In the distance, the little civet pounced on several moon-worshiping monks. Seeing how powerful this black leopard beast was, the moon-worshipping monks did not dare to confront it head-on. They kept wandering around and fighting with it, using some spiritual power from a distance. Baoxian Shu rejected it.
After fighting like this for a while, several monks in the middle and late stages of the Three Yang Realm also joined the battle circle, wanting to surround and kill the little civet on the spot.
This time, I really thought too much. Suddenly, the attacks around me continued to gather. The little civet cat's body, as black as brocade, began to appear and disappear as it jumped up and down. Not only those overwhelming magical skills were blocked by it. It was easy to avoid it, but it became extremely difficult to even stop it.
"Hey, gone again!"
"Here, hide!"
"Go over there!" "Ah..." While all the moon-worshipping monks were trembling with fear, they saw a black shadow appear in the sky from time to time, mostly grabbing those slower Tongyuan realm and parts. The monks in the early and middle stages of the Three Yang Realm were ruthless.
As soon as they got close to him, black light floated on both claws and they beat wildly. The spiritual treasures and magical arts that those people sacrificed were like paper mache, and they were beaten to pieces in an instant. If they were blocked by a strong person in the late stage of the Three Yang Realm, A moon blade slashed out, killing and injuring several people. Even a strong man in the late Three Yang Realm was also injured by the moon blade.
For a time, those moon worshiping monks were all in danger and avoided them like snakes and scorpions.
At this moment, the little civet was on one side, dominating the surroundings, but the several swallowing realm fairy beasts above the mountain forest were in trouble. Because the fairy beasts that rushed out from the previous group were too conspicuous, Liu Qingyi chased several moon-worshiping monks. After the battle reached a distance, the green-scaled demon tiger and the three-cornered giant lizard rushing forward were directly taken care of by a Three Yang Realm monk and several Tongyuan Realm monks, and they suddenly lost their previous majesty.
As a huge and most capable immortal beast, the green-scaled demon tiger still jumped out from the siege of these monks, but Wang Tianshui's triangular monitor lizard was in dire straits. Its level was much lower than that of the Green Scaled Demon Tiger, and it rushed too far forward. It was hit randomly by several spiritual treasures and magic. After a while, it fell to the ground, already dying.
As soon as Yan Kuan drove the green-scaled demon tiger out of the battle circle, he leaned towards the little civet.
He knew in his heart that as long as he got close to Liu Qingyi's ferocious big black cat, these moon-worshiping monks would have nothing to fear.
Sure enough, once the green-scaled demon tiger got close to the little civet, those who were chasing it did not dare to get close.
There was nothing that could be done about this outcome. In fact, the ferocity of the black leopard beast chasing and beating him everywhere had frightened all the moon-worshipping monks.
But in this way, the three beasts, Storm Eagle, Silver-patterned Iron-clad Lizard and Split Wind Fox, will bear the brunt.
When Li Deqiang saw Yan Kuan driving the green-scaled demon tiger to the other side, he quickly led the silver-striped armored lizard to follow him.
Xiao Jingyan's Fengyun Eagle persisted for a few breaths before being beaten by a group of moon-worshipping monks, including a strong man from the Three Yang Realm, until he whined repeatedly. Large amounts of blood rained all over his body, and as he struggled, he shot countless black-feathered arrows. He resisted for a moment, then spread his wings and flew around several people at high speed, trying to avoid their attacks with speed.
Li Gongjun's Wind-Splitting Fox was also stabbed by a giant fork at this moment, letting out a high-pitched scream, and when it drew several wind blades in front of him, he flew back and quickly retracted into the forest. .
At this moment, the seriously injured and dying Triceratops monitor lizard had been summoned back by Wang Tianshui under the cover of the Black Water Vertical Striped Bee.
Bu Jiu then drove the Blackwater Vertical Stripe Bee to spray out a stream of black water, eroding the sword light that was slashing at Fengyun Ying. He turned to Xiao Jingyan and urged: "Junior brother Xiao, call back your Fengyun Ying as well! "
Yan Kuanda said excitedly: "Yes, everyone go back and let Yun Yu and I deal with them."
Li Deqiang nodded and smiled: "Elder brother has great courage."
Since then, there were only a few immortal beasts from the Sanyang Realm disciples and four immortal beasts from the Miaoyuan Peak lineage left in the sky, fighting with the moon-worshiping monks.
Yan Kuan's immortal beast, the green-scaled demon tiger, and Li Deqiang's immortal beast, the silver-patterned iron-clad lizard, under the cover of Bujiu's black water vertical striped bees, rushed towards the lower-level Tongyuan realm monks from time to time, and worked together to kill them.
Once the Three Yang Realm monks arrived, the green-scaled demon tiger and the silver-patterned armored lizard retreated to the side of the little civet under the cover of the black water vertical striped bees. This round of operations directly knocked out a group of moon-worshiping monks. I hate it so much that my teeth itch.
Bujiu's black-water vertical-striped wasp body has the ability to escape from the ground, and it attacks continuously. The bee venom sting gradually plays an extremely important role. After being shot, many moon-worshiping monks become more and more sluggish in their movements. Either he was hit by the claw of the green-scaled demon tiger, or he was hit by the ring of the silver-patterned armored lizard, which caused him to be seriously injured.
As a result, due to the strong performance of the four immortal beasts in Miaoyuan Peak, the group of moon-worshiping monks gradually became chaotic. Almost a little civet cat was chasing people in front and slapping people, and an elusive black wasp below was also following them. Following the overwhelming black water and poisonous stings, the green-scaled demon tigers and silver-striped lizards behind them followed and picked up the advantages. It was such a weird combination, but it directly penetrated the moon-worshiping monks from the outside to the inside.
