The long sword spreads across the sky.

As Lihuo's spiritual power was injected madly, the sword body emitted a dazzling red and golden light, and a sword light that was more than ten feet long extended in a blink of an eye.

The cultivator of Wan surnamed stood up coldly and glanced at the three disciples of Lihuo Immortal Sect beside him. The three of them understood and their eyes flashed.

Yan Lingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the song of the landscape tune was finished. Although it did not achieve the expected results, it also caused these people to suffer.

He saw every move of the four people, and saw that the aura of the four people was still vigorous and the fluctuations were not very violent.

Yan Lingyu's heart gradually became deeper: it was indeed very difficult to face four cultivators who practiced qi at the same time.

As soon as the thought arose, she suddenly looked down and saw the flames rising from the dozens of giant flaming spiritual trees below, gathering at one point, instantly condensed into a three hundred-foot-long long flaming snake.

Yan Lingyu stared slightly, raised her jade fingers lightly, and while arousing the robe, she summoned the natal spiritual plant.

The wind and moon shake the bamboo shadows, and the gracefulness shows innocence.

A light purple light rippled like water waves, and then climbed up like bamboos. In a blink of an eye, it blocked the clouds and the moon, turning this small piece of heaven and earth into a purple palace cave.

The glory of light and true appearance appear, it is a purple bamboo forest.

Purple bamboo, a rare spiritual plant in the ground stairs.

It has been passed down from ancient times, grew on the top of Donghua, absorbed the purple air from the rising sun, and was pregnant for three thousand years. It grows into purple color overnight, and can produce illusions.

The sparse shadows slanted, the faint fragrance floated, Yan Ling's jade face was like white snow, her skin was like condensed fat, and her purple light lingered, like a banished fairy.

This scene made the three disciples of Lihuo Immortal Sect feel rippled in their hearts, and their hands were slightly stagnant, and the three hundred-foot fire snake was stagnant.

Yan Lingyu's ten fingers were like onions, and she plucked the strings lightly, and she used the top-level magic skills of the Demon Sound and the Eight Sounds of the Demon.

With the blessing of the Nine Sky Ring Pearl and the natal spiritual plant purple bamboo, the power of this magic sound has increased several times.

Where the piano sound starts, the bamboo shadow sways, the purple meaning is charming, and the faint fragrance comes slowly,

At that moment, all the four people had dull eyes, and their faces were different, either painful, angry, or happy.

The Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Demons are one of the top skills of the Demon Sound Path. They use tone to flex their obsessions and desires in their hearts.

Those who have not achieved great concentration will immediately fall into this desolate and unstoppable sound.

At the moment, there were sounds of piano and bamboo shadows swaying. The power of the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Demon has been activated to the extreme by Yan Lingyu. The cultivators from the surname Wan also tried their best to resist, and their expressions continued to change.

At this time, the three hundred-foot fire snake and the long flame sword tended to collapse. Slight sweat beads appeared on Yan Lingyu's forehead and eyebrows, but his heart was slightly happy.

But at this moment, the cultivator surnamed Wan suddenly closed his eyes. At that moment, the spiritual power in his body seemed to stop operating, and he seemed to have turned into a lifeless stone.

Immediately afterwards, a blue halo appeared all over the body of the cultivator of Wan surnamed Wan, and then a little golden light spread out from the sea of ​​his belly.

In a blink of an eye, within six meters of radius, the purple light disappeared.

The golden light converges, revealing golden stone pillars.

The earth-level precious plant, gold, wood, rock.

The demonic sound is subtle and conceals people's hearts.

Under the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Demons, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Clans had to summon the natal spiritual plant.

The gold and wood rock appeared, and the cultivators of all surnames were bathed in the golden light. Their mind was calm and they shouted loudly: "What a witch."

While speaking, the long sword suddenly slashed at Yan Lingyu.

A trace of regret flashed in Yan Lingyu's eyes. This cultivation of the ten thousand surnames was much higher than hers, and her natal spiritual plants were incompatible with her, so she failed to pull her into the illusion.

