Wang Xian had been following the battle on Chixia Peng. The Goldenhorn's defenses were still tight, and the concentrated attacks of the monks were sharp. He found that the swordsmanship of these outstanding monks of the Fengling Sect was obviously inferior to the outstanding disciples of the outer sect of the Huatian Sect, and compared with the disciples who knew the Huatian Sword Formation, they were even weaker by three percent.

Now their spirit beasts, when they encounter a higher-order demon beast, they are restrained to death, and they can't play a role. The effect of their attack was much worse than that of the five Huatian Sect monks who used the Huatian Sword Technique to attack. If there are five Xu Hongbo here, the mana consumption of this golden-horned ox will be three or four percent faster.

The monks of Fengling Sect and Huatian Sect, for many years, the result of the trial can fight for a draw, it is indeed because they have their own strengths. Fenglingzong's spirit birds fly fast, saving time to travel, and Huatianzong's swordsmanship is powerful, saving time to kill demon beasts.

Especially in the underground part, when collecting the three-flavor spirit flower and spirit grass, Feng Lingzong did not have the help of spirit birds, and did not dare to ride any ground escape beast in the underground where cave monsters were densely populated.

An hour has passed, and there is still a little more than ninety percent of the mana on both sides, and those monks see that there is no progress, and if they continue like this, they will not be able to win or lose if they do not fight for more than ten hours. In this place of trial, if the two sides fight for too long, the mana consumption is too great, and the night is bound to be long and dreamy.

The monk who used the dust weapon passed the message to the others, and the others also nodded, and he fought to destroy the magic weapon and blew himself up the dust that had been besieging the bull's head.

It turned out that this dust whisk was a low-level mystic weapon that was dual-purpose for a surname and a long-term surname attack. When there is no self-explosion just now, the dust can entangle, pump, and stab the enemy. After the self-detonation, the power skyrocketed, and suddenly turned into a silk of troubles in the sky, like a white needle, shooting towards the bull's head.

After a long battle, the golden-horned ox has been accustomed to throwing off or blowing away the dust, but he didn't expect that the dust would suddenly come out of the handle and change to shooting. In a hurry, it roared. Although the bull's head blew away a lot of dust wives, it still couldn't dodge, and was pierced into its right eye by two dust wisps.

The golden-horned cow was in pain, screaming miserably, and his movements were even more violent. It's just that its divine sense has been damaged, and its mana has lost its direction a little, so it only knows that it has its back against the purple epiphany, protecting it for a square circle, and not letting anyone get close to any spell.

Everyone saw that the attack worked, and the three taming beasts that had been put away were released again. The fiery leopard and the wood-horned deer rushed towards the golden-horned ox, disturbing its senses. A large swarm of copper mosquitoes spread their heads and stung the bull's head. And the five of them, too, approached some distance, and bombarded with magic weapons and spells.

The more painful the right eye of the bull's head, the more the head shakes, and wants to throw out the dust wire, the dust wire is in the eye socket, and the more it is constantly twisted, the more the cow's head hurts and shakes. The Goldenhorn also has to rely on its damaged divine sense to deal with attacks from all directions.

After a few rounds, after the bull's head blew away a large group of copper mosquitoes, there was finally a copper mosquito, from behind the cow's head, taking advantage of its distraction, sticking to the wound pierced by the dust whisk. This time, the copper needle successfully pierced the festering wound and penetrated into the cerebral marrow at once.

There was a sharp pain in the cow's head, and it felt that something in the brain was shrinking, and the brain that was pressing on it seemed to be about to crack, and the cerebral pulp was beginning to be pumped out by the copper mosquito. The golden-horned cow couldn't stand the severe pain, so in order to get rid of the copper mosquito, he closed his right eye, turned his back and turned his head to rub against the corner of the boulder behind him.

The copper mosquito could not draw the needle and was wiped to death by the edges and corners of the boulder. However, at this time, a large group of other copper mosquitoes seemed to smell the smell of the brain marrow extracted by the copper mosquito, like flies that saw blood, and they all rushed from all sides to cover the cow's head.

