The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 393 Nine repairers fight the big monster, each showing their magical powers!
At the same time, Shuiyue Zhaihua Feiyin sacrificed a slender spiritual sword, and a string of silver wind chimes hung on the end of the hilt of the slender spiritual sword.

As the plain hand waved, there was a jingling sound.

This tinkling sound is not an ordinary sound, it can disturb the enemy's mind, but it is a kind of spiritual attack.

Ruyizong Xue Bao had a five-color ring on his head, and taught him the Flying Cloud Sword, holding a soaring thunder.

The five-color ring represents the five directions of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and he only needs to inject a little mana, and the five-color ring will launch five-element attacks, and each blow is comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Although the attacks of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment were nothing in front of the Qingyuan turtle, they couldn't stand the high number of attacks, as the saying goes, more ants kill elephants.

While Feiyunjian was supporting Xue Bao, it also formed a wind field around him. The wind field could block the attacks of late stage monks and some special attacks.

Of course, the effect of this wind field at this time must be almost zero.

But it would be nice to give Xue Bao some psychological comfort.

The Thunderbolt in his hand is an imitation of the magic weapon of the Ruyi Zongzhen School, the Thunderbolt. The front end is a cylindrical cannon barrel, and the exit is a dragon's mouth.

The back end is something like a lion's mane, and his left hand is stuck in the mane.

When using it, you need to use your right hand to assist, otherwise you will almost miss the target.

Although it was just a fake, the power of the explosion of the thunder pill that rushed out of it also surpassed the power of ordinary fake pills and real people's attacks.

The only bad thing is that it can only fire three thunder pills at a time. After three times, if the weak thunder pill is fired again, the sky thunder may collapse and explode.

At that time, not to mention killing the enemy, it will cost your own life.

After all, the power of the sky thunder is not covered, and the power of the sky thunder's collapse and explosion is not covered.

And it's still close range, even if he doesn't die, he is definitely not far from death.

If you want to use the Thunderbolt again, you need to wait at least one day, and after one day, you can only launch the Thunderbolt once.

If you want to launch three thunder pills in a row, you must wait for more than three days.

To put it bluntly, this spiritual weapon only has three axes. If the three axes have been played and the enemy has not been dealt with, then there is no choice but to find another way.

Hong Xu of the Cultivation Family of the Hong family is holding the Xinxin pen. It is said that this pen is one of the imitations of the Lingbao Ruyi pen. The user can use this pen to write the characters of attack, sleepiness, defense, and township out of thin air, and attack with words. Incredible.

Loose cultivator Zhou Zhenggang held a golden red thread gong, and each of the two halves of the red thread gong was tied with a red belt.

But if you look carefully, you will find that there are two red belts, which are clearly two red snakes.
The snake, called the red thread snake, can make an unpleasant noise.

When the user hits the gong, the noise of the red thread snake will be amplified, mixed with the sound of the gong, and transformed into a sound wave attack, which can collapse mountains and rubble, which is very powerful.

Sanxiu Xingbao is holding a yellow gourd, which contains yellow dust, which can block the enemy's perception.

Ling Dingshan's body size skyrocketed, like a little giant, holding a half-human-sized hammer in his left and right hands.

His eyebrows were cold and his eyes gleamed fiercely.

Ling Youdao held the Yin-Yang Xuanguang Sword with one hand, the red sword body was wrapped in white flames.

I saw him point out with a sword, the Yin-Yang Xuanguang sword instantly turned into two, two into four, four into eight...

In the end, more than a dozen Yin-Yang Xuanguang swords were neatly arranged in front of him, and the technique of virtuality and reality in them was difficult for all the monks present to discover.

Ling Youxian carried a sword on his back, and looked at Qingyuan Turtle with his eyes, as if there was infinite sword energy.

At that moment, Jiu Dao's tyrannical aura soared into the sky.

The sudden appearance of Jiu Dao with an imposing manner comparable to that of a fake real person finally made the angry Qingyuan Gui understand the reality.

Although it is a third-rank low-rank demon comparable to the early stage of Jindan, it is inevitable that it will show a little fear when facing nine real people of fake alchemy at the same time.

However, this fear was fleeting, and even the nine late stage foundation monks whose strength was comparable to that of the fake alchemy real person did not notice the slightest strangeness.

After a trace of fear, he became angry from embarrassment, slapped the lake with force with his slender tail, raised his neck high, and opened his mouth to roar towards the sky.

"ah!"

The roar spread in all directions, and the nine people standing with their swords immediately closed their ears.

The sound wave crashed into the net, and everyone looked at the red light, blocking most of the sound wave.

But there are still some sound waves rushing out, which will soon spread all over Nagasaki Island, and it will not be long before the thousands of miles of sea area around Nagasaki Island.

It was too late to say, but it was fast at that time, the whole process took only two or three breaths.

Xin Wansheng hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, this monster is summoning the surrounding low-level monsters."

