At this time, Bai Rou also made a move with his bare hands, and two rays of light, one green and one black, flew in front of her in the sky in the distance.
It was a green long whip, and its surface was like a green python. Although it had a faint green luster, Artifact Spirit was already dead inside.
The black one is a turtle shell-shaped shield, and there are also large pits on the surface.
These two pieces of Dharma Treasure were used by the two Golden Core Realm monks who were trapped before, but most of them were destroyed by the attack of hundreds of puppets without hesitation of spirit stones.
But it was still taken away directly by Bai Rou.
At this time, those Storage Pouch also flew in front of her, and Bai Rou did not explore anymore, but hung them all around her waist.
"Although the whip and shield were quite damaged, they are still Golden Core Realm monk's Dharma Treasure. Although the grade will be lowered after re-sacrifice, it can still equal the number of spiritual stones from the puppet message just now!"
Bai Rou was thinking in her mind that if she couldn't make ends meet, she would lose this battle.
When the two foreign Golden Core Realm monks flew in to attack, they ran into her head-on. In order to kill Bai Rou as quickly as possible, these two people joined forces without hesitation.
In their opinion, the weak and weak Bai Rou would die in their hands within three breaths at most, but as a result, Bai Rou showed his ferocious fangs in an instant, and a dense crowd of puppets appeared in front of him with a wave of his hand...
Bai Rou The monks fighting nearby were Four Symbols Peak Sun Guoshu and the others who had gathered together before. After they were entangled by the enemy, they had no time to care about others.
But at this time, both the Four Symbols Peak monks and their opponents noticed this scene one by one. They were still fighting each other to death, but here Bai Rou had already killed two people, and they were all stunned.
Bai Rou looked over calmly at this time, waved her hand again, and dozens of puppets appeared around her again, which made the Devil Race and foreign monks who rushed towards her couldn't help but shudder.
"Senior Sister Bai, you are amazing!"
Sun Guoshu's voice came over, with excitement in his voice...
Li Wuyi The letter in his hand made a crisp sound, and colorful characters flew out from it, as if they were alive.
The "Stone" character smashes, the "Axe" character slashes, the "Knife" character slashes, and the "Gun" character pierces away with a stream of light.
This made the traitorous monk from the South China Sea on the opposite side very tired to deal with. After just a few encounters, he was a little overwhelmed. He was a strong person in the false infant realm, one level higher than Li Wuyi.
Of course he knew Li Wuyi's name, but as a core disciple of a first-class sect, he actually didn't know Qi Ingestion's disciples from the four major sects.
Especially after he received an ancient magical skill taught by monks from a foreign land, in the following days, he felt even more powerful every time he fought with others.
Even some old-school fake infant monks can only fight to a draw with him.
Therefore, during the battle just now, he targeted Li Wuyi, Wang Lang, Baili Yuan and others. If he could kill one of these people, he would be famous all over the world.
As for Qiu Jiuzhen, he was a little worried. As a Nanhai monk, Qiu Jiuzhen had a better reputation, although his level was not as good as Li Wuyi and Wang Lang.
Now Qiu Jiuzhen seemed even more crazy, her whole body was splattered with blood. In this short period of time, she had killed one person and seriously injured another.
Qiu Jiuzhen's every blow was a killing blow, and it was impossible to tell whether the blood on his body was his own or that of others.
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This Nanhai monk is not willing to risk his life with others, but he still wants to have an eternal path to immortality in the future.
So, he immediately took aim at Li Wuyi not far away, but after just a few breaths of fighting with him, the Nanhai monk's intestines were filled with regret.
In just over ten breaths, one of his golden bell defenses Dharma Treasure was destroyed by Li Wuyi. This caused him to lose a lot of his proud defense and confidence.
He kept dodging desperately, trying to distance himself from Li Wuyi through fighting, or drag Li Wuyi into other people's battle groups.
Li Wuyi came and went like the wind in the air, trapping the Nanhai monk within his attack range. He even had time to glance at a higher place in the distance with the corner of his eye.
But when he turned around again, his aura was even more powerful.
"My little junior brother killed a fellow of the same level in less than ten breaths. It took more than ten breaths. A spineless fake infant cultivator can still keep fighting with me, huh!"
