"Boom!"
The purple flame was like a prairie fire. When the flame was released, it suddenly turned into a pillar of fire more than ten feet high. It rolled in the demonic energy and roared straight towards the opponent's three-eyed demonic beast.
Before getting close to this monster, the extremely cold air coming from the fire pillar made a loud "zilla" sound in the nearby space, and layers of crystalline and abnormal ice quickly appeared in the void, and spread rapidly towards the monster on the opposite side. Go, as if to freeze all the nearby space.
After the red silver fireball also exploded, it transformed into the form of a fire crow. However, wrapped in red silver flames, its body was almost a foot large. It only opened its mouth to swallow the demonic energy in front of it, and then As soon as his wings spread, he suddenly disappeared into the purple fire pillar on the side. With the help of fire escape, his figure disappeared.
When the three-eyed monster saw the extremely cold power of Shura's Holy Fire, its face suddenly turned extremely pale. In desperation, it opened its mouth without thinking, and countless yellow light points spurted out from its mouth, densely packed, as if Endless.
After a slight roll, these light spots immediately turned into strange insects as small as a thumb. The upper body looked like a centipede, but the lower body looked like a scorpion. The whole body was light yellow, and they were all ferocious.
As soon as these ferocious bugs appeared in a swarm, they spit out clouds of fishy smell and turned into clouds of strange yellow mist in the blink of an eye. They faced the pillar of fire directly, as if they wanted to temporarily resist it.
This ninth-level demonic beast itself flashed with black demonic light, and its arms were thickened and slowly raised up, trying to push away the magic wand above its head, and then hurriedly escaped.
At this moment, the three-eyed monster completely gave up all thoughts of confronting Yang Qian, and just wanted to save its life and escape.
As soon as the yellow mist and the purple flames came into contact, the mist immediately became exhausted. Immediately, part of the yellow mist turned into crystal-clear particles and fell from the air one after another. However, the countless strange insects behind them kept pouring out the fishy smell in their mouths. It also barely prevented the approach of the pillar of fire.
At this time, a scream came out from the purple fire pillar, and the entire fire pillar changed its shape as the flames rolled and condensed, transforming into a giant crow with a body of more than ten feet, with purple fire feathers and red eyes.
The crow's wings just flapped slightly, and the purple flames, which were twice more powerful than the original fire pillar, swarmed out. Not only did they sweep away the yellow mist in front of them, but even the weird bugs behind them were frozen into crystal blocks of different sizes without moving at all. Incredible.
Fire Crow's red eyes flashed, filled with boundless extreme cold, and he pounced on the three-eyed monster.
The demon beast was so pressed by the huge force of the magic wand that it could not move at all. It only had time to release a black light from the third demon eye.
But the black light hitting the giant crow was like a mud cow hitting the sea, and it was completely useless.
The purple fire crow let out a long cry and pounced on the ninth-level monster in a flash.
The monster's body was enveloped in fierce purple flames, and after letting out a scream, it turned into giant purple ice with a horrified look on its face.
Its body-protecting demonic energy can't stop Shura's holy fire at all!
Immediately a figure flashed next to the giant ice, and a humanoid puppet emerged from a ball of silver light. He rubbed his hands together, and then raised them simultaneously. Two golden arcs struck the giant ice with a thundering sound.
As soon as the roar sounded, the surface of the purple ice shattered inch by inch, and the body of the ninth-level monster inside was naturally turned into pieces. However, a green light flashed out, and a circle of green fire appeared from it, which was larger than the spirit of the long-eared, green-eyed monster. It shot out from the broken ice and teleported more than twenty feet away in a few flashes.
“I want to run now, but it’s too late!”
A voice came slowly, and then there was a thunderclap.
A silver arc suddenly appeared in front of the green fire, and then Yang Gan appeared with his hands behind his back, looking at the monster spirit in front of him with a half-smile in the silver light.
Naturally, the spirit of this ninth-level demonic beast knew something was wrong. Just when it was about to run away again, Yang Qian twitched one hand, and a green light flashed in his palm. A green wooden ruler appeared, and he lightly pointed at the demonic soul. A slight shake.
Immediately, the light flashed, and a large anemone, about a foot tall, appeared under the demon soul. With a slight turn of the lotus petals, the demon soul felt that the surrounding spiritual energy condensed, and the teleportation technique was unable to be used for a moment.
The demon soul's heart sank, the silver petal aura exploded, and several rays of seven-color Buddha light shot out from the lotus heart, sweeping the demon soul inside it, and then pulled it back with lightning speed, and forcefully took it in. Among the anemones.
