True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 40: Peach Wood Hairpin

Every time he came into contact with Frost's Landing, the humanoid spider's movements would slow down a bit. After a few moves, he even moved slowly. His eight legs were busy dodging, but he tripped himself and dropped the weapon in his hand. all over the place.

Wuyan liked this divine sword very much. She looked at the blue sword body, squinted her eyes in satisfaction, raised her hand and lowered it, cutting off the head. The poor six arms couldn't touch it for a long time, but they couldn't touch it. The rolling head finally rolled off the edge of the platform and fell into the lake with a "plop".

"Senior Sister is amazing."

Mojun smiled happily, clapped his hands, and cheered Wuyan on.

Ling Yun had recovered three points of strength, stood up, looked at Wuyan who was as cold as ice, and couldn't help but praise:
"Daoist Wuyan, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship is so mysterious. The divine sword of the Divine Sword Sect really lives up to its reputation."

The other three people also opened their eyes. The person wearing Xuantianzong's costume was a disciple of Xuantianzong, Zhu Heling, Zhu Heli's younger brother. He stood up weakly, stared blankly, and said nothing.

The female cultivator holding a bow and arrow was dressed in black, with only a gold belt tied around her waist, and a high ponytail, she looked capable and energetic. She was a disciple of Luoying City, and she didn't see much sunlight, so her face was extremely pale.

The other female cultivator was dressed in white, with picturesque eyes, holding a pipa in her arms, staring at Wuyan with fascination.

They had heard Ling Yun talk about the faceless formation of the Excalibur School before, but today they saw that her swordsmanship was even more mysterious, especially her calm and composed expression, and her skillful body skills, all of which showed profound strength .

They are originally Mahayana monks, and among the practitioners, they can be regarded as very talented disciples, but it is true that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. The pride in his lower body, and the indifferent expression when he slayed the monster, made him even more lonely and invincible.

She didn't seem to have any trouble dealing with the ghost spider.

Seeing that everyone woke up, Ling Yun simply introduced to everyone:
"Wuyan, this is Beigong Liangyin, a disciple of Luoying City, good at using bows and arrows."

"This is Guan Susheng, a disciple of Wanyingu."

"I'll do it myself, Xuantianzong, Zhu Heling."

Wuyan found that this person was somewhat similar to Zhu Heli, and guessed that he should be his blood relative.

"Friends, this place is dangerous, we'd better get out of here quickly."

"Of course."

The Demon Lord couldn't put his mouth in. He smelled the fragrance of flowers in the wind, and he always felt that it was much stronger than before.

"not good."

He felt dizzy for a while, and reached out to reach for the shameless sleeve.

The wisteria flower demon smiled softly, shaking a bone fan, exacerbating the permeation of the wisteria poison, she leaned on the huge branches, and said leisurely:
"Hehehe, you don't think that you can leave so easily. I usually hate fighting and killing. It's too rude. It's better to poison you so that you can die better."

Wuyan frowned, and stretched out her arms to hug Zhou Yu, but Zhou Yu was too heavy for her to support, so she slowly fell to the ground while supporting Zhou Yu.

"Zhou Yu."

She was a little anxious, and her voice trembled a little.

"Don't be afraid, sister, I'm fine, I'm just a little sleepy."

The Demon Lord was annoyed secretly, forgetting that mortals are fragile and could not guard against this evil poison, but seeing that Wuyan was so worried about him, he couldn't help being somewhat proud.

Wuyan gently put Zhou Yu down, and she couldn't help but think of Zhen Shuzi's blood-covered appearance. She held Shuang Jiang and raised her eyes, and a hostility shot out of her eyes, which made Hua Yao startled.

"Before the toxicity occurs, let's go together."

Ling Yun felt that the aura that had been circulating for two weeks had suddenly stagnated, and he couldn't help feeling a little panicked. This monster is so vicious, they are probably in danger.

Wuyan said coldly: "No need, Zhang Yifan has already gone to call someone, you all adjust your breath quietly, don't let the poison spread, I will delay for a while."

After being poisoned by the demon, if you continue to use your spiritual power forcibly, it will only make the poison spread faster.

