Shen Luo saw that the dragon did not speak, and had no time to get involved with him. He immediately raised the stick and smashed it down on his head.

Seeing the sudden killer as the earth dragon suddenly panicked, and a yellow halo suddenly appeared on his body, and his body was torn apart from the place where the golden rope was tied.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, his hands kept moving, and he smashed it down with one stick.

There was a "bang".

The earth dragon's head suddenly burst, and the entire upper body turned into powder.

What is surprising is that his only remaining lower body still ran several feet away, suddenly penetrated into the ground and ran away.

On the other hand, the purple pheasant also took advantage of the sinking and distracted spirit, and her whole body was burning with purple flames. With her arms spread, two purple wings grew, and she flapped her wings and flew into the sky...

Seeing this, Chen Luo suddenly pulled the golden rope with one hand, and the long stick with the other hand pierced like a gun. The Zhenhai iron rod was extended several times, and with a "pop", it pierced the heart of the purple pheasant.

As the purple flames on his body gradually faded, his body also fell from the sky.

"It's okay, let's go." Chen Luo shook his wrist, took back the golden rope, turned around and said to everyone.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu and others felt very at ease and followed.

But as soon as they walked out of the valley, they saw a beautiful woman walking slowly towards this side in the thick smoke on the battlefield ahead.

Although she had a face covered with armor, Chen Luo still recognized her at a glance. She now has many identities, namely Qingling Xuannv and one of the twelve venerables of the demon clan. However, Chen Luo's most familiarity is Ma Xiuxiu, the daughter of the Dragon King of Jinghe.

Behind Ma Xiuxiu, there was a dwarf man who was even smaller than her. He was wearing a black scale armor, completely wrapping his entire body.

The pale cheeks he exposed were all crowded with facial features, and two mustaches on his lips supported by buck teeth. At first glance, the four words "deer-headed and rat-eyed" could only be born in his mind.

However, the aura emitted from his body was not weak at all, almost comparable to Ma Xiuxiu.

"Why should I call you Venerable Chenlong, Qingling Xuannv, or Miss Ma?" Chen Luo looked at the woman and asked.

"Oh, it's still an old acquaintance..." The dwarf man laughed and laughed.

"Zima, let's do it together and fight quickly." Ma Xiuxiu did not answer, but just glanced at Chen Luo with an expressionless face, and then whispered.

When the dwarf man heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Although he had few opportunities to fight with Chen Long in the past, he had never seen her take the initiative to ask for a joint effort.

"Okay." He then put away his joking look and nodded.

After saying that, the dwarf man walked towards the sinking place first.

"You retreat a hundred feet away first, don't get close." Chen Luo looked at his figure, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he turned around and said to everyone behind him.

When everyone heard this, although they didn't understand why, they also retreated one after another.

The sunken eyes narrowed and then looked at the dwarf man.

I saw a layer of black light shrouded around him, and a giant rat as big as a mountain appeared in the void behind him. His pupils were filled with blood, and his black evil spirits were rays outside him soared into the sky, which was daunting.

It was still ten feet away. The dwarf man, who was the Venerable of Rat, suddenly raised his palm and pushed forward. The phantom of the giant rat behind him also poked out a claw and slapped it at the same time.

As the phantom's giant claw fell, Chen Luo suddenly felt an extremely powerful evil aura descending from the sky. Before he could touch it, he had already drilled into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Luo snorted coldly, held the Zhenhai iron rod with one hand, raised his hand and waved it suddenly, and a black whip shadow rushed up immediately and hit the phantom's giant claw.

After the Liuchen whip flew into the sky, it whistled and swung, and layers of whip shadows flew out. As soon as it came into contact with the giant claw of the phantom, it dispersed the phantom and turned into wisps of black gas.

Just as the giant claws were dispersed, the mouse's figure suddenly disappeared from the sunken eyes.

Chen Luo's heart was shocked and his body immediately jumped up.

Among the shadows under him, the mouse suddenly appeared, holding a slender dark green cone in his hand, chasing towards the sinking in the sky.

Seeing this, Chen Luo whistled and swung the iron rod in his hand, and slashed Huashan with force and hit the mouse in front of him.

The golden light on the Zhenhai iron rod was made of gold, which was clearly a blunt stick, but at this moment it showed an extremely sharp momentum. The golden light bursting out on it was like an axe blade and suddenly fell down.

Seeing this, Zimo did not want to retreat at all. Instead, he rushed up even more. The pointed cone in his hand burst out with a layer of green glare, colliding with the iron rod in a tit-for-tat way.

A metal clash was rumbling with a clang.

The dark green tip cone was not known as the material, but it was just slightly bent, forcibly resisting the Zhenhai iron rod.

A trace of surprise flashed in Chen Luo's eyes. Under the guidance of his thoughts, the Liuchen whip that had just flew out immediately flew backwards and stabbed towards the back of the mouse.

When the Liuchen Whip was about to penetrate the back of the mouse, the light on its body lit up again, but its original body disappeared in an instant and was directly penetrated by the Liuchen Whip, but there was no scar at all.

Chen Luo felt very surprised, but before he could even take a closer look, he felt a strong sense of oppression above his head.

He immediately looked up and saw a huge black dragon claw falling from the sky and smashing it down at him with the force of Mount Tai.

Ma Xiuxiu was vaguely seen in the middle of the dragon's claws, and the forehanded tricks were hung there.

At the same time, a strong dragon breath gathered from all directions, bound him to the spot, and for a moment he could not escape from here.

He shouted angrily, and the Huangting Jing technique in his body quickly moved. He stepped on the void and jumped out a hundred feet hard. He held the Zhenhai iron rod tightly with both hands and carried it on his shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, it sinks to the moment when the dragon claws land, and resists the dragon claws with the momentum of the mountain.

"Go to me."

He heard a loud shout from his mouth, and with his shoulders as the fulcrum, he picked up the long stick in his hand and directly picked out the black dragon claws and Ma Xiuxiu in it.

But at this moment, the mouse had seized the opportunity and jumped out of the falling shadow again, suddenly rushed up at a very tricky angle, and the sharp cone in his hand pierced into his heart.

The power of Shen Luo swinging the long stick was not over, and he could not defend himself at all, so he could only see the attack.

But at this moment, a golden light suddenly shot out from his chest, and in an instant, the dark green cone winded down and headed straight for the mouse.

"It's a pity that I can't stop it!" Zishi couldn't help but exclaim.

After weighing the pros and cons, he found that even if he was bound, Shenluo could not block this attack. Not only did he not dodge, he instead rushed towards Shenluo even harder.

However, when the pointed cone in his hand was about to pierce into his chest, a water-blue light suddenly lit up between his falling eyebrows.
Chapter completed!