Chapter 742 Killing the Monster
It seems that if you don’t have the power to transcend the rank in the future, you will never act recklessly again. This time, you were lucky to meet Xiang Sicheng, who is far more generous than ordinary monks. imaginary people. No matter how arrogant a person is, they cannot block the blow of this ice talisman. Even the soul cannot escape the fate of being frozen.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian was lying on the ground. The thick layer of ice had crawled over his body from the ground, sealing him under the ice. He was not too far from the center of the battle between the two sides. Hot and cold The alternation made him extremely uncomfortable.
In fact, the reason why the old monster died was mainly because he was hit by the spikes issued by the iron-backed monster. The fire magic contained in the spikes had a certain restraint effect on the old monster. . The magic power cannot be condensed for a while. Even if the golden elixir monk fell from a height of more than a hundred feet without the protection of magic power, he would still be seriously injured, not to mention that the old monster Mu was already seriously injured when he fell.
Even if Lu Xiaotian cannot condense his magic power, his physical body has reached the eighth level of strength. The strength of his physical body alone has reached the ordinary middle stage of the golden elixir. His physical strength and resistance to blows are similar to those of Mu Laogui. The comparison was different. Even if the height he fell from was several times higher than that of the old monster Mu, it was nothing to him.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, had secretly mobilized the power in the magic beads in his body and used the Ice Healing. Quietly repairing physical wounds. The Iron Thorn-backed Monster is a monster of both earth and fire elements. It is very powerful. The sharp needle also contains a violent breath of fire. However, the Demon Suppressing Tower in Lu Xiaotian's body flickered slightly and mobilized a large amount of Brahma Spirit Fire. Wrap the demon's moxibustion spirit earth flame.
Although the Iron Thorn-backed Monster's cultivation level is higher than that of Lu Xiaotian, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. However, after all, only a few of the Burning Spirit Earth Flames entered Lu Xiaotian's body, and they were an unconscious force. It was difficult to do anything when wrapped in a large amount of Brahma Spirit Fire.
Just as Lu Xiaotian was lying on the ground like this, the mana fluctuations produced by the magic talisman and the iron-thorn-backed monster made him extremely uncomfortable. However, Lu Xiaotian did not show any abnormality at this time, lying on the ground and continuing to suffer. Ice Healing is also rapidly repairing the wounds in the body.
At this time, the battle between the ice magic talisman and the iron-thorn-backed monster has reached its final moment. The coldness of the spirit talisman called Bing Zhen Shan He dropped greatly, but the iron thorn-backed monster dropped even more severely. The burning flames in the fire pillars it spit out were very rare. A dim demon pill emerged from it.
The power of the ice talisman turned into a glacier and slowly expanded forward inch by inch. The face of the iron-thorn-backed demon was full of fatigue and despair.
Du Crazy Tiger, Suo Ming Ying Monk and others looked overjoyed. However, there was something strange in the empty eyes of the humanoid ghost. Hey, five white-bone falcons flew out again, rolled in the air, turned into a huge bone knife, and flashed in the air.
At this time, the iron-thorn-backed monster was struggling with the power of the ice talisman, and could not take into account the attack of the humanoid ghost. He raised his neck slightly, but still did not avoid the huge bone knife.
A huge pain hit, and the bone knife directly cut a huge gash in the neck of the iron-backed monster. Hot blood flowed directly down the mouth, and the humanoid ghost emerged from the gray smoke. Jiejie smiled strangely and took out a small bottle made of white bones and sent it into the air. The bone bottle gradually enlarged, just in time to hold the iron. Catch the blood shed by the Thornback Demon.
The life-killing baby monk wakes up from a dream and has to take out the baby from the belly of the iron-thorn-backed monster before the ice magic talisman freezes it. Otherwise, he will be killed by the ice magic talisman. The idea of refining this young cat into a ghost baby Wouldn't the method be completely ruined? As long as he can refine the baby of the tenth-level monster, it will be enough to sweep away the monks of the same level. Even if he is lucky enough to reach the level of Yuanying-level ghost cultivator in the future, the ghost baby will also be him. of killer pliers.
Thinking of this, the Life-Destroying Baby Monk could no longer hold back, and his body turned into a black smoke and sank into the Weeping Baby Ring. The Weeping Baby Ring turned into several extremely ferocious ghost babies and headed towards Iron Thorn Back. Yao Ni flew away, and while Yao Ni was unable to withdraw from the anti-ice talisman, several ghost babies floated under Yao Ni's belly, biting Yao Ni's abdomen fiercely, and tearing at it crazily.
Seeing the actions of the humanoid ghost and the life-threatening infant monk, Du Crazy Tiger secretly retreated and quietly approached the direction of the baby fruit.
"Where does Du Daoyou want to go?" Xiang Sicheng had noticed Du Crazy Hu's movements a long time ago, sneered at the corner of his mouth, took a step diagonally, and stood directly in front of Du Crazy Hu. At this time, the power contained in the talisman was not much, and the overall situation had been decided. He no longer needed to control it through the dark black box. How could Xiang Sicheng, who had drawn his hand, easily let Du Crazy Tiger take away the fruits of the final victory? .
“Well, the methods of the life-demanding infant monk and the ghost clan are too cruel. I can’t bear it and want to avoid it. If you feel that it’s not possible, I’ll just watch from the side. Just do it.”
Du Fenghu’s face was filled with uncertainty. He was obviously thinking of his plan in Xiang Sicheng and didn’t dare to act rashly. Besides, the life-threatening infant monk was from Xiang Sicheng, so he didn’t dare to act rashly. , I have absolutely no chance of winning.
But now Xiang Sicheng has the overall situation under control, and Du Crazy Hu is also anxiously thinking about his retreat. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Lu Xiaotian, who was still lying on the ground with serious injuries. If Lu Xiaotian could fight now, he would still be able to fight. He alone would definitely not be Xiang Sicheng's opponent.
Although he was employed by Xiang Sicheng before and received certain benefits, the old man Mu was Xiang Sicheng's confidant. Xiang Sicheng didn't even frown when he died. He probably had a There are three advantages and two disadvantages. Xiang Sicheng won't take it to heart at all after getting the baby fruit.
What's more, when they were being chased by the Iron Thorn-backed Demon Ni, the people who used the formation to ambush were obviously very strange, and they were most likely those arranged by Xiang Sicheng.
At this time, the humanoid ghost had used a bone bottle to collect a large amount of the monster's blood, and the ghost baby controlled by the life-killing infant monk also viciously bit the monster's abdomen, directly removing its eyes from its belly. The cub that hasn't even opened yet is dragged out. The iron-thorn-backed monster wailed, and its huge body fell to the ground. The life-threatening infant monk who transformed into a ghost baby smiled and grabbed the baby monster.
But just when the life-demanding infant monk was about to succeed, and there was a slight sign of relaxation, a transparent and agile flying sword shot out at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and shot from the life-demanding infant monk's back. Flashed away.
The life-demanding infant monk who was about to succeed screamed, and his body fell out from among the several ghost babies. However, the flying sword behind did not give the life-seeking infant monk a chance, and it circled the life-seeking infant monk's neck. Turn around and cut off his head.
The life-seeking infant monk couldn't care less about the fetus that had just been pulled out of the belly of the Iron Thorn-backed Demon Ni. The soul fled from the body in panic.
“What?”
At this time, whether it was Xiang Sicheng, Du Crazy Tiger, or the humanoid ghost who was still collecting the blood of the monster, they all stared in disbelief. A pair of eyes.
(End of this chapter)