Unable to use spells under the Zhentian mirror, Wuyan stretched out her index finger and middle finger, stuck it to the cold sword, and brushed it lightly:
"If you can't fight hard, you just play dirty. How dare you be so courageous? When you die, will you be very scared?"

She threatened the flower demon with a blank face, and the flower demon was really angry, put away her smiling face, and raised her eyebrows.

Wuyan poured her spiritual power into Frost's Fall, causing the blade to double in size. She smiled lightly, held the sword in both hands, rushed towards the flower demon, and slashed with the sword. The flower demon instantly moved behind her and threw out a long whip .

Wuyan didn't look back, and based on experience, he raised his sword to block, and the crisp vines were hit by Frost's Fall, and immediately shrank and stiffened.

Knowing her strong swordsmanship, the flower demon flew directly into the sky and scattered tens of thousands of wisterias in the air like a waterfall, trying to submerge Wuyan in the flower poison.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi, extensively cultivated for thousands of eons, and proved my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the three realms, only the Tao is the only one, with a golden light, covering my body, seeing what I don't see, hearing what I don't hear, encompassing the world..."

Wuyan recited the golden light body protection mantra, covering her whole body with a layer of golden light, breaking through the fragrance formation all over the sky, and with the huge sword in her hand, she ran straight towards the flower demon.

She became ruthless, and she was bound to kill the flower demon.

"It's really killing people."

The flower demon suddenly showed its original shape and turned into a huge vine. She transformed an arm and pulled out a golden rope from the thickest vine.

Wuyan has never seen this rope before, but Zhou Yu knows that he fell to the ground and tried his best to open one eye. The poison against the soul is ineffective for him, but this body is a mortal body after all. , he was the first one who couldn't stand it.

If it weren't for being really worried and shameless, he wouldn't have opened one eye desperately. At the moment he saw the fairy rope, he couldn't help but let out a final cry:

"Senior Sister, be careful, that is the fairy rope."

Wuyan was startled, demon, how could there be a fairy rope?
However, it was too late, the golden rope immediately turned into a golden light upon receiving the command, wrapped Wuyan's hands around him, and hung him in the air.

The wisteria flower demon wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked up at the sky, the blood moon was full, the time had come, luckily she didn't miss it.

"Will you be afraid when you die?"

The flower demon flew in front of Wuyan, looked at her provocatively, stretched out her hand and melted a bunch of wisteria, threw it on Wuyan's face, turned into purple smoke and directly soaked into Wuyan's heart and lungs.

Even though Wuyan Sanxiu has been cultivating for many years and has a very high resistance, in the face of this pure demon poison, he was defeated and gradually closed his eyes.

The wisteria flower demon giggled:

"That's good."

A few spiders emerged from the ground again, hanging Ling Yun and the others according to their positions.

The wisteria flower demon took back the sky-suppressing mirror, and there was a red bead on it. Under the full moon, it was extremely coquettish. As soon as the red bead returned to its place, streams of pure aura were sucked out from several people and gradually gathered in the bead. superior.

The auras of the few people have been almost sucked dry, and there are clouds of catastrophe gathered in the sky above the catastrophe period. Wuyan felt the familiar breath, opened his eyes with difficulty, and was a little confused for a while. Are you coming to rescue her again?
She is not afraid of death. What she is afraid of is that she will never see Zhenjun Dujie again. After 500 years of casual cultivation, death is like the wind, and it often passes over her head. Love.

Seeing the pure gold, water, earth, and fire spirits of several people floating out, Wuyan quietly opened his eyes wide, and immediately understood that this was some kind of forbidden technique.

Anger rolled in her heart. This monster killed so many monks for its own selfishness.

She won't allow it to happen again.

No, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, no wonder Zhang Yifan was thrown out. This magic circle needs a monk with a single spiritual root, but she is not a single wood spiritual root. This magic circle can be broken!

She smiled faintly, remembering what Eldest Brother said to her:
"This is a thousand-year-old peach tree split by divine lightning, and it has the effect of top-grade wood spirits."

No wonder the two white camellias have been invincible for a long time. It turned out to be the peach wood hairpin.

She shook her head slightly, and shook off the hairpin. In an instant, a gust of wind blew off the wisteria all over the ground. Her hair was like a flag, tumbling in the air.

(End of this chapter)