Five or six zhang long crutches flew again with the pressure of the mountain, too late to summon back the frog sword, the aquatic had to rush to the side, and dodged the shadow of the cane in time, but unexpectedly, the colorful strange snake that was originally coiled at the front of the crutch suddenly broke away from the head of the cane, and pounced on the aquatic door like lightning, a distance from Zhang Xu, and a mouth opened, spewing out an ink-colored light filament.

For this kind of strange and poisonous multicolored strange snake, the aquatic is no stranger at all, so far there is another strange snake snatched from the hands of the night owl in the spirit beast bag, seeing the strange snake flying, the black light flashed, the figure once again rushed to the side a few feet away, dodging the dark green light silk spewing out of the snake's mouth, the golden right hand grabbed it, just pinched on the seven inches of the strange snake, pinched hard, the strange snake suddenly fainted.

Flawless carefully inspected the strange snake, slapped it towards the spirit beast bag on his waist, and threw the strange snake into the spirit beast bag as well.

Five or six feet long black crutches rolled and buzzed in the air, one into two, two into four, four into eight, and after a while, the sky was full of cane shadows flickering, and the head was smashed towards the water.

The aquatic figure flew back, and there were words in his mouth, and the frog sword also buzzed and turned into a few zhang long, one into two, two into four, and four into eight......

The sound of Ding Ding Dangdang was endless, and the shadow of the sword and the staff flickered in the air, whistling, and they were even fighting.

The huge body of the blue light sculpture rushed straight towards the island, and with a loud bang, it hit a pile of rubble, and it was not alive.

The old woman didn't know when she sacrificed a black chain five or six feet long, the chain was only as thick as a finger, but it was extremely tough. It passed through the hollow crescent moon in the middle of the cold moon wheel, and flew around like a long black snake. The cold moon wheel is firmly bound in the chain, and it is as strong as a rice dumpling.

Jingle in the ring. The cold moon wheel rushed left and right, but it couldn't escape, and it also cut the black chain, the black chain became tighter and tighter, and the cold moon wheel became smaller and smaller, and in the wailing, it turned into the size of a palm, and flew towards the old woman in black, and the old woman casually pasted a talisman seal. Throw it into the storage bag along with the black chain.

At this moment, the old woman's confidence increased greatly, and she turned her head and screamed at the two people on the flying boat: "Senior Brother Ye, Senior Sister Zhao, this person is definitely not the monk surnamed Zhou, otherwise, the old body will not be able to accept his magic weapon, you two don't have to worry, just kill this Purple Winged Flying Dragon, I will deal with this person!"

While speaking. As he pulled out a palm-sized black talisman from another storage bag, he opened his mouth and spewed out a fist of blood, levitating in front of him. The index finger of his right hand stretched out, and the blood dragon flew into a blood-colored rune the size of a skull in the void, and then. Sacrifice the rune seal and slap it with a backhand at the rune!

The rune "poof". Submerged in the rune seal, the rune screamed. In a flash, the next moment, it appeared strangely in front of the aquatic body, and in a flash, it turned into a ghost with a single horn, a green face, fangs, a pitch black, and red eyes, and pounced on it, its black arms stretched out, and the sharp nails above the ten fingers were half a foot long, as if it was going to strangle the aquatic life.

A cold aura came with the ghosts, and the surrounding space of hundreds of zhang was suffocated.

Shui Sheng was harnessing the Frog Sword to resist the fierce attack of the black crutch, when he saw a ghost suddenly floating in front of him, and the fierce god rushed towards him, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his hands were rubbed together, and a five-colored pillar of light flew out, hitting the ghost thing unexpectedly.

"Bang", the five-color pillar of light hit the ghost thing, turned into a five-color light snake, flying and flashing on the ghost thing, the ghost thing "woo" screamed, dancing and dancing, but it couldn't get rid of the five-color light and shadow, in the sound of Zizilala, turned into a black mist, scattered, in the black fog, a ball of green light flashed, disappeared, but there was an extra three-foot square black rune seal in the air, and a vivid ghost was painted in the rune, and the green light on the ghost thing flickered, screamed, and was about to flee away.

Shui Sheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the talisman seal in his hand, and the five-colored light rose in the palm of his hand, and the talisman suddenly turned into ashes in the light flame.

There is nothing sharper than the divine light of Prajna to deal with the power of the Yin Spirit.

The old woman on the flying boat had just dodged the scimitar hit by Dieyi, but she found that the talisman and ghost things that had been sacrificed had been destroyed, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the mana in her body suddenly weakened a lot.

This talisman seal, as well as this ghost thing, is the old woman surnamed Hu's box weapon, but it is a yin soul that has been served with the essence and blood in the body for more than 300 years, for 300 years, I don't know how many monks died in the hands of this ghost thing, but I didn't expect it, but it was killed by the aquatic life lightly.

The golden light flashed in the air, and a six or seven inch long golden shuttle silently struck at the old woman's face, and the old woman had no time to resist, so she had to dodge to the side again.

