Chapter 1059 The means of pressing the bottom of the box
Compared with before, the human cultivators here have all made progress. From the original three realms, they have reached an average of four realms, and their attack power is far greater than before.
Even so, it still can't break through the demon tiger's defense. Even ordinary bullets can't break through its defense. So how can we fight? The gap is too big.
Master Lingxiao sighed, held out a ball of rope, and rose up against the storm. In an instant, he flew in front of the demon tiger and tied its two forelimbs.
A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the demon tiger, and he roared angrily, overturning the approaching spiritual cultivator, trying with all his strength to break free of the rope.
The demonic talismans on his body flickered, and the strong rope could only be heard squeaking, as if it was about to break, but it just kept on going.
"Friends, if you have any magic weapon, please offer it quickly. This is our Wudang Immortal Binding Rope. I have difficulty supporting it. The demon tiger's struggle is so strong that I can't control it." Lingxiao Master put his index finger and middle finger together,
He was anxiously drawing some strange spells in the air, with sweat dripping from his forehead. In just ten seconds, he was already exhausted.
A warrior who had just been beaten away by the demon tiger screamed angrily, jumped out of the ice and snow pile, shook his hand, took out a pale dagger from somewhere, and stabbed towards the demon tiger. The dagger was a bit strange, it seemed to be an animal bone
It is made with twists and turns and engraved with strange and primitive symbols.
A fourth-level martial artist with extremely fast speed, the demon tiger only had to resist the immortal rope. Unexpectedly, the human who had just been knocked away pounced on it again and stabbed it in the abdomen.
The body that seemed to be protected by an energy halo deflated with a pop, and the dagger completely disappeared into its body, leaving only a pale handle. The handle turned dark red at a speed visible to the naked eye. And the demon tiger's body
The color of the protective halo also suddenly became dim.
"Roar!" The demon tiger finally became anxious and rolled on the ground, forcing the warrior underneath, and then used its strength to squeeze, causing the ice, snow and stones on the ground to crack.
Poof! The martial artist vomited blood and screamed in horror.
"Save me!" The martial artist felt that the steel-like bones in his body were broken into countless pieces by the demon tiger's simple pressure.
Master Jingyue of the Emei Sect held up a bronze mirror with a phoenix pattern and hung it in the air, emitting a soft light and shining on the head of the demon tiger. The demon tiger who was going crazy was startled slightly, and his movements suddenly slowed down. At the same time, there was a kind of
I feel dizzy, my eyelids slowly droop, and I seem to be about to fall asleep.
An eminent monk from the Buddhist Alliance shouted the Buddha's name, raised a nine-story pagoda, and quickly and violently hit the demon tiger on the head.
With a loud bang, it was smashed more than ten meters away and slid away on the ice and snow. Finally, the poor human monk of the Four Realms was rescued. However, all the bones in his body were almost broken, and he was carried back like noodles. I don't know how long it took.
to recover.
The Zhou family glanced at Zhou Yuanluo. Their seventh ancestor also had a magic weapon, but it was a pity that it was destroyed by Li Qingyun. Their fifth ancestor also had a flying sword, but it was a pity that he was killed and the flying sword fell into the hands of Li Qingyun. Their second ancestor has not yet
We arrived, and we were probably still on the way. It was impossible to use magic weapons to regain some face.
At this time, Li Qingyun saw that the powerful weapon that had been hidden for a long time finally revealed the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, and he suddenly felt like a dog. He cursed secretly, Damn, you can really bear it, if he suddenly used it in the battle, he would
You will also suffer a big loss.
When I thought of this, I had already flown over the camp. Before I could say anything, I took out my flying sword and shouted softly: "Get out!"
The flying sword turned into a ray of light and shadow and stabbed the demon tiger's eyes.
The demon tiger was stunned by a combination of attacks from the human cultivators just now, especially when Master Yikong of the Buddhist Alliance hit it on the head with a pagoda. Even if it was protected by a layer of magic halo, it was smashed to pieces.
, there are little stars in front of my eyes.
When Li Qingyun thrust out his sword, the demon tiger instinctively sensed danger, but its forelimbs were tied and shrouded in a phoenix-patterned bronze mirror, so its entire reaction was slowed down by half a beat.
With a bang, the flying sword pierced the halo of magic in front of its eyes.
Poof, it was like the sound of a bubble exploding. It was not loud, but it made the surrounding area tremble slightly.
The flying sword pierced the demon tiger's right eye, and the small lantern-like eyeball was suddenly pierced by the flying sword.
"Ouch!" The demon tiger howled miserably. The severe pain caused it to wake up from the phoenix-patterned bronze mirror. With a sudden jerk, the fairy rope binding its forelimbs fell off automatically.
Master Jingyue and Master Lingxiao vomited blood one after another. They ignored the healing and hurriedly used secret methods to retrieve the damaged magic weapon.
But the flying sword that pierced the eye was caught by its closed eyelids. One bleeding eye and one intact eye were staring at Li Qingyun with a look of utter hatred.
"Human, you have successfully angered me. I will swallow your soul together! You all deserve to die!" A sudden wave of spiritual thoughts came from the tiger, with a furious and destructive tone, which spread into the consciousness of every living creature nearby.
in mind.
The demon tiger can actually talk? No, it’s not talking, it’s just sending out spiritual thoughts. This is enough to show that they are intelligent creatures. As we know the level of demon beasts before, this demon tiger is at least a demon who has cultivated the inner elixir and has escaped from the demon beast.
category.
