Six Gods

Chapter 262 Rolling
Manifesting the evil dragon's real body, Xiang Yuan held a 40-meter sword in his hand. The dragon wings roared and flapped, and there was a wind like a sharp blade, and he pounced on a bird-headed demon with four wings on his back and brown-gray feathers.

cracking--

With a sharp roar, the bird-headed demon spread its wings and soared into the sky, flapping its four wings, and fled into the distance.

The first reaction was to run away!

"Do you think you can fly past me with two more wings?"

With a mouth full of fangs and a sinister grin, Xiang Yuan raised his head and gave a long groan. The dragon wings on his back were fully unfolded, reaching a length of [-] meters, covering the sky and the sun!

Waving the dragon wings with all its strength, it turned into a black shadow with extreme speed, and Xiang Yuan quickly caught up with the fleeing monster!
The evil dragon flicks its tail!

The dragon's tail, like a siege hammer, hit the bird-headed monster fiercely, blood and flesh spattered, and the power of the attached dragon shield instantly stunned the monster!

Holding the long saber upside down, wrapping his head around his head, he suddenly cut out Hengduan Qiancang in Xiang Yuan's hand, turning into a flashing silver storm and enveloping the bird-headed demon.

"Bone scraper!"

After the battle with the Gorefiend, Xiang Yuan has figured out how to control the enemy with the projection of the Human King Soldier in his hand.

That was the onslaught of the storm, which made the passive superimposed continuously, and then erupted with tyrannical power!
chi chi chi-

The bird-headed monster is only at the true body level of the ancestral realm, facing Hengduan Qiancang's high-frequency slashing attacks and the superposition of passive attacks, and even the continuous triggering of fatal blows.

The 200-meter-high body was cut into a huge white skeleton by the silver storm at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

Cang Langlang——

Suddenly withdrawing the knife, the sound of the knife groaning shook, the skeleton of the bird-headed monster collapsed, and the shaved flesh and blood scattered all over the ground, piling up into a blood-red mountain of meat!

Flipping Hengduan Qiancang, who had turned into a utility knife again, wiped the blade with Xiang Yuan's knuckles.

Compared with the body of the real body-level atavistic monster and the swallowing-level atavistic monster, there is a huge difference.

Without the soul-swallowing organ to absorb the supernatural power of heaven and earth, even the ancestral monsters are just flesh and blood.

But the body that has been strengthened by the different forces of heaven and earth is not only tougher and stronger, but also protected by an invisible force.

It is also an ancestor monster, Liu Qingsi of the spirit-swallowing level can even resist Hengduan Qiancang with fifty layers of Zhan Wu Wu, and this bird-headed monster can't even withstand ten layers.

Ok?Speaking of the snake monster, the Hanging Coffin Canyon has already collapsed, why weren't they sent out together?
Suddenly turning his head to look at the position where the four of them descended, Xiang Yuan's scarlet dragon eyes shrank slightly, and vaguely saw a very vague twisting shadow, which quickly disappeared into the air.

You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day. Sooner or later, we will see you again.

With a sneer, Xiang Yuan turned around and flew towards the remaining monster.

In a few minutes, a real-level ancestral demon was separated from its flesh and blood, and was scraped to death.

He Bi and Ye Tingxin, who were still fighting fiercely with their respective monsters, frowned wildly, they were both surprised that Xiang Yuan had such a ferocious combat power.

And just as Xiang Yuan pounced on the remaining monster with an insect head, a dark green body and two big pincers, Han Huang'an also turned and walked towards this set of monsters.

The raging purple fire rises brightly!
The demon fighting him was howling and roaring in the fire. He wanted to rush out of the fire, but was firmly held down by countless big hands in the fire. He could only endure the burning of the flames in pain!

Walking towards the monster at the same time, Xiang Yuan and Han Huang'an intertwined their eyes, and both speeded up!

The two fierce gods rushed towards him at the same time, the worm monster wanted to cry but had no tears, and wanted to escape but knew that it was impossible to run past the two fierce gods.

Was it burned alive, or chopped into flesh?
Damn, both ways of death seem to be uncomfortable...

Xiang Yuan flapped his dragon wings at an extremely fast speed, and Han Huang'an's walking speed was not inferior to him.

Coming in front of the demon, Xiang Yuan and Han Huang'an shot at the same time, only to see the snow-white knife light and the surging purple fire covering the insect demon at the same time.

The two forces collided and exploded, and immediately injected a large force into the body of the worm monster, causing terrifying meatballs to bulge up on its surface!

