The flame light touched the sword surface.

Ding ~

Yuelong broke through the flames, and the sword exploded with magic light last month, pushing and delaying from left to right. Pudu Cihang's voice was hoarse and shouting in a series of "hot..." It was pressed by the flames and stuck to Zuo Zhengyang's back, and each person rolled out with his sword.

"Thousand Guards!"

Yan Chixia kicked a guardian who was comparing the battle magic with him with her. She turned her head and saw the scene here. She waved her sword and turned her head, and two small jade-colored swords in the air turned their direction.

Two whizzing sounds, two magic lights were dragged out and rushed into the fire. The next second, there was a loud bang, and the two small swords flew back. Yan Chixia swung his sword fingers, and the spiraling sword body stopped in the air, hanging on both sides of him, and fine lines appeared on the surface of the jade sword.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, let's go together!"

Yan Chixia stepped on her feet left and right, squatted out of her horse, held her left palm and pointed her sword in front of her chest.

"Divine Sword Eliminates Demons and Unsheath!"

His fingertips suddenly pointed towards the flame, stepped out, his body tumbling up, and opened on both sides of the wooden box behind him. Dozens of jade swords flew out, gathered in the air, fitted together, and instantly turned into a giant sword.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, the voice roared.

"The Defender's Demon--"

With the palm of his palm against the sword's head, the giant sword was like a chariot that made the sound of breaking through the air.

Bang!

The surging flames rose, and suddenly stretched out an arm to slap the giant sword that Yan Chixia pushed. The combined giant sword instantly turned back to dozens of small swords scattered all over the ground.

Not far away, Zuo Zhengyang, who was rising from the ground, picked up his long knife and ran wildly. He rushed up against the burning temperature of the skin. The fire arm he shot was swept across. The former stopped his foot, and the tip of the knife hit the sweeping arm. The blade cuts around the other party's wrist and pulls it!!

What sounded was a series of creaking sounds of metal rubbing.

Buzz!

Lu Liangsheng took back Yuelong's sword, wiping the sword face at his fingertips, comforting the sword spirit, and exerting magic power, throwing it away from the night sky, closing his hands, and presenting his fingers between his forehead.

The long sword whispered like a dragon, hanging in the air, and one sword silenced into two, two divided into four, four produced eight... In an instant, it turned into dense sword shadows standing in the air.

——Sword control technique. Ten thousand sword techniques!

Countless magical silk threads were pulled, like a sudden rain slap on the banana, falling all over the sky. As soon as they met, there was no temptation, and the three of them directly used all their strength.

In the flames, three thick arms were stretched out again to support their magic power, and all the sword rains falling from the sky were accepted.

"that's all?"

In the surging flames, the sound of the Holy Fire Mingzun rolled in thunder, and the fire waves suddenly splashed everywhere. Lu Liangsheng threw out the treasure scroll of "Soul Burial of the Yin Mansion" on his waist, flew forward and unfolded, and the yin energy rushed towards the fire waves.

The air waves were storming silently. The scholar and Yan Chixia on the other side brushed their sleeves to block the magic power. They couldn't help but move out. Zuo Zhengyang, who was in front of him, held a long knife, maintained a blocking posture, and rushed to the flying.

"Go back!"

Yan Chixia endured the chest tightness of her magic power and retracted the jade sword that had fallen all over the ground. On the other side, Lu Liangsheng also suppressed the discomfort in his chest, harnessed spiritual energy to nourish his body, and bounced Zuo Zhengyang over there with his fingertips, which also helped him to remove some of the discomforts from the impact of the fire waves.

When I looked at my eyes again, the rising flames gradually separated from each other, showing my four-armed body wearing a fire lotus and red-faced and fangs.

"This is the Dharma image..."

The scholar whispered, and the three of them seemed to have returned to the altar outside Tianzhi City against Pudu Cihang, who had fought against Hualong.

what to do......

The Yuelong Sword wandered above the head within the surplus light range of Lu Liangsheng, trembling faintly. The previous attack seemed to be hurt by the opponent's fire.

The spiritual fire in this person has improved significantly...

......The cultivation level is above me and the other three, but if you leave, it will be meaningless, but in that case, it will be meaningless to come here.

If you force yourself, you may have to cause the lives of Zuo Qianwei and Yan Chixia.

But the Prayer Cult doesn't treat people as human beings, and steals the master's things.

Under the sleeve of the robe, my hands were tightly clamped and opened, and my thoughts flashed like lightning. I kept thinking about how to deal with it. I pinched my palms and a light "crack" sounded.

At one moment, the gunpowder rising from the opposite side swayed, and the demonic aura filled the flame. The Holy Fire Mingzun in the flames turned around and raised his hand and pushed it out with one palm.

He ran into a head-on battle with a black shadow that broke through the air, and the moment he knocked the opponent away, the bricks and rocks on the ground broke out one after another, and the flames under the six huge fires rushed up.

The rhizomes were stained with flames and illuminated the night sky, and the four-arm magic image was slammed and smashed. The Holy Fire Mingzun raised his four arms and took them down one by one. His body was slamming into the thunder and gradually sinking.

'Chance!'

The words Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang flashed almost at the same time, and they ran wildly, and the floor tiles under their feet ran inch by inch.

"Don't think about it!"

Over there, the Holy Fire Mingzun shouted loudly, and a blank arm was empty. The red light condensed, and the fire snake wandered out. The tail of the fire was rolled and stopped the two of them. The clothes on their bodies instantly ignited.

Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang kicked at his feet, stepped back, and slapped the clothes that burned out Mars with both hands. At this moment, a figure suddenly passed by the two people in the afterglow of the two people, and cut the fire snake in half with a sword. In the splashing flames, a blue-clothed white robe instantly ignited the flames.

"Fellow Daoist Lu (Lu Liangsheng) Don't go there-"

The two of them shouted the same words in different voices. In the light of the fire, Lu Liangsheng split the fire snake, held the Yuelong sword, and was stained with flames, pulling out the afterimage.

"Uhhhhh--"

The slanted sword body was horizontally crossed, and the light blue magic light on the moon wheel reached the extreme, turning into a dark blue in the color of the flame.

......

The stone steps at the foot of the mountain, a short figure that rushed past the mountain gate kept churning with a gourd on its back, and the toad mouth kept stuttering, saying, "Good life, Good life, Good life, Good life, Good life..."

In the toad's eyes, the light of the fire lit up into the sky suddenly opened its mouth wide.

"Liangsheng——"

He kicked his flippers, tripped on the stone steps in front, and looked up and shouted: "Tree Demon, send me over!"

The blue bricks and stone steps were cracking, and a rhizome rolled up the toad Taoist, sprinting towards the sprint at an extremely fast speed. The sound of the wind whistled beside the ear holes, and there were also familiarity. The sound of the apprentice's voice came.

"Uhhhhhhh--"

The sword body and magic light were extremely wielded. The Holy Fire Mingzun squeezed out a tentacle, and the giant palm with flames squeezed out the gale wind, which was against the stabbing sword.

It was a loud bang!

The huge flame shattered, pressing against the huge palm at the tip of the sword, and pinched the scholar who was on fire with five fingers and one hand.

"Liangsheng!!!"

The moment the Toad Taoist flew over, he held up the gourd in his hand, threw it over, and flew to the disciple and the giant beast.

However, the fire hand still pinched it, and held it in the palm of the palm with the purple gold gourd.

"Die!"
Chapter completed!