The fox demon named Ayu was lying on the ground, looking at the fox demon that was as big as a mountain and looked like it could swallow the whole moon in one mouthful, and was almost scared out of its wits.
As a member of the demon clan and belonging to the category of fox demon, the fox demon Ayu knows very well that this fox demon, named Qingqiu, is the supreme king of the fox clan and a direct descendant of the nine-tailed demon fox. He is like the emperor among fox demons.
Relatives and relatives.
And this six-tailed demon fox was obviously in bad shape. Above her head, there was a huge thundercloud, gathering momentum and moving around in the dark clouds.
Thunder Tribulation, it is said that if a Taoist wants to practice Taoism and jump out of the three realms of reincarnation and not among the five elements, he must have seven orifices and cooperate with the high-grade heavenly magic to avoid death and prolong life.
But wanting to live forever is not that simple. Every three hundred years, you have to avoid three disasters, namely, wind, water, and thunder and fire. Among them, the thunder disaster is the most difficult. If you survive it, you can achieve the body of a golden immortal.
If the ascension fails, both form and spirit will be destroyed, and the body will die and the Tao will disappear.
After a little deduction, one can guess that the fox demon named Qingqiu wanted to seize her demon elixir and increase the bargaining chip to survive the thunder tribulation, but a young man who could not reach the second realm of martial arts jumped out in the middle and confused her.
plan of.
This thunder disaster is so powerful that it has never been seen before. This old fox may not be able to escape tonight.
The boy almost ignored Mu Tao's offensive, opened his small mouth, and spit out several fire pythons.
Xia Ze stepped forward, groaned, accumulated the fire spirit in his sword, and swung it out boldly. A menacing flaming sword energy swept through the vegetation and rocks, colliding with the fire python.
"Boom!" Between the two of them, a flame 'mushroom' tens of feet high rose up, and the scorching hot air waves spread out. Those who were lucky enough to escape hurriedly patted the flames away from their bodies. Those who could not escape the flames were burned.
Immortal cultivators and warriors were completely engulfed in the sea of fire.
Xiao Tuntian stuck his head out in Xia Ze's arms, opened his small mouth, and with a strong suction force, swallowed all the flames in front of him into his belly. In just one cup of tea, only black scorched earth and wisps of white smoke were left on the ground.
Tuntian burped and retracted his little head.
In the distance, the seven or eight-year-old yellow-haired child flashed a hint of shock when he saw this scene.
Mu Tao and Xia Ze once again held swords in pairs. One was like a maid waving a fan, walking lightly, but hiding murderous intentions. The invisible winds split gold and armor; the other was like a pair of rocks shaking mountains and filling the sea, with domineering steps and powerful movements.
Open and close, very hard and fierce;
All around the two of them, the naked eye could see countless threads of sword energy, just like catkins floating in the wind. It seemed slow, but in fact it was as fast as fire. In an instant, it was like the chirping of insects in midsummer, which was endless.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry and save people!" Mr. Song shouted.
All the headhunters who managed to survive rushed into the scorched earth and moved the survivors away from the battlefield.
Mu Tao tried to draw out the female spirit in his body again, but the spiritual energy here was divided by Ayu using secret methods. Even if Ayu was seriously injured, there was only a handful of spiritual energy that could be used by her, so she had to give up.
The child smiled contemptuously, and slapped the white sword air shield composed of Xia ZeMutao's sword energy with one palm. With just this palm, Xia Ze and Mu Tao felt a surge of blood and energy in their bodies, and their eyes almost went dark.
Die.
Xia Ze stepped forward, and with the Tuntian in his body, a pure flame aura attached to the sword aura, and on the white aura, blazing fire ignited, like a huge flame tornado.
Then the yellow-haired child slapped a palm towards the flame tornado again, and this palm was blended with a bit of blue cold air.
The flame sword energy tornado quietly shattered
Xia Ze's throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which flew out upside down.
Mu Tao's condition wasn't much better, but in order to share her pressure, Xia Ze suffered more injuries than she did.
"Xia Ze!" Mu Tao's hands and fingers were covered with numerous wounds, and she held the golden-faced boy in her arms.
Xia Ze stood up, his blood surging in his body: "I'm fine..."
In the sky, a mysterious thunder fell, and the body of the fox demon Qingqiu Mountain was covered with lightning like branch branches, and pieces of flesh and blood fell on the ground like pieces of porcelain as the thunder and lightning struck.
The demon fox Qingqiu screamed shrilly, and everything was devastated.
The yellow-haired child looked at the fox demon with a look of helplessness. Just as he was about to turn into a rainbow and go to the fox demon to help him share the pressure, a sound of scolding suddenly came from the distance.
"Where to escape!" Wei Yuhan blocked Xia Ze, and in front of Mu Tao, golden smoke kept steaming in his dantian.
There was some confusion in the eyes of the yellow-haired child: "Is it you? Looking at your dragon aura, you should be a descendant of the royal family, right? I have no enmity with you, why do you want to jump out and seek death?"
Wei Yuhan said righteously and solemnly: "My name is Wei Yuhan, and I am the second prince of Da Qi. I came here for no other reason than that if you hurt my beloved girl, you deserve to die. Is this reason enough?"
Mu Tao rolled her eyes, and Xia Ze smiled awkwardly.
"How come there are so many brainless people these days, and they come up one after another?" The yellow-haired child smiled.
