The nine-eyed golden toad that fell into the pit did not faint because the two forelimbs were smashed into flesh, and found that the momentum was not right, and the two golden thick hind paws pulled hard towards the pit on both sides, and in the dust and smoke, a huge figure like a small mountain suddenly rose from the ground and rushed out of the pit, and the golden light flashed, and it was about to move to one side.

The movement seemed to be extremely fast, but it was still a step slower, and the stick shadow roared down from the sky, smashing on the right half of the body, the sound of bones shattering, and the huge body fell into the pit again, raising the sky full of dust.

With a wave of the long stick in Shui Sheng's hand, he was about to launch a third attack, but at this moment, the wind was howling behind him, and two black giant hammers the size of an attic were smashing towards his back like a moon.

Before the giant hammer arrived, a mountain of pressure had fallen from the sky.

Behind him, the Nine Lives Iron Lion also transformed into a hundred-zhang tall giant, with black flames rolling around him, reaching out to grab the void, a cloud of black light flashed, and there was already an extra black giant blade dozens of zhang long in his palm, with an arc of lightning on the blade, and with a low roar, he slashed at the aquatic life.

A thunderclap sounded, and a black sword shadow a hundred feet long rose into the sky.

With a stick, this nine-eyed golden toad would be seriously injured if it didn't die, but it didn't have time to turn around to resist the killing move behind it.

Without a moment of hesitation, Shui Sheng Huo Ran turned around, waved the big stick in his hand, and the space in front of him shattered, and a black stick shadow with a thickness of more than ten zhang ∧ swept towards the two giant hammers.

In the deafening loud noise, the two giant hammers were thrown hundreds of feet away, but the tall figure of the aquatic life was stepping back several steps one after another. Only then did he stand firm.

A dazzling black light burst out in the air, and the furious spiritual power flew away in all directions. The space twisted and shifted.

The next moment, the black sword shadow forcibly tore through the space. appeared in front of the eyes of the aquatic life.

The aquatic complexion changed suddenly, and the long stick in his hand drew a semicircle, and he struck out with a stick.

The sword light collapsed, but it turned into black arcs as thick as the mouth of a bowl, pouring on the aquatic body like a torrential rain, the thunderclap sounded, the long stick flew out of his hand, the golden light of the protective body collapsed, and the electric snake around the body danced wildly. The tall figure was thrown far away by a violent force.

Seeing the black stick in Shui Sheng's hand rolling and flying towards the sky, the eyes of the Nine Lives Iron Lion suddenly lit up, his figure flickered, and he rushed towards the black stick like lightning, and a big hand scribbled forward, and the black giant stick was immediately firmly grasped in his hand.

Then, his complexion changed, and the tall figure actually fell to the ground with the giant stick.

He had expected the weight of the giant rod, but he had not expected it to be so heavy. Holding it in your hand is like carrying a peak of ten thousand feet.

There was a secret excitement in his heart, such a heavy giant stick, but it was easy to swing between the aquatic waves, could it be said that he was robbing pigs and eating tigers. Didn't fight yourself with all your might?

But this doesn't seem right, when it comes to life and death, is it necessary to deliberately show weakness?

Seemingly. It can only be that there is something strange in this giant rod, if it is refined. I think I can control it from the heart.

When you think of this, don't hesitate anymore. Throwing away the black giant blade in his hand, the two big hands grabbed the giant stick at the same time, and the mana urged him to lift it upward.

The momentum of the fall suddenly stopped, and Kankan stabilized his figure.

However, this seems to be far from being able to drive the giant stick.

With a low roar, the black flames around the body rolled, the thunder roared, and the hundred-foot-tall body twisted and changed again, turning into a monster with a lion's head and a human body, and the body was thicker than a whole circle, especially the arms were twice as thick, the muscles were knotted, and the blood-colored spirit patterns flickered.

In this almost violent state, the strength in his body was slightly higher than that of Fang Cai.

With a wave of the long stick in his hand, with a "buzz" sound, the black stick shadows smashed in the direction of the aquatic life.

The aquatic face was even more ugly, and he turned around and ran, only to see a dazzling golden light flashing from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he had fled tens of thousands of feet away, and the shadows of the sticks suddenly fell into the air.

The Nine Lives Iron Lion couldn't help laughing, and for a while he was complacent, with this stick in his hand, how could Shui Sheng be his opponent?

Looking down at the nine-eyed Jin Zhan in the sinking pit, he found that a pair of forelimbs were rapidly giving birth to a pair of forelimbs surrounded by blood, and he was even more relieved, and said in a humming voice: "Brother Ziyun, you be careful, junior brother will go back when he goes!"

With that, he raised his footsteps and chased after the aquatic life, carrying the big stick on his shoulder, no matter how the long stick struggled and trembled, he refused to let it go.

Only until now, the aquatic life has not sacrificed the Broken Star Sword, presumably because the mana is not strong enough to control this sword, and the violent secret technique he is now using can only support the kung fu of half an hour, if he can't take this opportunity to kill the aquatic life and let it escape, I am afraid that it is an extravagant hope to get the Broken Star Sword and other treasures, and I don't know how many strong people are thinking about the treasures in the hands of the aquatic life!

The heart moved at will, and the black giant blade followed after it, twisting and changing into a dazzling black light that disappeared into its body.

