Yin Xuege and his party fell into a bitter battle.
A dozen heavy-armored swordsmen about five meters tall, with green light lingering all over their bodies, were chasing after them. All of Yin Xuege's spells and magic weapons were not very lethal to them.
When the Blood Spirit Sword thrusts forward, it can only penetrate the bodies of these swordsmen for less than half a foot before being unable to penetrate any further. These swordsmen are transformed from the ancient giant tree elites in Yinghuo Dojo. They have no biological blood in their bodies, so the Blood Spirit Sword naturally cannot swallow any of them.
Air pockets.
The Seven Killing Plague Gourd and the seven plague swords slashed at the swordsmen, causing sparks to fly everywhere and making loud and dull noises, but they could not hurt any of their bark. As for the plague poison emitted from the gourd, these swords
The soldiers seemed immune to the plague and were not affected at all.
It was even more useless for the Nine Sons Demon to seize the Soul Pearl. A few gray ghost figures were scratching and screaming at the giant wooden swordsmen. However, these swordsmen had human form but no soul. The Nine Son Demon was allowed to seize the soul.
No matter how hard Yuan Zhu tried, he could not harm their spirits.
Although the Sangmen White Bone Arrows are extremely powerful, these swordsmen are not humans, ghosts, or mountain spirits and water monsters. They are more like aggregation of the life essence of giant trees. The Sangmen White Bone Arrows pierced their bodies.
For a long time, it had no effect on them.
Even if it is the most miraculous magic weapon on the head of Yin Xue Singer, the nine-turn exquisite bone from the upper world, this strange object made by a certain powerful person using his own bones, he is better at breaking through restrictions and destroying all kinds of things.
The formation method is not very effective for such spells as spreading beans and forming soldiers.
So Yin Xuege and the others could only run away as fast as possible.
Several human heavy tanks were suspended several meters above the ground, chasing the swordsmen at extremely fast speeds. These heavy tanks sprayed out several bursts of fire from time to time, and bombs with astonishing lethality were fired at them.
Explosions continued to explode around Yin Xuege and the others. The power of each blow of these bombs, which were blended with certain energy crystals, was comparable to a casual blow from a golden elixir monk, and their lethality was truly astonishing.
Yin Xuege, Wu Mu, Youquan and Xue Parrot could still withstand such an attack, but the few ordinary werewolf warriors rescued by Wu Mu were not so capable. As they were running all the way, a flash of fire suddenly flashed across two people.
An ordinary werewolf warrior was hit by a fire ejected from a chariot. A ball of fire flashed across a radius of more than 20 meters, and the two werewolf warriors were instantly blown to pieces amidst the terrifying explosion.
Seeing his people being blown into countless pieces, Wu Mu couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out a long and mournful howl.
The eyes of the several werewolf warriors who followed Wu Mu and fled here flashed red. Their heads were burned with anger. They turned around without saying a word, raised their swords and guns and charged at those huge swords.
The soldiers rushed forward. Amidst Yin Xuege's scoldings that were filled with shock and anger, these werewolf warriors faced the swordsmen who were more than half taller than them, and swung their weapons to kill them fiercely.
‘The sound was endless, and the werewolf warrior’s slashes only splashed a few sparks on the swordsmen’s bodies.
But those huge swordsmen struck casually, and the swords whizzed down. The werewolf warriors screamed and were split into two pieces.
Blood was splashing everywhere, and the long hairs on the warriors who had transformed into werewolves flew up in the wind. In the blink of an eye, all the werewolf warriors around Yin Xuege were killed and injured, leaving only red eyes and a single long silver hair all over their bodies.
Ebony with upturned roots.
"You damn bastards!" Ebony roared, waving the flaming sky-burning halberd and charging towards the heavy-stepping swordsmen.
"Youquan!" Yin Xuege roared angrily, and he yelled hastily before grabbing Ebony in a hurry.
A sparkling water rope spurted out from the small river on the side, and wrapped around Wu Mu's waist. With a slight shake of Youquan's little hand, Wu Mu screamed strangely and was dragged back by the water rope.
At the same time, hundreds of thick and thin water ropes spewed out from the river, intertwining into a dense net in front of those huge swordsmen.