At this moment, the situation in the field immediately changed. Seeing this situation, the Tongyuan Realm disciples of the three major immortal sects in the forest all rushed out and began to gradually chase and kill the incoming Moon Worshiping Monks.
In the far sky, Liu Qingyi was having a fierce fight with a monk in the middle stage of the Three Yang Realm. The white light thorns surrounding his body kept cutting forward, and the black hurricane and cyan wind blades released from the wind pot bag surged towards him.
All kinds of methods are now being used with the strength of the Three Yang Realm, which is much more powerful than before. In addition, although these white light thorns are only Tongyuan Realm sword styles, they are derived from the enchantments of ancient swordsmanship, and they are made from fairy treasures. The level of Haoyuan sword manipulation seems to be far beyond that of the same level.
The man only lasted for half a moment before a ray of light penetrated the body-protecting magic and blasted a large bloody hole in his chest.
The man was seriously injured and retreated several feet after being hit. He was hit by a green wind blade, and his entire right arm was immediately thrown to the side with a shower of blood.
"Senior Brother Wu! Back away!" At this critical moment, a woman in white with an exquisite figure and a pretty face rushed to the side and raised a silver flying sword to save him.
Liu Qingyi raised a white thorn and fluttered it out to the side, sending the silver flying sword flying several feet away.
When he turned around, he realized that the woman in white who was attacking was only at the first level of the Three Yang Realm, but she had a beautiful face. He couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart: "This girl is not bad looking!"
After thinking about it like this, he struck with two more thorns of light. Unexpectedly, when the woman saw that the injured middle-level monk had already fled away, she just made a feint with her flying sword, and then she also fled away.
"Run away?!" Liu Qingyi was stunned, a stern expression appeared on his face, and he softly chanted: "Ice Cloud Migration Technique!"
With his current strength in the Three Yang Realm, when he used this Ice Cloud Migration Technique again, his speed was already as fast as thunder. Several groups of white mist appeared in the sky, and their figure had already followed a few feet behind the woman in white.
When the woman in white saw Liu Qingyi approaching in an instant, she panicked and hurriedly drove her flying sword to slash backwards. She also held up a purple jade spiritual bowl that swelled several times in the wind and refused to block it.
During this series of hurried actions, a large net flashing with green and yellow light spread all over the sky, instantly covering the girl, the flying sword and the jade bowl in the net.
Liu Qingyi rushed over, looked at the woman in white in the net, and said with a chuckle: "Little girl, why don't you surrender?"
The woman in white clothes was suddenly tightly wrapped up in a big net. She couldn't help but froze on her face. After hearing Liu Qingyi's words, she said angrily: "You...are dreaming!"
As he said that, he made the flying sword pierce randomly in the net. Not only was it ineffective, but the net surface became tighter and tighter.
As soon as Liu Qingyi used the power of wind and thunder in the net to crush him, the woman in white had no choice but to sacrifice the purple jade bowl of spiritual treasure to fight with her life.
After persisting like this for several breaths, an electric snake finally landed on the woman's ankle, causing her to tremble all over and let out a scream.
"Hey, hey." Liu Qingyi grinned and said, "Let me see how long you can hold on?"
At this time, most of the moon-worshiping monks above the mountain forest had been killed and scattered, and the remaining ones were almost surrounded and killed. A large number of Tongyuan realm monks poured out of the forest, a group here and a group there, began to chase. Fighting with a few lone moon-worshiping monks.
The leading man in brocade robes on the Moon Worshiping Party forced away a Three Yang Realm monk from the Bone Pattern Sect with one sword. Seeing that his side had suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time, he couldn't help but regret in his heart: "It seems that I really came here by the wrong person tonight. !”
After thinking this way, he kept shouting: "Get out! Get out!" In fact, there was no need for him to shout. Among the group of people who came, only those who were driven away by the little civet and other fairy beasts accounted for More than half.
The man in the brocade robe knew that the situation was over, and as he flew back, he heard a tender cry from the side: "Brother, save me!" He heard the sound and looked around, and was surprised to find a blue leaf in the night sky not far away. A white figure was tied up in a large yellow net. Once he took a closer look, he screamed: "Junior Sister!!"
The woman in white clothes in the net looked at the man in brocade robes, with a look of sadness on her face, "Brother, it's all my fault... for walking slowly!"
The man in brocade robes didn't need to think too much, and he slashed Liu Qingyi with his flying sword, while throwing it at him as fast as a big bird.
"He, there are reinforcements!" Liu Qingyi glanced at the woman in white in the net, smiled softly, and sent out several white thorns forward, and then used the wind bottle bag to blow out several black rays towards the man in brocade robes. Little hurricane.
Inspired by its soul chain, the little civets that were chasing the moon-worshiping monks had already rushed over with the green-scaled demon tigers and silver-patterned armored lizards.
The man in brocade robes was in the air, holding up a yellow flag to deflect several hurricanes, and shouted angrily: "If you dare to stop me even if you are only at the first level of the Three Suns Realm, you will die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword he raised was deflected by several thorns of light, and several green wind blades followed by black hurricanes followed, all falling on the yellow flag, making a series of slapping sounds.
After this delay, several fairy beasts headed by the little civets had already rushed closer, and a moon bud light blade came through the air. The man in brocade robe quickly drove his purple flying sword to meet it, and the sword body touched the moon bud light blade. However, it was chopped to the point where it made a buzzing sound and immediately lost its power of control.
At this moment, the man in the brocade robe was stunned with shock. Before he could recover, several more green scales and rings were fired at him, followed by several small black hurricanes accompanied by green wind blades. Attacked.
In an instant, all kinds of lights and shadows in the sky intertwined into pieces, drowning the man in brocade robes like a tide.
Some people died, but not completely...