Suddenly, his left hand pointed like a sword and slid over the cylindrical slip. At the same time, a trace of flush appeared on Li Wuyi's fair face.
But after casting the spell this time, no more characters flew out, which made the Nanhai traitorous monk in front of him stunned.
He Divine Sense has been firmly locked on Li Wuyi. Every time the opponent shakes Jade Slip in his hand, a sky full of characters will appear, as if he is bound to be submerged in a sea of characters.
But why was there no follow-up attack this time? As he was thinking about it, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart. When he turned around again, his expression changed drastically.
As he was retreating, a blood-red "door" character as tall as a person suddenly appeared without warning.
This character appeared silently, as if it had been suspended there. When the traitorous monk from Nanhai sensed it, with his flying speed, he could no longer avoid it and plunged into it.
Then, the whole person disappeared out of thin air, and then, a shrill scream came from the blood-red word "door".
What's even more chilling is that as the scream came out, a series of "puff, plop, plop" sounds came from the "door".
What followed was a stream of dazzling blood arrows being "squeezed" out, as if someone's body had been squeezed out...
When Wei Chituo and Eryao not far away saw this scene, they couldn't help but shrink their necks and felt chills on the back of their necks.
They all fought against Li Wuyi, and were tortured miserably in the end. Li Wuyi had an unknown number of characters refined into the cylindrical tablet, which seemed to be endless.
Each character has a completely different attack effect, and this "door" character has been seen by both people.
Moreover, all three of them had been ingested, but Li Wuyi did not use the killer. However, he was released after being tortured to the point of death, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Because of this incident, the two demons even joined forces to beat up Wei Chituo. It was all the result of this guy's instigation...
There was a dark blue smoke surrounding Huchen Wuding. Around this dark blue smoke, other battle groups stayed away from each other.
A man with a fat body and feet
There are two demons with an indefinite body width in a pot of dust trapped in it, slowly advancing towards the edge of the dark blue smoke like a boat against the current.
As the plump chest undulated violently, the magic lines on the body surface were like ferocious centipedes that came to life, swaying and trembling among the fat.
Every time the obese demonic cultivator takes a step forward, a large amount of oil will leak out from the swaying demonic patterns on his body, and his body will shrink slightly.
With every step forward, the obese demon cultivator would let out a roar of pain!
But Hu Chen Wuding's eyes kept flashing with a ruthless cold light. He knew that it would be impossible for this fat demon cultivator to get out of this dark blue smoke.
"Although I don't know when I can Nascent Soul Formation, at least I am no longer a waste in the Golden Core Realm. I am no longer the waste that was looked down upon by others!"
Hu Chen Wuding thought silently in his heart...
He turned a deaf ear to the shouts of killing that were heard all around him, and just watched quietly as the fat demonic cultivator shriveled up quickly.
Until the withered, skeleton-like skeleton made a series of crisp sounds, and in the desperate eyes of the demon cultivator, the whole body fell apart and was extinguished into a line of blue smoke in the dark blue smoke...
This is not always the case on the entire battlefield. Many of the Wangliang Sect Golden Core Realm and the congratulators Golden Core Realm along with them have also died.
At this time, Qiu Jiuzhen faced a black-robed foreign monk again.
"Tai Xuan Cult monk, you are defeated!"
The black-robed foreign monk saw the Daoist robe on Qiu Jiuzhen and sneered, his voice was deep and old. When he saw Qiu Jiuzhen killing and seriously injuring her opponents one after another, he dodged and stood in front of her.
Qiu Jiuzhen's beautiful eyes were red. Before she could get over the death of her junior sister, Divine Sense glanced at him and found that the other person was an old man with wrinkles on his face, and his strength had reached the level of a fake baby.
Qiu Jiuzhen had no fear about this. She didn't want to talk nonsense at all. She held a long blue water sword in each hand and slashed forward with the two swords crossed.
Immediately, a green "cross" sword light appeared in front of her. The sword light quickly passed through the space, from small to large. The surrounding aura seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon, forming a green phantom that moved forward rapidly.
The old black-robed foreign monk also holds Dharma Treasure in both hands. His Dharma Treasure is a pair of double hammers, but it is completely different from Wei Zhongran.
The golden hammer heads of the double hammers are only the size of an adult's fist and are covered with strange patterns, rather like a pair of immature watermelons.