"Let's go!" Yin Xuege punched Ebony's nose as he staggered back. The nose is the most sensitive and vulnerable part of a canine animal, and even werewolf warriors are unavoidable. This punch made Ebony cry.
All the mucus spurted out from his nose. He howled and screamed strangely, and followed Yin Xuege in embarrassment as he continued to run forward.
Those chariots are just that. These huge swordsmen are obviously not something that Yin Xuege and the others can deal with at this moment. There is really no other way except to escape. Yin Xuege roughly discovered from the attack just now that unless his mother is present
·Otherwise they cannot deal with these swordsmen.
There was a constant clicking sound. The swordsmen wielded their heavy heavy swords and smashed the water network organized by Youquan into pieces. Youquan's little face condensed, and there was a hint of black in her deep eyes.
The light flashed out, and the aura of the underworld suddenly surged around her.
Pieces of water rose into the sky from the nearby rivers and streams, and soon solidified into black ice cubes. These ice cubes intertwined and merged with each other, turning into a sheet of ice with a radius of a hundred meters. The palms of my hands smacked down heavily. They were the first to bear the brunt.
The three green swordsmen were struck by a big hand, and a loud noise was heard. Ice cubes flew everywhere within hundreds of meters, and the three huge figures staggered and fell to the ground.
Youquan's attack has exhausted all her strength. This attack has almost exceeded the limit that a monk at the Golden Core Stage can achieve, and has almost reached the lower limit of a Yuanying Stage monk. But those huge swordsmen figures fell down.
Dihou quickly got up and continued to chase Yin Xuege and the others without saying a word.
Shaking his head, Youquan spread his hands and sighed softly, then turned around and left.
"If Youquan doesn't have it, no!" Youquan frowned, and a black cold light flashed gently in his eyes: "I seem to remember that I have seen existences that are a million times more powerful than these guys, and billions of times more powerful.
to survive their demise! But how could I be so weak now?
While muttering in a low voice, Youquan hurriedly caught up with Yin Xuege. There were beads of sweat on her forehead due to the excessive exertion. She grabbed Yin Xuege's sleeve and used the speed of Yin Xuege to
Song led himself to run forward, and then kept looking back, using the nearby rivers and streams to create a little trouble for those huge swordsmen.
For example, a few small swamps, a few small puddles, etc. can only be minor troubles.
These little tricks can't hurt those weird giant swordsmen, but they can at least slow down their pursuit.
After chasing and escaping like this, the human chariot behind them kept spitting out fire, causing dull explosions to reverberate in all directions. Yin Xuege and his party fled in embarrassment amidst the blood parrot's heartbreaking curses, and soon
They were already hundreds of miles away. Those huge swordsmen were chasing them closer and closer, but Yin Xuege and the others were running out of energy.
If he could spread his wings and fly high into the sky, Yin Xuege would have already escaped the pursuit of these swordsmen. With his speed, no one could catch up with him. But Ebony was too big for Yin Xuege to fly away with him, and
Yin Xuege was bound to not be able to leave Wu Mu and escape alone, so this suddenly put everyone in trouble.
Panting all the way, the big ebony tongue hung from the corner of his mouth, dragging it down for more than two feet.
With glistening saliva dripping on the tip of her tongue, Ebony screamed: "Master, you are still young.
Just don’t die with me. The great Lord Ebony will stop these guys for you, you go first! Remember, help me kill these damn guys in the future and help me get revenge!"
Clicking her lips, Wu Mu laughed lustfully: "If you are willing to bury that girl Fa Yinlan for me, I will be grateful to you! Ah, if you are willing to bury her in my grave, remember
Be sure to let her put on the latest style of sexy underwear. I like black underwear, it’s so delicious!”
With a lewd smile, Wu Mu forcibly slapped Yin Xuege's hairy palm.
Yin Xuege only felt his palms tremble. His physical strength was still not as good as the elite werewolf warriors who were famous for their brute strength. His palms bounced up and he could only watch Wu Mu with a lewd and obscene smile on his face, facing those tall men.
The burly green swordsman rushed forward.
