Everyone in the cave was shocked when they heard the roar, and Su Ming, Zhao Yimu, and Han Xin were unconscious when they attacked.
The two demons, the pig and the tiger, both crawled to the ground when they heard the sound, and their whole bodies were shaking like chaff. The green wolf didn't react much. Seeing Su Ming's eyes flashing with silver light, his momentum surged, and he raised his claws and waved out three bright silver claws. , and knocked him flying several feet, falling to the ground. The protective shield around his body was shattered, and the ice armor on his chest also left a claw mark several inches deep.
Then he bit into the ice python seven inches, and with a "click" sound, the snake's body was broken into pieces, turning into ice slag on the ground, revealing the body of the ice gun inside.
The blue wolf's eyes shone with silver light, and he exerted force with his jaws. He let out a low roar and tried to bite off the ice spear in one bite. Suddenly, green arcs of golden light came together, and the spear in his mouth also emitted white light, trembling endlessly.
Qing Lang clenched his ice gun and flicked it hard, and the green arcs of golden light exploded, turning into fireflies all over the sky. The ice spear kept firing, heading straight for Su Ming, who had already stood up.
Before it reached him, the gun trembled and then stopped obediently beside him. Su Ming then shook the short mace in his hand, and the blue light on the mace emitted. The ice armor on his body suddenly returned to its original state. At the same time, with a thought, the ice spear transformed into a big python again, and one person and one python rushed towards the green wolf again.
On the other side, Han Xin also stopped teasing, with a solemn look on his face, and the words "sword", "blade", "kai" and "cleave" flashed with golden light, turning into various weapons to greet the pig demon.
The pig demon kept howling, and its long fangs flashed white, like two sharp scimitars; at the same time, the hairs on its body separated from the body and turned into sharp steel needles, causing a "ding-dong" sound to be heard all at once.
Helplessly trapped, after a fight, his body was covered with large and small wounds, blood flowed, and his small eyes were full of hatred, but all the restraints around him were dissipated during the fight.
The pig demon was breathing heavily, digging its feet on the ground, staring at Han Xin with its eyes fixed on Han Xin, its fangs flashing coldly, and it was about to rush over with all its strength.
Unexpectedly, golden light flashed, and several big characters such as "prison", "trap", "siege" and "resistance" turned into various spells, tightly binding him in place, and then a word "cut" turned into a guillotine that was about ten feet long. , "Puff", blood spurted out, a big pig's head rolled to the ground, and the shrill howling stopped abruptly.
Han Xin put away his spell and looked around: Su Ming and the wolf demon were fighting each other with maces and claws; Zhao Yimu and the tiger demon were still confronting each other, unable to do anything about each other; Yuan Qing didn't know when he got involved with the little beast. The sword energy was everywhere, and the sword intention was soaring into the sky; Zhu Ling'er and Wang Qing were watching the battle on the sidelines, with all their magic weapons and magical powers ready, but they did not take action.
After thinking for a while, Han Xin flew to Zhao Yimu's side and drank: "Brother Zhao, I'm here to help you."
But when Wang Qing came back to his senses from the roar, he saw the two people beside him, one shining with silver light and the other shining with blue light, both staring at the little beast on the high platform. He couldn't help but marveled, secretly thinking that these two people were the disciples of some elder in the sect. .
"Senior Brother Wang, can you recognize this beast?" Zhu Ling'er's ethereal voice came, interrupting his train of thought.
Wang Qing pondered for a moment and said: "The roar is like thunder, and it has the effect of shocking people's hearts; it looks like a raccoon cat, and moves like flying. It is probably the result of a cross between some kind of big demon and a civet cat."
Yuan Qing listened to the conversation between the two and kept his eyes on the little beast. Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes getting stronger, he raised his eyebrows. The unquenched fighting spirit burned even more fiercely. The story of the sages killing demons and defending the Tao in "Luzhou Chronicles" flashed through his mind. fragment.
"Ling'er, Brother Wang, please plunder the formation for me."
"Junior Brother Yuan..." Before Wang Qing could say anything, he saw the sword light and Yuan Qing walked away with his sword.
Zhu Ling'er said calmly at this time: "Senior Brother Wang, there is no need to worry, he knows what he is doing."
When Wang Qing heard what Zhu Ling'er said, he sighed softly: "Okay." But the magic power in his body was ready to move, and his spiritual thoughts were locked on the little beast.
There was a jade lotus floating in front of Zhu Ling'er, and her whole body was filled with mana, ready to take action at any time.
Seeing Yuan Qing's attack, the little beast's eyes flashed with golden light. He raised his claws and smacked them. Four pale golden claw shadows emerged from the void and slashed down like lightning.
