words.

But at the same time as the last good word was spit out, he suddenly clicked the thunderball in the air, and the surface of the thunderball suddenly exploded, and layers of magic circle charms were all over it, slowly surrounding, and the surrounding void was also torn apart by arcs, and the blue light of thunder and lightning continued to spread, covering a large area of the sky.

A large piece of thunder trembled and suddenly pressed down. Before it was completely suppressed, some of the rocks on the mountain had been blown into powder by the thunder that had fallen from time to time, and the momentum was really amazing.

Chen Zhi's eyebrows jumped, and he patted the treasure bag on his waist, and two rays of light, one red and one white, swirled and flew out, revealing two spiritual treasures, the Wild Thunder Cone and the Backfire Hammer.

"Xuantian Spirit Treasure!"

As soon as he sensed the spiritual pressure rolled up by the two spiritual treasures, Bu Yao's eyelids jumped, and he cried out in surprise.

Xuantian Spirit Treasure is not something that everyone can have, his Spirit Treasure also took a lot of effort to get it from the hands of others, and he paid a lot of price for it, who knew that this monk in front of him in the early stage of the Yuan Infant actually had two Spirit Treasures at the same time, which made him shocked.

But after carefully feeling the spiritual pressure of the two spiritual treasures, Bu Yao was relieved, because he had clearly felt that the spiritual pressure emitted by these two spiritual treasures was not as good as his thunder war drum, coupled with his status as a late Yuan Infant monk, the same spiritual treasure could exert much more power than that of an early stage monk.

After such a thought, Bu Yao not only had all the fear in his eyes, but also had the heart to kill and seize the treasure.

Although Chen Zhi didn't know what he was thinking, he had been paying attention to the changes in his expression, and he had guessed seven or eight points, and immediately his expression sank.

The backfire hammer slammed into the thunder cone!

After a thunderclap, a sunset-like red sun emerged from the place where the two collided, and the blood-like light swept away with a terrifying spiritual power.

As soon as he felt the amazing power of this spiritual power, Bu Yao was shocked and lost his voice: "Mandarin Duck Spirit Treasure!