Xianji

"Huh? This kid is weird!"

The black-faced man stepped into the void, and pressed the magic weapon with one hand. The magic weapon burst out thousands of flames, and then quickly grew in size, finally turning into a fireball with a radius of one foot. Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it hit Luo Tian who was still motionless.

Luo Tian's heart flashed with vigilance, and when he looked up, he saw the fireball that was falling rapidly. The middle-aged man in the Qi refining period fell from the air with his hands behind his back with a flat face, and he had no intention of intervening.

Overjoyed in his heart, Luo Tian clicked between his eyebrows, and the magic weapon of black lotus that melted in his body immediately turned into a black flower and surged out of his body, and then wrapped around Luo Tian's body like a cloud of black smoke, and then turned into a flower. A thin black coat covers the body surface.At the same time, Luo Tian raised his left hand, and the Five Poison Sword rose through the air, meeting the fireball with colorful light. At the same time, he pressed his right hand on the purple clouds around his body, and the purple gauze immediately swelled with light, and his figure moved away. .

Luo Tian completed all this in an instant. The battle between monks is not only a contest of magic weapons, but also a contest of cultivation base and combat experience.Only by making perfect use of these factors can we win repeated battles.

Naturally, there is no problem with Luo Tian's magic weapon and combat experience, as long as he can't figure out the opponent's supernatural powers, he has to bear with it for a while and see how the opponent's cultivation is before he can attack the next step. It is usually difficult for a master above the alchemy stage to kill the opponent.

"The flying sword is poisonous!"

The black-faced man in the Fire God Temple smelled a scent of fragrance in his nose, and he became suspicious. Immediately, the mana in his body stagnated, he couldn't help but blurted out, and quickly took out a elixir from the Qiankun bag, and swallowed it without looking at it. , and then the mana in the body circulated, expelling the extremely weak toxin in the body.However, since the opponent's flying sword can poison him at such a distance, it must be a highly poisonous magic weapon. In the world of cultivating immortals, auxiliary magic weapons and highly poisonous magic weapons are relatively rare, because these magic weapons It is not only troublesome to make, but also quite time-consuming.

Chi Chi!

As soon as the five-poison sword and the fireball formed by the magic weapon came into contact, a hotter flame burst out from the fireball, continuously melting the five-color streamer emitted by the five-poison sword.There were bursts of roasting sounds, but the five-color streamer emitted by the five-poison sword was also highly poisonous. When it was roasted by the flames, not only did it not decrease, but it emitted a more intense streamer and aroma, which made the black-faced man seem like A dog bites a hedgehog and has nothing to eat.

The indifferent eyes of the middle-aged man in the Fire God Temple who was quietly watching at the late stage of the Qi refining period suddenly flashed a look of doubt when he caught a glimpse of Luo Tian's Five Poison Sword.

Therefore, the battle between Luo Tian and the black-faced man was extremely strange. One of them wanted to keep approaching each other, but the other tried his best to refuse the other's approach.So the two advance and retreat, and the battles are relatively far away, and no one can do anything for the time being.

Compared to the battle between Luo Tian and the black-faced man, the battle between Song Wuji, Fatty Wang and the white-faced and beardless young man from the Foundation Establishment period in the Fire God Temple was naturally much more exciting.

Both Song Wuji and Fatty Wang were masters of the Qi Refining Stage who were about to enter the Dzogchen stage of the Qi Refining Stage. The opponent was at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Under normal circumstances, a monk at the beginning of the Foundation Establishment Stage could fight against three monks at the end of the Qi Refining Stage.But Fatty Wang and Song Wuji are not ordinary monks in the late stage of Qi refining stage. Both of them are from the family of cultivating immortals, and both of them are the best among them. It is extremely difficult to kill any one of the two of them.

At this moment, the white-faced and beardless young man in the Fire God Temple didn't use any magic weapons at all, but relied on his own supernatural powers to fight against Wang and Song. Monster beasts, wolves, leopards, tigers, lions, wild elephants, etc., seemed to be alive, and rushed towards Fatty Wang and Song Wuji with ferocious howls.

On the other hand, Fatty Wang and Song Wuji are not under too much pressure. Fatty Wang is surrounded by the Vientiane Five Smoke Luo, and Song Wuji has an aurora bead hanging above his head. The pearl's light should be a little brighter, and it can be seen from this that if Song Wuji hadn't hidden his cultivation, his strength should be a little weaker than Fatty Wang.

The young monks in the Fire God Temple naturally also saw the fighting skills between Luo Tian and the black-faced man at this moment. Seeing that the black-faced man seemed to be strong, but in fact he was faintly at a disadvantage. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. more and more fierce.

Fatty Wang and Song Wuji glanced at each other, and they understood each other's thoughts. Since the other party wanted to strike first, he couldn't be willing to be restrained, so they slapped the Qiankun bag together, and two flying swords that looked almost identical fluttered up and down beside them. Then Qiqi used a formula, and the ground sword and human sword of Sancai Li's lightsaber let out a soft cry, and then slashed towards each other like lightning. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the two flying swords arrived at the Fire God Temple together Three feet in front of the young monk.

"Not bad."

The dim eyes of the cultivator at the late stage of Qi refining period of the Fire God Temple who stood leisurely watching the battle suddenly lit up, he said two good things in succession, and nodded secretly in his heart.

"Hmph! Bug carving trick!"

A cold light flashed in the narrow eyes of the young monk in the Fire God Temple, he snorted coldly, his whole body trembled, and then disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the young monk had already appeared three feet to the right, and the figure in place slowly dissipated.

"Afterimage!"

Fatty Wang and Song Wuji's pupils shrank, and the flying swords they were manipulating did not retract after falling into the air, but instead intertwined each other, as if a pair of huge scissors volleyed towards the young cultivator, as if two immature dragons were stirring back and forth in the air .

"court death!"

The young monk fought against two late-stage monks in the Qi refining period, but he couldn't fight for a long time. He felt a little impatient in his heart. The dark yellow thin awn is grasped in his hand, but it is a dark yellow awl that is only more than a foot long.The awl was thin at the front and thick at the back, a bit rough on the surface, and didn't even have a handle, but it exuded a powerful aura.

"Intermediate treasure!"

Seeing this, Song Wuji and Fatty Wang's expressions changed, and they retreated violently.

"It's worthwhile for you to die under the mountain-breaking cone!" The young monk laughed wildly, and raised the mountain-breaking cone into the air. Beams of light resembling yellow dragons are mixed in it.

Boom!

The mountain-breaking cone is worthy of being a middle-level treasure. Only this one blow almost completely shattered Fatty Wang's Vientiane Five-color Haze, and Song Wuji was even more miserable. I think his Aurora Bead defense was not as good as Vientiane's. Wuyanluo, with a dim and crumbling appearance.

Song Wuji's complexion changed, he retracted the Aurora Bead, looked at the naked light and the thick beam of light that was about to fall on his body, a little between his eyebrows, a drop of blood floated out, and then he opened his mouth to spit out a stream of energy. After the two gathered together, Song Wuji His fair face immediately turned fiery red.

"Bagua Fire Dragon Plate!"

ps: If you can explode the Saofei Nenju in front of you, Quack, it will explode tomorrow at the third or fourth watch.