The man surnamed Ye in the brocade robe and the young woman surnamed Zhao were stunned at first when they saw the old woman receiving the aquatic cold moon wheel, and then they were overjoyed. The divine sense swept over, and found that the aquatic mana "seems" to be really not high, and it was a little difficult to deal with the old woman's crutch magic weapon, and suddenly believed the old woman's words a little, no longer panicked, and each drove the magic weapon towards the purple winged flying dragon that pounced on the other end.

The distance was too close, seeing that he couldn't dodge the attack of the three treasures, the fierce light flashed in the eyes of the purple winged flying dragon, the wings fanned wildly, rolled up a gust of wind, and pounced on it as if it were not fatal, and the two thick claws swung out in advance, crashing into the two magic weapons, and for the other golden hook, he didn't care at all.

"Dang, dang" After the two loud sounds like the symphony of gold and iron, the two magic weapons flew upside down, and the purple winged flying dragon completely ignored the two more deep bone marks on the claws, and the huge body pounced with a gust of wind, with a big mouth, and bit the neck of the young woman surnamed Zhao, and the right front paw was raised high, and it slapped at the man surnamed Ye in the brocade robe like lightning.

Although this purple-winged wyvern also had a short black spear stuck in its body, it was not injured by the blue sword of the brocade-robed man like the other wyvern, and there was no sign of death from poison and mana exhaustion.

"Bang", a bright five-color light and shadow burst in the air, just when the big mouth of the purple winged flying dragon pounced in front of him, the figure of the young woman surnamed Zhao strangely disappeared in place, appeared dozens of feet outside the flying boat, the footsteps were not yet steady, the sleeves fell hard to the feet, a ball of white light rushed out of the body, soared into the air, the figure reached a hundred zhang away, far away, and then reached out in horror to his two golden hook magic weapons far away.

Not far above the woman's head, above a cloud, the figure of Dieyi flashed out in the air, her wings flapped lightly, the silver light flashed, and she flew silently to the back of the young woman, raised the scimitar in her right hand and slashed over.

In the scream, the enchanting figure of the young woman surnamed Zhao was cut in two by Dieyi.

In the dazzling white light, Yuan Ying had just escaped from the corpse for three or four hundred zhang, and the yellow light of Dieyi's empty left hand flashed, and an extra palm-sized bronze mirror appeared.

The inch-tall Yuanying villain suddenly stopped in the air, motionless, as if frozen, and the dazzling white light around his body was instantly defeated by the five-colored light in the treasure mirror.

Dieyi flapped her wings, flew over, picked up the frightened Yuanying villain, her eyes flashed coldly, she stuffed it directly into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into her stomach.

Qingguang Eagle was able to advance to the sixth level of demon beasts in just a few years, it can be said that it was all fed by Dieyi with demon pills, but I didn't expect that it didn't come in handy, but it was killed by these Heavenly Ghost Sect monks, and Dieyi had every reason to be angry.

Without the help of the young woman surnamed Zhao, in a hurry, the brocade-robed man couldn't deal with this desperate purple winged flying dragon at all, although he dodged the sharp claws of the purple winged flying dragon, he was inevitably scratched on the shoulder with a deep scar, compared to the hot sting, the toxin contained in the claws was the most fatal thing.

Seeing that the Purple Winged Wyvern pounced again, he didn't care about recalling the blue flying sword, and pointed at the white bone shield while flying backwards.

The bone shield suddenly flashed brightly, and with a "boom", it shattered, and in the dazzling white light, the skulls of Bai Sensen flew out of the shield and rushed towards the purple winged flying dragon, "bang, bang" The cracking sound was endless, but the silver-robed man flew back thousands of feet away in the bursting sound, and found that his companion was cut in two by Dieyi's swing of the knife, and his face showed a trace of anger and anger.

The treasure mirror in Dieyi's hand flickered, a pillar of light fell on the man, the figure of the man in the brocade robe suddenly fixed in the air, fanned the wings behind him and chased over, the scimitar in his hand was raised, the ground was brushed, the knife shadow flashed, and it was accurately slashed between the neck of the man in the brocade robe, and the strange thing is that the scimitar was like crashing into the void, flying out more than ten zhang away, a dazzling white light burst open, and the man's figure disappeared in the white light.

In another place, the figure of the man in the brocade robe flashed out, glanced at the butterfly clothes resentfully, reached out and took out a talisman seal from the storage bag, and was about to slap it on his body, but a chill hit behind him, and a pitch-black long sword flew silently, slashing between the neck of the man in the brocade robe, blood burst out, and the man's head flew towards the sky.

This person didn't understand until he died, where did this pitch-black broken sword come from, and the image in his eyes was a bewitching figure in butterfly clothes, long silver hair flying, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and a scimitar raised in his hand.

The purple winged flying dragon was covered with bruises all over his body under the self-explosion of the magic weapon, and even one eye was blind, and when he found the man in the brocade robe fleeing away, he roared angrily and turned around and pounced on the old woman surnamed Hu.

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)