The sword light suddenly accelerated, passing through the shadow of the claws in an instant, and rushed straight to the high platform. The little beast exerted slight force on its four legs and instantly flashed aside, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
The sword light turned and followed the little beast. The little beast raised its claws and slapped it again, then turned into an afterimage and dodged again. The two were chasing and escaping like this, the sword light was moving around, but they could never catch up.
After a moment, Yuan Qing appeared on the high platform, calmly and calmly, pointing his sword in front of his chest, and his whole body shone with silver light. The Duan Shui Sword was like a silver paste, its whole body was shining with color, and with the slight tap of the sword finger, it turned into a sword. A silver stream of light flashed away.
The little beast repeated its old tricks, dodging continuously and waving its claws. The flying sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and its speed did not slow down at all. In a blink of an eye, it caught up with the little beast and chopped it down with one sword.
A white light suddenly emitted from the little beast, and then it kicked off its four legs, and more than ten figures appeared in the air. They were all so lifelike that it was difficult to tell the real ones from the fake ones. Duanshui slashed them into the air with his sword.
Then, a blank light flashed on the high platform, and four crystal claw lights came down, glowing with a faint golden light. Yuan Qing's mind moved, and Duan Shui suddenly came back, and the one who came first struck the claws.
With a "clang" sound, the claw light dissipated, and a white figure flew backwards. With a twist of the waist, he landed lightly on the ground. The silver light of the Water-Breaking Sword was dim, and the whole body was shaken. Yuan Qing made a move with his empty hand and stopped at his side.
The little beast licked its paws, as if it had suffered a small loss, and then raised its head to look at Yuan Qing, with monstrous anger in its pale golden eyes.
The four legs kicked hard, and the body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the high platform; a white light flashed, and the sky was filled with white shadows; with a low roar, all four sides raised their claws to take pictures at the same time. In an instant, the claws covered the sky, and the golden light was dazzling.
With a solemn expression, Yuan Qing stretched out his finger and swiped in the air. The Water-Breaking Sword rotated in the air. The shadow of the sword was like a wheel, merging into one, turning into a ten-foot-sized giant sword of brilliant silver light that swept across.
As if the mirror was shattered, "clicking" sounds spread everywhere, and the claws all over the sky turned into crystal fragments, scattered into the void like flowing fireflies, and then the shadows were blurred and twisted like foam, disappearing with the sword wind.
However, the giant sword was not unscathed. The sword was full of cracks. It turned into little silver fragments with a "bang" sound, revealing its three-foot body, which was held in Yuan Qing's hand.
The little beast landed on a rock ten feet away from the high platform, and for the first time his eyes showed seriousness.
On the surface, the Yuan Qing Dynasty appears to have clear clouds and clear winds, but in fact, its Qi Palace is empty, its sword shadow in the sea of consciousness is dim, and it is already at the end of its power.
After a moment, the little beast's body glowed with golden light, and a shadow of a monster several feet in size slowly appeared behind it. It had antlers, a lion's head, a tiger's eyes, an elk's body, a dragon's scales, and an ox's tail. It was extraordinary.
"Qilin! This little beast is actually a descendant of Qilin!" Wang Qing couldn't help shouting when he saw the shadow. Zhu Linger frowned when she heard this, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Roar" After a thunderous beast roar, the phantom lion opened its mouth wide, and a bit of golden light appeared out of thin air. In a few breaths, it swelled into a ball the size of a palm. As the phantom spit out forcefully, a beam of brilliant light spread across it. Ten feet away, he hit Yuan Qing directly.
When Yuan Qing saw the phantom of Qilin, he suddenly felt heroic. The sword shadow in the Sea of Consciousness shone brightly, and the embryo of the Qi Mansion sword rotated at an extremely fast speed. Everything was forgotten except for one sword.
Suddenly there was a sword cry, chanting straight up, clear and far away, and then the sword light flourished. The Water-breaking Sword hugged Yuan Qing and rose up from the ground, turning into a three-foot-sized silver sword. The sword body was crystal clear, the sword intention was condensed, and it carried wind and thunder. With such force, he slashed down the little beast with one sword.
There was a roar, and the giant sword hit the beam of light.
At the beginning, the journey was like a broken bamboo, unstoppable. Gradually the crystal light dimmed, and the sword body was covered with dense porcelain patterns. With a soft sound, Yuan Qing flew more than ten feet backward with his sword.
Just when he was about to land, he saw two figures flashing past, Yulian turned slightly, and the young man was gently caught.
In front of Hengjian, he fell down on the lotus platform, but the young man's eyes became clearer and clearer, and soon he burst out laughing, his laughter wanton and hearty.
On the other side, after a blow, the unicorn's shadow slowly escaped into the void. The little beast also showed signs of exhaustion, lying on the ground, breathing heavily, but it recovered after a moment, and with murderous intent in its eyes, it was about to pounce again. Xiang Yuanqing.
