Lin Mo and others were well-established in their advance and retreat, and the spells they performed were adjacent to each other, but they were separated from each other. If one person moved, five others would move, as if they were one body. The five fairy swords greedily absorbed the spiritual energy of the fairy mountain, and turned into sword lights that filled the sky, crisscrossing the sky, pointing directly at Jiu Ying's vital points.
The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and the Nine Infants flashed and moved, advancing and retreating quickly. They had enough energy left under the siege of the group of cultivators, and they did not sacrifice any magic weapon to meet them after a long fierce battle!
Bathed in the black mist, his body was indestructible and he withstood thousands of sword rays. His posture was still cool and unrestrained, as if he was not suppressed by the Fanghu Immortal Mountain.
The more the cultivators fought, the more frightened they became, but the more they aroused the idea of killing the beast. If the Nine Infants were allowed to jump into the world, countless people would suffer.
Everyone has a tacit understanding in their hearts, those with agile swordsmanship will rob the air and fetters, those with calmness will defend from the side, and those with fierceness will advance and attack fiercely. The group fight was ingenious and cunning, and it was unparalleled in its changes, but it did not show signs of failure for a while.
Qing Ming stepped into the sky, pinched his fingerprints, and made a sharp stroke with his slender palm, and the top of Fanghu Mountain was instantly shaken.
The spiritual energy all over the sky responded to the call of the immortal technique, and rushed straight into the battle circle briskly and neatly. Dots of spiritual crystals attached to the six green pure bamboos.
Crystal shadows flowed, the dome was pulled by the strange air, the dark sky revealed a little blue, and the brilliant skylight was vaguely visible.
Jiuying was extremely impatient and said to himself: "Ignorant human race, my ideas are too naive. How can Fang Hushan really suppress me?" Then he clasped his hands and hugged a group, and the black energy around him condensed and released, wrapping around a thin and The tough iron chain suddenly swung out.
The iron chain broke through the air, like a flying dragon, rolling and flying in the battle circle. The shadow of the chain was suddenly horizontal and vertical, curled and entangled, and killing moves appeared in an endless stream. The sword light that came to attack was completely difficult to get close to.
Suddenly, the shadow of the chain suddenly spread out, and Jiu Ying made a move to pounce. Everyone in Lin Mo looked at each other in shock, and their figures retreated.
The flower stream moves like a butterfly piercing the flowers. The lotus feet touch the pine needles, and then jump up, waiting for another attack. But when he raised his eyes, he saw the iron chain coming through the air in pursuit. Without any clever changes, it was like a violent wave of fierce water, flowing thousands of miles and piercing straight into the Dantian.
Huaxi didn't have any chance to breathe. The frightening murderous intention invaded her body in an instant. She was so distracted that she froze on the spot, without any energy left to dodge.
At this moment, Qing Ming flew across the sky and suddenly let out a loud roar.
The whistling sound was like the cry of a phoenix, and the heaven and earth were lifted low by it. With the majesty of looking down on all living beings, the six pure bamboos dragged the green light and knocked down Jiu Ying's head.
The strong wind howled, the cold and murderous aura pressed down, the whole void suddenly tightened, and the fighter suddenly felt his body sluggish.
Jiu Ying seemed not to have expected the power of Qing Ming's attack to be so shocking, and immediately did not dare to insist on killing Hua Xi. The end of the chain suddenly swung across Huaxi's waist and ribs, and then the chain quickly wrapped around six pure bamboos.
Huaxi's pendant sword blocked for a moment, and suddenly there was a burst of sound, and the fairy sword broke in response. As the black mist approached, a beautiful figure was shot into the dense forest with a bunch of blood, and it was unknown whether it was alive or dead.
The momentum of the six pure bamboos was extremely domineering, and wherever Jiu Ying stood, the grass, trees, bamboos and rocks were crushed into pieces. Jiu Ying tried his best to support, and the black mist supported the iron chain straight into the sky, while the end of the chain was tightly wrapped around the bamboo stick.
The blue sky sank, and the black mist rose up, intertwining into a strange sky.
Qing Ming opened her teeth lightly, and the incantation sounded like a whisper. The spiritual energy surrounding the six pure bamboos suddenly boiled, and large runes sprayed down from the bamboo body.