Seeing the sharp and fierce sword force, Yan Lingyu knew that she was unable to defeat her. She sighed softly in her heart, stepped on the red silk, and urged her spiritual power to meet her with all her strength.

But when it comes to this real attack, how could Yan Lingyu be the enemy of the cultivator of the Wan surname who is known for attack?

The moment the Hong Ling came into contact, it broke again inch by inch, and the long sword of flame slashed over like a bamboo shoot.

Yan Lingyu's eyes were solemn. When he touched the musket bag, a black jade pendant floated in front of him, forming a black light curtain that blocked him.

The next moment, the long sword slashed on the light curtain, and a loud noise suddenly came, and the light curtain suddenly shattered.

Yan Lingyu's pupils shrank, and he obviously did not expect the attack to be so strong. When he reacted, he had only had time to inject spiritual power into the velvet.

Bang

With a loud bang, the remaining power of the flaming sword and a little red gold sword light hit Yan Lingyu's chest.

Yan Lingyu's robes shone brightly, and the slender figure was hit by this blow and flew back hundreds of feet.

The purple bamboo dissipated, and a few drops of blood dripped in the void.

There was a hint of Yin Hong at the corner of Yan Lingyu's mouth, her eyes darkened, she suffered a little injury, and fell on the mountain where Chen Mo was.

At the same time, the three cultivators of Lihuo Immortal Sect finally recovered.

The three of them looked ugly at first. They were all masters of the tenth level of Qi training in Lihuoxian Sect. The three of them joined forces and even took the Tao of a female cultivator who was the tenth level of Qi training. If this was passed on.

Thinking of this, the three of them had a sharp look on their faces, and they activated their spiritual power again. However, they were affected by the Eight Sounds of the Demon, and their control of spiritual power was greatly reduced. The spiritual power was chaotic, which made the three hundred feet of fire snake suddenly become about two hundred feet, greatly reducing its power.

The three of them looked gloomy as water, without saying anything, and the handprints changed, and the two hundred-foot-flaming snake rushed towards Yan Lingyu.

One of the black-skinned cultivators of Lihuoxian Sect shouted even more: "Treasure, die!"

The flames surging, and the fiery power shocked many cultivators in the distance and retreated again. Looking at the people on the ground, a hint of regret arose in their hearts and thought to themselves that a beauty is over.

In their opinion, these two hundred feet long flames, long snakes covering the sky and closing the moon, could encircle the hills in two circles. If they were hit, they would definitely be burned to ashes.

These people couldn't bear to watch the next scene.

The fire dragon hissed and descended, only ten feet away from the mountain. It was about to swallow Yan Lingyu, and even Yan Lingyu's expression darkened, and a sudden shout: "Big Black, I think you are looking for death!"

As soon as these words were said, the mountain where the "visible" was located exploded, the rocks flew, and the ancient trees were broken.

A vine dragon python with 30 feet long rushed out, and its power was much stronger than that of the monsters in the early stage of foundation building.

With a loud scream, Yan Lingyu was held in his mouth, and the long vine snake tail suddenly hit the fire dragon.

With a rumbling sound, the fire dragon was pulled out half of its head, and the tail of the vine dragon python also burned apart, turning into a rain of fire and broken vines.

On the head of the vine demon python, Chen Mo stood with his hands behind his back, with a thrill of energy, and his aura had reached the ninth level of Qi training.

As his spiritual power flowed, a large number of purple vine snakes overflowed, and the one hundred and thirty feet of vine snake was intact again.

Chen Mo naturally had already noticed the scene in the scene. After thinking about it for a moment, he knew that these people were attracted by the "visibility" blocked by the Five Elements.

But what surprised him was that Yan Lingyu had clearly left, but for some reason he had returned and blocked the cultivators of Lihuo Immortal Sect?

Could it be that she is really for herself?

Could it be that everything she did was really not for the purpose of refining roots and mysterious grass?
Chapter completed!