The little boy who knelt before the grave and sobbed has grown up.
Everyone has unique characteristics, most of which are in appearance. However, Zhuo Feng is the type who is not handsome but still attracts attention. He is cold and quiet, and his expression has not changed for several years. Many monks feel that most of the monks in Chunyang Palace All very cold.
Zhuo Feng frowned.
"Hanba? How dare you come out?"
He waved to the five monks to leave quickly, and at the same time sent a message to the station outside the ancient battlefield to come quickly. Drought Demon is not something to be trifled with...
The drought is so cruel that it feels like burning.
Ban, a drought ghost. Dead bodies become stiff due to changes in the environment. They eat human blood. Over time, they will become drought demons if they eat more people. Drought will cause disasters in the world and cause thousands of miles of scorched earth where they live. They are powerful and have bodies as iron as iron. The evil spirit is strong and extremely toxic. Enter the Six Paths.
There were only two masters at that temporary station, Zhuo Feng and a monk, both of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage. The monk went to assist another battlefield today and was not at the station, but encountered the Drought Demon. Zhuo Feng felt heavy pressure. When the letter came back, it also asked the resident to quickly contact the powerful person to come and destroy the demon.
Drought Demon stared at Zhuo Feng and bared his fangs. It needed blood food, especially the blood of a powerful being.
"If I eat you, I will become stronger."
Zhuo Feng ignored the threat and took out a golden talisman from his storage bag. The golden talisman was covered with mysterious runes. It was a high-level corpse-suppressing talisman made by Chunyang Palace, specially prepared for the legendary Drought Demon. .
Han Bao unconsciously took two steps back after Zhuo Feng took out the golden talisman...
In the grass in the distance, five monks lay down in the grass and peeped regardless of the situation. This was the legendary Yuanying master fighting against the drought demon. It was very rare. If you can experience it from a distance, you can learn one or two moves or feel the artistic conception, which will be of great use in the future. It would be really stupid to run back in a daze.
"Are we taking too many risks..." The bearded man was a little scared.
The middle-aged female cultivator lightly kicked the bearded man.
"Quiet, don't be discovered by zombies!"
The five of them continued to peek from a distance, not knowing that Zhuo Feng only wanted to scare the monster back instead of fighting head-on. He was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and it was dangerous to fight alone. There was no problem in protecting himself, but he could not let such evil things go. Get through the defense.
I thought that the Corpse Suppressing Talisman would scare it away, but I didn't expect that Hanbao didn't want to retreat today.
The corpse suppressing talisman is dead, and you need to press the talisman on the head or chest of the Hanba to be effective. If you think about this, you will know that the other party will definitely not stand still and wait for you to apply it.
Hanbao looked at the Corpse Suppressing Talisman and then at the sky in the distance. His fangs protruded and he rushed towards Zhuo Feng with a bang!
"evil creature!"
Zhuo Feng scolded angrily, and the sword light was dazzling in an instant!
Pure Yang moves can restrain evil objects. Zhuo Feng is better at Pure Yang moves than a certain dragon. He saw the sword light piercing the sky and making Drought Demon roar. The flying swords flew like shuttles. Two powerful beings kept moving quickly. Now basically Drought Demon was attacked desperately. Chasing Zhuo Feng, it seems that Zhuo Feng has the upper hand, but the actual situation is not optimistic. Drought demons have rough skin, thick flesh, copper heads and iron arms and are not afraid of injury. Zhuo Feng is different. His physical strength is not as strong as that of zombies. If he misses, he is very likely to fall here!
The five people in the distance were dumbfounded. It was rare in their lives to see Yuanying masters fighting and killing each other, especially Han Bao.
"Senior Zhuo is so amazing..."
The bearded man admired Zhuo Feng and wished he could come forward to offer him tea and become his disciple.
Their cultivation base is too low and their vision is limited. They have no idea that Senior Zhuo is trying hard to delay time, waiting for all the powerful men to come here and join forces to kill Han Bao.
The flying sword vibrates, the sword shines brightly and fights against the bull!
The swordsmanship is much more exquisite than that of a certain dragon. If Bai Yujun saw that the kid's swordsmanship was better than his own, he might blush and be embarrassed.