Jiu Ying secretly complained. It was not that he disdained the use of the magic weapon, but that the magic weapon had not yet been refined for sacrifice and could not be used. It was better than nothing to intercept this iron-forged rope chain from the ancient well, but now it is shaken against the six pure bamboos of Hongmeng Holy Treasure and others, and the disadvantages are immediately highlighted.
Qing Ming fought head-on with the divine soldiers, and the pressure of the six pure bamboos became stronger and stronger. "Crack, click, click!" There were a series of explosions, and the chain could no longer hold on and was broken into pieces.
Jiuying was still grinning ferociously, waving his claws together, the black mist billowing, trying to use his magic power to recast the thin rope and continue the fight.
The six pure bamboos trembled and spit out a golden thunderball.
The thunder ball turned over and pressed down, rolling rapidly into the black mist. Jiuying suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard, his breath was weak, and he said angrily: "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"
Upon seeing this, the group of cultivators beat up the drowned dog and raised their swords to kill him crazily. The six pure bamboos were also knocked down, and Jiuying was crushed into a puddle of flesh.
Golden arcs of electricity crackled among Jiuying's corpses, and thick black mist floated over the mountains and fields.
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Although Huaxi was not in danger of life, he was seriously injured. Lin Mo put him into the Sumeru Ring to heal his injuries.
This ring is half a mustard seed and can be divided into multiple spaces to store spiritual energy. It has multiple functions such as a storage ring, a liquid storage bottle, and a spirit beast bracelet. With a little arrangement, it can also be carried by people who are inconvenient to travel.
The corpse of the Nine Infant Beast lay on the ground without any sound, only a wisp of black energy lingered in it, lingering for a long time.
Lin Mo gritted his teeth and raised the fairy sword to add a few more swords, but something strange happened in Fanghu Fairy Mountain.
The fairy mountain shook slightly, and wisps of earth energy spread on the top of the mountain. The Nine Infant Beast's voice sounded again: "Not bad, not bad. You all are so powerful that I didn't expect it."
The black mud suddenly stood up, still steaming with black air, turning and floating in the air like a rag.
Qing Ming watched with cold eyes and looked around the group of cultivators: "The rumors are true. Although the Nine Infant Beast does not have an immortal body, its nine heads have nine lives."
Jiuying smiled and said: "Hey, although there are many pretentious people, the one who can really kill me has not been born yet. If the fairy understands the current affairs, why not agree to the request?"
Qing Ming said calmly: "You are not ashamed to speak so loudly, so what about the person who suppressed you in the first place?"
Jiu Ying was stunned for a moment, then he laughed at himself and said, "Everyone stumbles, and a horse stumbles. If that person could kill me, how could he have the chance to meet a fairy now?" After saying this, he smiled triumphantly.
Qing Ming sarcastically said: "Your Excellency's ability to comfort yourself is truly outstanding."
Jiu Ying said disapprovingly: "The weak will eat the strong, as is the ancient saying. A momentary victory or defeat is not enough to determine success or failure."
Qing Ming frowned and sneered: "No gossip, this peak master is not short of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. Your Majesty, please feel free to have a taste of it."
Jiuying was silent for a while, then said bluntly: "How many more are there?"
Qing Ming was stunned when he heard this. This monster seemed to be beyond common sense. The problem was so weird! He immediately said angrily: "Eighty Bai'er."
Jiuying was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "The difference between good and evil is only a matter of one thought. Evil can be transformed into good, and good can be transformed into evil. People in the world respect Fanghu Mountain as a fairy mountain. I will let you have a glimpse of its elegance today." Bar."
The black mud suddenly dispersed, and in an instant it gathered again into a nine-headed monster. The nine heads were twisting, and the noisy, harsh and obscure spells echoed on the top of the mountain.
Suddenly the clouds were thick and the wind was howling, and Fanghu Mountain suddenly changed into a different scene.
The blue sky dimmed, the rich spiritual energy dried up, the vegetation, mountains and rocks were covered with a strange layer of dead gray, and the fierce water surged into the sky, causing the mountains to be devastated. Qing Ming was stunned and couldn't guess what this monster wanted to do.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the deepest part of the ground. The sound was rapid and approaching. It seemed that something unknown was responding to Jiuying's call.