The bull had just finished wiping his eyes, and before he could turn around and blow air, he was surrounded by a swarm of mosquitoes flying around the back of his head. Suddenly, there were several copper mosquitoes, which stung the wound that became larger after the abrasion of the right eye.

At this time, the attack spells of the five monks also bombarded the back of the cow when the golden horn turned its back. Although the back of the cow has mana to resist and cannot be broken for a while, it is also in pain after being attacked by so many spells.

At this time, the bull's head was bitten by a few copper mosquitoes, no matter how much the golden-horned cow rubbed on the edges and corners of the boulder, there were always a few copper mosquitoes that did not want to die, and the death of the next generation stuck to the wound and sucked its brain marrow.

Soon, the Golden Horn was partially destroyed by the increasingly intense pain in his brain, and the five monks circled around, and a golden sword pierced through the Golden Horn's right eye, ending its life.

The golden-horned cow fell down with a bang, and the mosquitoes all landed on its head, sticking to its wounded eyes, nostrils, and open mouths, and at last it could have a big meal. The five monks took the leopards and the deer, and the mosquito remedies, seeing that the copper mosquitoes had done great deeds, let them feed on the heads of the ox.

The five of them were about four zhang away from the purple epiphany and about three zhang away from the golden horn cow to besiege the golden horn cow, and this time the golden horn cow fell like a mountain, so they were ready to step forward and start picking the purple epiphany.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred, and a fourth-level demon bird that had been hovering above their heads did not attract their attention. Because along the way, there are a lot of such demon birds in the air, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack, they are afraid of it. At this time, I saw it fall straight down from the sky, through the thin branches and green leaves on the top of the tree, and pounce on the body of the ox.

The first reaction of these monks was that there were demon birds that wanted to grab the beef, but with so many monks there, it was too bold. Suddenly, three monks, at a distance of five or six zhang from the body of the cow, swung their magic weapons to attack, preparing to drive away this bold demon bird.

The demon bird turned in the air, flapped its wings to block their attacks, and swept towards the boulder. The boulder is about six feet high, and when the demon bird flies over the boulder, a person falls from it.

This man is Wang Xian. Seeing that the time had come, he put away the hidden spirit trick, cast the disguise trick, and drove Peng down. As soon as he landed on the top of the boulder, he jumped down the boulder to the side where the purple epiphyllum grew. At the same time, a golden shield talisman lightning shot, a huge golden shield, six or seven zhang wide and high, blocked the five people in front, blocking Wang Xian and Zi Tanhua behind.

When the king landed on the boulder first, the five men felt bad. Heart Dao, this Dapeng is a bit like the Chixia Peng of the Fengling Sect, it is likely that he was obtained by killing the monks of this sect. Seeing that the comer was not good, they all immediately shot at Wang Xian.

The frontal attacks of the crowd were all blocked by Wang Xian's golden shield. Listening only to the sound of "boom and boom", the golden shield shook slightly, but there was no damage. Everyone saw that this golden shield spirit was oppressive, and it seemed to be transformed by a middle-level low-grade rune. The five of them have been working together for a long time, the middle three are still attacking the golden shield, and the other two, one left and one right, go around behind the golden shield from the side, trying to outflank the left and right, and besiege Wang Xian.

The man who came up from the left was the leader of this group. Before entering the trial ground, it was he who was told by Liu Rugang, the master of the Red Fire Vein, to find a way to destroy Wang Xian and recapture Chixia Peng and the Earth Fire Dragon. Therefore, although Wang Xian changed his appearance, he still suspected that Chi Xia Peng had something to do with Wang Xian, and was ready to rush up to capture Wang Xian.

At this time, Wang Xian saw that time was pressing, and stabbed into the ground with a golden sword, twisted it, and cut all the hard soil within a radius of three feet at the root of the purple epiphany, and even the soil and flowers were received into the storage bag.

Originally, to pick these spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, they had to be dug up two feet away from the roots. The soil that is directly adhered to the roots should be carefully cut from other soils, and the rhizome should not be injured, otherwise the efficacy and value of the medicine will be affected. But Wang Xian only wanted to pick quickly and leave, so for the sake of safety, he cut all the soil within three feet and took it away, and it was not too late to clean it up.