The aquatic life seems to be running out of mana, and its speed is getting slower and slower.

The Nine Lives Iron Lion's heart was hot, and he chased even harder, although the wisps of bone-penetrating chill continued to rush into his Dharma body from the long stick on his shoulder, but he was not worried about anything, the chill in this long stick had already invaded the Dharma body countless times in the fierce battle just now, but it only made the true qi in his body a little stagnant, with his own thunder and fire supernatural powers, he only needed to meditate and breathe for half a day after killing the aquatic life, and he could not dissolve this chill at any time?

Suddenly, a yellow light flashed, and the Lingyin Zen Master rushed over from the oblique thorn, chanting words in his mouth, and the black prayer beads around his body suddenly shot towards the Nine Lives Iron Lion, and the spiritual light flickered and spun and turned into the size of an attic.

"Dead bald donkey, tired of living, right?"

The Nine Lives Iron Lion hummed and said, suddenly stopped, raised the big stick in his hand, roared angrily, and drew a semicircle forward.

Optimus pillar-like black stick shadows slammed into the rosary.

"Bang bang bang!"

In a series of dull sounds, the dozen or so prayer beads that came first were shattered by this rod shadow.

Lingyin Zen Master couldn't help but change his complexion, and he whispered a Buddha name in his mouth. Reaching out and taking out the small gourd with yellow light from his sleeve, he was about to sacrifice the Heaven Destroying God Sand again. At this moment, an aquatic voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Master." Even if you let this demon come, you have your own way to deal with it!"

There was no trace of panic in this voice, but a little confidence?

Lingyin Zen Master glanced at the long black stick held high in the hand of the Nine Lives Iron Lion, his heart suddenly lit up, and there were words in his mouth, and the rosary beads the size of an attic suddenly flew back one after another.

Seeing that Lingyin Zen Master wisely got out of the way and fled in the other direction, the Nine Lives Iron Lion smiled proudly and chased after Shui Sheng again.

This chase and escape. The two of them left the battlefield at a gallop, and the time for tea was hundreds of miles away.

The Nine Lives Iron Lion swung a big stick and threw it at Shui Sheng several times, but Shui Sheng dodged it "with all his might".

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, the Nine Lives Iron Lion's heart became even hotter.

Suddenly, Shui Sheng stopped, turned around suddenly, rubbed his hands together, and a seven-colored thunderbolt as thick as a bucket broke through the air. Hit the Nine Lives Iron Lion in the chest.

"Junior, your Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is still useful for others, and it is not idle for this monarch to be used?"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the Nine Lives Iron Lion's mouth. There is no intention to resist at all, and when the stick is moved, it will be swept away at the aquatic stick.

Right now. The dark golden brilliance that had been dotted on the black stick suddenly lit up, and the body of the stick trembled violently. The weight suddenly increased several times, and a bone-piercing chill that had frozen for nine days quickly rushed along the hands of the Nine Lives Iron Lion towards its body.

A thunderclap sounded. The seven-colored arc flashed and hit the chest of the Nine Lives Iron Lion.

Although this thunder light couldn't do much damage to it, it still made the Nine Lives Iron Lion staggered backwards and retreated a few steps one after another, his body was surrounded by lightning, his hair stood upside down, his hands were cold and numb as if they were frozen, and he could no longer hold the long stick that was trembling violently.

Ling Ling couldn't help but shudder, secretly screaming that it was not good, shouted angrily, pushed forward with both hands, and threw the long stick far away.

The heart moved at will, and a powerful power of true yuan rushed out of the dantian, and the black flames rolled up and down Zhou's body, and the thunderbolt shook the sky, about to dispel the bone-penetrating chill that rushed into the body.

At this moment, with the flow of mana, there was a sudden cramping pain in the abdomen, as if thousands of steel piercing were pierced at the same time, and slender gray-black light filaments quickly surfaced from the limbs, internal organs, and dantian meridians, and these cold and piercing filaments of light were like thin needles scurrying around in the meridians, and they were quickly connected.

Especially in the dantian, in the blink of an eye, the magic crystal has been wrapped in a dense mass of gray filament, and the power of the true yuan is difficult to be stimulated, and the true qi in the meridians has also become obscure and blocked, unable to circulate effectively.

Forcibly raised a trace of true qi, a black light flashed in his right hand, and he sacrificed the black giant blade again, raised the giant blade high, and shouted at Shui Sheng in anger: "Junior, what have you done to Benjun!"

"It's no wonder that the deity, this magic weapon is a little weird, even the deity has been in the hand for a long time, it is also unbearable, but you just want to carry it for the deity, so what can be done!"

While speaking, Shui Sheng unhurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed the long stick, grabbed it in his hand, the voice fell, his steps took a step forward, the golden light flashed, and the figure had reached the front of the Nine Lives Iron Lion, a fierce killing intent rose to the sky, and the long stick in his hand waved, and the stick struck down.

At this moment, trapped by the crystal filaments turned by Tiangang's evil qi, the mana in the Nine Lives Iron Lion's body was no longer able to exert even two percent, but he had to shout angrily and wave the giant blade to block it.

With a loud bang, the black giant blade flew out of his hand, turned into a dazzling black light, and flew towards the ground.

The shadow of the stick was still undiminished, and in a flash, it smashed firmly on the huge lion head of the Nine Lives Iron Lion.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)