Jiuying laughed wildly and said: "This mountain has been with me for thousands of years, this is her true face!" After saying this, the mountain shook, and then a shocking spiritual pressure was released from the ground.
Evil spirit! The violent evil spirit!
The evil energy deposited in Fang Huxian Mountain seems to be even worse than the spiritual energy.
Jiuying turned his head and tail and bathed in the evil aura, his cultivation aura rising steadily, not to mention how arrogant he was.
Everyone's expressions changed. With Jiu Ying's current cultivation level, Qing Ming might not be able to shake him.
Qing Ming's knuckles turned white, and he firmly grasped the six pure bamboos in his hands. The vast magic power in his body rushed into the bamboo, and the emerald green light became bright again, and countless green runes circulated around the bamboo body. .
The Nine Infant Beast snorted coldly, raised its body and shrank its head to gather strength in order to deliver a full blow.
Lin Mo and others glanced behind Qing Ming and transported mana into Qing Ming's body through the air. Killing one's body to achieve benevolence and sacrificing one's life for justice. Even if it is really impossible to escape this disaster, the group of cultivators will make a desperate move.
Jiu Ying let out a roar that shook the sky, and the nine heads stretched out the black clouds, carrying countless ice pick sparks, fire spears and water arrows to attack like an overwhelming force.
The void trembled, the ear-piercing screams were heart-wrenching, and the hurricane swept across the entire mountaintop instantly.
Qing Ming gritted his teeth and released the six pure bamboos that he was eager to try. The green runes broke free from the restraints, holding the green bamboos like a divine dragon emerging from the water, and rushed forward like swallowing rainbows.
The bright black glow and the Yingying green light bite together again.
The sky is like a splendid and colorful royal garden, with icy flowers twinkling, candle flowers blooming, divine symbols floating all over the sky, bamboo shadows swaying, green flowing across the sky, the scene is gorgeous and heroic.
Crazy air currents are rushing wildly in the mountains, helpless creatures are shivering, and they are bearing the coming of the end with sorrow and sorrow. The whole space is filled with desolation.
The battle between black clouds and green lights was in full swing, when suddenly a golden shadow suddenly appeared, and six or seven bright Nine Heavens Divine Thunder rolled down rapidly.
Jiuying looked slightly suffocated, and then said decisively: "I want to see how powerful the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is."
Jiuji's head suddenly spurted out nine black fires, forming a dense black net to cover the divine thunder. The golden arcs and silver threads on the surface of the divine thunder danced, making a sizzling sound when touched. The black fire continued to cover the thunderballs layer by layer. Wrapped in it.
Qing Ming hurriedly moved the seal to summon the divine thunder, but suddenly felt that he had lost his senses.
Jiuying collected the thunderballs in the sky and said with a ferocious smile: "You can use whatever means you have!"
Qing Ming was too lazy to talk, so he smiled mysteriously. This smile was full of profound meaning, which made Jiu Ying a little suspicious.
Suddenly, a thunderball was activated, and a blue arc as thin as a hair shot out, hitting Jiuying's head at lightning speed.
"Thunder Road!" Just as Jiuying exclaimed, he heard a sizzling sound. His body was instantly blackened, and he was knocked to the ground without any control.
Sooner or later, three heads saw the situation earlier, struggled to break free, gathered into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared into the fierce water like sparks.
Qing Ming couldn't catch up and was secretly annoyed.
Lin Mo sighed: "The ferocious water has wild waves and huge waves. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find Jiu Ying's hideout."
Qing Ming also sighed: "You can't kill the nine heads with one blow, the Nine Infants will always come back."
Lin Mo looked at the fairy mountain and said bitterly: "Although the fairy mountain is there, it is a pity that it has been half-refined by Jiu Ying into a magic weapon. What a waste of nature!"
Qing Ming said with a smile: "The pure spiritual energy that the fairy mountain breeds could wash away the sinful atmosphere, but the evil spirit deep in this mountain is so strong that it is already called the fairy mountain." The group of cultivators hissed after hearing this.
All the remains of Jiuying turned into ashes and disappeared into the air with the wind.