After a frightened scream came out, Anemone flashed a few times, then collapsed and became invisible.
And the demon soul inside seemed to disappear with the wind, completely disappearing from this world
Yang Qian sighed softly, and the wooden ruler in his hand disappeared strangely.
But at this time, the humanoid puppet over there flew towards Yang Qian lightly. As soon as it arrived, it handed the thing in its hand to Yang Qian expressionlessly.
It turned out to be the two storage bags, a silver ring ancient treasure and a thumb-sized black ball. The ball in it was the third eye of the three-eyed monster.
"It looks really ordinary. Who would have thought that this thing can break the teleportation escape technique." Yang Gan murmured to himself, narrowed his eyes, picked up the monster material with two fingers and looked at it carefully. Eye.
Except that it is completely black and deep, there is nothing weird about it.
But when he looked at himself with the demonic eyes, he smiled softly, with a satisfied look on his face, and put them away together with the silver ring.
Although the silver ring is a good ancient treasure, for Yang Qian's current vision, it can only be barely seen. At most, it will be rewarded to his disciples in the future.
As for the yellow Jinghong that fought with Yang Qian's flying swords, after losing the control of its owner, it turned into an ancient blade that looked like a sword but not a sword, and was also easily collected by Yang into the storage spirit ring. middle.
After Yang Gan put away the three-mouthed thunder sword and the magic wand, he didn't stay here any longer. He wrapped the humanoid puppet and turned it into a purple rainbow and shot straight to the end of the corridor.
The real opponent is still there.
Obviously, the closer you get to the main hall, the fewer the number of monsters and monks from Xiaoji Palace will be. However, those who appear are all high-level monks and monsters with profound magical powers. There are also some Nascent Soul monks and transformed monsters, but because of these people The fighting did not block the intersection. Yang Qian just glanced at it from a distance and naturally did not ask for trouble.
After passing several palaces and courtyards, and then crossing a square, Yang Qian finally saw the main hall of Xuling Palace.
At a glance, the white jade wall of the main hall here can't be seen at the end, nor how wide it is. However, the door facing him is not very wide, only more than ten feet high, and it seems to be just a side door.
And at the entrance of this room, there were two people and a demon using their great magical powers, and they were fighting inextricably.
There were two monks in white shirts, one female and one male. The male was the gray-haired old man named Ye, the supervisor elder of Xiaoji Palace whom he had met once that day. The other female monk with a beautiful face was wearing a flowing white palace dress. But it is this woman Bai Yaoyi. The opponent of these two people was an old man in a soap robe who looked just like a human being. His long hair flashed with a slight green light, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, giving people a feeling of calm and self-power.
Bai Yaoyi and the old man surnamed Ye drove two silver flying swords and a strange jade bottle that sprayed black and white energy, and they fought hard with the old man.
After discovering Yang Gan's figure, the old man surnamed Ye and Bai Yaoyi were both shocked at first, but then their faces showed surprise.
Yang Qian nodded calmly, then looked at the old man in soap robe.
The old man manipulated a cyan sparkling silk net with one hand. The net spread out and turned into a blue cloud more than ten feet wide. There were bursts of thunder and light inside, and the sound was amazing. The other hand controlled a black metal rod like an iron pestle. Every time the treasure is shaken, dozens of phantoms will appear to attack the opponent, and these phantoms are filled with reality and reality, and are driven to perfection.
This old man actually suppressed Bai Yaoyi and the two of them with just one person's strength, and he looked like he was doing it lightly.
However, the jade bottle in the hands of the supervisory elder seemed to be infinitely powerful, and the black and white Qi sprayed on it also sucked in everything. Whether it was the cyan lightning or the black pestle phantom, most of it was caught by the assassin. In addition, Bai Yaoyi was at the side and took two silver qi. The flying sword is also very powerful, and the two of them can fall down without any problems.
Yang Qian's eyes flashed with blue light and he glanced at the old man, with a look on his face that was indeed the case.
This soap-robed old man is a level 10 transformed monster!
Even with his clear and clear spiritual eyes, he couldn't see clearly what kind of monster the other party was.
"Brother Yang! Please also ask fellow Taoists to rush to the aid of Senior Sister Liu immediately. Junior Sister Bai and I can protect ourselves for the time being. At this moment, Senior Sister Liu is fighting fiercely with the old demon Che. Although she will not lose in a short time, the old demon Che has been sacrificed. Out of that famous monster "Fan, Senior Sister Liu is alone and may not be able to withstand its power. Senior Sister Liu already knows the identity of fellow Taoist. When this crisis is resolved, we will follow the words of the ancestor!" The old man surnamed Ye held the jade bottle in his hand and told Yang Qian. Yin said.