Master Lingxiao exclaimed: "It is indeed a monster. It wants to be at the level of our human golden elixir. Only by joining together can we have a chance to kill it. Otherwise, we all will not be able to escape."
"It is my duty to subjugate demons and destroy them. No matter what, I will fight to the death. Everyone, let's take action together." Master Yikong said, and once again raised the nine-story pagoda and smashed it on the demon tiger's head.
"Death! Die! Die! You all deserve to die!" The demon tiger sent out a crazy bloodthirsty thought, and without stopping, it opened its mouth, and a golden bead flew out of its mouth.
The golden bead was like a fist spinning at high speed, hitting Li Qingyun in mid-air.
Li Qingyun could clearly see the shadow of a tiger inside the bead, but it came too fast and he had no intention of distinguishing what it was, so he crossed a hundred meters in one step.
But the demon tiger hated Li Qingyun so much that it didn't avoid smashing his own nine-story pagoda, and was sent flying more than ten meters. The golden beads it sprayed chased Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun didn't know what this thing was, and was afraid that it would explode, just like the two big explosions he had just experienced. Whoever exploded would be dead. Weren't two demon tigers of the same level blown to pieces in the same way?
"Take it!" Li Qingyun made a formal sword seal and used the sword control technique to take back the flying sword. However, the demon tiger's eyelids pinched, and with Li Qingyun's powerful spiritual mind, he couldn't take it back. It seemed to be stuck in the demon tiger's eye.
, "It's too tight! Let's all get in together and say hello to death!"
Zeng Shiba was covered in wounds and had no weapons. A set of powerful bull demon fists jumped out, with countless weird fist marks, like crazy bulls, hitting the demon tiger's body. There was no demon pattern halo.
For protection, the demon tiger trembled in pain, but insisted on chasing Li Qingyun.
The speed of ten meters, six meters, four meters, and two meters of golden beads is so fast, it is simply the speed of a spirit body. Li Qingyun is in the fourth realm of martial arts. No matter how good his Qinggong is, he cannot reach the level of instant movement of a spirit body. He can only flash.
After a few times, he was chased by the golden beads.
In a panic, Li Qingyun threw the ax he was carrying behind him. He was still not sure whether the golden bead would explode and wanted to stay away from it.
There was a bang, but there was no explosion, but the golden beads smashed the ax it threw into pieces. The ax that was refined with a special technique, mixed with a few magic weapon fragments, and the ax produced by some magical tricks was just like that.
Broken.
The fragments of the explosion hit Li Qingyun's body-protecting Qi shield with such terrifying force that the Qi shield twisted and trembled, and almost burst on the spot.
There was a fishy sweetness in Li Qingyun's throat, and he almost spurted blood with just one indirect blow, which showed how strong this demonic tiger was.
"Demon tiger, suffer death!" Yang Yunu finally chased after him. From a distance, in mid-air, he used his spear as a javelin and threw it at the demon tiger.
The demon tiger didn't bother to look at these innocuous attacks. Now it just wanted to stab Li Qingyun, who had blinded one of his eyes, and smashed an ordinary axe. The golden beads were not damaged at all, and hit Li Qingyun again.
At this time, the soldiers who had just regained some order from the panic finally took a suitable position and fired at the demon tiger. Some special bullets, coupled with the snipers in the distance, finally caused blood stains to be seen on the white demon tiger's fur.
Especially the white bone dagger on the belly, like a blood-sucking leech, glowing with a dazzling red light.
The fourth-level martial arts cultivator, who was originally suppressed to death, recited a strange spell like a spiritual cultivator, and the half-foot-long dagger suddenly squirmed and emerged from the demon tiger's belly as if it was alive.
"Ouch!" The demon tiger roared in pain and fear. As the dagger was withdrawn, one-third of its power seemed to be taken away, and its body seemed to be hollowed out. An unpleasant feeling came into its heart.
The dagger, which had turned red, flew back to the injured Wu Xiu like lightning. Under the stunned eyes of everyone, the dagger pierced Wu Xiu's heart.
But the martial arts cultivator was like a powerful elixir, with a long-lost satisfied smile on his face, which was indescribably evil and strange. His body, which was originally paralyzed by pressure, actually expanded slowly like a balloon, causing severe pain.
The damaged body actually recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Who is this martial artist? What an evil magic weapon! Is this spiritual practice or martial arts? The method is too weird." Some people couldn't help but ask the doubts in their hearts.
"The old man who controls poison comes from the Miao border. It is not an orthodox way of cultivation, so it is difficult to distinguish him." A practitioner who recognized this man quickly explained his origin.
But before they could go deeper, they saw the spear thrown by Yang Yunu just pierce into the demon tiger's open mouth.
After entering the mouth, only about a foot of the barrel of the gun was exposed. The other parts of the gun were inserted into its body from the throat.
This result was beyond everyone's expectations, including Li Qingyun and Yang Yunu himself.
Who would have thought that after Yang Yunu threw the spear, the demon tiger would be so cooperative. Because the bone dagger was pulled away, it roared in pain and opened its mouth as big as a room. If it missed the stab, I would really be sorry for this.
Chance.
The scene seems to be frozen here. The compassionate Master Yikong seems to be unable to bear the spear to be exposed. The nine-story pagoda seizes this opportunity and hits the gun barrel made of fine steel. At the same time, it hits the demon tiger's mouth with its fangs.
I don’t know how many pieces were smashed, and the spear was completely buried in the demon tiger’s mouth. To be continued.