You must know that the Purple Lincrow is currently a third-level magic beast, which is equivalent to a master in the human platform-building stage. It should not be underestimated. It is stronger than Ji Xue, and it is a flying magic beast, which has a unique advantage. Now
Joining the battle group put the disciple of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain in a difficult situation. He had to deal with Qiu Yu's powerful attacks, but also had to guard against sneak attacks in the air. He gradually fell into a disadvantage.
This guy was a little slow to dodge, and his back was hit by a red beam of light, which made him feel pain to the bone and staggered. How could Qiu Yu miss such an opportunity? The fish shadow sword stabbed him with the force of chasing the soul.
Go over and hit the opponent's armpit.
Blood suddenly gushes out, and the disciples from Wanshou Mountain can't help but scream, but they are also fierce enough, roaring with hatred: "I will fight with you." Regardless of his injuries, he swings the ghost-headed sword fiercely.
Slashing at the enemy, trying to kill them both.
With Tian Luo Bu deployed, Qiu Yu's figure was like a ghost, easily dodging that guy's attack. Da Zi in the air continued to attack mercilessly, while the disciples of Wanshou Mountain focused their attention on the enemy on the opposite side.
Naturally, he had no time to look around in the air and was hit by a red beam of light above his head.
"Peng!"
The sound came out, and the guy howled in pain. He felt dizzy. He felt the blue light coming quickly. He screamed inwardly that it was not good. He wanted to use the sword to block it but it was too late. He was cut off by the Fish Shadow Sword.
The head and corpse fell down with blood splattering on them.
The Yuying Sword quickly put away and disappeared. Qiu Yu stretched out his hand and tore off the storage bag on the body, injected spiritual energy into it and checked it. He found that there were more than a dozen rare herbs and other sundries inside. He smiled and received it directly.
Within the precepts, he took it as his own without any hesitation.
Turning his head to look, Qiu Yu saw Da Zi swooping down and said with a smile: "Well done, thanks for your help!"
A look of satisfaction flashed in Da Zi's eyes, and he couldn't help but croak. Qiu Yu jumped up and left the place gracefully on the flying magical beast, like a lone ranger.
After flying forward for a certain distance, the flute he wore next to his body trembled slightly. It was clear that a fellow disciple was asking for help. Qiu Yu did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly drove Da Zi to fly towards the west.
Before he could see anyone, a shrill scream suddenly came from the front, "Ah..." It was clearly a woman's voice, which made Qiu Yu anxious. A closer person urged: "Hurry up, why are you so slow?
ox."
Da Zi rolled his eyes dissatisfied and secretly cursed in his heart, your cow can be so fast. It is no exaggeration to say that you can't fly as fast as me using the Golden Cloud Wings, it's still too slow...
Even so, it knew that the matter was urgent, so it flapped its wings faster and reached an extreme speed, comparable to that of a small airplane, and arrived at the scene of the incident in an instant.
On the snow, the body of a young girl was lying in a pool of blood. It was the female disciple of Fengming Valley who had just escaped not long ago. Due to her low strength, she could not escape the bad luck after being rescued and died at the hands of another disciple of Yufeng Temple.
Just as they were about to leave the spiritual realm, many disciples of the sect turned into wild beasts, thinking only of killing people and getting enough herbs to trade. When this red-faced Taoist priest met the lonely Fengming Gu girl
The disciple shot her to death without hesitation. His target was very simple, which was the storage bag tied around the girl's waist, which should contain the precious herbs he needed.
Before arriving, Fengming Valley gave each disciple who entered the spiritual realm a storage bag with the logo of the valley. At this time, it was tied around the girl's waist. Taoist Priest Yufengguan reached out and pulled it away before he could check the inside.
How many herbs were there? A silver gun was thrown from the air, causing his face to change color immediately, and he hurriedly waved his sword to block it.
"Hey!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and the Taoist priest put away the storage bag, looked at the guy riding a bird in the sky with hatred, and cursed angrily: "What little beast dares to entertain the Taoist master."
It was the silver gun thrown by Qiu Yu before. He carried more than a hundred weapons with him. He would throw one out as soon as he caught one, hoping to stab that guy to death so that he could avenge his female disciple.
In anger, Qiu Yu flew down and the Divine Dragon Slash appeared in his hand, slashing down hard with a world-shaking momentum, and roared: "Go to hell."
Such a violent attack made the Taoist priest tremble in his heart. These powerful guys are all disciples of Fengming Valley. This one is much more powerful than the little girl just now. I have to be careful!
The long sword swung out suddenly, turning into a stream of silver light that rushed towards him. It violently collided with the rushing black light, making a banging sound. The huge force forced him to take two steps back, and he was even more secretly frightened.
The Divine Dragon Slash flew up and down, emitting black light like a savage beast, and rushed away from different directions. The power of the third-grade weapon was fully displayed. Even Xiao Jiu, who was watching the battle in the sea of consciousness, nodded frequently. The brat is so fierce!
The Taoist priest was frightened by the momentum of the brave champion of the three armies. He quickly gathered his energy and brandished his sword to fight back. The two of them fought fiercely. Generally speaking, Qiu Yu had the upper hand, overwhelming the opponent in terms of momentum.
The Taoist priest's face turned livid, he hurriedly used his special move, and roared: "Three Absolute Swords!" Suddenly the silver light surged, and the long sword turned into three sharp blades and rushed towards Qiu Yu, carrying the soul-hunting spirit.
The weird aura covers the upper, middle and lower directions.
Even so, Qiu Yu did not panic at all. Shenlong Zhan started to move, and the black edge formed a giant shield in front of him, which could achieve the effect of splashing water and preventing it from entering.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
All three swords were blocked, which made the Taoist priest even more surprised. Qiu Yuhu could only hear Qiu Yuhu shouting: "It's my turn." Shenlong Zhan slashed diagonally. The Taoist priest hurriedly drew out his sword to parry, and brilliant sparks appeared.
"Hey!"
The Taoist priest felt his arms go numb, and the long sword flew out of his hand. The blade passed by in a flash, making a big gash in his chest. The skin and flesh turned outwards, and blood rushed out. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
A red beam of light appeared in the sky, stopping his steps, and a roar came from behind, "Go to hell!" A terrifying black blade flashed, and the Taoist priest was cut in half and fell down, dying.
After killing another snake and scorpion, Qiu Yu sighed and looked at the female disciple of the same sect who was lying on the ground with her face up. The woman was so young, her pretty face turned blue-white, and a line appeared on her neck.
Blood stains, the blue robe was covered with blood stains, like withered flowers, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
If she hadn't come to the spiritual realm, maybe she wouldn't have ended up like this!
Qiu Yu knew in his heart that ordinary disciples like them would almost always be cannon fodder when they came to the spiritual realm, and few would go out, so he felt sympathy for them and decided to bury them.
He suddenly flew up and struck down with a Nether Seal. A booming sound was heard, and a deep pit with a diameter of one foot appeared on the ground. He fell down. He first tore off the Na ring worn by the Taoist priest and took it out.
Fengming Valley's storage bag, guessing that it belonged to the female disciple, took a look at it, and saw that there was only one fifth-level herb and three fourth-level herb inside. It was very pitiful, and the rest was just a mess of debris.
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"It's really not worth risking your life for this little thing!"
Amidst the sound of regret, Qiu Yu took out a sixth-level seven-color god grass from the ring and put it into a storage bag. He bent down and tied the storage bag around the female disciple's waist, and said softly: "This is my little thought, you
Just rest in peace here.”
The body of the female disciple was put into the pit. As Qiu Yu shook his arms, the surrounding snow surged in and filled the pit.