Formation has always affected the whole body.
As soon as he finished speaking, the formations on the ground he stepped on were shattered one after another, and waves of water continued to explode. The demon clan was instantly torn apart. Although Mingxuan at the center was prepared in advance and tried his best to avoid the vital points, he was still badly hit by the explosion. The young man wiped He wiped his body that was oozing blood and complained, "I should have worn the religious uniform."
At least the red and blood wouldn't be so conspicuous when mixed together.
The whole place was quiet for a moment, Mu Zhongxi clicked his tongue, quickly protected the only talisman cultivator present, and said three words to Mingxuan accurately, "You are sick."
Mingxuan: "You are the only one who is sick. This is what I call seeking wealth in danger."
"Use yourself as the lead-in formation." Yun Hen said coldly, "Who told him about this strategy of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging himself by eight hundred?"
"This style of play." Duan Yu said matter-of-factly: "At first glance, I learned it from Xie Chuxue."
No matter who learns badly, it must be Xie Chuxue's fault. Mingxuan has been following Xie Chuxue for the longest time. He is also the one who teaches him lessons on weekdays. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xie Chuxue?
This time Xie Chuxue touched her chin and for the first time did not refute.
He likes this aggressive style of play very much. It hurts a lot after the injury, but he feels inexplicably happy when he thinks that his opponent will only suffer more than himself.
Elder Zhao only commented lightly on this: "Stay away from Xiaoqiao, pervert."
Xie Chuxue blinked innocently.
He didn't teach Ye Qiao step by step. When she was playing steadily, she was as steady as an old dog and like a slippery loach. But when she was provoked, she didn't seem to be any better than Ming Xuan?
He was plotted one after another and was blown away. Unfortunately, he did not escape and died on the spot. The leader of the demon clan looked gloomy and said, "Don't arrest him. Where is Xue Yu?"
The companion shook his head slightly, "He has spiritual weapons and domains, and he is an alchemy cultivator. There is no need to fight him."
"Dragon Clan, we have no intention to be enemies with you. As long as we hand over the Dragon Ball, we will leave here." The woman raised her chin, the silk thread in her hand was entangled, her eyebrows were cold, "There are also direct descendants of the Changming Sect, this has nothing to do with you, right? Although we have a small grudge, as long as you don’t interfere this time, we will consider letting you go.”
The whereabouts of the Dragon Ball are still an unsolved mystery, but you don't have to think about it to know that it must be in the hands of the Shui Tribe. If you kill the Shui Tribe, you will definitely find it.
It's such a waste of time to play against the direct descendants. When there is plenty of time in the future, the first four times have been successful, and the only thing missing is Chang Mingzong.
The Demon Lord will never allow them to make any more mistakes.
Mingxuan: "Hey, are you considering letting us go? You're quite brave."
Not only did the demon clan's condescending words not elicit any echoing response, the little prince angrily transformed into a fist and slammed into the demon clan. The battle ignited again, and the scene evolved from a wheel battle at the beginning into a melee.
Xue Yu never takes the initiative to participate in battles, but he is useful in his field and very useful.
Zhou Xingyun opened the field next, and Xue Yu followed closely. The silver light and the ink light separated, and the two fields were opened at the same time, pulling away a few powerful ones first and reducing some pressure on the junior brothers.
A little dragon who saw this scene for the first time exclaimed, "It looks so awesome."
"I heard that the entire world of cultivation can be counted on two hands. Changming Sect suddenly showed up with three." Ao Yue blinked in disbelief. He had seen Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qiao, but he didn't expect that there was also Xue Yu.
"There is another one?" He was slightly surprised.
"Yes, Ye Qiao also has it."
"..."
The little dragon who spoke fell silent. What should I do if I am questioned? Open a field to prove yourself?
Is this how geniuses prove themselves?
Mingxuan was happily watching the show when suddenly a golden dragon swam in front of him. He lowered his head and looked at the dragon. The dragon shook its tail and motioned for him to come up.
