(It's rare to go to the attractions today, in 2014, there are a lot of things, ready to burn the pillar incense, the day, the flow of people during the holiday, the figure is like ants, dense, people look at people, walk for a few hours, the sun is hot, the foot floor is almost blistered, fortunately, the incense is burned smoothly, I wish you all Taoist friends 2014, it is also a good year!)

The three of them, three magic weapons, with full of killing intent, struck Xicheng's back fiercely.

"Get up!" There was a crisis behind him, but Xicheng didn't look back, he roared loudly, it was pitch black thick hair, after this roar, the vision suddenly appeared, and turned into a piece of brown, starting from the hair, the whole body immediately turned into a brown person.

With his roar, there was a sudden movement, and the ground under the feet of the three people shook, shook, and accompanied by the dust raised, the rumbling sound was endless, and the world was turned upside down.

The earth suddenly moved, and the faces of the three people chasing behind changed slightly, and their feet slowed down and their movements slowed.

Three raised objects quickly rose on the ground in front of the three of them, two feet high, covered in earthy yellow, like a large mound of earth, and a layer of brown mist shrouded in the upper and lower parts, shimmering, in their surprised eyes, the foreign object suddenly moved rapidly, as if it was alive, towards the three of them.

"Turen!" these people are all experienced in combat and have a lot of knowledge, and their eyes flicker, they are already clear at a glance.

This is three natives stopped in front of them, the natives have hands and feet, and the movements of real people are the same, the huge fists of the earthy yellow are struck, with a whirring fist style, tiger and tiger.

"Earth Soul Root Cultivator!?" one blurted out violently, his face shocked, and then the cold light in his eyes flickered, and the killing intent was even stronger.

Immortal cultivators all know that the Lei Linggen monk is extremely powerful, and the monks of the same level are almost unmatched, and they are the outliers in the immortal cultivation world, if they can break through the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant, they are almost invincible in the world.

As the saying goes, things must be opposed, such a person, maybe even the heavens will be jealous of him, in the world, I have not heard of Lei Xiu in the infancy stage.

Under the Lei Linggen Monk, the best qualification is the Soul Root Monk, and the Lei Linggen Monk, they are naturally close to their respective heaven and earth aura, and the speed of cultivation is incomparable, from Xiu Yuan to Jin Dan, they drive straight in, and only the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant Stage can stop them.

The single spirit root monk, the spell is powerful, once it reaches the foundation building period, there is no need to refine the battle puppet, it can even condense the aura and aggregate into a spirit man, assisting the master in the battle, although it is only a short pillar of incense, but the strength has been greatly improved.

The strength of the spirit people depends on the cultivation of the master, and the other party is just in the late stage of foundation building, and the strength of these native people should be cultivated around the fourth layer of the foundation.

This Soul Root Cultivator, if he is allowed to grow, he will definitely be a powerful enemy in the future, such a person, he must not let go, and the killing intent of the four of them is even stronger.

"Hmph!" The long sword flew, the sword aura soared into the sky, the void seemed to be broken, and the natives who built the fourth layer of the foundation seemed to be powerful, like a small mountain-like body, but compared to them, the strength was insignificant, under the long sword, it was only a moment of effort, and the natives were torn apart and fell to the ground with a bang.

On the other two sides, in the spear swallowing the gods, the natives supported less than two rounds, and also turned into a pile of loess, and the Zen staff was more imposing, and in a wave and a beat, the natives were smashed into pieces, almost dissipating in place.

The appearance of the native bought a few breaths of attack time for Xicheng, and he connected two axes with the other party, under his fierce attack, the other party could only retreat step by step, seeing that in a short time, he could break through the encirclement.

It's a pity that's all, the three natives are already under the strong attack of the other party, just a few breaths of time, and turned into loess, and behind him is an empty door wide open, the light is shining, the murderous aura is pressing, and a fierce sense of crisis arises.

"Kill!" he turned around, and the axe caught the fast-paced Zen staff, and with a slash of the axe, he knocked away the spear that stabbed him, and with a shake of his feet, he was able to avoid the flying sword that hit him.

