Chapter 380: Chrysanthemums all over the ground

Being protected by the elder brother Nanji Immortal Weng Wanshoutu, Guangchengzi and Chi Jingzi knew that their lives were in custody, so they did not relax their vigilance at all. They divided the left and right sides to firmly protect the sides behind Nanji Immortal Weng.

The great master Xuandu, because his only magic weapon, was used to collect the body of the immortals of the Ancient Sect, did not dare to use it lightly. In addition, his cultivation was weak, so he was protected by three people in the middle.

The four of them formed a formation in this way, led by the old man from Antarctica, and flew straight out of the Jiuli military camp.

In theory, most of these gods and immortals have the ability to call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the seas, and wanting to escape from the Jiuli Military Camp, which is only a hundred miles away, is nothing more than a matter of steps, but there must be a premise, that is, there is no enemy to obstruct, especially enemies who cannot have the ability to obstruct them if they are similar to or higher than themselves.

The situation of the Antarctic Immortal Weng and others was different. Just as they floated up, they were chopped by a small giant with an axe. Before the few people could speed up again, the arrow that Houyi shot was shot like a chasing wind and electricity. There were still densely followed by nearly a hundred large crossbows several meters long. Just looking at the black and weird runes on the crossbow, Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi knew that this big crossbow was not an ordinary thing, but was specially made for monks.

The face was solemn, and the two of them did not dare to neglect. Guangchengzi pulled out the male and female swords, while the red sperm held the water and fire god's edge in his hand, and also activated the Bagua Zi Yan Xianyi's protective clothing.

In the midst of lightning, the black light shot out by Houyi had already shot in front of the two of them.

"It's too fast!" Guang Chengzi couldn't help but feel worried, his eyes widened. With his feelings, Guang Chengzi tried his best to swing his male and female swords and strangled them straight towards the black light.

However, Guang Chengzi's sword obviously failed to play any role. The black light was so fast that even though Guang Chengzi's current cultivation level was already the third master of the Academic Sect, he still could not block Houyi's casual arrow of chasing the stars and chasing the moon. The male and female swords were snatched out, and just touched a trace of arrow feather at the tail of the long arrow and fell into the empty space.

On the back, Chi Jingzi, who was the second line of defense, held all the actions of Senior Brother Guangchengzi in his eyes, and was also shocked by the speed of the arrow. However, before Chi Jingzi could express his shocked expression on his face, the black light had already arrived.

Behind him was Senior Brother Xuandu, who had basically no ability to resist, and Senior Brother Nanji Immortal Weng, who was leading everyone to escape at full speed. Chi Jingzi was unavoidable and was very upset. He subconsciously waved the water and fire god in his hand, and at the same time, he moved sideways at a high speed, blocking the front of the black light moving forward.

Without any suspense, the Red Sperm's Water and Fire God's Front also failed to cut the black light.

So, the black light was unobstructed all the way and directly hit the purple fairy clothes of Chi Sperm's body-protecting magic weapon, Bagua Zi Zhu.

A purple light suddenly rose from the Bagua Purple Immortal Clothes, colliding with the black light, splashing countless purple streams and drifting around. With a light "puff" sound, the black light opened a blood hole of about an inch inch on the right chest of the Red Sperm, and then penetrated out.

However, due to the obstruction of the Bagua Purple Immortal Clothes and the Red Sperm's body, the black force had become much weaker, and there was a slight deviation in the direction.

The chest was a little painful, and then a soul-devouring force exploded in the red sperm's body, turning into countless strange witch forces, and quickly spreading around along the red sperm's tendons and veins.

Although he had been mentally prepared to get an arrow, Chi Jingzi did not expect that the arrow would be so domineering and weird, and he could no longer care about it. Chi Jingzi quickly mobilized all his magic power to suppress the witch power in his body.

Just as Chi Jing sank his spiritual thoughts into his body and suppressed the arrow wound with all his might, Chi Jing scattered in a hazy state, seemed to hear the voice of his senior brother Nanji Xianweng, and a roar in a sad and angry tone.

"Huh, Senior Brother really loves Junior Brother. This is not a waste of me to block this arrow for Senior Brother!" With such thoughts, Chi Jingzi quickly gathered his mind and began to fight against the power of the witch curse that invaded his body.

