Countless churning flames burned on the turtle shell, like a red sea of fire. Even if most of the people had tempered their spiritual consciousness, they could not resist the power of Meng Qianqiu's technique.
The cool breeze blowing from all directions did not intensify the fire, but rather extinguished it.
The turtle shell formed a raised area, and more than a dozen monks each occupied a favorable position. Qi refining masters such as Yan Zun, Ye Shan, Lu Xiaoyun, etc., all used methods to suppress the bottom of the box. Everyone surrounded Meng Qianqiu, and the whirring wind became more and more fierce. , the searing pain left by Bai Niao Chao Feng was greatly reduced. After the situation became calm, several people rose up and threw the magic weapon they had treasured for a long time at Meng Qianqiu.
"Meng Qianqiu, there is no need for you to be arrogant! This is your burial place, take your life!!" Yan Zun shouted angrily and took the lead in attacking her. At this time, Yan Zun's body was surrounded by a He formed a circle of extremely fine sawdust. With a wave of his hand, all the pieces spun rapidly, forming four flexible withered branches in the blink of an eye.
Lu Xiaoyun did not summon his giant stone puppet this time. Instead, he revealed a pentagonal ancient gray mirror. This object was filled with ice flames. Just by looking at it, he felt a cold air coming over him, and a very strong energy was sealed within it. The fluctuation of spiritual power must be another rare treasure.
Although the magic weapons used by Ye Shan and others are traditional weapons that transform into spirits, after all, the advantage lies in their quantity. If compared, they all have their own merits.
"Come on, let's go together! Let me see how capable you are!!"
Meng Qianqiu faced the pressure of more than a dozen qi-refining masters without fear. After the giant turtle dived several feet underground, she finally took advantage of the bumpy gap to take action.
The frozen crystal grass flew out from Meng Qianqiu's sleeves, like slender satin falling in the air, and the silvery light shone, making almost all the monks avoid it.
If you examine each branch as white as jade with your spiritual consciousness, you will be surprised to find that it is actually mixed with two mutually exclusive spiritual powers. No matter where it falls, it will trigger a series of terrifying effects.
No one knows how many magic weapons and supernatural powers Meng Qianqiu has in her body, but what she sees before her eyes is something that no one has ever come into contact with before. It has to be said that powerful enemies are surrounding her, and she has also used real methods.
The four branches in Yan Zun's hand were clearly intended to restrain Meng Qianqiu's arms, but in the fierce collision between her unknown weeds and the branches turned into sawdust, everything came to nothing.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
There was an earth-shattering crashing sound. No matter where the ice crystal grass in Meng Qianqiu's hand was drawn, it would cause a violent fluctuation on the turtle shell. More than a dozen monks were dodging and attacking crazily on it. The stream of light was rewinding, shouts, and Demonstrations continued.
The smell of decay and death permeated the air again, not only for the people on the turtle shell, but also for Chen Mo and hundreds of other monks on the fringes.
Everyone felt their breathing was sluggish, and even the operation of their spiritual power became much more difficult.
"Right there, the turtle shell was shattered by Meng Qianqiu!!" A young monk was shocked beyond measure.
Chen Mo was currently clutching the tail of the giant tortoise tightly, looking very uncomfortable. Others were probably like him, unable to even do such a simple thing as standing up.
On this behemoth, only standing on the turtle shell can offset its downward momentum. But once you stand up, you will have to face a decisive battle with Meng Qianqiu and more than a dozen masters.
Even some monks who have good self-control don't dare to be in the limelight at this moment. They still stay on the edge and see if there is a chance to fish in troubled waters.
The same was true for Chen Mo. He followed the young man's words and looked around. A hole several inches long was indeed broken not far away from him. A disgusting aura was continuously spreading out from the turtle shell.
In about ten more breaths, the smell that corrodes his consciousness will reach him.
Thinking of this, Chen Mo no longer hesitated and immediately changed his position and jumped towards the front of the giant turtle.
Moving the body above the giant turtle is a very dangerous thing. The bumpy process takes a short time, and it is extremely easy to be targeted by other monks and become their dead souls.
