Song Ciwan rained down fire from the sky, almost killing everyone.
This kind of fighting power shocked Xie Yunfeng and others who were fighting with the weird melee in front. A thought suddenly appeared in everyone's mind: Oops, someone cut off the beard!
One of the warriors even cursed on the spot: "Damn it, where did the Dragon Crossing the River come from?"
He filled up with anger and swung his knife forward, which just made a hole in the strange pile in front of Xie Zhang.
Xie Zhang screamed at that time, rolled and crawled out and rushed out.
More weirdness pulled behind him, and he screamed, stretching out a hand and shouting: "Dad! Save me!"
Xie Yunfeng had no time to think about himself. He threw a small black ball in a hurry and said: "Zhang'er, open the shield quickly, and I will use the Mysterious Thunder Bead to help you clear the way!"
boom!
The Xuan Lei Bead flew into the air, but for some reason, it hit a flying disc magic weapon shot by a monk on the other side.
The two collided, and the Xuan Lei Pearl instantly flew upside down and flew towards Song Ciwan.
It flew at an extremely fast speed, which could be described as lightning-fast.
In an instant, there was only a bang!
Xuan Lei Zhu exploded.
A ball of thunder with white light flickering in the darkness struck Song Ciwan head-on.
Xie Yunxiang in the rear suddenly screamed: "Brother Xin Dao!"
He was anxious and angry, and then he came to his senses. Without hesitation, he quickly covered his face with the human skin mask that Song Ciwan threw to him, and then attached a magic talisman to himself, and then he stepped forward and flew Run straight towards Song Ciwan.
At this moment, the scale of heaven and earth appeared around Song Ciwan.
A strong emotional ball was collected: [Human desire, the shock, anger, and worry of the immortal cultivator in the Qi transformation stage can be sold for three pounds and two taels. 】
Xie Yunxiang was still shouting in pain: "Brother Xin Dao!"
Song Ciwan:...
Thank you very much.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Xie Yunxiang saw layers of fine white light suddenly appearing on the body of the young man at the center of the thunder.
These masks appeared quickly and dissipated quickly.
But although they dissipate quickly, they can't hold back their large numbers.
The layers upon layers upon layers upon layers are simply endless.
The warriors in Xie Yunfeng's camp were stunned, and they couldn't help but spit out: "Damn it, what kind of turtle is this? He..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Ciwan suddenly took a step forward.
In fact, there are only ten armor talismans stacked on her body. Ten armor talismans are endless.
But at this moment, the armor talisman's light flashed one after another, and from a visual effect, it was very bluffing.
And the most important thing is that when masters compete with each other, sometimes what they need to fight for is this moment.
So when six of the ten armor talismans were destroyed one after another, Song Ciwan stepped forward.
She used the wind control technique, a proficient level wind control technique.
The practice of wind control is not as easy as that of an unskilled grass flyer, but Song Ciwan relied on his excellent understanding to improve it to the mastery level in a short period of time.
When she moved, she was not only moving with the wind, but it was as if a hurricane was being generated behind her.
The hurricane blew past, and Song Ciwan was instantly out of the range of the thunder.
She raised her hand and quickly kneaded the secret, her fingers formed an afterimage in a moment, and a fire dragon as thick as a child's arm formed between her fingers, with a ray of fire of the Heart Sutra hidden in it.
Song Ci shouted in the evening: "Go!"
In an instant, the fire dragon raised its head, crossed the distance of space, and roared towards the front with a blazing and evil aura.
hold head high--
In a trance, there seemed to be a dragon roaring.
The reason why there is a dragon roar is actually because Song Ciwan once witnessed with his own eyes the situation where the dragon Xiao Hong, who was dozens of miles long, was cut into pieces by a thousand swords.
Even though Xiao Hong seemed to have no power to fight back at the hands of the Dragon Girl at that time, in fact, he could transform into a dragon and survive for thousands of years. The tyranny of the dragon body has long been beyond the understanding of the world.
Song Ciwan witnessed the grand scene of dragon slaying at that time, and it actually left a very deep impression on his heart.
At this moment, she was witnessing the battle, and suddenly she felt an inspiration. The scene of the giant dragon flying into the sky seemed to turn into a special image, which had a strange resonance with the blazing fire technique she was performing at this moment.
At the moment when the dragon ascended, the entire space seemed to be stagnant for a moment.
A dozen low-level weirdos who were close to them screamed in an instant, and then exploded, dispersing into light smoke on the spot.
The monks in Xie Yunfeng's camp didn't have time to react, and Xie Yunfeng himself didn't have time to react either.
He was originally in the late stage of Qi refining, and his cultivation level was a little higher than Song Ciwan's, but when the fire dragon attacked, he only had one thought flashing through his mind: It's over...
It was really over, he couldn't avoid this heart-wrenching blow.
When the fire dragon struck, the robe on his body emitted bursts of light.
But the defensive ability of this robe was like paper. In an instant, the robe shattered, and Xie Yunfeng screamed and flew out.
The flames burned on his body, and he knocked down dozens of weirdos while flying upside down, and finally landed in front of Xie Zhang with a thud.
The scene was silent for a moment, and even the gray wanderers who only had simple instincts seemed to be frightened in some way.
Behind him, Xie Yunxiang was stunned again.
He just launched a sprint, and the Taoist brother "Xin Mian" in front of him had already completed a stunning counterattack.
Song Ciwan received another emotional ball: [Human Desire, the surprise, joy, and sorrow of those who are cultivating immortals in the Qi Transformation Stage, can be sold for a pound or five taels. 】
In fact, it was not only Xie Yunxiang who contributed the emotional energy, but also Xie Yunfeng, who was killed by her, and his emotions were even more intense.
[Human desire, the shock, anger, and hatred of those who are cultivating immortals during the Qi refining period can be sold for three pounds or six taels. 】
There were several other monks who witnessed this scene.
[Human desire, the shock, anger, and fear of a warrior in the early stage of awakening to the second level of Xiantian, can be sold for one pound or two taels. 】
[Human desire, the shock, worry, and fear of an innate martial artist can be sold for two pounds or two. 】
[Human desire, the surprise, worry, and joy of those who are cultivating immortals during the Qi refining period can be sold for a pound or a tael. 】
…
I don’t know which member of Xie Yunfeng’s camp is actually happy in addition to shock and worry?
However, Xie Zhang screamed, and Xie Yunfeng bumped into him, contaminating part of his body with flames.
Xie Zhang hugged Xie Yunfeng in pain and cried, "Dad!"
Behind him, more weirdos came up, and they pressed Xie Zhang under him, and also pressed Xie Yunfeng further down.
Low-level gray wanderers only have instincts. They instinctively learn to bully the weak and fear the strong, and instinctively follow the rules of the Eternal Pavilion, tirelessly continuing to try to assimilate Xie Zhang.
"You deserve to die, you broke the rules, you deserve to die..."
"Go to hell, no, you don't have to die, you can stay with us."
"Hehehe, let's return to eternity..."
More and more strange things were suppressing him. Xie Zhang, who was lying below, gradually became silent. Xie Yunfeng, who was further below, dissipated the firelight and stopped moving.
In the human world, on Wangjiang Mountain, the remaining monks who witnessed this scene were speechless for a while.
