In an instant, the thunder was great, Ling Xian's eyes shrank suddenly, Monk Jindan, it was really extraordinary, even if the oil was exhausted, he could still cast an awesome spell.

This rune treasure is actually offensive and defensive.

Those golden-armored warriors had a mighty appearance, and the weapons in their hands were also different, but at this time, they were wielding them together.

Thorn ......

As they moved, a long golden light appeared, tearing through the air and colliding with the roaring snake.

Suddenly, the hissing sound was loud, and the several snakes in the front, almost as soon as they made contact, burst open and turned into a thick black mist.

But soon, in the black mist, a new snake was born.

Endlessly, this snake seems to be an immortal body.

Hundreds of feet away, a hint of ridicule appeared on the face of the demon clan Tianjiao, and suddenly his hands were clenched, and a crackling bone explosion sound followed.

The Xuan Snake in front of him suddenly began to respond, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and the body of each one suddenly swelled up, originally only the thickness of an arm, but in an instant, it expanded several times.

On the surface of the skin, there are also scales and armor that stretch, and the appearance has become hideous and ugly, and at the same time, the breath is also soaring.

"Hiss......"

The snake roared loudly, and those pythons spit out waves of light, and in the blink of an eye, they intertwined with the whistling golden light.

Suddenly, the sound of popping was endless, the wind was like a knife, scattering in all directions, there were no flowers and trees around, and a barren mountain a hundred feet away was also affected, and large and small gravels fell to the ground.

And those big pythons have rushed forward.

Soon, he was fighting with the Golden Armor Samurai.

The roar shook the earth.

For a while, flying sand and rocks were obviously just two people's fighting methods, but the scene was extremely grand.

The Golden Armor Samurai was defeated.

Demon Clan Tianjiao also sneered and walked over.

"Hide. Where can you hide, hand over the treasure, and spare you from dying!"

"Don't think!"

With a loud bang, the ancient bell suddenly flew up, and the dead wood real person's face was pale, but his hair was all open: "Junior." The deception is too much, and if you want to snatch the blood of the Phoenix God, you can, take your life. ”

Before the words fell, I saw him open and close his hands wide, pulled down the storage bag on his waist, and threw it into the air. The sky is full of light.

In the glow, a jade bottle about an inch high came into view.

The bottle is small and exquisite, faintly exuding a warm luster, itself is a good treasure, "bang" a cork automatically opened, and the crisp phoenix sound came out.

Nine days back.

A small phoenix comes into view.

It's only the size of a bean, no, where is this phoenix? It was just a drop of blood, but it condensed into the shape of the King of Birds.

There was no warning. The surrounding air became hot, and the phoenix, the god of fire, and the phoenix nirvana, represented the hope of rebirth from the fire.

Suddenly, the drop of blood bloomed with a hint of red. Brighter and brighter.

The fire was mixed with gold, and a noble and gorgeous aura was about to come out, and then, it really turned into a phoenix.

He is only a few feet long, noble and gorgeous, but he is like the real king of birds.

"Don't you want the blood of the Phoenix God. If you have a life, take it!"

Deadwood Zhenren's face was full of hideous resentment, and now, he knew that it was difficult for him to leave this treasure intact, on the one hand, he was seriously injured and ran out of oil, and on the other hand, the enemy could not be measured by ordinary demon clan Tianjiao.

The chances of being spared are slim, but he will never offer the treasures he has worked so hard to get with his hands.

Use the secret technique to stimulate the blood of the phoenix god and use it as a weapon to kill the enemy.

This is by no means the best policy, but it is a last resort in this case.

"You ......"

For the first time, the face of the rebellious demon clan showed a hideous and fearful color, shocked and angry, waved his hands again and again, opened his mouth and spit out, but it was a black thing.

It looks a little like a carapace, but it is very broken, but the lines on it are obscure and simple, and there is a faint smell of Taoism.

Then, without hesitation, he spat out a mouthful of blood at the carapace.

This is naturally not ordinary blood, but the blood of cultivation, whether it is for monks or demon clans, it can be said to be extremely precious.

A pale color also flashed on the face of the demon clan.

Seeing that the blood of cultivation was submerged into the carapace, however, the surface of this treasure did not have a trace of red, but became deeper and deeper.

It's as black as ink.

Then on the surface of the carapace, a black silkworm actually appeared, spit out a puff of black silk, and wrapped the demon clan Tianjiao.

The whole process is full of rabbits and ducks, and a black silkworm cocoon comes into view, which is really a dazzling means of defense.

Then, the phoenix flew in front of him.

Everywhere they passed, those snakes seemed to have seen a nemesis, and they retreated one after another, not daring to attack them directly, and some retreated a little slower, and even burst directly.

And this time, even the black mist was swallowed by the flames of the phoenix, and naturally it was unable to generate a new snake.

The power of the phoenix is staggering, and this is just a drop of the phoenix's blood.

Inside the silkworm cocoon, the face of the demon clan Tianjiao was full of paleness, and his unruly expression had long disappeared, this was his secret technique at the bottom of the box, but it was hard to say whether he could escape the catastrophe in front of him.

The abominable Deadwood Venerable.

But now, depression is useless.

Now, it is too late to use other means, and even if they do, they may not be of any use.

Although he didn't want to admit it, resigned to fate was his only choice.

The time is so fleeting, but it is so difficult, the fiery phoenix is less than two feet away from him.

Whether it is dead or alive can be seen in an instant.

The demon clan's Tianjiao's face was distorted, and he desperately injected the mana of his whole body into the cocoon in front of him.

However, at this moment, a mutation protruded.

The phoenix was only two feet away from him, and his figure suddenly stopped, and then with a flap of his wings, he actually changed his direction, no longer looking like the demon clan Tianjiao, but rushed to the direction of the lake on the side.

It was just a small lake the size of a hundred feet, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a waterhole, and it was inconspicuous.

And this change was hasty, whether it was the dead wood real person or the demon clan Tianjiao, they were all stunned.

Why is that?

The two almost thought their eyes were wrong.

However, the ears began to deceive.

But when I heard a loud bang, the phoenix with the fire in the sky had already sunk into the small lake.

Suddenly, the huge waves were monstrous, and then, they were evaporated and roasted by the flames, and the dense water vapor turned into white mist, and in all around, the madness dispersed.

Deadwood's real face is as white as paper, the last killer feature, how can it be such an ending.

On the other side, the danger was turned into a disaster, but the expression of the demon clan Tianjiao was not much better, his face was gloomy like rain, and he flew over like a small lake with the demon wind. (To be continued.) )