Chi Jingzi heard it correctly. The almost sad and angry roar was indeed caused by this senior brother of the Ancient Sect. However, the thoughts that followed were all Chi Jingzi's wishful thinking.

The Antarctic Immortal Weng was so sad and angry, but it was not because his junior brother Chi Jingzi was seriously injured because he was shot by him, but because the arrow that Chi Jingzi changed to the direction did not hit the vital point of the Antarctic Immortal Weng's back heart, but it hit another important position of the Antarctic old man.

Because the red sperm was slanted to the right, the black beam deviated from the Antarctic old man's back and tilted a little to the lower right. However, this position was really tricky, and an arrow shot below the waist of the Antarctic old man's back, above the legs, and in the middle of the two buttocks.

Although the force was much weaker, it almost went all out of its roots, and the direction of the arrow tip poured forward and downward, and the tip of the arrow was about an inch from the base of the old man's right thigh on the Antarctic.

Although there was a slight deviation from the original target, the position of the arrow was too tricky. The old man from Antarctica, who was forcibly blown up the chrysanthemum hole, made a tragic sensation that was not like a human voice.

Under the stimulation of this inhuman experience, the old man from Antarctica actually burst out all his life potential. He wrapped his life with the Wanshou Map, turned into a dazzling golden light, and instantly escaped thousands of miles away, disappearing in the extremely surprised gaze of the soldiers of the Jiuli tribe.

"At such a fast speed, is it still a human? It must be an illusion!" The little giant, who had just been knocked away by an old man in Antarctica, shook his huge head and said to himself with disbelief.

Although it was stimulated by a certain specific factor that caused the enemy to suddenly burst out potential and escape immediately, this kind of flying speed that was instantly thousands of miles was beyond the reach of these half-baked little giants. Therefore, despite all the regrets in their hearts, these little giants had to withdraw their troops and declare that the battle was over hastily ended.

On the other side, when Houyi sent an arrow to attempt to shoot the old man from Antarctica and others, Ying Long immediately rushed to Gao Tian, ​​completely ignoring the pain caused by Jiang You's sword to cut off his tail, but he only urged the mana he could mobilize to the limit, and ran wildly at full speed, intending to escape from the Jiuli military camp.

However, as soon as Ying Long rushed to Gao Tian, ​​he felt that he was locked in by a cold murderous intent again.

Knowing that once he stopped to hide, Jiang You and others behind would take advantage of the opportunity to surround him again, and then he would probably never have a chance to escape. Ying Long's mind changed rapidly and he had a conspiracy in an instant.

He gathered all the remaining magic power in his body at the vital points of his lower abdomen, and kept holding up the escape light and shot straight towards the horizon.

Normally, Ying Long gathers all his strength in his abdomen, which is undoubtedly the most correct choice.

When the dragon flies in the sky, the biggest target exposed below is undoubtedly the entire abdomen; and the scales on the dragon's abdomen are relatively soft, and are more susceptible to damage.

Of course, this is just in general.

As for the tail, since it is not a key part (Ying Long thinks it is), the target is relatively small and rarely shot by the enemy. Even if it is shot, it will not cause any fatal damage. Therefore, Ying Long did not take key protection in this direction. Even Ying Long did not notice that at some point, his tail was already shorter.

So, the cup happened like this!

During the extremely fast flight, he had already flown to a height of nearly a thousand feet in the blink of an eye. Yinglong suddenly felt something was wrong. Because the cold murderous intent seemed to come from behind him, but from behind him.

His heart trembled. While Ying Long hurriedly mobilized his mana to protect his tail, he rolled around and tried to make a difficult move of 360 degrees in the air.

Ying Long's reaction was extremely fast, but he was still half a beat slower.

As soon as he made a move to swing his tail and rolled sideways, a cold murderous intent happened to see a hole for excreting stool from the bottom of Yinglong's broken tail and drilled straight into Yinglong's abdomen.

"Aowu!" After being exposed to the vital points of the chrysanthemum, Yinglong made a tragic call of "non-human, right and wrong". The voice was really sad and sad. Those who spoke were sad, and those who heard it were crying.

However, the sound had just been halfway through, and it stopped abruptly, as if it was being cut off from the cry of mourning.

