Elder Ning knew that these beasts could recover faster than immortals, and they could never get up again, so he seized the opportunity and threw a pair of immortal ropes!
This thing is very effective, but it requires a lot of aiming at the head. He had intended to trap these two things before, but the speed of the ghost ape and the bat was ridiculously fast. As soon as the Binding Xiansuo was released, they had already disappeared. Where could they be?
Just stay where you are and let him trap you?
Therefore, Elder Ning will never let go of the good opportunity in front of him.
This time, the bat demon puppet really didn't hide away, and was tied up tightly with just a squeak!
Okay, let’s get rid of one.
Elder Ning was overjoyed. But the moment he threw the rope, the Black Armored Army soldiers also jumped over and raised their swords.
Elder Ning didn't take it seriously and just flicked it casually.
Among the practitioners, these so-called "elites in the army" did not cause him as much trouble as that grimace monkey.
This blow is not as powerful as a feather fan, but it can easily throw people away.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he also glanced at this silly big guy who was not afraid of death.
He has a full beard and a dull face.
The guards brought by He Xiao all looked similar, with strong bodies, dark skin, piercing eyes, and ferocious wolves.
Elder Ning was about to direct Fei Luan to attack the ghost ape when he suddenly felt something was wrong:
Wait a minute, wasn't this person just blown out by the strong wind of the feather fan?
He fell to the ground and turned into a bloody skeleton, how could he still participate in the siege?
Too bad...
Elder Ning knew something was wrong, so he turned his brushing into pushing and wanted to smash this man's internal organs.
But it was too late.
As soon as he turned his head, there was only a flash of silver-like brilliance in front of him.
The head brother's Jumang golden sword was still shining in the sky, but at this moment it was eclipsed.
Come like thunder to collect wrath.
Elder Ning's pupils honestly reflected the stream of light like mercury leaking to the ground, and were like the first lightning that pierced the midnight.
Fierce, decisive, pure... cruel!
Then, he also saw a bright red color on the blade.
That's...?
Yuanli?
Elder Ning couldn't wait for the answer, because this flash of light went straight from his eyes.
With just one strike, half of the head flew up!
With Elder Ning's ability, he died on the spot before his soul could even explode!
He died so grievously. If he had discovered his opponent's disguise a second earlier, if he had not used all the protective weapons in the previous battles, if his soul had not been so exhausted...
Now that things have come to this, there is no "what if", only this.
Xiao Wencheng turned his head and happened to see this scene, and his eyes couldn't help but burst:
"Junior brother Ning!"
His only two fellow juniors are now one less.
The black-armored soldier who killed Elder Ning fell to the ground and stood tall, with golden blood dripping from the blade to the ground.
His face also changed, with long eyebrows and clear eyes, and no beard.
After driving away the blood demon, he used his mirage horns to transform himself into a black-armored soldier, and mingled with the team to besiege Elder Ning.
There will definitely be an opportunity, as long as he has patience.
Both elders of the Huan Sect thought that he would escape from the Divine Fire Barrier because he would be able to use the Haoyuan Golden Mirror once he got out.
How could they have expected that He Lingchuan not only refused to escape, but also sneaked back into the Black Armored Army and went on a killing spree!
What's so great about immortals? He was able to kill the Omen Traveling God in the mine last night, and he can certainly kill the immortals by the lake today.
"He Xiao!" Xiao Wencheng squeezed out the name through his teeth. He ignored Aunt Zhu in front of him and pointed at He Xiao, "Go!"
Carrying Xiao Wencheng's anger, the Jumang Sword in the sky turned into a golden bird and flew straight towards He Lingchuan with a clear chirp.
This is the original form of the Divine Sword, the legendary Jumang divine bird that guards the land of the rising sun.
Although he took a quick glance, he could see clearly that the sword used by He Xiao to kill Elder Ning was extremely fast and powerful, and there was a red light coming from the blade.
Yuanli!
From the Middle Ages to the present, Xiao Wencheng has participated in many battles and has often dealt with Yuanli. When the Tiangong team first entered the Distorted Sea, Yuanli was relatively abundant, so it was impossible for him to admit his mistake.
But how could Yuan Power appear in He Xiao?
This is the upside-down sea of Qianhuan Immortal Lord, not a human country!
He Xiao only brought a dozen people in, which was not as grand as the Tiangong.
In terms of emotion and reason, Yuan Li should not have anything to do with him!
The ghost monkey roared angrily and threw the purple gold stick towards Jumang Feijian.
But the golden light exploded, and the two exploded into a sky full of sparks in mid-air. Then the Purple Gold Stick was knocked away, and the Jumang Divine Bird's original path remained unchanged, and it still rushed towards He Lingchuan.
Its initial size was only the size of Hai Dongqing, and the closer it got to the ground, the bigger it became. It was already similar to a fire phoenix, and everywhere it passed was a sea of fire.
Even if He Lingchuan turns around and runs away at this moment, Divine Sword will follow him to the end.
Xiao Wencheng devoted all his magical power to intercept and kill him here.
Never let this little thief escape the barrier!
Seeing the golden light coming towards his face, half of the sky was burning, He Lingchuan was not afraid, but took two steps forward and flicked the Fusheng knife with his middle finger.
"Qiang——"
There was a soft sound, and the Qianglong armor covered the whole body on its own as if summoned. Each scale expanded slightly, and then returned to its original shape, as if the body had awakened and stretched, and then burst out a black flame more than a foot long.
In the black flames, there were countless shadows showing their teeth and claws.
As soon as he turned around, the usually pleasant-looking Dahuoren became Emperor Jiuyou.
What surprised Xiao Wencheng was that the red light on the Fusheng Knife actually skyrocketed again. It was so rich that it seemed to be substantial, as if the sharp blade was coated with an ominous blood color.
As hot as flames and as thick as blood.
This is the Yuan Power that belongs exclusively to Panlong City Tiger Wing General, and it is the first time he has shown his face publicly after entering the Upside Down Sea.
He had just killed Elder Ning, but He Lingchuan still used a trick and succeeded in a sneak attack.
But this time when he faced Xiao Wencheng's Jumang Divine Sword, he had to act upright!
A truly strong man must rely on his strength to speak for himself.
The soul-capturing mirror shouted: "Mom, do you really want to collide with it?"
He Lingchuan didn't answer, and the soul-capturing mirror beeped twice. He had no choice but to open up the defense and give its owner a shallow and soft mirror light. Although it was inconspicuous under the black flames of the Qiang Dragon Armor, the camera was still inconspicuous.
The defensive power of the soul mirror is also different from what it used to be, especially the small inner world that is like a sponge, which can absorb a lot of damage.
Then He Lingchuan held the knife in both hands and slashed at the Jumang Golden Bird that was coming towards him!
Others saw a sea of golden light sweeping past, carrying boundless flames, and instantly submerged He Lingchuan!
This is the true strength that the Great Immortal of Fantasy Sect can display on his own territory.
Aunt Zhu happened to turn around and saw this scene, her heart was in her throat.
He Lingchuan's progress always surprises it, but can he withstand the angry blow of the immortal?
It immediately discovered that there was black and red mist steaming in the monstrous golden flames, vaguely like dragons and snakes, and then the golden light was separated by something, as if the torrent met the mainstay in the middle.