Fire Dragon Magic

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. This is the most profound sentence Liu Yun has experienced since he came to this world.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the Fire Dragon Slash gradually condensed on his fingertips.

The girl on the opposite side was the first to react, she turned her head and ran away without saying a word, the male fairy's first reaction was not to turn around and run away, but to take out a defensive magic weapon to cover himself.

Now that he has the cultivation base of the ninth level of the spirit foundation, the speed of Huolong Zhan's cohesion is obviously much faster.

The male fairy on the opposite side had just set up his defense when Liu Yun's Fire Dragon Slash shot out.

With a loud bang, facing Liuyun's Fire Dragon Slash, the male immortal's high-level defensive magic weapon was so vulnerable.

After Huolong Zhan easily smashed the opponent's defense, it directly penetrated his body.

The male fairy grunted and fell to the ground dead on the spot.

As for the girl who ran away, Liu Yun didn't intend to go after the girl, he went straight to the three corpses, took off the Qiankun rings from their hands one by one, and then left quickly.

The place of killing is the true portrayal of this cemetery.

Among the mountains in the south of the cemetery, a scarred fourth-order spirit beast iron-backed black bear blocked the entrance of a valley, and five immortals stood opposite the iron-backed black bear. Both were wounded, and on the ground next to them were two immortals lying in a pool of blood.

"Keep working harder, everyone. This animal is already at the end of its strength. It won't be long before its precious spiritual materials and the spiritual grass in the valley will be ours." The leader's face was scratched by the bear claw The middle-aged man with four horrific bloodstains breathed slightly to the four people behind him.

"That's right, for the spirit grass in the valley, I'm going all out." A burly man gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Everyone get ready, let's attack it together." The leading man shouted.

Everyone sacrificed the strongest magic weapon in their hands, ready to go.

"Attack!" Following the man's command, the five magic weapons struck at the iron-backed black bear at the same time.

The iron-backed black bear bared its teeth and roared angrily, rushing up to the five people regardless of their own safety.

A piece of magic weapon hit the iron-backed black bear, making the sound of clanging metal. The iron-backed black bear's flesh was cut by the sharp magic weapon, and the flesh and blood turned up. However, it ignored the pain on its body and jumped aggressively. He rushed towards the nearest fairy.

Seeing the iron-backed black bear rushing towards him, the fairy's face changed drastically, and he tried his best to dodge to the side, but his movement was still a step too slow, the sharp claws of the iron-backed black bear had already sliced ​​open his chest, and his intestines were gurgling. came out of the chest, and the fairy had already died under the bear's claws.

The other surviving immortals are not at all sad. One more death means that they will get an extra share of spoils. They wish that everyone else will die, so that all the spoils will belong to themselves.

After killing one person, the iron-backed black bear immediately turned around and rushed towards the other person, while the other immortals quickly took the opportunity to launch a violent attack.

The magic weapon hit the iron-backed black bear one after another, and after killing one person again, the iron-backed black bear's huge body fell to the ground with a soft front foot. Can't stand this heavy body.

Falling down means death, and no matter how hard it struggles, it is powerless to escape this catastrophe.

The iron-backed black bear had stopped breathing, and blood was gushing from his body.

Only three of the seven immortals survived, but these three had their own wishful thinking in their hearts.

Some families were happy and some were sad. During this half day, there were not a few immortals who were lucky enough to consume the spirit gathering fruit, but how many of them could successfully gather spirits.

In a canyon in the north of the cemetery, an unfair contest has just been staged.

A fairy of the ninth floor of the spirit base was half-kneeling on the ground caressing a fatal wound on his chest. He was panting heavily, and his eyes full of anger were staring straight at a young man in front of him, and this young man It actually has the strength of the mid-term Juling.

"You Qiling Pavilion are really despicable and shameless." The injured fairy cursed with difficulty.

The young man smiled complacently, and said indifferently, "So what, who made your Qi Yuanguo inferior to others."

The muscles on the injured fairy's face trembled, and he roared angrily: "You, you will suffer retribution!"

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to wait until that day." The smile on the young man's face suddenly subsided, he swung his hand towards the void in front of him, a blue light flashed, the head of the injured fairy landed on the ground, and his eyes were rounded.