Xicheng's movements were as fast as lightning, flowing smoothly, and in an instant, the attack methods of the three people were resolved.

The person who had resisted him was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and the other party took three axes, each axe was extremely heavy, thunderous, like a monstrous wave-like force stronger than the other, and pressed hard towards the chest, making him almost out of breath, his hands were numb, and the aura in his body was chaotic, fortunately this time he did not take a big step, every time he took an axe, he would take a few steps back and unload a lot of strength, otherwise, the plan to encircle is estimated to have failed.

With a sweep of his eyes, the small snakes on the long whip were hit by the axe and several long slits were struck, and he couldn't help but feel a great heartache.

"Kill!" he gasped for a moment, then his eyes turned red, and he waved his whip and joined the warband.

Four first-class foundation builders, surrounding Xicheng, slaughtering like a marquee, this place, the light illuminates the entire sky, and the trills of the magic weapons violently striking each other sound from time to time, and the sound booms within a range of dozens of miles.

For a while, under the encirclement of the four people, Xicheng did not show the image of defeat, the pace under his feet, mysterious, every step down, there is a halo of light, the afterimage is heavy, and he can't figure out the direction of his next step, although he can't stand out the encirclement, but at the critical moment, he can always avoid the attack, if there is no way to avoid it, he swings his axe, and sets up the murderous magic weapon that the other party hits.

Relying on the pace of his feet, Xicheng took these four people around the grassland, and there was one person guarding every direction, and he couldn't break through at all.

It was a bloody battle, and the four besieging men, knowing his identity as a monk of the Earth Spiritual Root, attacked even more, almost without reservation, intending to kill him in the cradle and avoid great trouble.

The long sword broke through the air, and the fierce sword qi cut through the ground, and deep ditches appeared, if it was cut on the body of flesh and blood, the outcome would be self-evident.

Every blow of the spear is as gorgeous as a meteor, and at the head of the spear, a beam of divine light is dangling, and the gun does not leave the vital point of the opponent.

The earth trembled, the void shook, and the pits under its feet appeared in its slamming.

The long whip flashed with black light, and when it swept over, it let out a sharp cry, like a terrible ghost roaring in the underworld, confusing people's minds and disturbing people's consciousness.

Xicheng's brown hair is flying, the smile on his face has been lost, his eyes are squinted, his brown face has a wild color, he is like a tiger out of the cage, the sharp axe in his hand is under his urging, it is also infinitely killing, he rushes left and right, unstoppable, under the siege of the four top masters of the foundation building, there is no fear.

Even as soon as there is a chance to fight back, he immediately raises the giant axe and strikes hard, forcing the opponent back and making the opponent fearful.

On the grassland, there is a mess, where the five people fought bloodily, there are ditches and deep pits everywhere, and in this large area, the emerald green grassland has become a yellow and withered world.

The trembling sound was great, the grass and trees withered, and the scattered trees on the grassland, the green leaves turned yellow, and there was no wind to fall.

"Hmph!" the man in black with the spear suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a low grunt came out of his throat.

The spear flickered and vanished, and he clasped his hands together and then pushed forward!

The temperature dropped sharply, and in the withered yellow world, a white vast land appeared, and a thick ice dragon appeared in an instant, opened its huge dragon mouth, and rushed towards the west city in the middle.

The ice dragon had not yet arrived, and the temperature was so low that Xicheng's brown hair had almost turned into solid ice and turned snow-white.

"It's a good time!" Xicheng roared loudly, holding a giant axe in his left hand, blocking the Zen staff that was slamming in, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his fist was shining throughout, and he met the ice dragon with an invincible momentum!

"Smack!"

"Whoa!" the ice dragon was slammed into ice under the heavy blow of its fist, and before it could reach the ground, it had turned into a puff of mist and dissipated all around.

"Hmph, don't let me come out yet!" After the ice dragon attacked, the change suddenly appeared, and the man in black jumped violently, and actually left Xicheng, and the spear appeared at the same time, like an angry dragon out of the water, turned into a bright light, and stabbed towards another dead tree more than twenty zhang away in the distance.