Ling Xian's face was full of solemnity, he didn't expect that little bit of magic power just now to have the effect of defeating the enemy, as a barbarian demon beast, Han Qi's prestige spread far and wide, even if it was a few immortal cultivators in the late stage of the tribulation, they might not necessarily have the certainty of victory in battle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What to do?

Although Ling Xian had anticipated the danger of this trip, he never dreamed that he would encounter such a monster in the end.

Why is it here?

Where did Taixuan Zhenren go?

There were too many doubts, which made Ling Xianru fall into the clouds of five miles, and it was the best description to be puzzled.

Of course, Ling Xian also understood that there was no point in finding the bottom line, and how to get out of here at this time was the most important thing.

But that's right, but he didn't dare to run away.

Although most of the four of them can't fight together, at least they can barely fight, and if they escape, the end will be much more miserable, and they will be broken by each one if they are not careful.

All in all, Ling Xian would not do such a stupid thing.

The gray-robed old man had a similar idea.

As for the woman in black, she wanted to escape by luck just now, but she almost fell, if it weren't for the help of Ling Xian and the three of them, she would have already returned to the underworld.

As the saying goes, eat a trench, grow a wisdom, since she has already done a stupid thing once, the same mistake, of course, will not make a second time.

Therefore, although she was afraid in her heart, she could only choose to stand with Ling Xian and the others.

There is no other option these days.

Only by joining forces can there be some possibility of turning the danger into a disaster.

Of course, there is little hope.

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The four of them were like this, and the rest of the monks who participated in breaking the formation could imagine the panic in their hearts.

Especially the fall of the bald man, the shock to them is not trivial.

One by one, if they didn't see it with their own eyes, who could believe that a monk of the dignified Tribulation level would fall like an ant?

They were all scared silly.

At this time, he finally reacted, and began to panic.

I want to get out of this place.

However, to make such a choice, at least for the moment, seems too stupid.

Roar!

The earth-shattering roar came into his ears, and Han Qi had already scattered the Tianfeng Divine Fire, and his eyes were already a little annoyed.

At this moment, the movement of those people scattering and fleeing made it even more angry.

The claws lifted and slapped downward, and as it moved, the wind overflowed.

Suddenly, dense wind blades scattered out in all directions.

This is not the ordinary Wind Blade technique in the Five Elements Foundation, and its power is staggering.

Although it is not enough to tear the void apart, it is not comparable to ordinary treasures.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the screams reached my ears.

There were hundreds or thousands of monks who escaped, and the directions of escape were different, and the escape techniques they performed were even more different, such as wood escape techniques, earth escape techniques, and so on.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's all strange.

After all, even if it is a low-level immortal cultivator, if conditions permit, they will try their best to cultivate one or two life-saving secret techniques.

What's more, the lowest cultivation in the field is also in the Yuan Infant Stage, and there are no longer a few gods and Xuanxuan, and these people, of course, also have their own ability to save their lives.

At this moment, no one dares to hide it.

It all worked.

Their purpose is simple, they want to save their lives.

But all the efforts were of no avail.

All the monks present returned to the underworld.

None of them slip through the net.

The four of Ling Immortals couldn't help but gasp.

They were all immortal cultivators who had survived six Heavenly Tribulations.

The ordinary monks below are also similar to ants in their eyes.

It's not hard to kill.

But it is impossible to be as neat as Han Zhu.

It's a lot of work, and it's hard to get out of the way.

Seeing the slight knowledge, from this point, we know the gap between them and Han Qi.

"Do it!"

The gray-robed old man shouted.

But make a choice between the night, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and it is difficult to win with the opponent at this time.

He didn't want to fall.

The only way to do that is to get ahead of the curve.

With the method of rushing to attack, there may be a slight chance.

So he shot crisply.

Not only sacrificed the natal treasure, but also released several other magic weapons of his own.

They were a golden flying fork, a first-class ancient treasure in the shape of a star hammer, and a bronze ancient bell the size of a fist.

Each one is extraordinary, and at first glance it is a treasure with a great history.

Either it was full of inspiration, or it was wrapped in dense runes, and it smashed through viciously like a pestle.

When Ling Xian and the three of them saw it, they didn't dare to slack off, and they released their respective treasures and attacked at Han Qi.

But what happened next made their eyes widen.

Roar!

Han Qi raised his head and let out a roar, and then the unthinkable happened.

This guy's already powerful and abnormal aura actually skyrocketed several times, far surpassing that of an ordinary immortal cultivator in the late stage of the Tribulation.

Is there a mistake, Ling Xian was shocked.

Could it be that Han Qi didn't use real kung fu just now, just playing, and at this moment, he showed his true strength.

"It's not good, you must not be able to fight, even if the four of you go together, you are just looking for death. ”

Ling Xian made such a judgment in an instant, not because he was as timid as a mouse, but because the strength of the enemy was indeed staggering, and the gap between them was too big.

Ling Xian took back his treasure.

Among the four, the gray-robed old man was the fastest one.

Needless to say, he was in the worst situation at the moment.

If you want to change your moves, it's too late, and Han Ji has already reached the situation where he is close at hand.

Roar!

Hanqi turned his head and let out an angry roar at him.

Suddenly, the sound waves visible to the naked eye instantly submerged all the magic weapons he had hit.

Suddenly, the aura of several magic weapons became extremely dim, and it was obvious that the power of this roar had caused a great loss to the spirituality of the magic weapons.

The gray-robed old man's expression was even more sad.

However, after all, he was an immortal cultivator who had experienced a hundred battles, and he reacted very quickly, and sacrificed a magic weapon in the shape of a shield in time.

The treasure grew larger, blocking his entire body.

However, the next moment, the Han Zhu took advantage of the situation and crashed headlong.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The shield seemed to be condensed, but it couldn't resist it at all in the face of the ferocity of the sword, and it was like paper paste, and it turned into countless pieces at once.

Then the gray-robed old man flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and he was seriously injured and dying at a glance.

The whole process is complicated, but in fact, it is only a fleeting effort, in all fairness, this gray-robed old man has a good strength, otherwise when he fought with Ling'er just now, he would not have been on a par.

However, at this moment, in the face of Han Qi, the gap was too big to describe in words, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were defeated in an instant, and the three of Ling Xian didn't even have time to come to the rescue.

Could it be that this is the true strength of the Savage Demon Beast?