In fact, although Yinglong's neck was not broken, it was not far away.

It turned out that Houyi's arrow entered Yinglong's door, and went upward along Yinglong's internal organ passage, crossing the dragon's nearly a thousand feet to reach Yinglong's throat. It was just now that Yinglong's full force intercepted with all his magic power. Then, the power of the witch curse contained in the long arrow rages out at Yinglong's neck and explodes with all his strength.

Previously, Houyi was almost killed by the center of his mouth with one arrow, which made Yinglong have to mobilize most of his mana to suppress the power of the witch curse on the arrow. At this moment, Houyi was penetrated by a single arrow. The arrow was already very close to Yinglong's dragon's brain, and the pointing point of the arrow was exactly where Yinglong's Nimiaomaru was. At this moment, the power of the witch curse exploded in full swing, and most of the power turned into a pitch-black runner to erode straight into the Nimiaomaru that Yinglong's soul was tied to.

Both the body and soul were severely damaged. Yinglong's original magic power that barely maintained the stalemate with the witch power collapsed instantly, and the two witch curse forces immediately spread out in Yinglong's body.

The power of the witch curse exploded in full swing, and Yinglong's heart veins were cut off at the first time. The power of the talisman reversed along the tendons and veins, invading Yinglong's heart and began to destroy and erode.

Another wizard force had already invaded Yinglong's sea of ​​consciousness with all its strength, and began to explode and destroy it everywhere, and surround Yinglong's soul with all its strength.

The heart was destroyed and the sea of ​​consciousness was eroded by the power of the witch curse, and Yinglong instantly lost control of his entire body.

So, on the high sky, a dragon driving more than a thousand feet long, fell straight towards the ground like a dead wooden stake.

The body lost control and fell to the ground, but Yinglong had no choice but to do anything at this moment. Because, at this moment, Yinglong had already felt the strange power that made people suck in the witch curses. Knowing that the enemy was surging, Yinglong's soul did not dare to resist it, but burst out the power of the soul with all his strength, causing a huge wave in the sea of ​​consciousness, intending to eliminate all the power of these witch curses with their home advantage.

The soul is the result of the condensation and sublimation of magic power and soul power, while the sea of ​​consciousness is the place where the soul lives and is also the center of the system of the human body and all magic power.

Generally speaking, if you live in the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul can mobilize all the magic power in the body to compete with any external power. Of course, the premise is that this external power cannot be too much stronger than the soul itself.

However, it is obvious that the power of the witch curse that invaded Yinglong's sea of ​​consciousness is not something that Yinglong's soul can compete with. Because the power of the witch curse is originally a different cultivation system from Yinglong's magic power, and the power of the witch curse that invaded Yinglong's body is specifically designed to destroy the souls of the cultivators.

But when he saw a series of strange black talismans, he rushed into the huge waves in Yinglong's sea of ​​consciousness, and then exploded all the way, blowing Yinglong's sea of ​​consciousness into a boiling sky.

The sea of ​​consciousness was forcibly exploded. Although it did not completely collapse, the Yinglong's soul connected to the sea of ​​consciousness was also dizzy and tinnitus. At this time, the power of the witch curse had already passed through a black light, and it rushed towards Yinglong's soul through the waves.

When Pu encountered this strange witch power, Yinglong's soul was as if it was sprinkled with concentrated sulfuric acid, and it was eroded in an instant.

The body is almost dead, and now the soul has been severely damaged again. Ying Long knows that if he does not escape, he will be afraid that even his spiritual consciousness will be eroded by this witch power.

With a decision in his heart, Yinglong was decisive and activated the power of the soul with all his strength. A series of dazzling golden lights burst out from Yinglong's soul. At the same time, he tried hard to mobilize the power of the sea of ​​consciousness near the soul, rolled up layers of waves, and went out in one go, heading straight for the black rune light transformed by the witch power to fight forward.

Yinglong did not expect to block those strange witch curses, but he just wanted to block the enemy for a moment. Just when these witch curses were stagnant for that moment, Yinglong's soul had already transformed into a golden light and rushed out of his body from Nimiao Maru. Then, he didn't even look at the body that was falling to the ground, and rushed straight to the west.

"Hmph! Where can I go!" Houyi snorted coldly in the Jiuli military camp.