"Damn it, Ebony!" Yin Xuege's heart twitched, his blood flow speed suddenly accelerated, and his eyes were covered with a thick layer of blood. The Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld beat between his eyebrows, and there was a faint ghostly howl.
The cry came from between his eyebrows.
The Eighteen Prison Guards sensed Yin Xuege's anxious and angry mood, and they had begun to activate the little remaining power of the Eighteen Forbidden Temples in the Netherworld. The three evil ghosts whose strength had reached the peak of the Golden Core had already been activated.
If they move, they will break through the confinement of the ghost prison and forcefully come to this human world to fight for Yin Xuege.
At this moment, a sharp and unpleasant ghost whistle came, and three streams of light flew out from the mountains on the side.
The golden corpse was covered with dazzling cold light, like a human-shaped hedgehog rushing into the arms of a swordsman. Her sharp claws tore at the swordsman's body crazily, and kept grabbing large chunks, shining with green light, with fine
Fragments with fine growth ring patterns.
The whole body of the fire corpse was burning with blazing fire. She hugged the swordsman's head, and then forcibly entangled him, using the corpse fire on her body to burn the other person's head. The swordsman was burned until he kept letting out low grunts.
There was a sound, and traces of green mist kept spraying out from the head.
The last earthen corpse was accompanied by the phantom shadows of several hills, falling from the sky like Mount Tai pressing down on its top.
The attack of the earth corpse was very direct and violent. The phantoms of several hills whizzed down like meteor hammers, causing several swordsmen to stumble backwards. Speaking of the brute force of the physical body, these things have been from the ancient times.
The remaining protector of the Corpse Demon Sect, Yasha, is several times stronger than Wu Mu, a strong man who is almost a wolf king.
The pretty face of the earth corpse was twisted, and crazy fire spewed out from his eyes. He waved his hands and kept smashing down the hills. Huge roars continued to sound, and several swordsmen were smashed until their bodies were dimmed. They could not withstand the violence of the earth zombie.
He could only raise his shield to resist the attacks from those hills, and his huge body was forced to retreat continuously.
Several human chariots came speeding from a distance. Seeing the three guardian yakshas suddenly appearing and beating the summoned swordsmen to a pulp, the white-haired old man in charge was stunned. He squinted at the three corpses.
He glanced at it and suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs: "You can't imagine the power of the supreme king! You despicable creatures, your only destiny is to be completely eliminated.
The densely packed gun barrels on several tanks began to rotate, and the black muzzles locked onto the three corpses.
But Tu Zhi suddenly dropped the phantom of the hill in her hand, and her body darted into the soil in a flash. The next moment, she had appeared next to a chariot at the front. Yin Xuege stared at Tu Zhi in shock.
The corpse's petite body collided with the chariot hard, only to hear a loud noise. A clear human-shaped dent appeared on the thick armor of the chariot. The huge chariot was knocked back and continued to retreat, along with the other two chariots.
The cars collided hard.
The speed of the chariot that is levitating off the ground has been greatly improved, but just because it is levitating off the ground, its defense against collisions with external forces is much weaker. The earth corpse was actually pushed by one person
Several tanks kept retreating, causing the humans inside the tanks to scream.
There was chaos at the scene. More than a dozen swordsmen forced Yin Xuege and the others to flee. They were firmly blocked by golden corpses and fire corpses. Those human chariots fell into a messy situation! In this chaos, suddenly there was something
A wisp of green smoke rushed out from a peak dozens of miles away.
When the green smoke first rushed into the sky, it was still a faint wisp of smoke, but as the green smoke rubbed against the sky wind, it quickly ignited a dazzling fire. The fire was hundreds of meters thick and long, 'chichi,'
There was a sound, like a meteor flying rapidly towards this side from a distance.
With sharp eyes, Yin Xuege saw that the light was a candle held on the head of a short boy!
No, it should be said that the boy is just a candle! His height is definitely no more than three feet, and his body is fair and watery. He seems to be in pieces. His head is integrated with the half-foot-tall candle. The candle is so thick.
Above his head, a soybean-sized three-color firelight was dancing lightly on the candle wick.
Black inside, medium green, white outside!
