Su Jingshang was ten zhang away from the old road, and the blood sword had already rushed behind him, and it was a golden light that was dazzling, and the thirty-three sword feathers in the fire wings of Yuanji Tiandu floated out!

The repetition of the old technique seems simple, but from the two sides to now, it is only a breathing effort, and the first 'Sword Domain' that Su Jing laid to save Fan Qiao has not yet dissipated, and the prototype of the second Sword Domain has taken shape again

The blood sword entered the domain, trembling involuntarily by the turbulent current, and the offensive was blocked. But the demon Dao cultivation was far superior to Su Jing, and his thin and long hands pinched the sword technique violently, and he shouted again in his mouth: "Disease!"

The power of the blood sword skyrocketed, breaking through the sword feathers and stabbing Su Jing directly.

At the same moment, Su Jing seemed to know that he would not be lucky, his eyes were round and his hands were pinched to urge the spell, and the sun in the air was shattered in response to the law, and he wanted to launch the bone golden crow again, and seek the same fate from the enemy.

The demon Dao had already taken precautions, and how could it be effective, and his body shook violently to the side, but he had just stood firm, and before he had time to take a look at whether Su Jing was pierced by his own blood sword, he broke out again, and he was hit by Su Jing's sword again, still a bone golden crow, and still an instantaneous sword.

This time, the Bone Golden Crow Sword did not come from the Golden Wheel, but from Su Jing's hand.

The bone golden crow can be hidden in the golden wheel, and the spell is broken and extinguished in an instant, but if Su Jing wants to use the golden crow sword, he does not necessarily have to summon the golden wheel first, and it is more worry-free to 'stab' it directly.

However, he still made a sun, and broke the sun before moving the sword, and the demon dao naturally wanted to hide from him, Su Jing's bone golden crow shot with a sword.

Lao Dao is preconceived, and he has never dealt with Su Jing before. How could I have thought that this kid's tricks are endless, and when he saw that the sun was broken, of course he had to hide, and after dodging, he naturally thought it was okay.

But Su Jing's current 'Bone Gold Crow Instant Annihilation Sword' was only refined to ten zhang power, and the enemy couldn't reach it if he was a little farther away, so he had to fight forward just now!

'Wow' screamed, this time there was no 'robe to pay for life', what flew in was the bone gold crow, and what flew out was the blood gold crow, and the old Tao's heart was pierced by Su Jingyi's sword.

And Su Jing is on this side. The wings bloomed with golden light for the third time, and the thirty-three sword feathers fluttered for the third time!

Eighteen years of refinement, ninety-nine Gengjin sword feathers. Su Jing was able to pull up three swords in a row. Again and again, again and again! The blood sword was blocked again, although it was only for a moment, but it was enough, enough for the bone gold crow to penetrate the strong enemy!

Plasma gushed, and the demon path fell backwards and flew away. How could he control the blood sword again, Su Jing's body shook slightly and escaped.

But the Qiqiao Demon Dao is not dead, the 'third skill', is full of heart.

His real point is that he can change his feet back and forth in his heart, and even if he cuts off his head, he can still grow a head, and if you want to kill him, you have to create his feet in his heart.

However, a large hole was dug out of his chest by the bone golden crow, and even if he didn't die, he was seriously injured. How dare the demon Dao stay and fight any longer, and his body suddenly turned into a blood mist.

The fourth coincidence, blood trace.

The blood mist of the demon path incarnation did not condense into a ball, but scattered and collapsed.

Boom, blaze!

How quickly the blood mist dissipated. The fire rises as quickly as it rises, and the blood mist spreads as far as it covers. Su Jing couldn't tell that the demon Dao was hiding in that drop of fog and dust, and he didn't need to distinguish it, he just burned it over.

Fan Qiao stood tall in the air and hung his head in a daze

Shocked by the situation before him: a sea of fire, blazing and enchanting. Su Jing was in the middle of it, flying and domineering!

He was also shocked by the battle that had just fallen from the Rabbit Falcon: what treasures Su Jing had in his hands, Fan Qiao probably understood, and from beginning to end, he only had sword feathers and bone golden crows, and would rather venture into danger than not use the Immortal Ming Venerable and other treasures.

Is it too late or arrogant? No, there is no other reason: Su Jing wants to refine his sword.

All things are black, the flames of war are forged, the glory comes from the east, and the fierceness gathers from the west. 'Sword Brake Tianwu' must not only be tempered in the fire, but also tempered in the battle.

In the midst of the flames, a scream sounded: "The great immortal spares his life, the villain has eyes and does not know the golden immortal, offends Tianwei, knows his mistake, is willing to serve as a slave of cattle and horses, and begs the great immortal to spare his life." "If you haven't been seriously injured and escaped from the sea of fire and other idle ears, but the demon Dao is so badly injured, how can you still have the strength to resist the real fire of the Golden Crow.

The demon path was refined into its true form, a three-foot-tall black-flowered giant mosquito, covered in flames, with scorched wings and long legs, wailing and begging for mercy. At this point, he has no more strength left, among the seven tricks of talent, four of them are broken, and the remaining three are the techniques of driving away the 'withering', and the other two are the benefits of cultivation, which are useless in fighting.

The demon Dao howled miserably, but he still couldn't understand it in his heart, it was just a fifth-order minor cultivator, how could he lose and be killed.

Su Jing collected the scorching flames elsewhere, but the yang fire added to the demon has not disappeared, in the end, it is a formed demon of interest, and it can still hold on in the yang fire, and it can't die for a while. The Qiqiao Taoist screamed and begged for mercy, thinking clearly in his heart, as long as he could save his life today, even if there was no chance of revenge in the future!

The young man is soft-hearted, listening to the demon Dao hissing for a long time, Su Jing seemed to be unbearable, frowned, and walked to his side.