"Stop talking nonsense and give me a punch." Wei Yuhan strode forward and punched out in a sweeping blow. Before he could reach the yellow-haired child, an invisible palm wind mixed with a chilling air struck him in the abdomen.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and took about twenty steps back. His clothes were covered with a thick layer of frost.
Wei Yuhan turned his palms into hooks and gripped the ground to steady his body. He felt a little regretful that he had been so hasty. It wasn't until he actually faced this guy that he could deeply understand the horror that Mu Tao and Xia Ze were facing.
pressure.
But there was no way to retreat. He always felt that if he retreated here today without fighting, there would never be a place for him in that girl's heart.
He clasped his palms together, vibrating his Qi Palace, and tried his best to absorb the spiritual energy around him that was already insignificant.
In the dantian, the little golden dragon that had not yet recovered to its best condition had no choice but to fly out reluctantly when it heard its master's call, floated into Wei Yuhan's palm, and turned into a golden sword with a dragon head on the handle.
sword.
"Oh, that's interesting." The yellow-haired child smiled, tiptoed, and the ground suddenly collapsed under him.
Wei Yuhan couldn't catch his movements with his naked eyes, so he had to rely on his feeling to swing out the sword. He only heard a clang. The golden sword was tightly grasped by the yellow-haired boy with his left hand. He smiled sinisterly and punched Wei Yuhan in the abdomen.
Dantian.
In panic, he had no choice but to abandon the golden sword and retreat tens of feet away. The yellow-haired boy got the sword and did not chase him. He just stood there and admired the sword.
"I won't pay you back." The boy sneered.
Wei Yuhan snorted, and with a thought, the long sword in the distance turned into thousands of golden threads, flew away from the boy's hand, flew back to Wei Yuhan's hand, and condensed into a long sword again.
"Have you mastered your destiny?" the yellow-haired boy said to himself. The next moment, there was another roar on the ground, and his figure appeared in front of Wei Yuhan again, with his fingers spread out, and the cold air that covered the sky and sun covered the person in front of him.
Everything is frozen.
On the flat ground, a freezing iceberg suddenly appeared. In the center of the iceberg was Wei Yuhan, who looked shocked.
"This idiot!" Xu Hun scolded angrily. Before the yellow-haired boy could smash the iceberg with his punch, he swayed in front of the yellow-haired boy and offered up his natal jade token.
The Lord of Heaven is calm, and all his bodies obey his orders.
This punch, which ignored the rules of heaven and earth, hit the jade card brazenly, causing ripples on the card. There was a trace of shock on the boy's immature face: "Are you a Qi Master at the seventh level?"
Someone soon said: "But you are too eager for quick success. With your current cultivation level, you cannot control this magic weapon well. It is really a waste of resources."
Xu Hun slapped his palms on the ground, dozens of sharp stone pillars stabbed at the yellow-haired boy, but he casually melted them away.
"You're so chatty. He's even more chatty than that old man from the Ministry of Rites. Are you annoyed?"
Xu Hun was punched into the charred earth. Just as he was about to pull out, the yellow-haired boy once again released a cold air, and a human-sized ice ball was added to the ground.
"Try again if you are no older than me." The yellow-haired child's voice was childish, but his smile was extremely cold.
A bolt of lightning struck the yellow-haired boy, causing no pain or itching. He looked towards the pit in the distance. Li You was holding the Tianshi Sword, but he soon fell to the ground.
Fuqi fell from the sky, swallowed a pill, and his body grew again. He stepped close to the yellow-haired child, trying to subdue him with soft fist techniques.
Suddenly, Fu Qi groaned, and on his lower abdomen, there was a child's fist the size of a goose egg, and a black force exploded on his lower abdomen. This blow directly made him lose consciousness, and he fell to the rock in the distance.
above the wall.
Another mysterious thunder fell, and more than half of the Qingqiu fox demon above her head turned into pieces of coke. Her breathing was already very weak. If she delayed for a while, even her soul would be annihilated.
Seeing that he could no longer delay, the boy with yellow hair tipped his toes and turned into a rainbow, arriving in front of Qingqiu. The eyes of the demon fox had long been blurred, and he collapsed helplessly on Tongzi Peak.
There was anger on the face of the boy with yellow hair. He held his palms in the sky and muttered something in his mouth. A black spiritual energy turned into a moon, lying under the black thunder clouds, resisting thousands of thunder and lightning for the Qingqiu Demon Fox.
Xia Ze looked at the yellow-haired boy in the air with unfathomable strength. He used the Lihuo Bahuang Sword to support himself. A golden talisman rose quietly and flew into the black full moon above the yellow-haired boy in the blink of an eye.
"Don't come in my way!" The yellow-haired boy waved his sleeves and slapped him.
The golden talisman did not move at all, but the mysterious thunder above the head seemed to be selected by an irresistible force and was sucked into the talisman.
As dark clouds and thunder poured in above the head, the golden talismans lit up with dazzling light, illuminating every part of the valley at night. A golden armored arm as big as a mountain peak stretched out from the black full moon.
The full black moon suddenly shattered, and blood flowed from the corner of the yellow-haired boy's mouth.
The golden arm punched down, and the surrounding world was filled with a violent wind that destroyed the heaven and earth, pressing towards the yellow-haired child. The latter gritted his teeth, gathered all his spiritual power, and transformed into a black arm of the same size.