They each let out a roar, and with a sense of pressure like a strong wind, they rushed forward instantly.
The huge tobacco pouch held by the old sword was blocked by the five-meter-tall fish-scale monster, and then flew away with a punch, sparks flying everywhere.
This monster identified the handle of the old sword and let out a dull roar. Although it was large, it was extremely swift.
The Holy Lady of Shaking Light, whose body is like a bright moon, waves her jade hand, and a piece of clear light blooms, turning into a light curtain to block the monster in front.
That monster, with his big hand shining with cyan light, shattered the light curtain with a bang.
This light curtain exploded like crystal, crystal clear as jade, and the fragments flew everywhere.
His fingers instantly stretched out nails more than one meter long, flashing with cold light, and attacked crazily at the crowd besieging him.
The rain of blood flew everywhere, and some people had no time to dodge. His sharp nails scratched through their bodies, and their bodies were immediately cut open.
Like a wild beast, he grabbed these injured people and stuffed them into his mouth, making a squeaking sound. Blood flowed out of his mouth, which made him look even more ferocious and cruel.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang took action, and he exuded thousands of divine lights, shining through the mountains and rivers like a sun, with dazzling brilliance.
He was running the Holy Light Technique with all his strength, and the Holy Light was blazing, and his whole body was as blazing as fire.
At this time, he punched out, and golden light burst out, covering the fish-scale monster.
As if it had been burned, the monster let out a weird roar and took a few steps back.
Then, as if he was angry and angry, he waved his strange blue hands covered with scales crazily and violently hit back at the Holy Son of Light.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged violent blows for more than ten times.
All of this happened in an instant. The three people who were killed in an instant came with Zhang Wenchang and his party. They did not die in the Fire Dragon Grave or the Evil Source Ghost Mist, but died under the attack of this monster. Zhang Wenchang's white-bone stick flew towards the toad-skin monster. It was strong in the wind, and instantly turned into a stick more than ten meters long, and hit the toad-skin monster that was more than six meters high.
The toad-skinned monster stretched its right hand towards the sky, and punched out with its huge fist towards the bone-white club.
With a flash of blue light, he punched the big bone stick, and the deafening sound was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. The two unlucky guys nearby were bleeding from their mouths and noses on the spot, and Zhang Wenchang was also shocked for a moment.
The white bone club was knocked away by a punch, and a bloody fist mark appeared on it, which was the blood of the monster. Fortunately, the bone was hard enough and was not broken.
"Ouch..."
When this monster came up, some blood was sucked by the white bone stick, and he was enraged.
He let out a dull roar and spread out his jet-black wings, carrying a strong wind towards Zhang Wenchang. The feeling of oppression was as heavy as a mountain.
Zhang Wenchang felt as if his energy and blood were boiling all over his body, as if he was on fire. The blood in his body seemed to be burning.
The green lotus blossoms under Zhang Wenchang's feet flashed with clear light, and his figure was extremely strange. He changed several positions in an instant, avoiding his fatal blow.
This monster is too powerful, especially his physical body. Now it can beat Zhang Wenchang and his party hiding in hiding XZ with the strength of his physical body alone.
Zhang Wenchang remotely controlled the bone stick to contain the monster. A bright purple star flew out of his sea of suffering, and the purple starlight protected him.
It is the Avenue of Stars that Zhang Wenchang realized not long ago.
The purple star above his head shines like the purple sun, burning with blazing purple flames and shining brightly.
Streams of bright starlight enveloped Zhang Wenchang. It was at the zenith of the moon and the sky was full of stars. It was the time when the Avenue of Stars was at its most powerful.
The stars in the sky were twinkling, and a terrifying coercion emanated from the purple stars, like a giant creature waking up.
Zhang Wenchang lightly tapped the toad-skin monster that was charging towards him, and a bright purple starlight flew out, instantly knocking it back hundreds of meters.
"This little brother is so powerful that he can compete with this monster. It's really scary." Lao Daobaozi showed a surprised look.
Lao Daobaozi, a high-level monk, obviously did not work hard. He was like a grinder. From time to time, he helped the Holy Son of Light, from time to time, he gave a cold blow to the toad-skin monster and helped Zhang Wenchang.
The Holy Lady of Shaking Light and the Holy Lady of Yaochi were also shocked. In their view, Zhang Wenchang, who claimed to be the White Bone Taoist, seemed to have not even broken through the secret realm of the Reunion Sea. He could not even sense that he had opened up the Sea of Bitterness, but he actually defeated that powerful monster.
Fly out.
The Holy Son of Shaking Light has a celestial appearance. Many people say that he can compete with the God King. His reputation is very loud. They think it is not surprising at all that he can compete with the fish-scale monster.
But Zhang Wenchang, whose name is unknown, has shown terrifying divine power. At this time, he is just like the Son of Night in the legend of Taixuanmen, his whole body is shrouded in bright starlight, and the purple starlight shines in all directions, just like the sun god.
The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light complements each other.
At this time, Zhang Wenchang was engaged in a fierce confrontation with the toad-skin monster that flew hundreds of meters away. The monster roared repeatedly. Under the attack of the blood-sucking bone stick, blood spattered everywhere. It looked shaky and seemed to be still in a state of collapse.
Downwind.
Zhang Wenchang became more and more courageous as he fought. Every move he made was illuminated by thousands of purple stars. The purple stars in the sky shrouded him like smoke, making him look like a god.
"This guy who calls himself White Bone Taoist is just a mortal body, but he looks like he can be compared with the body of a divine king. He is really another genius who has risen." Old Dao Baozi said quietly to the side.
Ye Fan was also shocked. He and Zhang Wenchang entered the door of cultivation at almost the same time. Now he boasts that killing the guy in the second level of the Dao Palace is as easy as pulling weeds, but seeing that Zhang Wenchang can fight the monster vigorously, he feels that he
Go ahead of yourself.
The Fluttering Light Saint said: "The longer we delay, the greater the possibility of attracting more powerful monsters. Let's take action together and kill these two monsters as soon as possible."
The Saint of Yaochi also echoed: "Let's work together to end the fighting. We must leave here as soon as possible."
Zhang Wenchang's performance surprised everyone. They looked at Zhang Wenchang and Yaoguang Holy Son, and their hearts couldn't be calm. They all had their own thoughts.
Zhang Wenchang naturally didn't care what others thought. He felt that the fluctuations in the sea of suffering were getting stronger and stronger, and he seemed to have found an opportunity to open up the sea of suffering.
After transforming into his own body, he had no way to open up the sea of suffering for a while. He could only practice the outdated chaotic ancient methods. Now, sensing the increasingly intense fluctuations in the palm-sized place under his navel, he and that
The madness of the toad-skin monster battle.
He needs to fight and hone. This toad-skin monster is Zhang Wenchang's whetstone. In the crazy battle, he must find the inspiration to open up the sea of suffering.
