The rapids are surging!
Encountering an obstacle, it suddenly turned into a whirlpool.
Big eyes stare at small eyes.
One person and one dragon looked at each other across the sudden whirlpool.
Li Feiyu pursed his lips.
Level five monster.
There are also differences.
The ranks are naturally different.
The Black Turtle is only a low-level fifth-level creature and is not good at attacking and killing.
Even if he is facing it alone, with his fake elixir cultivation, he will not feel pressure.
But the blood-threaded dragon in front of him was different.
This is a fifth-level high-level monster that can really fight with the Danjie monks.
If you encounter it normally, that's it.
Even if you can't beat him, you can still escape calmly...
But behind him, there was a great monk who wanted to kill him and quickly come after him...
All of a sudden.
His current situation is undoubtedly the most stressful moment since his cultivation as an immortal!
However, fortunately, the blood-line dragon in front of him had experienced a life-and-death struggle and escaped, and he seemed to be wary of his fake elixir cultivation...
The situation is temporarily deadlocked.
He was not put into a desperate struggle in an instant.
At this moment, a series of roars and howls sounded...
Li Feiyu and Xuexian Jiao both raised their heads, as if they could see the roaring person through the turbid and turbulent river water.
Subsequently.
One person and one dragon looked at each other again.
Only this time...
The blood-threaded dragon in front of him curled up slightly, and actually made a gesture to give way to the passage!
A fifth-level monster with initial intelligence.
Faced with the pressure from Yang Zian, Xuexian Jiao made a wise choice.
Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood-threaded dragon in front of him, and then he discovered carefully...
On the opponent's snow-white, scale-free body, as the scales tremble, traces of red will appear between intervals, connecting together like a blood-red line segment.
In the face of such a kind gesture.
He hesitated.
Facing the bloody dragon's bronze bell-like purple-yellow figure, he spoke calmly:
"I ruined the formation!"
"So, I saved you!"
"Maybe we can kill Yang Zian together!"
The blame cannot be laid in vain, nor can we cause trouble for Ye Zhengqi, a dead man whose body has been destroyed.
Then he reluctantly tried to be the benefactor of the Blood Thread Jiao.
Li Feiyu tried to communicate with the blood thread dragon.
Since we all have a common enemy, let's see if we can't work together to kill Yang Zian!
Unfortunately, he felt that he still overestimated the wisdom of a fifth-level monster, even a dragon...
The blood-line dragon showed no reaction, and the black-yellow boy remained indifferent.
Seeing this.
Li Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and had to give up, planning to take the road and leave.
"kill!"
At this time.
A cry of killing came like from the sky, with supreme pressure, suddenly suppressed!
Then a sword light as dark as ink and twinkling with starlight directly opened the rolling river!
It shot out from the sky with lightning speed and landed within ten miles with Li Feiyu and the Blood Thread Jiao as the center.
This is an indiscriminate killing!
Aiming to kill without asking whether he is the real murderer!
Seeing the black attention, Li Feiyu's face was solemn, and he stretched out his eight-sided exquisite body without hesitation, and his figure flickered...
The person just left his original position!
He appeared in another place more than ten feet away and waved his hands.
The bright yellow Wood Emperor True Yuan surged in the dantian, and two big golden hands suddenly appeared!
Yimu's innate Qi makes a great capture!
Li Feiyu's eyes were cold.
Although he didn't know whether he could stop it, he would not sit back and wait for death. He would always give it a try to compete with the strength of the early stage of pill formation!
The big golden handprint rushed out of the river, the golden light flashed, and it met the sword light that was as black as ink and twinkling with starlight!
boom!
It was like thunder exploding from the sky!
Both sides of the Panlong River seemed to be trembling. The golden and black energy shook the river, making the water of the Panlong River shake violently.
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Wow!
On both sides of the river, boulders and old trees were crushed to pieces.
The wind is rolling and the clouds are rolling, destroying everything!