The sword's radiance was dazzling, and it cut across Hanbao's hard body, making a sound of gold and iron. The remaining power swept across the ground and caused sand and rocks to fly!
The zombie Hanba roared and slapped away the flying sword. The palm of his hand was cut open by the sharp flying sword and recovered in the blink of an eye. He rushed towards Zhuo Feng very fast, and his fingernails were black and poisonous.
"Don't run! Coward!"
Zhuo Feng was too lazy to answer, and kept flashing and moving to control flying swords and bombard him with spells.
The Sandaowan riverbed suffered disaster.
The Hanbao was furious and smashed wildly, exploding with swords and spells. The riverbed was filled with dust and rocks, shattering and leaving pits everywhere. It hit the dilapidated village from the riverbed, smashed the broken wall and bulldozed it, and then hit it on the mound. The scene was heated.
The five monks hiding in the distance were stunned, their admiration for Zhuo Feng was like endless yellow sand...
In fact, Zhuo Feng began to consider whether to retreat first. It was difficult to cause fatal damage to him at the moment. It would be great if senior brother and sister Zixu were here, or Jin Xu who used the heavy sword would be fine.
As I continued to fight, there were black clouds rolling in from the sky, as dark as a line, getting bigger and bigger!
Hanbao looked at the approaching dark clouds a little impatiently.
The five people lying in the grass looked at the black clouds that were getting closer and closer in shock. The rolling black clouds were like ocean waves. A strong wind was blowing. There was thick moist water vapor in the wind. Is it going to rain? Where did the rain come from? Is the drought in the Northland about to end?
Black clouds threaten to destroy the city, and there is heavy rain under the clouds.
Finally, the black cloud slowly but firmly came to the top of the head. What was strange was that the dark cloud kept moving forward and back as if it was struggling. Looking at the Drought Demon, the five monks knew that it must be the Drought Demon that was causing trouble to prevent the rain clouds from approaching...
"Look...dragon! That's a dragon!"
There is a slender white figure flying in the clouds, with four claws, swimming in the clouds.
"Ho~!"
The dragon's roar shocked my heart, and I saw the white dragon circling several times and heading straight to the ground! There are small clouds around me, and thunder and lightning flash when I walk!
Zhuo Feng, who was restraining Han Bao, was stunned for a moment. It felt so familiar...
Back then, he was caught in the mouth of a special senior sister from Chunyang Palace and fled. Later, he helped him find the remains of his mother. Although he was a snake, his kindness was greater than the mountain.
It has been hundreds of years, and I never thought we would see each other again.
"Senior Sister Bai!"
A wandering god was almost caught by Hanba.
Senior Sister Bai? Several monks were confused and couldn't understand the relationship between the dragon in the sky and the words "senior sister".
Looking from behind Bai Jiao, one can see that the body is twisting and turning quickly and heading straight to the ground, the air flow is whirring past, the limbs are close to the body, the snake's tail is swishing to accelerate, the Qi machine is tightly locked on Hanba, and the momentum is rising to accumulate strength.
The relationship between Jiao and Drought Demon is not good, or in other words, everyone and all monsters dislike Drought Demon and instinctively reject it.
It swooped down, enveloping the air flow and passed over the heads of the five onlookers. The strong wind blew the five people rolling and crawling, withered grass and yellow dust flying everywhere, and the smell of the ferocious beast scared them all into cold sweat.
From a distance, a huge white dragon jumped from the clouds to the ground, and then... violently hit it.
Getting closer……
"Roar!"
Time seemed to slow down and stand still.
The white dragon opened its big mouth and exposed its sharp teeth and bit hard at the drought demon. The movement slowed down, and the drought demon also raised its hands in extremely slow motion to block its upper and lower jaws to prevent it from being bitten. The huge impact caused it to slide backwards and sink into the soil!
He didn't bite, but with the help of inertia and speed, he grabbed hard with his two sharp front claws as he passed by the drought demon!
Drought Demon screamed.
"Ouch..."
His waist and abdomen were scratched with sharp front claws and there were several bone wounds!