"Fellow daoists, let's see my methods."

As Xing Bao took off the stopper of the gourd, suddenly yellow smoke floated out from it.

As more and more yellow smoke floats out, you will know what kind of yellow smoke is there, and it is clearly yellow sand.

I saw the yellow dust moving without wind, drifting towards the Qingyuan turtle not far away.

In just a few breaths, Huang Chensha had already enveloped the Qingyuan turtle.

Qingyuan Turtle only felt that the sky was full of yellow sand, and the nine human monks before had disappeared.

The most important thing was that he couldn't feel the existence of those nine people, and it instantly realized that the surrounding yellow dust was weird.

Immediately took a deep breath, and spit it out towards the surrounding yellow dust.

Immediately, a typhoon of more than ten levels blew up on the surface of the lake, and the yellow dust and sand that filled the surrounding area were almost blown out of the net.

"Oops!"

The embarrassment disappeared in a flash, and the yellow dust that was blown away was controlled in time.

And just after the Qingyuan turtle blew it away in one breath, he immediately guided Huang Chensha back and gathered around the Qingyuan turtle again.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I can control it, otherwise this time it will be ugly."

"good chance!"

Seeing that the Qingyuan turtle was temporarily trapped by the yellow dust, the eight late stage foundation monks whose strength was comparable to that of a fake alchemy real person tried their best.

Xin Wansheng held the demon-suppressing gun and shot it at Qingyuan Turtle's head, the spooky ghosts lingering around the gun made Qingyuan Turtle extremely uncomfortable.

Instinctively twisting his head, he dodged the stab from the Suppressing Demon Spear.

Concubine Hua's dress was fluttering, and she was waving the slender spirit sword in her hand, threatening Qingyuan Gui's neck.

In the blink of an eye, traces of blood appeared on the slender neck.

Zhou Zhenggang exerted strength with his hands, the two halves of the red threaded gong collided with each other, and groups of red sound wave attacks hit Qingyuan Turtle's body, and a wound appeared immediately, bleeding out continuously.

But the next moment, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was no different from before in a short period of time.

Zhou Zhenggang was startled, he was very clear about the power of his blow just now, he thought that he could give Qingyuan Gui a blow, but he didn't know it would be such a result.

Ling Dingshan jumped up and landed directly on the Qingyuan turtle's shell.

Holding the hammer in both hands, he took heavy steps, stepped on the tortoise shell, and soon reached the base of Qingyuan's neck.

He swung the shocking hammer in his hand, and slammed it hard on Qingyuan Turtle's neck.

"Boom!"

"Roar!"

Qingyuan Turtle let out a cry of pain, but he was held back by Xin Wansheng of Fu Mozong, and it was difficult for him to respond for a while.

Of course, it was also because Ling Dingshan's hammer did not cause much damage to Shanghai.

There was a big wound at the base of its neck, and blood gushed out.

However, just like Zhou Zhenggang's attack, the wounds he caused recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, he tapped the hammer twice more.

"Dong dong!"

The recovery of the wound has been contained, and the wound has expanded a lot on the original basis.

"So strong defense, so fast recovery speed."

"Damn, I want to see if your recovery speed is faster, or my attack is faster."

As he said that, Ling Dingshan swung the shocking hammer continuously.

"Dong dong dong..."

The ear-shaking noises continued, and the speed of wound recovery was obviously slower than Ling Dingshan's speed of making wounds.

After a while, there was a bloody wound at the base of Qingyuan Turtle's neck.

"Oh!"

Qingyuan Turtle couldn't bear it anymore, it flew Xin Wansheng away.

Turning his huge head to stare at Ling Dingshan, Ling Dingshan's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart trembled.

"damn it."

Without saying a word, he held the hammer and slid into the turtle shell along the gap at the base of his neck.

Qingyuan tortoise hit its head on the shell, but failed to bite Ling Dingshan.

"Roar!"

Looking at everything around him, Ling Dingshan chuckled, "Damn it, let's see how you deal with me when we get here."

He swung the shocking hammer again, smashing the Qingyuan turtle's flesh and blood.

Immediately, there was a bloody mess under his feet.

The Qingyuan tortoise twisted its body continuously, Ling Dingshan staggered, being squeezed back and forth by the Qingyuan tortoise's flesh and blood, pinched round and flattened.

He even changed his voice a bit, "It should be, Kiss's nest."

The shocking pole in his hand opened up a space and saved himself from the Qingyuan Turtle's flesh and blood.

"Damn, it seems that attacking from the inside is not a solution. We must find a way out quickly."

Ling Youdao stepped on a Yin-Yang Xuanguang Sword, and more than a dozen other Yin-Yang Xuanguang Swords whizzed past Qingyuan Gui.

These Yin-Yang Xuanguang swords form a simple sword array, often one attack followed by another attack, with more than a dozen attacks in succession, without giving Qingyuan Gui the time to react.