The immortal cultivators watching from a distance all looked horrified.
Everyone was surprised.
Unexpectedly, someone in the Panlong River dared to take Yang Zian as the core of the "Little Big Dipper Sword Formation", supplemented by seven late-stage foundation builders who slashed out the terrifying sword light!
"Caught it?"
"have no idea!"
"He should be the one who destroyed the formation!"
"This man is very powerful, stronger than the late-stage foundation-building monks!"
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There are different opinions.
At this moment, some late-stage foundation-building monks asserted that the man in Panlongjiang should be a fake alchemy monk!
Suddenly, many immortal cultivators showed strange expressions.
Fake elixir versus real elixir!
This does not seem to be without backhand power!
Is it possible that this will be an unprecedented battle between alchemy monks?
You know, not everyone has seen a battle between Danjie monks!
Even for monks in the foundation building stage, it is extremely rare.
Because that is another level of fighting. Even if a monk in the foundation-building stage approaches, he will be implicated and easily killed if he is not careful!
In the original work, there is a battle between good and evil.
In such a life-and-death fight, time is specially distinguished...
Pill formation versus pill formation, foundation building versus foundation building.
Lest one's own foundation-building monks die one after another at the hands of the opposite team's pill-forming monks.
"Fake pills are fake pills!"
"This person is very strong, but after all he is not a pill-former..."
"He will lose!"
"And this sword... even in the early stage of pill formation, you may not be able to escape unscathed next time!"
An old man in the late stage of foundation building shook his head solemnly.
The tone is very determined!
The low-level immortal cultivators who were looking forward to an unprecedented battle were a little disappointed and regretful.
It should be so!
This is the Little Big Dipper Sword that one person in the early stage of forming a core, and seven people in the later stage of forming a foundation formed a formation with, and slashed out!
The Little Big Dipper Sword Formation is the famous killing formation of the Tianxing Sect.
Eight disciples in the Qi Refining Stage can join forces and exert a sword that is comparable to the strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage!
at this time.
In the Panlong River, there was a mournful dragon roar...
It makes people feel moved!
Understand that this sword killed even the blood-threaded dragon!
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Maybe he was seriously injured!
The whole river was shaking.
Looking at the blood-stained dragon all over his body, he weakly raised his head and swallowed the cracked and dark demon pill.
Not just this sword...
In the previous fight, its demon elixir had long been damaged.
Li Feiyu looked solemn and looked down at the cracked Bamian Linglong.
This time, the seizure is unclear...
But a lot has been lost.
The golden-backed flying knife lost its spirit, and the Zhetian Bell was cut in half.
Now, in order to withstand the remaining power of the sword light, the defensive magic weapon of the Eight-faced Linglong has also been damaged.
"...Invisible Escape Technique... If you have mastered all of them, and combined with the invisible needle magic weapon, I may not be able to fight and kill him!"
He already knows.
The sword caught by the two golden big hand seals of the Wood Emperor's true essence came from the "Little Big Dipper Sword Formation" formed by one person in the early stage of pill formation and seven in the late stage of foundation establishment...
This gave him an idea and reminded him of the invisible escape method.
It's a pity that this skill is destined to be a late bloomer. The Five Elements Escape Technique and the Three Realm Escape Technique are both incomprehensible...
It is destined to be unable to exert the power of fighting against the order!
He currently only knows the Five Elements Escape Technique!
Moreover, what we have to face now is not only one early-stage pill formation, but also seven late-stage foundation establishment!
Even if there is a great invisible escape method, I am afraid it will be beyond its power.
A groaning sound sounded.
It's as dull as thunder in the river.
Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood-threaded dragon curled up into a ball...
Facing his gaze, the blood-threaded dragon raised its head.
claws in belly
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Point to the sky!
Pull hard!
Three water blades popped out!
One person and one dragon, at this moment, an agreement was reached to join forces!
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