The handle of the hammer is extremely long, even slightly longer than Qiu Jiuzhen's entire sword body.
The green "cross" slash was in front of him in a flash. If he couldn't avoid it, he would be cut into four pieces like the monk before.
Immediately, the blue-colored "X" will spin violently, and the Golden Core Realm locked at the intersection of the "X" next to it will be stirred into blood foam all over the sky.
The scene before was clearly seen by the old black-robed foreign monk. He just held the hammer with one hand and slammed it forward.
Following his blow, a golden arc appeared in front of the hammer head, wrapping the hammer head and hitting the green "cross" cut.
"Tum!"
With a muffled sound, a large group of green and gold air waves erupted in the air, spreading in a circular shape to all directions.
The green "ten" character made a fierce spin, wanting to
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The opponent's hammer head was smashed, but the opponent's hammer head suddenly vibrated and hit at an extremely fast speed.
In just an instant, he struck out thousands of hammers in a row, and the green light that trembled after a "cross" slash turned into stars all over the sky.
At the same time, the space behind Qiu Jiuzhen fluctuated slightly, and a grasshopper covered with patterns appeared behind her.
This grasshopper has a slender body and upright hind limbs. As soon as it appears, a long tongue spits out from between its two fangs. The long tongue is very weird. There is a fist-sized golden sphere in front and a thin tongue trailing behind.
It looks very much like the long hammer in the hands of the old black-robed exotic monk.
The long tongue struck at the back of Qiu Jiuzhen's head like lightning. Qiu Jiuzhen didn't turn around, her exquisite body swung, and the long sword in her right hand penetrated backwards from her armpit.
With the sound of "ding", Qiu Jiuzhen felt a strong force coming from her hand. Although she blocked the blow, there was still a big difference between her and the opponent's magic power, and she could not help but slide forward several feet.
She took this opportunity to relieve herself, and the moment she leaned over and slid out, the old black-robed exotic monk in the distance had a sneer on his lips.
The skinny fingers stretched and curled in front of his chest, as if they were invisibly manipulating something, and then a withered vine suddenly appeared out of thin air at Qiu Jiuzhen's feet.
This withered vine appeared without warning. If Qiu Jiuzhen was still aware of the previous sneak attack from behind, he was caught off guard this time. A pair of jade feet were immediately wrapped up in the withered vine.
The two sides only met each other before and after the fight, and their movements were extremely fast. If there were Foundation Establishment monks watching the fight, it would be a blink of an eye.
This old black-robed foreign monk not only blocked Qiu Jiuzhen's attack in a very short period of time, but unexpectedly launched two counterattacks almost at the same time.
Qiu Jiuzhen's reaction was also very fast, and she slashed directly towards her ankles with her two swords. But just when her two swords were as fast as lightning and struck the withered vine, she felt that the place where the two swords struck was blocked by a thick layer of something.
Then, Qiu Jiuzhen felt a huge force spread rapidly upward from her feet, making her feel that she could no longer communicate with the outside world, and her own magic power was isolated from the outside world.
An unstoppable force enveloped her tightly and continued to shrink. Qiu Jiuzhen felt as if the spiritual power in her body was about to be squeezed out of her body. For a moment, she could no longer move.
It's a pity that she has all kinds of Divine Ability, but she only has time to take the initiative once.
At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, Qiu Jiuzhen's exquisite body, starting from her feet, the withered vine has long since disappeared. Her body is covered by a layer of gray gravel, and she still retains the posture of slashing with both swords.
The old black-robed foreign monk stepped in front of Qiu Jiuzhen and raised his lips with disdain. The various monsters in the turbulent space back then were much more difficult and cunning than these monks.
This withered vine is made from the "withered vine dust" in the turbulent space. It has a great effect on sealing the monk's mana. However, this Dharma Treasure must touch the monk's body to be useful.
The old black-robed foreign monk looked at Qiu Jiuzhen's graceful figure and the angry eyes that were still exposed. A trace of lust flashed in his eyes, but he knew the importance.
At the same time as he raised his hands, another long hammer that had disappeared before also came into his hands. The heads of the double hammers made a sound in the wind, and they struck hard at the temples on both sides of Qiu Jiuzhen's head!