As he spoke, Houyi's Bow of Jue was already full again, and Houyi, who was firmly locking Yinglong's soul, opened his bow and shot the arrow again.

The soul is condensed by the essence of the body's energy and spirit. Although it is not as strong as the body's body, if you simply cast spells with the soul, it is much faster and more powerful than cast spells with the body.

At this moment, Yinglong used his soul to expel his escape technique with all his strength. The speed was really lightning, and he could fly thousands of miles in an instant.

However, Yinglong escaped very quickly, but Houyi was prepared for that one person. Moreover, the Jile Bow is a level 1 treasure bow transformed from the ribs of the great god Pangu. Under Houyi's unpredictable archery technique, the arrow shot out even faster as light.

So, just after flying for more than a hundred miles, Houyi's long arrow shot by him had already chased behind Yinglong's soul.

It was already eroded by the strange witch power and was damaged very much. At this moment, Ying Long's soul could not help but tremble, and the light outside his body also flickered, as if there were signs of extinguishing at any time.

At the critical moment of life and death, Yinglong activated his soul with all his strength and flew out for about a mile. The long arrow on the right was less than one meter away from Yinglong's soul.

Feeling the arrow firmly locking the energy of his soul, Yinglong knew that he could not avoid it, and he couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

"If I had known this, I would not have been greedy for merit and beheaded the body of Kuafu! Sure enough, greed is an original sin! If I still have the chance to be reborn, I will definitely be a kind-hearted dragon! Do not kill people, set fire, catch people, rob food, and demolish other people's houses!"

Just as Yinglong was thinking and remorseful, a dark space crack appeared in front of Yinglong. Then, a ninth-grade golden lotus shot out from the space crack and covered his head. Before Yinglong could react, he had directly put his soul into the lotus.

At this moment, the long black arrow behind finally arrived and hit the ninth-grade golden lotus platform.

A light sound of "Puff!" was heard, and the black feather arrow stabbed into the ninth-grade lotus platform about an inch, nailing the remaining half of the feather arrows firmly on the ninth-grade lotus platform.

"Can you block the arrow shot from your own treasure? Could it be that the person who came was the guide saint of the Western Sect?" Houyi, who was watching from below, couldn't help but wonder when he saw this, "It's a bit tricky now! If that bald man really forces his attack, no one can stop the Jiuli army on his side!"

"But, isn't that magic weapon for attracting the saints a twelve-grade golden lotus? That's an innate treasure! How did it become a ninth grade? It was actually shot out a hole by himself with an arrow! Could it be that this ninth grade lotus is the son of the bald head's twelve-grade golden lotus?"

In fact, this magic weapon is really the lotus that leads to the bald head.

Today, the bald head and Zhunti bald head gathered together again, and talked about the argument in a sneaky manner. Suddenly, he had a whim and found that Yinglong, the only remaining master among the eight dragons of the Western Sect, suffered a great disaster.

When the bald man found out the whole story, he thought of getting up and rushing to come, but it was too late to save him.

So the bald man had to raise his hand to cut through the void and throw out the ninth-grade Golden Lotus Platform, which was just about to catch up with Yinglong's life.

Originally, this golden lotus was of the twelve-grade, but the last time he fought with Li Otaku, the twelve-grade lotus platform that led to the bald head was forcibly crushed by Li Otaku with an axe, and secretly ate it with the ninth-grade lotus platform. Therefore, although the bald head then took back most of the residual petals of the lotus, pinched it together, and warmed it in every way, the twelve-grade golden lotus platform still inevitably fell into the ninth-grade golden lotus, and it would never be as powerful as the treasure again.

Moreover, the lotus platform has just been repaired for a while, and many of the damaged parts have only surface healed and have not been completely repaired. With great loss of strength, sadly, another hole was made in the lotus petal by Houyi's even treasures.

His own magic weapon for sects was damaged again, and he was injured by a small person like an ant. It was like a chrysanthemum was blown up under the sky.

Even though the bald man had no temper, he couldn't help but get angry. So, he raised his big hand like a palm fan, and with a stroke in the air, the bald man would cut through the void and come across the domain to teach the little ant a lesson so that he could not offend someone's chrysanthemum!
Chapter completed!