Suddenly there was a cry, and Zhao Yimu was seen wielding several green rainbows to chop the immobile tiger demon into a pile of corpses; then a crescent moon seemed to rise in the cave, and in the flash of silver light, Su Ming was knocked upside down. Several feet away, the ice armor was shattered, blood was vomited from the mouth, and the aura around his body was dim.
Then the green wolf bit down on the ice spear, and with a low roar, the spear broke, and with a flick of the tip, it pierced Su Ming's chest with a "puff" sound.
Upon seeing this, Han Xin hurriedly ran to Su Ming, took out the elixir and gave it to him to drink; Zhao Yimu waved his hand and used more than ten flying needles to tattoo the green wolf. At the same time, Wang Qing waved his banner and summoned several fire snakes to rush towards the little beast.
The little beast rolled its eyes and let out a "ooh" sound. At the same time, he snapped a picture and swept away the fire snake.
The green wolf understood immediately, howled, and the hairs on his back flew out like spikes, clashing with the flying needles. Then he waved his claws and released three thick claws to attack Zhao Yimu, but his own figure kept dodging towards him. He ran towards the entrance of the cave.
"I want to escape!" Zhao Yimu snorted coldly, avoiding the claws and following closely behind. Wang Qing also took out his giant ax and flew toward the little beast with a ball of fire.
The little beast shot its claws continuously, and the shadows of its claws attacked the two of them overwhelmingly.
The green wolf was extremely fast and came to the little beast in just a few flashes.
As soon as the shadow of the little beast's claws stopped, a yellow light appeared in its eyes, and with a low roar, several earth walls rose from the ground, reaching the top of the cave. Then it jumped on the green wolf's back, and in a blink of an eye, it was out of the cave and disappeared into the dense forest.
Zhao Yimu and Wang Qing saw that the claws in the sky were all gone, and they accelerated quickly. Unexpectedly, they ran into several earth walls head-on. After smashing them in anger, they could not see the shadows of the two demons.
The two looked at each other, and then the royal weapons returned and stood beside Su Ming and Yuan Qing respectively.
After Su Ming took the elixir, his breath gradually stabilized. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the tip of the spear, then attached a green talisman to his body. Then he just sat there, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
After Yuan Qing took the elixir given by Zhu Ling'er, he meditated on the lotus platform to regain his breath. At this time, his whole body was shining with silver light, and his breath was getting stronger and stronger.
Two hours later, Yuan Qing opened his eyes, came down from the lotus platform, and said softly: "Ling'er, thank you."
Zhu Ling'er put away the jade lotus and responded with a smile.
Wang Qing clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Brother Yuan is really an eye-opener for a certain family. With this kind of swordsmanship, no one in the younger generation of Xuanyuan can match him!"
Yuan Qing did not answer, turned around and smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for protecting the law."
"You're welcome, but it's a pity that those two monsters escaped." Wang Qing waved his hands indifferently, and then said with a slight frown.
"This is such a small matter..."
"Let's go over and see Senior Brother Su." Seeing that the two of them were still chatting, Zhu Ling'er reminded him.
The two of them were startled at the same time, and then laughed. Zhu Ling'er shook her head helplessly, and then the three of them flew towards Su Ming together.
After another half an hour, Su Ming woke up from his trance and saw everyone waiting not far away. He stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Su Ming accidentally made everyone wait."
Everyone stood up to return the courtesy, and Han Xin said in a deep voice: "Junior brother Li unfortunately passed away, the green wolf and the little unicorn beast disappeared, and the remaining monsters were all punished. I wonder what Brother Su's next plan is?"
Su Ming looked around and said calmly: "Of course it's to clean up the battlefield. Su feels guilty. Except for Junior Brother Li's identity token, I won't take any of the other materials and magic weapons. Please do it yourself."
Except for Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er, everyone else acted as if they were taking it for granted. After hearing this, they immediately set out to search.
At the same time, a huge green shadow was galloping through the forest, and a small pure white beast above its head slightly closed its eyes, as if it was resting.
Suddenly, as if he had dreamed of something nasty, the little beast opened his eyes, waved his paws viciously at the air a few times, let out a "meow", then lay back down, and fell asleep after a while.
When Xuanyuan went down to the sect, a flash of lightning flashed, followed by rolling thunder, and a skinny old man wearing linen clothes appeared in front of the Sutra Pavilion in the back mountain.
Immediately, there was a flash of blue light, and a middle-aged man in a black Taoist robe appeared in front of him, bowed and said: "Master Lei is here, I am sorry for being far away from you, I apologize. I wonder what important matters Master Lei has during this trip?"
The old man stretched out his dead wood-like palm, raised his empty hand, and said in a deep voice: "Accept a disciple.