The three lights hung like glass on the candle wick. The light was extremely weak, but it gave Yin Xuege an extremely dangerous feeling. His eyes widened and cold sweat fell like raindrops all over his body. The first time he saw this light
He immediately had a premonition that this light was like a natural enemy to him, to all blood monsters, to all monster clans, or to all evildoers!
"Thirty-three days of pure Tushita Immortal Fire!" Blood Parrot and Youquan groaned out the name at the same time, and their bodies shook at the same time.
There is no doubt that this small amount of light also caused extremely huge pressure on them. They stared at the candle above the boy's head with wide eyes. Like Yin Xuege, cold sweat continued to appear on Youquan's body, and the blood
The parrot's feathers all stood up.
'Chichi, chichi, in the sound of breaking through the air, the boy flew very fast, flying directly here from dozens of miles away in a few blinks of an eye.
Only then did Yin Xuege see that this boy was born as tender as a doll carved from white jade and silver. He was wearing a small white Taoist robe with a thin silver silk ribbon tied around his waist. He had bare feet, bare hands, and a neck.
There is a collar with three golden bells hanging on it.
The boy's watery eyes widened and he took a deep look at Yin Xuege, Xue Parrot, You Quan, Wu Mu and others, and then suddenly laughed: "Hey, they are all a group of monsters! But monsters are always there.
Much better than these guys!"
A trace of undisguised disgust and hatred flashed through the boy's eyes, and the boy's eyes suddenly became extremely cold and solemn.
He stared hard at the swordsmen who were about five meters tall, and shouted coldly every word: "You two fellow Taoists, please step aside. Let the poor Taoist deal with all these evil obstacles!"
The golden corpse and the fire corpse stepped back at the same time, bringing dozens of afterimages with them as fast as lightning and retreating behind Yin Xuege. They also stared at the boy intently, especially at the wick of the candle above his head.
Flickering firelight.
Thirty-three days of pure Tusita Immortal Fire, Yin Xuege has no impression of this name, but in ancient times, in Yinghuo Dojo, this was a famous thing - the owner of this Immortal Fire is a powerful person among the Daluo Jinxian
, a figure who is known as the leader of a party. With this fairy fire, this leader has killed countless evil spirits and aliens. The evil name of this fairy fire is enough to make all evil devils and heretics fearful!
No one expected that the Yinghuo Dojo was in ruins, but there was such a weird boy in the Yinghuo Dojo. There was actually a little bit of the legendary fairy fire burning in the candle above his head!
The boy looked at the huge green swordsmen who were getting up from the ground. He sneered, made a seal with his hands and pointed towards the top of his head.
I saw a fist-sized light and shadow spurting out from the black, green, and white flames, and then turned into countless flames a thousand times smaller than a hair and burned towards the swordsmen.
Yin Xuege dared to swear with his soul that it was just a light and shadow, not a flame in the actual sense!
This can only be regarded as a projection of that little fairy fire, it is just a shadow of nothingness!
But just such a phantom has terrifying power! Yin Xuege and others spent a lot of effort but could not hurt the swordsmen at all, and they turned into wisps of blue flames in the dense void fire.
Scattered everywhere.
The white-haired old man, who was roaring in the violently shaking chariot, watched in disbelief as the swordsmen disappeared.
He shivered as he watched the tall swordsmen turn into blue flames silently, and he let out a sharp scream of disbelief.
"This is the divine power given by the supreme king! How can you, humble creatures, resist the supreme power of God?"
"Gods?" The boy in Taoist clothing shook his head, "Haha, he laughed: "Are those who call themselves gods arrogant?"
Clicking his lips, the boy's face suddenly became extremely gloomy: "You have the smell of their blood! It's a disgusting smell, and you should all deserve to die! As the descendants of those damn creatures, your only end is to lose your soul!"
"
Another light and shadow spurted out, and dense firelight surrounded several chariots led by the old man.
The heavy chariot failed to provide any protection to these humans, and they were burned into a wisp of smoke in the blink of an eye.
The boy took a breath, then clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Yin Xuege and the others with squinted eyes.
"You, little demons, what are you doing here? Do you know that this is the Yinghuo Dojo?"