Mingxuan understood. This was an invitation to them to ride a dragon.
He was disgusted, "I don't want it."
Every time, he and Xue Yu would be pulled up to the sky by a random sword cultivator in the sect. As a qualified talisman cultivator, he prefers to find an inconspicuous place to hide people, rather than riding a dragon to fight.
Mingxuan didn't like dragons, but in front of him was a dragon in the stage of becoming a god. It would be much more convenient to have a dragon to protect him.
He was the first to ride a dragon. After the first one, the remaining dragons suddenly lost their reserve and swam in front of several people, beckoning them to come up.
"Little prince." Mu Chongxi said, "Then let me ride you?" Those dragons ignored them the whole time before, but Ao Yue had a pretty good temper in comparison.
The little prince swung his tail and cheered, "Okay. No problem." He has no backbone. The Dragon Clan believes in the strong. If they are strong enough, they can completely ignore the issue of face.
The premise is to get their approval.
The dragon clan slapped themselves in the face so quickly.
"Who said that dragons are never easily ridden? Haven't they all ridden on them?" Chu Xingzhi kept mumbling, and pressed his face against the image stone with envy. He also wanted to ride a dragon. You can blow it for a lifetime when you go out.
That is a creature that only exists in legends.
"Then if you have the ability, let the Dragon Clan be ridden willingly." Zhu You pushed away his resentful face angrily, "Don't get in the way, you're blocking us."
The Dragon Clan likes the strong, and the monks are generally too weak, which leads to serious discrimination. However, it is not easy to be recognized by the Dragon Clan. Changming Sect has been ridiculed in turn in the past few days. It is not just a matter of lying on the job, but the endurance is not what other sects can have.
This time I feel proud.
"What type of field is Xue Yu's?" The information conveyed by the jade slip made several people without fields go crazy with envy.
"Who knows, we haven't been in, so we can't see what the field looks like. I guess it may be the same type as the Mountain and River Map. A phantom field." Zhu You clicked his chin, after all, the path is sentimental, treacherous and changeable. It is more suitable for the field of passion.
"The direct descendants of the Changming Sect are very generous. They gave away one spiritual weapon as soon as they were asked. The other four have no objection yet." One of the direct descendants said in a sour tone.
"Xue Yu Danxiu needs things to protect himself. Not many people can wake up from the mountains and rivers map. It's normal for those who want to practice the path of passion." Si Miaoyan felt funny when he heard this.
You can guess the Tao that each person cultivates by looking at his personality. The Passionate Tao is Xue Yu, Zhu You, Si Wan Yu, Song Han Sheng.
Monks of this way prefer to weigh the pros and cons before making a choice, and their minds are generally unpredictable and changeable. .
Chu Xingzhi said in a long voice, "Hey, hey, it's hard for monks from other ways to find a Taoist partner, but we are the only ones who are clean in the Way of Asking the Heart."
Although he can't beat anyone present, that doesn't stop him from pointing fingers at everyone.
"You're right." Duan Hengdao rarely agreed, "But to find a Taoist companion, you still have to look for Cangsheng Tao, which is gentle."
"Hiss—" Behind him were the sounds of others grinning and gasping.
"Huhuhu. The gentleness of Cangsheng Dao? I don't know which monks have come out of Cansheng Dao in the past. There is one among the five sects."
"Looking for a Taoist companion like Ye Qiao. If there is some kind of conflict between the two of them, they will definitely be beaten to death by Ye Qiao's two punches." Shen Ziwei bared his teeth for a while, and he could predict that the other party would have a miserable life in the future.
They were so lost in conversation that they didn't notice that Ye Qiao, who was refining the weapon, paused. Soon, she cut off the black iron in her hand with one hand. With a crisp breaking sound, Ye Qiao asked with a smile: "Everyone, what's the next step?" Do?"
