Seeing this scene, the monks on the battlefield were filled with fear and joy.
"Fellow Taoists, you are here just in time. Let's work together to destroy these demons and Buddhist bald donkeys!"
Xuan Ye snorted coldly, looked at the monsters around him, and boldly grabbed the claws of a giant crab. The terrifying power exploded, and countless cracks appeared on the hard carapace of the giant crab.
Zhang Qing and Jiang Baiyi looked at each other. Neither of them expected Xuan Ye to be so belligerent, "Leave those bald donkeys to me."
After saying that, Jiang Baiyi disappeared, and at the same time countless sword whistles resounded in the void. Under the golden light, the eyes of each Buddhist cultivator dimmed.
"Haha, let's put it this way..." Zhang Qing looked at the golden lotus cultivators on the battlefield. There was only one immortal cultivator, and the remaining twenty or so were mortal cultivators.
"You will belong to me!" The black and white breath flowed into the void, swallowing up all the spiritual energy in an instant and turning it into a barrier. By the time countless monks on the battlefield reacted, Zhang Qing had already appeared in the golden lotus of the immortal magic. before.
boom! ! !
The dragon shadow roared low in the void. The absolute power of the Dragon Shepherd Chapter allowed Zhang Qing to smash the mana defense shield of the earth-attributed fairy Golden Lotus with one punch, and then landed heavily on a jade pendant that suddenly floated on the opponent's body. .
A trace of cracks spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the immortal monk in front of him finally showed a look of fear, "What are you doing?!"
He was angry and frightened that this group of people who suddenly appeared had the power to penetrate all his defenses instantly.
A huge shield flew from the distance and hit Zhang Qing's body. Under the light of the immortal golden body, it could not return to the monk's hands.
"Who stipulated that when we encounter demons and Buddhist cultivators, we must join forces?" Zhang Qing's eyes were slightly cold. In an instant, he swung his palm sideways and grabbed the edge of the shield. Under the huge force, the aura of the shield dimmed, making the people in front of him dim. The immortal monks couldn't help but feel their souls turbulent.
"This place belongs to us!" In the howling wind, Zhang Qing carried his shield and directly hit the monk's light shield that was on the verge of breaking. The next moment the defense was shattered, and the shield tore the monk's body apart like a sharp blade.
But the golden lotus seed of the Immortal Technique still did not die. The endless sand and soil gathered together and re-condensed into the appearance of a monk, but he looked at Zhang Qing with infinite fear.
"Not a bad spell." Zhang Qing was a little surprised. He had been fighting for so long, but this immortal spell didn't seem to cause much damage.
"How about you and I just give up?" The immortal monk looked at Zhang Qing. He didn't want to fight with this person.
Zhang Qing glanced around. The monks and demons who were fighting constantly stopped because of their sudden attack, and looked at him coldly.
In the enchantment of Immortal Transformation, the mana and cultivation in everyone's body are disappearing, and they are afraid of this. If Zhang Qing is unwilling to let them go, he will inevitably face a desperate counterattack.
"You think you can kill me?"
A hole was opened in the barrier, and Zhang Mingxian and Zhang Junxiu entered. They looked fearless in the face of the Golden Lotus Plants who were eyeing them eagerly.
Zhang Qing's void volcano erupted, and endless fire-attributed spiritual energy of heaven and earth erupted around Zhang Qing. He planned to refine the golden lotus seed from the Immortal Technique.
"Either die or surrender!" In the space of dozens of miles, the immortal fire burned crazily. The scorching breath shattered the magic defense of countless Qi-training and foundation-building monks, and the immortal magic monks who suffered the most terrifying flames burned even more. His face turned red.
But without giving it time to react, the dragon's roar in the Dragon Shepherd chapter resounded loudly, and along with the gray-white shadows dissipated into the void, the earth-attribute monk was also blasted into yellow sand again and again.
Suddenly, a huge shadow rose from under the ground, a huge ball made of earth and stone, wrapping Zhang Qing in the center, with countless yellow runes flashing on the surface.
"Hahaha! No matter how much cultivation you have, you can never break out of my method of trapping the world!" The monk laughed wildly.
"You've been preparing for so long, and you only got this little trick?" Zhang Qing's voice without any fluctuations rang out in the void. The next moment, everyone saw that on the ball of earth and stone, cracks appeared one after another, and there were red cracks in them. The color of light is revealed.
Stab~
The flames burned all the earth and rocks into ashes. Zhang Qing looked at the monk whose laughter stopped abruptly with an expressionless face. He no longer had any intention of having fun with him.
boom--
A punch fell, wrapped in endless flames, sealing the monk tightly and cutting off all his chances of escape.
"Either surrender and live, or die!" One Qi Transformation into Three Purities was launched invisibly, but it encountered an unimaginable territory.
This person has a trump card! Zhang Qing judged that otherwise it would be impossible not to be shaken by his voice.
"If you don't surrender, then you will die..."
The immortal fire filled the air and directly refined the man. Until he turned into ashes and flew away, Zhang Qing was unable to hear the man's begging for mercy.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, Zhang Qing's immortal golden body shone brightly, and at the same time, the purple gold bowl surrounded his head.
In the purple and gold light, a cold snake-like dagger was quickly approaching Zhang Qing. If it weren't for the resistance of the immortal golden body and the purple golden bowl, its speed would be even faster.
"Is this your method? A third-level peak talisman?" Zhang Qing turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes among the group of foundation-building monks below.
That was the true form of the immortal monk. If it hadn't been for a sudden sneak attack, Zhang Qing wouldn't have been able to tell that the other party actually had the cultivation level of growing a golden lotus.
"You destroyed my puppet, fellow Taoist, are you still not satisfied?"
"Haha, I'm suddenly interested in the methods you have mastered." Zhang Qing smiled, his body covered in gilt armor. At this moment, his aura became extremely terrifying.
The face of the middle-aged man below changed wildly. Before, he only felt that although Zhang Qing was strong, he was not strong enough to kill him. At this moment, he felt like he was destroying the world.
"Fellow Taoist!" In the exclamation, Zhang Qing, who had transformed into a heavenly general, appeared in front of the middle-aged man. Flames surged towards him and covered him. In the red fairy fire, the familiar screams and wails finally fell into his ears.
Qi Yi Hua San Qing erupted again, and a moment later, the Yin Ying middle-aged man who had no ability to resist Zhang Qing finally fell.
The moment he succeeded, Zhang Qing put away all the fairy fire, turned around and flew in the direction of Zhang Mingxian and Zhang Mingxian.
When the three immortal magicians face dozens of golden lotuses from mortal magic species, it is impossible to say which side has the upper hand. Perhaps due to quantity reasons, the mortal magic monks can always gain some upper hand due to the combination of various attributes and means.
But, are the three members of the Zhang family considered to be ordinary immortals cultivating golden lotuses?
In the bloody world, Zhang Mingxian was like an immortal demon, with blood crawling all over his body like a living creature rushing out of the blood again and again.
In his hand, bloody vines danced all over the sky. After swallowing the blood of a dragon, the strength of the parasitic blood vines was unimaginable, and ordinary monks' magical weapons could not cut them off.
The vines are comparable to the body of a dragon, and are no weaker than a complete dragon.
With the addition of Zhang Qing and the middle-aged earth attribute immortals who had been trained later, the balance of this battle began to tilt towards the Zhang family.
