Luohu was extremely powerful in combat, and he was injured with just one shot. Fortunately, he saw that the situation was wrong, so he jumped forward and waved his palm toward Luohu's vest.
Concubine Su also posed a long spear and stepped forward to attack.
Zishou took a deep breath, raised Kunwu's sword and slashed Luohu's face.
These three people are either saints or Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. They join forces to fight against the enemy, and their power is extremely powerful. If the enemy's cultivation is a little worse, they will be shot dead on the spot.
However, Luohu held the spear in both hands, and moved forward and retreated among the three of them, and quickly surpassed the lightning. Not only did he not see any defeat, but he forced the three of them to be in danger.
The magic gun swung the left and the right. Although the spear in Su Fei's hand was not an ordinary spiritual treasure, it could not resist the power of the magic gun. In an instant, it was broken into two pieces.
Yeshe Yunming was seriously injured and not dead. He also gritted his teeth, took out a copper hammer from the magic weapon to take over, quietly stepped forward, and sneaked into Luohu's left shoulder.
Luohu is in danger, and he arouses the unyielding intention in his chest. He fights to the point of his heart, raises his head and roars, and the demonic flames sweep out in all directions. Then two arms emerge from his left ribs, and two under his right ribs.
A spear swiftly, one turned into three.
Anyone can use this kind of six-arm skill, but Luohu's use is different from others. All of the six arms have the power to destroy mountains and fill the sea.
Suddenly, Luohu opened his left hand like a thorn, retreated like lightning, and grabbed Yeshe Yunming.
Yeshe Yunming screamed suddenly, and the weapon in his hand clattered to the ground. He jumped back and turned back, his feet fell to the ground, his head had rolled down, and his soul hurriedly burst out of his body, feeling still scared.
Luohu's attack was fierce and his spear was like a dragon, but after all, he was gradually injured when facing many Hunyuan saints.
Zishou knew that as long as the God-killing Gun hit him, no matter how powerful he was, he would eventually remain silent on the spot.
At that moment, he activated the killing aura in the Demon Dragon Slayer, and urged countless negative emotions and stabbed Luohu in a critical way.
However, Luohu used the laws at any time to hide his body, and his body was thousands of times more erratic than a ghost. The tip of the God-killing Gun could never stab his body.
"Haha, I told you the way to run this God-killing Gun that day. If you want to use it to deal with me, you are delusional!" Luohu still had room to laugh.
Suddenly, his magic spear moved, and then Concubine Su screamed. She had already been swept across her waist and was almost swept into two pieces.
Zi was protected by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the God-killing Spear welcomed Luohu's Demon Spear, but he was also injured and staggered back two steps.
Pingxin was originally a member of the witch clan. His body was extremely strong and he was also a saint. He was almost indestructible. However, Rahu's cultivation was still above her. In addition, the magic gun was cast by Shiva Linga, which exuded the extreme anode and strong.
The breath generates a killing aura, which is also a spiritual treasure targeting the saint.
Suddenly, Pingxin groaned, and with both arms he carried the God-killing Gun, he had already broken his bones.
Fortunately, Zishou promptly transferred the Zhuxian Sword Formation to protect Pingxin, otherwise the magic spear would have penetrated into Pingxin's body at this time.
On the other hand, Yuan Hong, Yin Jiao and others were also in danger of dealing with Su Mo's body. Fortunately, Su Mo's body is indeed powerful, but it lacks intelligence after all. After fighting for a long time, I gradually found that this body was too rigid and attacked directly.
Simple moves such as sweep.
Luohu fought faster and faster, and the magic spear swept through the powerful enemy, and the space began to break.
The people on the pillar were staring at it and were shocked.
Suddenly someone shouted: "Di Xin, destroy his immortal demon body first, and then waste it with him!"
Zishouxun looked over, but saw his acquaintance Kunpeng.
At this time, Kunpeng's face was pale and trembled, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Fortunately, his cultivation level is not high. All Luohu wants is the cold fire in his body, which allows him to survive until now. If his cultivation level is higher and he has broken through Hunyuan, then Luohu would have thrown it into the alchemy furnace to burn it early.
Dead.
Living cause: The cultivation level is too low.
Zishou felt a move in his heart and found that a piece of iron was being refined in the alchemy furnace formed by the cold fire. The iron gradually formed a human form and his facial features began to be full.
"This is the body that Luohu prepared for himself, so he gave up his original body and gave it to Jidu." Zishou's thoughts turned sharply, and he jumped back several steps, shouting: "Okay, since the Zhuxian Sword Formation cannot deal with you, then
Then destroy your demon body first!”
With a hand, eight long swords broke out into the air and slashed towards the huge furnace and cauldron.
Luohu's eyes were so angry that he said sternly: "So, you dare! If you dare to destroy my demon body, I will definitely kill your Da Shang!"
The voice was angry and anxious.
Zishouxin said that if I don’t do this, you will kill me.
At that moment, he launched the Zhuxian Sword Formation with all his strength and twisted it to the alchemy furnace!
"Bang!"
The explosion sounded, and the yin fire swept out, and the figure in the middle fell directly to the ground.
Zishou stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and the world-destroying ghost fire emerged from his fingertips: "I will burn this demon body first!"
This is the key to Luohu's attainment as a saint. It is extremely important to Luohu, and it will not allow others to destroy it!
He was extremely frightened and said sternly: "Emperor Xin!" He turned into a black light and swept towards Zishou.
Zishou said intimately: "Good come!"
He opened his mouth and spitted it, and a mouthful of old ghost fire clamped the Zhuxian Sword Formation and slashed towards Luohu.
Pingxin, Concubine Su also caught up and attacked Luohu's vest with one punch and one shot.
Luohu was so angry that he ignored the attacks before and after, and directly hit Zishou with a gun, and the magic gun stabbed into Zishou's chest!
"ah!"
For a moment, Zi was numb all over his body, and the God-killing Gun landed on the ground, and he fell backwards.
It seemed as if he felt that his soul sent out his body, and his emotions and memories were quickly disappearing.
"Not good... the killing aura will destroy my memory..." A fear surged in Zishou's heart.
The saint's soul is immortal, but once the memory and emotions are lost, there is no difference between them and death.
It’s like a person loses all his memories in a car accident. Although his body survives, he is no longer the same person.
"Qingyan...Qingyan..."
He felt his soul floating upwards. He could see Luohu being severely injured and being beaten away by calmness. His body fell to the ground and the magic gun was inserted into him.
The magic gun is not the key, the key is that the killing aura has penetrated his soul.
He subconsciously asked the system for help, but no one responded, and his consciousness lost faster.
"Am I going to die?" Zishou fell into despair, and soon, the despair disappeared.
At this moment, for some reason, he thought of that person and couldn't help calling in his heart: "Nuwa! Save me!"
At this moment, he seemed to see a girl walking towards him from the air.
The girl was wearing a red dress, like a maple leaf and a flame. She looked cold and as cold as frost, but her eyes were like a clear spring, reflecting the tenderness of water.
The girl stretched out her hands and inserted it into her chest, then pulled out something.
After pulling out this thing, Zishou felt that his memory and emotions quickly came back, and the discomfort also disappeared, and the soul returned to the body.
"Nuwa!"
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a magic gun inserted into his chest. He reached out to grab the magic gun and pulled it out!