Ming Xuan's pupils trembled, and he blocked it as quickly as possible. With a flick of his fingertips, the folding fan was fully opened and the bright light spread out. Immediately, as if he was overwhelmed, with a crisp cracking sound, the magic weapon in the transformation stage was shattered on the spot with one strike.
The little prince saw the opportunity and grabbed them hard. The gravel burst out, hit the water flow, curled up his tail, and quickly struggled to break free.
"What level is your fan?" Xue Yu clicked his tongue.
"The best magical weapon." Mingxuan was also surprised for a few seconds, "I didn't expect it to break with one blow."
This is too disrespectful to the best magic weapon.
Fortunately, he didn't disrupt the situation. Once he disrupted the situation, he successfully made the three gods in the stage of transformation pay attention to the foursome.
Ming Xuan had already had a premonition that this group of people was going to take action. Ming Xuan retreated decisively. Several talismans floated down and were struck in different directions to form a transfer formation.
The monks in the transformation stage recruit important people. At first, Mingxuan could rely on the formation to avoid them, but later the formation was destroyed and he could only bear it passively.
But one thing is.
He has so many talismans that he can't finish all the best talismans.
It is obvious that he can easily kill a Nascent Soul stager with every move, but every time he triggers the defensive talisman before killing him, protecting him firmly.
Mingxuan asked kindly: "Are you tired? Why don't you come back after a while?" When the Ming family's trapped shield talisman is effective, it can block the thunder twice.
--Grass.
The demon woman twisted her expression and attacked Zhou Xingyun. The attack was filled with demonic energy, "Go to hell." Damn the monk.
The Mingxuan Heavenly Grade Talisman has been secretly prepared. If the senior brother cannot stop it, he will not be seriously injured.
The young man's sword is like a sword. The silver sword shadow is in the center. The sixth form of Qingfeng Jue. The color lights up in the entire water. The blow that destroyed the world calms down. The aftermath of the sword shadow stirs up a stream of water, which is hit by the domineering sword energy.
The arriving demons backed away slightly, their expressions gloomy.
Especially unwilling to give up.
It is no longer a question of whether to kill them or not, but a question of face.
Xue Yu breathed a sigh of relief with a calm face, "Instead of wasting time with us, it's better to go find your dragon beads."
If the water drop that can calm the storm in the South China Sea is snatched away, it will probably be the result of a fight to the death with the Dragon Clan.
Of course, their situation is no different from fighting to the death. After the two tribes entered, they slaughtered a large area of innocent water tribes, showing a trend of killing.
"Moreover, it seems that someone has already obtained the kung fu." Xue Yu looked at the sudden ripples of water above her, and her heart sank slightly. This was just the beginning. The dragon ball that could calm the entire South China Sea storm was taken away.
, one can imagine how big the storm will be in the South China Sea.
What?
After being reminded by Xue Yu, the two remaining avatars noticed the movement on the water.
got it?
"Yes, we have already got it." The man raised his voice and slashed at Xue Yu proudly. He hated these direct descendants, especially those with good family backgrounds. He admired the expressions of these people, which gave him a special feeling.
Pleasure.
Xue Yu's alchemy furnace was taken out, but it was useless. The silver sword spirit transformed. Duan Chen raised his hand and gently dropped it, refracting the blow back. Instead of hitting it back, the refraction rebounded in the same way and at the same speed.
The man's smile froze and he was knocked out by his own blow.
Xue Yu: "Huh?"
"What kind of move is this?"
No wonder the elders all said that Duan Chen was strong...
It is not only strong in speed, but also has weird sword moves.
"Other sword spirits have obvious special characteristics. But it has always been a mysterious existence." The attributes are unknown, but in fact, the attributes of spiritual weapons can be divided into too many types. Duan Chen was lazy and not active in anything.
It's rare to see him take action.
Mingxuan: "After all, it was the master sword of the Zhou family back then, so it's normal for it to be mysterious."
They calmed down this time. If they delay for a while, other dragons from the dragon clan may arrive.
It's not bad to be able to surround and suppress two Avatars.
Then they witnessed the whole process of the demon woman's face changing, from Feng Danyun's light joking at the beginning, to her gloominess when she received the jade slip. She turned coldly and was about to leave. The companion next to her was confused and said, "We
Aren’t you going to get rid of them?”
"What the hell? The Dragon Ball is gone!" She exploded, smacking her companions in front of her, and flew away. Their target this time was the Dragon Ball, not these monks.
damn it.
The two gods in the transformation stage left in a hurry, making them look at each other in confusion.
Dragon Ball is gone?
The five people looked at each other. They had just entered a battle. The spiritual energy around them fluctuated strongly. Mo Yue stayed there for a long time and finally waited for the first dragon. Mingxuan couldn't help but murmured, "I want to see the Dragon Clan, Bi."
It’s difficult even for my ancestors.”
He was a little dissatisfied. He didn't expect that the dragon clan had excellent ears. He glanced at them and said, "We have been looking for you before."
"It stands to reason that as long as you stay in the cell with peace of mind, the battle between the demons and monsters will not affect you."
The devil knows that these three progenitors are all rebellious. The more they prepare to arrest them, the faster these three people will run.
"Oh." Mu Chongxi understood something after hearing the other party's explanation, and said calmly: "...Then you guys are pretty good."
At the beginning, these people tried to put them in prison to help them escape the chaos.
But, has anyone considered that they are not going to go pure prison style this time?
"Is this the monk you found for us?" After explaining the reason, the dragon boy glanced at the young highness.
The little prince became energetic, "Yes. But this time I am mainly looking for Ye Qiao, she is very powerful."
"Oh. I'm still missing." The dragon boy tilted his head, curled his lips, and repeated: "It's really powerful, it's very harmful."
The oldest one is only twenty years old, and the rest are even younger, ranging from seventeen to eighteen years old. Among the monks who are often hundreds of years old in the world of cultivation, they are too young.
It is not an exaggeration to say that they are all a group of children.
"Actually, there is another son of luck." Ao Yue explained, "But I prefer Ye Qiao."
If the two of them really wanted to compete, it would be Ye Qiao who came first. After all, she won the competition.
Normally, the Dragon Clan disdains cooperation with monks, but this is a special period.
While a few people were chatting, a clear and sweet moan suddenly came from their ears.