As the saying goes, it is easy to hide from open guns but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Old monk Mingyuan really did not expect that at the critical moment when the four guardians of the Blood Sect were about to be defeated, Jin Ping'er, who had been trying to flatter him in every possible way for several days, would attack him.
, and was extremely cruel, and had to kill him.
The golden blade roared from behind, which greatly surprised the old guy. He secretly screamed something bad. However, under the attack with all his strength, he wanted to withstand all kinds of difficulties. He could only use the spiritual power of body protection, and the mysterious aura suddenly came out.
A thick turtle shell formed on the back, with a diameter of about three feet and as strong as steel.
The four guardians of the Blood Sect also tried their best to defend themselves. Their almost hysterical roars shook the world. The crazy woman Lian Xiaoyu waved her crutch and swayed out a green light, which transformed into a giant bronze mirror in the air with branches and arabesque patterns around it.
In front of him, the old face had a solemn expression, not daring to be careless at all.
The old woman has reached the ninth level of virtualization, which is quite impressive. However, she has not yet advanced to become the king of concentration, so the gap is huge. It is like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate. She has not yet passed.
The other three guardians used their fierce strength to form giant bells shining with silver light, horns with mysterious patterns, and giant black Optimus pillars, and faced the monsters transformed by the old monk respectively. They all fought hard to win or lose.
In this case, it is useless even if you are afraid, you can only do your best.
Only the roaring sounds were heard one after another, and the big explosions in the sky came one after another. The bronze mirror condensed by Lian Xiaoyu with his spiritual power was very lucky. It was called the Flip Tianteng Mirror. When the strange monster rushed over, the mirror
The surrounding branches and vines suddenly protruded out, entangled and connected with each other, criss-crossing, and became a giant network.
The giant beast plunged into the mirror net, first breaking many vines, causing a large hole to appear in the middle, and then appeared with a hissing sound. The mucus wrapped in its body had corrosive properties, and many branches and vines seemed to wither.
Turn into ashes...
She could feel that the strength of the giant beast was too strong, which made Lian Xiaoyu's body feel uncomfortable as if thousands of horses were galloping. She stepped back involuntarily, knowing in her heart that she could not hold on for long, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
, seemed to be at the end of her fight, but persisted because the beautiful woman turned her back and launched a sneak attack on the old monk, which should be able to alleviate her crisis.
As the head of the Blood Sect's protector, there is no doubt that Crazy Woman Lian Xiaoyu has the highest cultivation level and can still hold on for a while. However, the skills of the other three protectors are lagging behind, and the situation becomes increasingly unfavorable.
Wherever the underworld beast went, the giant bell was torn into pieces by the impact, the mysterious beast's horns were reduced to ashes, and the Optimus Pillar was broken into two pieces, causing the three guardians to be injured to varying degrees. Some spit out blood from their mouths, and some had several broken ribs.
There are also cracks in the leg bones...
The old monk Mingyuan himself could not escape his bad luck. He used all his strength to attack, unable to build the strongest defense to deal with the sneak attack. He could only use his spiritual power to condense into a turtle shell, hoping in his heart that he could escape.
After this calamity, the old bitch was killed.
However, Jin Ping'er was extremely powerful in order to achieve the ninth level of virtualization. This move "Golden Moon Scimitar" was used to its full potential. It easily exploded the turtle shell and landed heavily on the old monk, causing the monk's robe to shatter like many butterflies flying around.
After leaving, Monk Mingyuan howled, and a very scary-looking wound appeared on his back. The skin and flesh were almost gone, leaving only bones that were dripping with blood.
The old monk is powerful in Shenmang Continent. He has always been the only one who tortures others. He has never suffered such a big loss. He only felt that the pain in his back was unbearable. He howled and said: "Vicious bitch... I must destroy you."
No!" He suddenly turned around and pointed forward with the black iron rod in his hand. A giant black lizard suddenly appeared and ran towards the woman who had been in trouble in Wushan with great ferocity. There was only hatred for it, and no more.
Something else.
She had long expected that the old monk would not give up. Jin Ping'er succeeded in the sneak attack and quickly stepped back. There was joy in her bright eyes, and her heart that was originally in her throat finally dropped. She quickly resisted, and the golden hook swung.
In the meantime, the light condensed into a giant pipa in the air, and it looked like it was made of pure gold.
"boom!"
The giant lizard collided violently with the golden lute and all shattered, turning into nothing in the blink of an eye and disappearing into ashes.
If the old monk Mingyuan hadn't been seriously injured and his attack power was greatly reduced, Jin Ping'er wouldn't be able to resist it. But now she can. She just took a few steps back involuntarily and was not injured. She smiled coldly and said loudly: "The Blood Sect
What are you guys waiting for? This is a rare opportunity. The old bald donkey was seriously injured, so you just happened to kill him."
In fact, there was no need for her to bewitch him. The four guardians of the Blood Sect also had this intention. If they didn't kill the old monk completely while he was seriously injured, there would be endless troubles. In unison, the four of them launched fierce attacks separately as if their eyes were spewing out anger.
, and then roared out.
"Flower of Death!" The crutch held by Lian Xiaoyu rotated, and the powerful spiritual power swayed caused a giant black flower to appear in the air. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be composed of many pythons, with their tails connected together, and their bodies like
The petals were shaking like petals, and they all opened their bloody mouths. It was really weird.
"Life-killing soul-stealing wood!"
"Split the sky and chase the soul with explosion!"
"Flying Light Tribulation..."
You can imagine how overbearing the four super strong men's joint attack will be. If Monk Mingyue has not suffered heavy losses, he will not be afraid. However, this moment and the other moment are naturally different. He just gave up chasing Jin Ping'er and went all out to deal with it.
siege.
The old guy let out a thunderous roar, "Black Ming Iron Bucket!" The black iron rod drew a circle, and the Ling Lie Qi surged rapidly, forming a huge iron bucket in the air, about seven feet high, wrapping himself around him
In it, the figure completely disappeared, and the adopted defense was to save his life first.
There were only explosions, golden pipa and even giant wooden stakes, as well as crazy blows rolling in. The air was filled with smoke, and the iron barrel was shattered by the blows and ceased to exist.
"Pfft..." Monk Mingyuan spurted blood from his mouth, his old face was as pale as paper, and his body involuntarily stepped back. He seemed to be at the end of his strength, injured again, and fear appeared in his eyes.
The blood sect protectors were very excited and gained a lot of momentum, shouting, "Everyone, try harder and kill him quickly."
"You monk who came out of the ravine, how dare you make an enemy of our Blood Sect, you will only die..."
Monk Mingyuan was furious. He felt that he was being bullied by a dog. If he didn't show his strength, he would be regarded as a sick cat. The old man was secretly cruel and wanted to punish these guys no matter what, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve his hatred.
He endured the pain and roared: "The Buddha shakes the demons in all directions!" The black iron rod in the old guy's hand flew up and down, causing the spiritual power to condense into an extremely tall Buddha statue, with a face full of dignity that made people shudder.