Chapter 969

Lu Xiaotian ran the mantra again to avoid too much impact on them. The sword rain in the air turned its direction and attacked the Eight Legged demon cow beast again.

At this time, with a flash of red light, Zhan Yunliang used the miraculous escape method again to block the Eight Legged magic cow.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his finger and flipped two wisps of spiritual fire in the air, turning into a fire Luan magic spirit. He flew over and helped Luo Qing and Mrs. Hua Ying.

Luo Qing and Mrs. Hua Ying soon recovered. For a moment, the sword was shining, and the jade hairpin was flying, often vertically and horizontally. However, although the Eight Legged magic ox beast is ten steps, the pair of ox horns on the top of his head are extremely hard. Whether it is the sword Qi played by Luo Qing or the flying jade hairpin, once it hits the magic ox horn, it will be ejected back without exception.

The two fought together with huoluan magic spirit. The Eight Legged demon cow and beast didn't hurt for a moment. Seeing that they didn't show their defeat, Lu Xiaotian was a little relieved.

At this time, Zhan Yunliang's two broken arms on the opposite side were lifted. In a large number of blue flames, it seemed that the spirit fire of xingmang flashed out and rolled towards Lu Xiaotian. A sea of fire billowed all over the sky.

In the sea of fire, three short knives with blue fire burst out of the sea.

Sure enough, there were still some backers. Lu Xiaotian offered up the ethereal flying sword and hanged it with the other party's blue knife.

The swords and swords compete, but the cold cloud, ice and fire are not reduced.

"It's bad luck to meet him." Lu Xiaotian flashed a strange look on his face, and suddenly a strong wind flashed.

"Not good." Lu Xiaotian only felt that his heart was cold, and he was forced to come before he had time to respond. Lu Xiaotian had a thought, and his back was covered with a layer of ancient silver armor. At the same time, Lu Xiaotian swallowed the remaining ten levels of the iron spine back demon dragon spirit. As for the eleven levels of the cold Jiao spirit, he had consumed very little, but it was the first one that had been saved until now.

Ding!

It was Zhan Yunliang who used the strange escape technique just now, came behind Lu Xiaotian and suddenly shot an ice fire poison needle. Unexpectedly, the poison needle did not directly penetrate into Lu Xiaotian's body as imagined, but was blocked out of thin air by a layer of ancient silver armor on its surface.

Zhan Yunliang was surprised. He killed several Yuan Ying friars with this move. He didn't think that Lu Xiaotian, who seemed to have ordinary cultivation, was directly blocked.

Lu Xiaotian spread his wings on his back, and the bat King's magic wing slammed and quickly approached Zhan Yunliang.

Zhan Yunliang hurriedly ran away again. Looking at the huge demon force rising from Lu Xiaotian, Zhan Yunliang could not afford to compete with Lu Xiaotian closely.

Lu Xiaotian's face was calm. He patted the spirit beast bag and croaked inside. It was the little fire crow who had been excited for a long time.

The little fire crow is a rare nemesis for friars with spiritual fire, and the spiritual fire of friar Yuanying is undoubtedly a great tonic for the little fire crow.

There are so many cold clouds, ice and fire that Lu Xiaotian is in it. With Fanluo Linghuo as the support, he also feels waves of discomfort. It is estimated that it will be more uncomfortable to change someone.

The little fire crow flapped its wings and flew a few feet from the top of the land. With a crow's mouth, a large number of cold clouds and cold fire retreated into the mouth of the little fire crow like the ebb tide.

"No!" Zhan Yunliang never expected such a strange scene. The strength of the little fire crow looked the same as that of an ordinary fire crow. He even inhaled the cold cloud, ice and fire he had practiced for hundreds of years into his stomach. This is his greatest magic power. Without this cold cloud, ice and fire, Zhan Yunliang lost most of his skills.

Zhan Yunliang hurriedly wanted to take back the spirit fire, but at this time, the eight flying swords fell directly from the top of his head, and eight elegant and fierce sword lights shot at him from different angles.

"Sword array!" Zhan Yunliang was shocked. There was no time to take back the spirit fire. He hurried to control three fireknives and tried to resist them. At the same time, a blood red cloak was displayed behind him again, wrapping his body in it.

Poof... Several swords cut on the cloak, but they failed to break it. Lu Xiaotian was also surprised that Zhan Yunliang fell into the sword array so easily.

Quack, the little fire crow sucked all the cold clouds, ice and fire of the other party into his belly, cried a few times, and disappeared into Lu Xiaotian's spirit animal bag again.

Qiang Qiang... Zhan Yunliang's Three Dharma sabres moaned several times and were directly crushed in the sword array.

Zhan Yunliang screamed in pain, and the cloak behind him was also supported to the extreme. With a puff, several sword Qi disappeared into it, and his body was cut into several large pieces.

Zhan Yunliang and his appearance as like as two peas in the same size, escaped from the Lu Xiaotian. The speed of the fire was really unknown. If there were no books of merit or jade, then they would not be handed away from their own arms.

As soon as I thought about this, a large number of Vatican fire wrapped the space around the sword array. Zhan Yuanliang's Yuanying rushed left and right in the sword array. Yuanying was very fast and finally highlighted the sword array. Suddenly, the surrounding area turned into a sea of fire and there was almost no way to live. Zhan Yunliang cried out in pain and hurried back. Now he is only Yuanying, but he can't compete with the spirit fire.

It was a sign of despair, and the illusion of a big hand in the fire was caught out of thin air. At this time, Zhan Yunliang was desperate and caught in his hand. Lu Xiaotian smiled on his face, pasted a piece of Rune paper on Zhan Yunliang's Yuanying, and then put it into a large soul sealing bottle. The original soul forbidden bead was the Yuanying who couldn't help repairing yuan.

Put away Zhan Yunling's storage ring, and Lu Xiaotian turns his attention to the other side. Lu Xiaotian is surprised. The strength of the Eight Legged demon cow beast is really good. Mrs. Hua Ying and Luo Qing joined hands, plus two fire Luan magic spirits, so that the spirit trees on both sides of the valley collapsed and the rocks collapsed. It was also unable to distinguish the winning payment.

The spirit fire attack vomited by the fire Luan magic spirit was shocked back by the roar of the Eight Legged demon cow beast, which was difficult to get close.

"It doesn't hurt to give you the things in the valley. Since Zhan Yunliang is dead, I don't need to fight with you anymore." the horn on the head of the Eight Legged demon cow smashed the sword light cut by Luo Qing. Eight feet surged, an evil wind blew, and the demon cow and beast quickly fled. The demon cow was hurt, but it did not affect its action, and quickly withdrew from the valley. Lu Xiaotian didn't mean to pursue.

"This monster is so powerful that it's very difficult to deal with. If Lu Daoyou hadn't killed Zhan Yunliang, we might have to fight hard." Mrs. Hua Ying took back the flying hairpin and wiped the Han on her forehead. Her eyes were still full of fear.

"Lu Daoyou, Zhan Yunliang, who is now familiar with this place, is dead. What should we do later?"

"Pick these Bixiao lingcao. First find a place to rest and restore your mana. It's trade or walk. Then make a decision." Lu Xiaotian thought for a moment and said.

Luo Qing nodded approvingly. Just now, two fights in a row really cost a lot. In addition, Luo Qing also benefited a lot from the fight with the ghost clan and the Eight Legged magic ox beast. After all, the experience of having a baby and not having a fight with the enemy is extremely precious.