"Damn..." Barely uttering a single word, the berserk power turned the entire insect demon into a fleshy firework soaring into the sky.

boom--

It was deafening, and the raindrops of flesh and blood fell all over the sky, accompanied by the unique stench of monsters, scattered for kilometers around.

Hanging the knife while letting go.

The two of them, who also didn't use their full strength, were estimating each other's strength at the moment.

To kill the two monsters, Xiang Yuan only used pure physical strength and the power to cut across the sky.

If calculated according to his heyday, at most he only used less than [-]% of his power.

After all, as a human king, his most powerful strength is still his incomparable masculinity.

On the other hand, the same is true for Han Huang'an. As the most outstanding student of the Ziyan Juzong, almost no one has seen him make a full shot.

No matter what kind of opponent he faces, he always has a calm and flat posture, which is elusive.

I don't know how many disciples of Zongfang were defeated by those purple jade hands, and Han Huang'an got the title of Lord Huo because of it.

……

On this side, Xiang Yuan and Han Huang'an killed one and a half monsters at the same time, while Ye Tingxin and He Bi were still fighting with all their might.

Compared to those two perverts, although the two of them have full confidence in defeating their opponents, it is impossible to crush them alive with wind and thunder like those two.

"Shao Zian in Xiahuojiaofang, thank you for your help. This person should be the Huojun of the Ziyan Juzong, Senior Brother Han."

When the crisis was resolved, the big man wrapped in a python and holding a candle who had been besieged and killed by the five-headed demons hurried forward to thank him, and recognized Han Huang Anlai at a glance.

Looking at the big man with his hands behind his back, Han Huangan's eyes moved lightly: "Huojiaofang? Tang Hao didn't come?"

"Brother Tang had a little accident in Zhubing a while ago, so he couldn't come this time." Shao Zi'an said.

Nodding, Han Huang'an continued: "Why are you surrounded by five monsters? With your ability, even if you can't beat them, you should be able to escape."

"Senior Brother Wei asked me to stay behind. He went alone to chase a star-gazing ancestral monster, and that monster seemed to have obtained a great treasure." Shao Zi'an said.

"Wei Ruhu? It's really his style to ask you to stay behind, and he goes to seize the treasure." In his words, he seemed to be prejudiced against Wei Ruhu, who was also a student of the giant sect. Han Huangan turned sideways and said to Xiang Yuan:
"Wei Ruhu found a treasure, something that he can chase after himself, it must be extraordinary. Let's go and have a look, how about it?"

Xiang Yuan, who was watching Ye Tingxin and He Bi fight, couldn't help showing a little curiosity when he heard this.

"You have a grudge against this Wei Ruhu?"

"It's not a grudge, it's just that I can't get used to him." Speaking frankly, Han Huang'an directly admitted that he was unhappy with Wei Ruhu.

"It seems that for the sake of your frankness, it's up to you." Glancing at Han Huang'an, he nodded to Yuan. In his opinion, Han Huang'an was actually a bit like He Bi.

Both of them are straightforward and will not beat around the bush.

The only difference is that He Bi has a sincere heart, and he never thought of this aspect at all.

On the other hand, Han Huang'an was pure disdain, he didn't need the so-called skill in words, I am who I am, there is no need to cover up or explain.

Half an hour later, Ye Tingxin and He Bi killed their opponents one after another, vented heartily, and both of them had a bit of satisfaction on their faces.

After the five-headed demons were all dead, Ye Tingxin took out a row of small colorful jars.

"So many hidden spirit pots?" Seeing Ye Tingxin take out a row of more than a dozen small pots, Xiang Yuan was a little surprised.

The spirit pot is a special weapon specially used to collect the souls of demons and ghosts.

There are constant conquests and killings in the Three Rivers Valley, and the Zongfang students who enter here will bring a few. If they can kill the demons and ghosts, they can be used to collect their souls and use them as soldiers in the future.

Generally, students carry at most five or six for backup, but it is really rare for a student like Ye Tingxin to carry more than a dozen at once.

"Be prepared, be prepared." Smiling, he took out one spirit jar and put the souls of the five demons into the jars, Ye Tingxin gave each of the five spirit jars to Xiang Yuan and He Bi.

"I'll keep Huang'an's for you first, and I'll give you one when I go out."

After taking the spiritual jar from Ye Tingxin, Xiang Yuan kicked it directly into his arms and sent it into the underworld.

This spirit jar is a very low-level weapon, not worth much, but no matter how low-level it is, he cannot use it.

Because it is different from these Zongfang students.

He doesn't have a secret seed at all.

……

(End of this chapter)