Big dreamer

Yan Lie's perception of flames was very keen, and he immediately discovered that the three sword spirits and golden crows in front of him were not virtual objects transformed by flames, but real golden crow spirits, so naturally he did not dare to be careless.

He waved the dust-free fan in his hand one after another, and the magic power in his body continued to pour into the precious fan, and the curled blade went straight towards the three-legged Golden Crow Sword Spirit. . .

However, the Golden Crow, who transformed into a sword spirit, moved far more nimbly and swiftly than the flying sword. He actually waved his wings and flashed left and right to avoid the sharp blade, and rushed straight towards Yan Lie.

At this moment, a slender yellow light came in an instant and hit one of the Golden Crow Sword Spirits.

The Golden Crow Sword Spirit had just avoided the blow of the wind blade, and did not notice the approach of Luobao Qian. It was hit with a "dang" sound, and in an instant it was as if it had been drained of all its spiritual power, and all the flames were gathered back.

The body of the flying sword was revealed, and the golden light on its surface disappeared, falling to the ground like ordinary iron.

However, after shooting down a flying sword, the missing piece of money did not fly back. Instead, with the force of the collision, it jumped towards another Golden Crow Sword Spirit, even faster than the first flying sword it hit. The sword is faster.

Just when the Golden Crow Sword Spirit was about to be attacked, a ray of colorful light suddenly passed by and blocked the side of the Golden Crow Sword Spirit, intercepting it.

The other two Golden Crow Sword Spirits took the opportunity to fly out diagonally, one on the left and the other on the right, attacking Yan Lie.

Yan Lie subconsciously wanted to dodge in the air, but he quickly stopped himself. At this moment, it was already too late to use the dust-free fan to resist.

The moment the two Golden Crow Sword Spirits approached, they flapped their wings at the same time, and the Golden Crow's true fire exploded, turning into two miniature scorching suns that collided with each other.

The power of this blow was really not light, and Yan Lie felt the threat instantly.

At the critical moment, he put the dust-free fan into his sleeves, and summoned the Qingtian Inkstone and Mohun Brush from his sleeves with his left and right hands respectively. The two were intertwined and protected in front of him, and at the same time, they were infused with mana to activate.

The two magic weapons sensed each other and once again showed the power of space. They actually tore a hole in the void in front of him, just waiting for the two Golden Crow Sword Spirits to fall into it.

Unfortunately, these two magic weapons were used too frequently during this period, and the power of the void inside them was consumed too much. The space rift that was torn open only lasted for a moment before collapsing and disappearing.

However, the ripples in space it caused happened to distort the void in front of Yan Lie. Two golden fireballs seemed to have rushed forward, but were deflected by this force and flew out left and right.

Behind, the fallen treasure money fell into the colorful stream of light and was immediately caught in it.

Master Wan Shui glanced at him and saw Nie Caizhu holding the Nine Heavens Immortal Silk in his hand and blocking him.

Nie Caizhu held the Nine Heavens Immortal Ling in her hand, and immediately felt a strange restraining force coming from the Luobao Money, which actually tried to cut off the connection between her and the Xian Ling.

It's just that Jiutian Xianling is not controlled outside, but is held in her hand, so it is naturally difficult to break it.

After a stalemate between the two, Luobao Qian was at a disadvantage.

"Come back to me..."

Seeing this, Master Wan Shui had no choice but to push with all his strength. The golden light immediately rippled on the Luobao money, and his two wings flapped rapidly. He finally broke free from the restraints of the fairy silk and escaped.

But right behind the treasured money, there is Nie Caizhu.

Her figure was light and nimble, and with her flat-stepping Qingyun boots, her speed was as fast as lightning, and she arrived in front of Zhenren Wan Shui almost instantly.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Silk shook in his hand, and a stream of colorful clouds rolled past, and it was bundled towards Zhenren Wan Shui's waist.

Master Wan Shui was immediately grabbed by her waist and rushed towards her involuntarily.

At this time, Nie Caizhu held the element-devouring magic wand with his free hand and stabbed it directly towards Zhenren Wan Shui.

Wan Shui Zhenren held the golden dragon scissors tightly with both hands and cut hard against the element-devouring magic wand. Two slashing golden lights immediately flew out and hit the element-devouring magic rod.

The huge impact pushed Nie Caizhu back, but she barely paused before pressing forward again.

When Master Wan Shui saw this, he complained endlessly.

He only knew that Shen Luo was a tough opponent, so he took the initiative to find Nie Caizhu, wanting to leave the hard bones for Yan Lie and Che Qingtian to chew on, so that he could preserve his strength.

But I didn't expect that Nie Caizhu was so powerful. The most important thing is, how could she, a seemingly weak woman, have such a strong body and such quick movements?

On the other side, Shen Luo was waving his sword to fight off the attack of Blood Wheel King Yanjia. He looked at Nie Caizhu's side from the corner of his eye, and then waved his hand again, and seven more Pure Yang Flying Swords appeared behind him to protect him. on his back.

At this time, the two flying swords containing the spirit of the Golden Crow that had just been released to attack Yan Lie had also flown back. They actually did not forget to bring back the flying swords that had been knocked down by Luobao Money.

Shen Luo grasped the dim Pure Yang Flying Sword, and with just a slight movement of his magic power, the Golden Crow Sword Spirit echoed with him within the sword body, and he quickly regained control of the flying sword.

At this time, marks suddenly appeared all over the body of the Blood Wheel King Yanjia controlled by Che Qingtian, and the muscles in its two arms squirmed and suddenly began to stretch and lengthen, and soon stretched to twice its original length.

It held a black scimitar in each hand and waved it towards Shen Luo.

"Huhu"

Two winds sounded, and black scimitars came at each other. Shen Luo raised his sword to block it, and rushed towards the Blood Wheel King Yanjia.

But before he could get closer, there was a roar of wind behind him, and the black scimitar had already turned back and attacked him.

Shen Luo didn't look back, he just raised his finger slightly, and a flying sword flew out from behind him, blocking the blade.

In just a blink of an eye, Shen Luo was already in front of Blood Wheel King Yanjia, and the Pure Yang Flying Sword in his hand pierced out, heading straight for his chest.

At this time, he saw that Blood Wheel King Yanjia did not dodge at all, but instead straightened his chest and faced the sword's edge.

Shen Luo was just astonished when he saw his chest was sunk in, and a bloody vortex emerged from it, with strands of muscle and muscle coiling out. He actively wrapped around the edge of the Chunyang Flying Sword and pointed it towards the ravine in his chest. Pulled in.

At the same time, Blood Wheel King Yan Jia's chest further split apart, and the sternums were broken from the middle and separated to both sides, swallowing up Shen Luo like a blood-sucking mouth.

When Shen Luo saw this, he sneered.

As soon as he thought about it, the Pure Yang Flying Sword suddenly burst into flames, and the Vermillion Bird Sword Spirit spread its wings. The scorching temperature surged out along with the red flames, threatening to burn the armor.

However, the moment Suzaku appeared, Shen Luo suddenly felt alarmed. Che Qingtian and others knew their own methods, and naturally knew the existence of Suzaku Sword Spirit, so they would never be so careless.

Sure enough, just when Suzaku showed off his power and released the pure Yang flame, the blood-colored vortex also started to rotate crazily, actually pulling the raging flames directly and swallowing it inside.

Even the Suzaku Sword Spirit was unable to hold on and looked like it was about to collapse.