Bai Yaoyi also turned her pretty face and looked over with a worried expression.
After thinking for a while, Yang Qian nodded and said "Okay", and then without any hesitation, the purple light he transformed in the blink of an eye reached the edge of the fight between the three without even stopping, and his escape speed suddenly doubled.
Under the dazzling light, Zihong was about to pass under the three people fighting and rush into the hall.
"Stay!"
The old man was a level 10 monster. Although he had not heard the voice transmission between the old man named Ye and Yang Qian, how could he let him slip away so easily under his nose?
Although Yang Qian's late Nascent Soul cultivation level could be seen at a glance from the light, the old man in soap robe relied on his magical power and had no fear at all, casually tapping the cyan light net with one hand.
The blue cloud formed by this net trembled, and there was a loud rumbling sound. Dozens of green thunder fires were suddenly ejected from the net, and they smashed towards the Yang Gan below.
As soon as these fists of thunder and fire were shot out, they turned into heads as huge as one after another, covering an area of more than twenty feet in radius, making it impossible to avoid the light below.
Yang Qian frowned in the light. The light did not stop at all, but the humanoid puppet behind him suddenly appeared in the light. Then he raised his hand, and a small bow wrapped in red flames appeared in his hand, and then another The hand just pulled the bow string lightly.
The same roar came out, and countless fire arrows shot out from the escape light against the cyan lightning. As a result, the two collided together in mid-air, and suddenly exploded into green and red flames, which were really gorgeous.
The power of the fire arrow was far inferior to that of the green thunder, but with this head-on attack, those green thunder fires could not help but slow down. Zihong swept past the battle group from below in the blink of an eye, and escaped directly into the main hall from the palace gate. middle.
"Hey!" A surprised voice came from the old man's mouth.
With the astonishing cultivation level of this tenth-level monster, even if there was no light barrier, he could see the humanoid puppet appearing behind Yang Qian at a glance, and he was shocked for a while.
He didn't notice at all that there was actually a late-stage great monk hiding around him, and he felt shocked for a moment.
However, when the old man in soap robe saw Yang Qian flying into the hall, he frowned and did not cast any more spells to chase him. Instead, he turned his eyes and focused on the enemy in front of him, and suddenly stepped up his offensive by three points.
Bai Yaoyi felt the same surprise in her heart. Although this woman had fought side by side with Yang Qian in the Kunwu Mountains, she had no idea about the humanoid puppet. Now that she saw another person in the later stage, she naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
Even so, when Bai Yaoyi saw that the powerful enemy on the opposite side was driving the treasure to suddenly increase in power, she didn't think much about it. She could only rush into the two flying swords and pour spiritual power into them, driving the two flying swords like dragons out of the sea, so as to assist the old man surnamed Ye. Barely able to withstand the fierce attack from the opposite side.
As for the old man surnamed Ye, he had met Yang Qian not long ago and reached some kind of agreement. The stronger Yang Qian's magical power, the safer it would be for Xiaoji Palace, so he just put the sky in the air The black and white aura of Yu Ping Ji was dazzling, and he was ready to drag the old man in soap robe with Bai Yaoyi.
Although he had this "two-gas bottle" imitation spiritual treasure in his hand, it was still too much for him to fight against a level 10 monster with the power of two mid-level monks named Ye and Bai Yaoyi.
At this time, the light on Yang Qian's body instantly converged, and his figure appeared like a ghost. He stood quietly more than ten feet away on the other side of the palace door, and his figure gradually appeared.
He squinted his eyes slightly, his gaze like a torch, trying to peer through the heavy fog in the palace to see the true situation inside.
However, just as Yang Qian was about to take a closer look, a burst of old and wild laughter suddenly sounded, as if coming from the land of Jiuyou, which was creepy:
"It's okay if one more person comes to die! One more is not too much, one less is not too much. You can also come in for me."
Yang Qian was startled. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a flash of black light in the space around his head. Then the scenery around him changed, and he suddenly appeared strangely in a space surrounded by black demonic energy. .
With a raised eyebrow, Yang Gan found that he was suddenly trapped by some mysterious treasure, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
According to Yang Gan's judgment, this is undoubtedly the famous Ten Thousand Monsters Banner in the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley.
The next moment.
The surrounding demonic energy rolled violently like boiling water. They turned into sharp air currents and rushed toward Yang Gan, as if they were going to squeeze him into pieces. (End of chapter)