At this moment, the yellow-haired monster on the opposite side suddenly jumped up, opened its big bloody mouth, raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, which echoed in the narrow space for a long time.
The old man surnamed Fu was taken aback, and his face looked extremely pale.
Just now, facing the joint attack from him and several fellow Taoists, the yellow-haired monster remained motionless, allowing countless magic weapons and Taoist techniques to hit it.
However, no matter how many people attacked, they could not cause any harm to it.
It can be seen from this that maybe the green-haired monster didn't pay attention to these people at all, and just wanted to play with them.
When a few people's spiritual power is exhausted, it can catch turtles in a jar and kill several people easily.
Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Fu was shaken. He recalled the thrilling scene just now in his mind, and he still feels scared to this day.
If Li Feiyu hadn't arrived in time and created a strong enemy for the yellow-haired monster, he might have died long ago.
And just when the old man surnamed Fu was panicking, the yellow-haired monster suddenly fell from the sky, its body flashing with dazzling red smoke.
In the midst of the billowing smoke, I saw a pair of wings growing out from the back of the yellow-haired monster, and fluttered a few times in the void, blowing a violent gust of wind, quickly moving to the left and right. Swept away from both sides.
Fortunately, the direction of the wind was not facing Li Feiyu, the old man named Fu, and others. Otherwise, everyone would have to use their own magic weapons to resist the invasion of those strong winds.
At this time, the old man surnamed Fu looked at the yellow-haired monster in the sky, his face looked solemn, and he gently waved the whisk in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Li, to be honest, when I was fighting this yellow-haired monster just now, the spiritual power in my body was almost completely exhausted. Now I can't fight side by side with you. I can't help you to deal with us together." This yellow-haired monster, therefore, the lives of myself, fellow Daoist Yuan, and fellow Daoist Bai, all depend on you and Junior Sister Chang. I hope you can use all your life’s knowledge and do your best to kill this yellow-haired monster. Otherwise, On this trip to Yin Yang Cave, not only will we not be able to capture Yin Zhima, but we will also die in the hands of the yellow-haired monster."
Hearing this, the big man surnamed Yuan and Bai Yaoyi looked sad, and their bodies seemed to be exhausted. Generally speaking, he slowly sat down towards the ground, closed his eyes tightly, exercised his energy and breath, trying to use the unique secret method of each sect by sitting cross-legged and meditating, so as to quickly restore the spiritual energy in the body in the shortest time. Strength, keep fighting.
Seeing this, the old man surnamed Fu stopped talking. Now he is not much better than the big man surnamed Yuan and Bai Yaoyi. Both mentally and physically, he has reached the point of exhaustion. If If Li Feiyu didn't sit down and exercise his energy and adjust his breath to recover his spiritual power as quickly as possible, if Li Feiyu couldn't defeat the yellow-haired ghost, he would be dead.
Seeing that the old man surnamed Fu, the big man surnamed Yuan, as well as Bai Yaoyi and others had lost their fighting capacity, Li Feiyu turned to look at Chang Zhifang with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Chang, you are waiting for Brother Fu and Brother Yuan." They were surrounded by guardians to prevent other ghosts from attacking them, while I went to deal with the yellow-haired monster."
Chang Zhifang's eyes lit up, a look of joy appeared on her face, and she immediately faced Li Feiyu. Hand over.
"Okay, Fellow Daoist Li, be careful and don't underestimate the enemy."
Hearing this, Li Feiyu nodded, slowly took a few steps forward, and looked coldly ahead. That yellow-haired monster, an idea flashed in his mind.
Judging from the appearance and characteristics of this object, it is one of the most powerful ghosts in the Yin and Yang Cave. It is called a double-winged yaksha. It is not only good at various illusion attacks, but also has very powerful attack power. Difficult to deal with.
At this moment, the two-winged Yaksha had landed on the ground, its wings folded on its back, and the surrounding gust of wind also stopped. Then, the two-winged Yaksha raised his hands, condensing a black silk network, with dim light flickering, surrounded by thick fog, and shrouded Li Feiyu in the sky.
Li Feiyu pinched the magic formula with his hands, chanted the incantation, and sacrificed a blood evil knife. With a finger of his right hand, the blood evil sword suddenly emits a blood evil air and transformed into a blood evil sword. The blood-red blade, which was more than two feet long, slashed sharply towards the black silk screen.
Bang!
With a sound, the blood-red blade was invincible and slashed down from the black silk screen, splitting the black screen in half in an instant.
Seeing this, the double-winged Yasha flapped his wings, jumped up from the ground, opened his mouth, and sprayed out several thick and long green threads, like a burst of meteors streaking across the sky, the light flickered and quickly shot towards Li Feiyu's vitals. at.
Li Feiyu used the White Emperor Golden Emperor Gong, and a dazzling imperial aura emerged from his body. He crossed his hands on his chest, condensed a ball of Shura Holy Fire, and sprayed it away.
Suddenly, red light flashed in the void, and the Shura holy fire burned blazingly, colliding with the green thread, causing a violent explosion.
Boom!
The Shura Holy Fire, blessed by the White Emperor's Golden Skill, burst out with a boundless force of annihilation. In just an instant, several slender green silk threads were burned into pieces. A piece of ashes scattered in the void.
The two-winged Yaksha was slightly startled, and landed from mid-air. His eyes shot out a cold light, and he actually began to speak human words.
"Human monk, you are very powerful, at least a few levels stronger than those previous human monks. Yes, yes, after waiting for a thousand years, I finally found a powerful opponent."< br>
With a thought in his mind, Li Feiyu suddenly flew out several flying swords from his body, suspended in the void, and continuously emitted golden light.
"Double-winged Yaksha, don't be so arrogant! Although my Taoist brothers are no match for you, I can kill you with one move, hum!"
Hearing this , the two-winged Yaksha's eyes flashed coldly, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and he once again released a row of green silk threads towards Li Feiyu, densely packed and surging.
Li Feiyu tapped his back lightly, and several invisible needles shot out, fast, accurate and cruel, shattering the void and making a sharp sound, penetrating through the row of green silk threads.
Suddenly, light shone in the sky, and a row of green silk threads broke and splashed in all directions.
The two-winged Yaksha soared into the sky, turned into a bolt and disappeared into the void.
The next moment, the surrounding environment changed.
What was originally a bright and empty cave has now turned into a sea of Shura blood. Even the sky is gray and there is no sun.
On the surface of this Shura Sea of Blood, countless skulls and skulls were constantly flowing with the blood, and some bloody stumps and broken arms were vaguely visible.
Seeing this, Li Feiyu kicked off his feet and jumped into the air, floating above the sea of blood to avoid being attacked by the skulls on the sea.