After the wave of more than ten sword attacks was over, he immediately left with the sword, simply and neatly.

Ling Youxian stepped on an ice sword, and before he got close to the Qingyuan turtle, the Duan Shui sword flew out from behind in an instant.

At that moment, a tyrannical sword force emanated from the Duan Shui sword.

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed.

"This is sword power!"

"It turned out to be a sword force!"

……

Ling Youxian was well aware of the strength of Qingyuan Tortoise, so he didn't intend to stay behind from the beginning, and directly used his sword power.

"Fast back!"

Hearing this, all the monks immediately retreated with their swords.

"Sword Three!"

The huge swords are entangled with each other, blowing over the Qingyuan turtle like a tornado.

Even with Qingyuan Gui's strength, he also felt threatened by this sword.

"call!"

Immediately, the part of the Qingyuan turtle that was not protected by the shell was bloody and bloody, as if it had been skinned by a sword.

Blood dripped out of Qingyuan Gui's eyes, and he roared at Ling Youxian.

"Ow."

The sound was so loud that everyone's eardrums hurt.

Hua Feiyin flew out directly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Ling Dingshan hid in the turtle shell, his ears buzzing.

"Damn, Youxian's blow was powerful, and this beast screamed even harder."

"Hurry up and go."

He quickly found the position of Qingyuan Turtle's front left leg, and slid down along the front left leg.

It fell into the lake with a plop, and the next moment Yujian rushed out of the lake, quickly moving away from the Qingyuan turtle.

Xin Wansheng laughed loudly and said, "Okay, let's see the old man."

Saying that, the magic-suppressing gun changed drastically in an instant.

"Suppressing Demons!"

"Wow!"

When the shot fell, a large piece of flesh and blood was wiped off the Qingyuan turtle's neck, and it fell into the lake with a bang.

"What a powerful demon suppressor. If you change to a fake real person and don't deal with it properly, I'm afraid you will die under this move."

The angry Qingyuan turtle frantically twisted its neck and threw it towards Xin Wansheng.

The long tail slapped the lake surface, and suddenly the lake surface was choppy, rolling towards the monks in the air round after round.

Xue Bao laughed, "Look at me."

As he said that, he raised the sky thunder, straightened his right hand, and aimed at Qingyuan's head, which was attacking Xin Wansheng.

"Boom!"

The soaring thunder shot out a ball with a flashing arc, which directly hit Qingyuan Turtle on the head.

Its head was missed, and then Lei Wan exploded, and half of its head was blown up, bloody and bloody.

One eye was affected, and the eyeball was blown to pieces, making it completely useless.

Hong Xu chuckled, waved the pen in his hand, and wrote the word "town" in the air.

I saw that the word "Zhen" kept getting bigger and bigger, reaching a length of one foot in the blink of an eye, and it was directly printed on Qingyuan Gui's body.

The Qingyuan Turtle who was in a rage didn't move for a moment, maintaining its original state.

"Great opportunity, hurry up and attack."

Several people around accelerated their attacks, wanting to cause more damage to Qingyuan Turtle.

However, in just one breath, Qingyuan Turtle broke free from the trapped word spell, and launched a crazy attack towards the people around.

Hong Xu snorted coldly, and wrote the word "Gong" with a brush.

Seeing that the word "attack" turned into a sharp and huge long knife, he slashed at Qingyuan Turtle in the air.

Feeling the danger, Qingyuan Turtle turned its head and roared at the long knife that was coming at it.

Before the long knife was on the body, it collapsed inch by inch in the air.

Hong Xu in the air turned pale, stepped back a few steps, stepped on the ground, and fell into the lake.

"Damn, I'm dying for you."

Ling Dingshan struck the shocking hammer in both hands, and the two became one.

He held the shocking hammer with both hands, and the hammer kept getting bigger, and the hammer at the front was ten feet long in the blink of an eye.

"Break the mountain with one hammer!"

"Roar!"

Qingyuan Turtle let out an angry roar, a few traces of blood spattered from its mouth.

The surrounding space seemed to stand still suddenly, and a circle of shock waves centered on the shocking hammer spread toward the surroundings, and the lake water was lifted several times high.

At that moment, the Great Lake was like a bowl,

The lake overflowed all around, but was blocked back by the netting.

There are only a few traces where the tortoise shell was hammered, so it can be seen that the tortoise shell's strong defense is indeed a good material for refining defensive magic weapons.

Ling Youdao was not to be outdone, and the scattered Yin-Yang Xuanguang swords suddenly merged into one, and their power increased instantly.

Taking advantage of the moment Ling Dingshan retracted the hammer, he chopped down towards the tip of Qingyuan Turtle's tail.

The tip of the thin tail was cut off by a sword, and the painful Qingyuan Turtle frantically swung its tail, brushing against Ling Youdao, and swung it towards Ling Youdao. After flying for a certain distance in the air, it stabilized its figure.

(End of this chapter)