The demon dao endured the great pain and stopped rolling, begging in his heart that the young man could extinguish the flames for him, and sure enough, Su Jing reached out and took away the Qiankun bag that the demon dao hung on his feet.

The fire is blazing, and after a cup of tea, the demon is finally refined, the body is turned to ashes, and the soul is completely scattered, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

Su Jing took the demon's bag, turned around and discussed with Fan Qiao: "You take me to fly into it, I'll open this bag, and we'll divide it equally." ”

The golden crow destroyed the ban, and the cultivation of the Qiqiao Demon Dao was a cut higher than Su Jing, but the refutation of miscellaneous demon techniques was no match for pure yang fire, and at dawn Su Jing's face was happy: "It's open!" After saying that, he shook the bag, and then his joy turned into consternation, and he hurriedly tied up the bag with an "oops" sound.

The boy's movements were not unpleasant, but more than 100 mosquitoes still flew out.

A bag full of 'withered'! All of them were released, and there was another cloud of mosquitoes. But this litter is not a demonic 'clan', and he has not yet fully cultivated.

Seeing Su Jing hurrying, he summoned a little real fire to burn the mosquitoes that escaped. Fan Qiao couldn't help but want to laugh.

After receiving the real fire, Su Jing pondered for a while, and did not destroy the bag of disgusting things, but turned back to Fan Qiao and said, "It's all for you, I don't want it." ”

Fan Qiao was startled, and he didn't want to shake his head directly: "I don't want it either." ”

Su Jing was not ordinary generous, waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite to me!" Stuff the haode bag into Fan Qiao's hand.

Then Su Jing sat cross-legged, took out his silk silk, and rummaged through it. I found an exercise and looked at it with relish

A day later, the positions of the little master of the bright top and the sword boy changed. Instead, Su Jing urged a heavy fire cloud to drive, while Fan Qiao sat aside, holding a jade slip that copied the trick, and studied it carefully.

After a long time, Fan Qiao took out the 'mosquito sac' of the Qiqiao Daoist, released a 'withered', followed by a true flame, and with a bang, the mosquito burned to death.

Fan Qiao frowned, and pondered the spell for a while. The second time it was released, it was burned to death, and so on, and more than 100 were burned to death in one day.

Su Jing finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Shengsheng Chiyan is not your luck method" Next, I will explain the luck method, flame liliang control, and so on.

Fan Qiao's jade slip is an exercise that Su Jing specially copied for him from the silk. 'Shengsheng Chiyan', which sounds like 'sheng', is actually quite vicious, and it is a method specially used to refine evil beasts, refining their bodies and strengthening their spirits, but destroying their souls!

This fire art is fierce and domineering, and it is extremely demanding for the caster. With Su Jing or Fan Qiao's realm, it was far from enough to fully grasp it. It's not that you can't cultivate now, it's that cultivation doesn't have any effect. For example, even if it is a little demon of the first spirit level, the soul is also strong and abnormal, and the little monk of the Five Realms uses the red flame to refine it, and before he can burn his soul, he will destroy the body of the little demon Ding first. And when used on ordinary beasts, even if it can keep its body, its body has no mana, so what is the use of refining it.

However, this pocket of mosquitoes is an exception, born with mana, but the body of mosquitoes is less spiritual and unintelligent, and the soul is pitifully small, and it is just right to use 'Shengsheng Red Flame' to refine.

What's especially wonderful is that Fan Qiao's cultivation of the 'Cloud Scorching Fish Flame Spectrum', once it is unleashed, there will be a cloud of law, if a large group of invisible mosquitoes are hidden in that cloud, the golden wheel of the master of the bright top hides a murderous white bone sword, and the sword boy hides a blood-sucking invisible mosquito in the magic cloud. That's a good match.

'Shengsheng Red Flame' is a truly complex spell, and Fan Qiao can't practice it well for a while. Su Jing taught, and said, "You release a mosquito, and I'll show you." ”

The boy obeyed, released a mosquito, and then the lord burned him to death with a wave of his hand.

Su Jing's face was not red: "Another one." ”

"One more. ”

"One more. ”

“”

The two of them are high from the mountain, urging the fire clouds, and you and I are burning mosquitoes one by one, all the way to the south. A few days passed, and the road was safe. Fly away and hurry, but you can't always fly in the sky, and occasionally you will land to breathe and recuperate.

On this day, the two of them chose a flat plateau, rested for half a day, and were about to set off again, when layers of black light flashed not far away, and a man in Tsing Yi in his early thirties appeared.

A man with a face like a beautiful jade, starry eyes, silkworm eyebrows, and red lips that is too beautiful to look like a human.

The other party came without warning, and Su Jing didn't notice it in the slightest before he appeared.

Vigilant in his heart, Su Jing nodded slightly to the other party, not going to say anything, and was about to urge Yun Jia to leave, when the man in Tsing Yi suddenly smiled and said: "Two little friends, please stay, I have something to ask." ”

As he spoke, his right hand clenched into a fist stretched out with interest: "Guess who I have in my hand?"

Su Jing looked confused: "Brother Tai said and laughed, is it possible that you still hold this person in your hands?"

The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother Tai? This title is very good, okay, I am your brother Tai." After a slight pause, he suddenly diverted the topic: "Qi Fengguo and Skinning Country are going to fight, do you know?"

After Su Jing nodded, Yu Xiao, a man in Tsing Yi, continued: "I am a person from Qi Fengguo, my name is Yu Xiao, and I have a little status, so I want to gather my former friends and deploy them to serve the country, and what I am holding in my hand is not a person, but a spirit and a demon." ”

As he spoke, he spread out his palms, what kind of demon was it, it was clearly a rub of dust.

Su Jing smiled: "It's it." (To be continued)

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