"Hey, another big fish is coming!!" Chen Mo could only hear such a cheering voice in his ears. He immediately snorted coldly, and the heavy water fish scales emerged. With a crisp sound, Chen Mo landed safely. Near the neck of the giant turtle.
It was easy to kill this person. Chen Mo didn't want to show off in front of other monks. He knew exactly where this place was and being too ostentatious was not a good thing.
What's more, on top of the giant turtle, everyone can barely protect themselves, and who can show how much strength they can use to sneak attack others, so Chen Mo took out the fish scale armor as a defense, which was also a careful consideration.
"Get away! I've taken this position!!"
There was actually a monk hidden under the giant turtle's neck. It was the young man who appeared with Zheng Qianjun when Chen Mo exited the soul-increasing pool. He vaguely heard Wan Qing say that this person's surname was Wu. Apart from that, he All I know is that he is a disciple of the Underworld Cult.
Accompanying the words of the young man surnamed Wu, there was a red violent wind blade. This monk directly had murderous intentions. If Chen Mo insisted on charging, he would definitely be split in half by his attack.
"go!"
Chen Mo didn't even think about it. The purple liquid in the pear flower bottle instantly condensed into a light mist. The moment the wind blade sank into it, it was like stepping into a quagmire. The sword light bounced from Chen Mo's waist. After breaking up the offensive, a green light point came straight out. The young man surnamed Wu has his eyebrows.
The latter's expression suddenly changed, as if he didn't expect that while his killing move was neutralized by the other party, he still had room to fight back. He hurriedly made a seal with one hand, and the coffin he was carrying behind him suddenly glowed with a burst of red light, getting brighter and brighter. It seems that he wants to fuse the strongest soul to fight against the enemy.
Naturally, Chen Mo would not do as he wished. Killing him while he was sick was the basis of the battle. With a thought in Chen Mo's mind, the three-color Xuantian Lotus in the sea of consciousness turned around, and his consciousness turned into a sharp gray lightning. He struck straight at the young man named Wu.
In his momentary trance, Chen Mo used the Afterimage Corroding Heart Sword, which he had not used for a long time, and pierced his body-protecting Qi with a cold light with one hand. Just as he was reaching for his Dantian, the tip of the sword was suddenly touched by a ball of silk. It was wrapped up and couldn't go any further.
"What a risk!!!" The young man surnamed Wu was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, he spent a lot of money to buy this piece of self-defense clothing, otherwise he would have been damaged in this small hole today! !
"This guy is so fast!" His mind was filled with thoughts of escaping at this moment. A master would know the depth of the move after a few breaths. If everyone hadn't been hanging on the giant turtle and unable to cast magic weapons and high-level spells, he might have struck three times in a row. I can't even move away!
By chance, the giant tortoise of the Desolate Desolation accelerated its pace for some unknown reason, and all the monks hanging on its back swung their bodies collectively. Taking this opportunity, Wu Zhan jumped up hard, preparing to find another place to hide. He could not afford to offend him but could still escape. , wait until the limelight has passed!
However, Chen Mo didn't want to let him go like this. As long as he got out of the pear flower vase, this person would never leave alive!
Chen Mo also rose into the sky. In an instant, the life-threatening howling thunder and dense green sword shadows hit Wu Zhan like a violent storm, making him unable to move away. The sound of rumbling was endless, and the power of the three swords coming out at once made Wu Zhan unable to move away. The space here also became distorted.
"Don't bully others too much!!!"
The red light behind Wu Zhan was getting weaker and weaker due to Chen Mo's consumption, and there were faint signs of damage. He yelled and wanted to forcefully summon the main soul and return!
This was his trump card. He originally thought that he would wait until the monks on the turtle shell were almost beaten, and then he would reap the benefits, but the current situation was not good. I am afraid if it continued like this, he would not even be able to see that scene. Problem.
"Way to go!!"
Chen Mo also responded with two words. The next moment the dragon came out of the sea, its indestructible claws thrust forward, and a domineering dragon power easily dug into Wu Zhan's abdomen through the previous trauma.
"Bang!"
Wu Zhan's body suddenly trembled like chaff, and his face was bleeding from all his orifices. Until now, his face still had the same eagerness to fight, as if everything was frozen in this moment.
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