It seems that if you don't have the power to transcend your rank in the future, you will never act recklessly again. This time, you were lucky enough to meet a man like Xiang Sicheng who was far more generous than ordinary monks could imagine. No matter how arrogant a person is, they cannot block the blow of this ice talisman. Even the soul cannot escape the fate of being frozen.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian was lying on the ground. A thick layer of ice had covered his body from the ground, sealing him under the ice. He was not too far from the center of the battle between the two sides. The alternation of hot and cold made him feel abnormal. Uncomfortable.
In fact, the reason why Mu Lao Monster died was mainly because he was hit by the spikes issued by the Iron Thorn-backed Monster. The fire magic power contained in the spikes happened to have a certain restraint effect on Mu Lao Monster. The magic power cannot be condensed for a while. Even if the golden elixir monk fell from a height of more than a hundred feet without the protection of magic power, he would still be seriously injured, not to mention that the old monster Mu was already seriously injured when he fell.
Even if Lu Xiaotian cannot concentrate his magic power, his physical body has reached the eighth level of strength. The strength of his physical body alone has reached the ordinary middle stage of the golden elixir. His physical strength and resistance to blows are incomparable to those of Mu Laoguai. , even if the height he fell from was several times higher than that of the old monster Mu, it was nothing to him.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, had secretly mobilized the power in the magic beads in his body and used the Ice Healing. Quietly repairing physical wounds. The Iron Thorn-backed Monster is a monster of both earth and fire elements. It is very powerful. The sharp needle also contains a violent breath of fire. However, the Demon Suppressing Tower in Lu Xiaotian's body flickered slightly and mobilized a large amount of Brahma Spirit Fire. Wrap the demon's moxibustion spirit earth flame.
Although the cultivation level of the Iron Thorn-backed Monster is higher than that of Lu Xiaotian, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. However, after all, only a few of the Burning Spirit Earth Flames entered Lu Xiaotian's body, and they were an unconscious force. It was difficult to do anything when wrapped in a large amount of Brahma Spirit Fire.
But as Lu Xiaotian was lying on the ground like this, the mana fluctuations produced by the magic talisman when it clashed with the Iron Thorn-backed Demon made him extremely uncomfortable. However, Lu Xiaotian did not show any abnormality at this time, lying on the ground and continuing to suffer. Ice Healing is also rapidly repairing the wounds in the body.
At this time, the battle between the ice magic talisman and the iron-thorn-backed monster has reached its final moment. The coldness of the spirit talisman called Bing Zhen Shan He dropped greatly, but the iron thorn-backed monster dropped even more severely. The burning flames in the fire pillars it spit out were very rare. A dim demon pill emerged from it.
The power of the ice talisman turned into a glacier and slowly expanded forward inch by inch. The face of the iron-thorn-backed demon was full of fatigue and despair.
Du Crazy Tiger, Suo Ming Ying Monk and others looked overjoyed. However, there was something strange in the empty eyes of the humanoid ghost. Hey, five white-bone falcons flew out again, rolled in the air, turned into a huge bone knife, and flashed in the air.
At this time, the iron-thorn-backed monster was struggling with the power of the ice talisman, and could not take into account the attack of the humanoid ghost. He raised his neck slightly, but still did not avoid the huge bone knife.
Huge pain hit, and the bone knife directly cut a huge gash in the neck of the iron-thorn-backed monster. Hot blood flowed directly down the opening, and the humanoid ghost emerged from the gray smoke. Jiejie smiled strangely and took out a small bottle made of white bones and sent it into the air. The bone bottle gradually enlarged, just in time to hold the iron Catch the blood shed by the Thornback Demon.
The life-killing infant monk woke up from a dream and had to take out the baby from the belly of the iron-thorn-backed monster before the ice magic talisman froze it. Otherwise, if it was killed by the ice magic talisman, he would refine the baby. Wouldn't the idea of becoming a ghost infant be completely ruined? As long as he can refine the infant of the tenth-level monster, it will be enough to sweep away the monks of the same level. Even if he is lucky enough to reach the level of Yuanying-level ghost cultivator in the future, the ghost infant will also It will also be his killer pliers.
Thinking of this, the Life-Destroying Baby Monk could no longer hold back, and his body turned into a black smoke and sank into the Weeping Baby Ring. The Weeping Baby Ring turned into several extremely ferocious ghost babies and flew towards the Iron Thorn-backed Monster. At this moment, Yao Ni was unable to withdraw from the anti-ice talisman. Several ghost babies floated into Yao Ni's belly, biting Yao Ni's abdomen fiercely and tearing at it crazily.
Seeing the actions of the humanoid ghost and the life-threatening infant monk, Du Crazy Tiger secretly retreated and quietly approached the direction of the baby fruit.
"Where does Fellow Daoist Du want to go?" Xiang Sicheng had noticed Du Crazy Hu's movements a long time ago. He sneered at the corner of his mouth and took a step diagonally in the air, blocking Du Crazy Hu directly in front of him.
At this time, the power contained in the talisman was not much, and the overall situation had been decided. He no longer needed to control it through the dark black box. How could Xiang Sicheng, who had drawn his hand, easily let Du Crazy Tiger take away the fruits of the final victory? .
"Well, the methods of the life-demanding infant monk and the ghost clan are too cruel. I can't bear it and want to avoid it. If you feel that it's not possible, I can just watch from the side."
Du Fenghu's face was filled with uncertainty. It was obvious that he was thinking of his plan in Xiang Sicheng and did not dare to act rashly. Besides, the life-threatening baby monk was still from Xiang Sicheng, so he had absolutely no chance of winning if he took action.
But now Xiang Sicheng has the overall situation under control, and Du Crazy Hu is also anxiously thinking about his retreat. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Lu Xiaotian, who was still lying on the ground with serious injuries. If Lu Xiaotian could fight now, he would still be able to fight. He alone would definitely not be Xiang Sicheng's opponent.
Although he had been hired by Xiang Sicheng before and received certain benefits, the old monster Mu was Xiang Sicheng's confidant. Xiang Sicheng didn't even frown when he died. Xiang Sicheng didn't take it to heart at all.
What's more, when they were being chased by the Iron Thorn-backed Monster, the people who used the formation to ambush them were obviously very strange, and they were most likely those arranged by Xiang Sicheng.
At this time, the humanoid ghost had used a bone bottle to collect a large amount of the monster's blood, and the ghost baby controlled by the life-killing infant monk also viciously bit the monster's abdomen, directly sucking out the monster's belly without even opening its eyes. Drag the young cat out. The iron-thorn-backed monster wailed, and its huge body fell to the ground. The life-threatening infant monk who transformed into a ghost baby smiled and grabbed the baby monster.
However, just when the infant monk was about to succeed and showed signs of slackening, a transparent and agile flying sword shot out at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and disappeared from the back of the infant monk.
The life-demanding infant monk who was about to succeed screamed, and his body fell out from among the several ghost babies. However, the flying sword behind did not give the life-seeking infant monk a chance, and it circled the life-seeking infant monk's neck. Turn around and cut off his head.
The life-demanding infant monk could not care about the fetus that had just been pulled out of the belly of the iron-backed monster. The soul fled from the body in panic.
"What?"
At this time, whether it was Xiang Sicheng, Du Crazy Tiger, or the humanoid ghost who was still collecting the demon's blood, their eyes widened in disbelief. chapter;
