The Mighty Female Immortal - Chapter 697

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At this time, Yang Linglu has released the deadly slashing beads. The whole person is wrapped in the dead and killing beads. Numerous ghosts screamed fiercely, and the ghost heads passed through the two-winged scorpion without hindrance. The barriers rushed into the center of the whirlwind, and the body of the four-winged or double-winged scorpion was a bit of frantic biting.

These flying scorpions were originally the souls of the monks who died here. They did not think that these ghosts of Yang Lingwei just restrained them. Just swallowed a few whirlwinds in an instant.

At this time, Wang Junjie led the disciples of Da Luotian and sacrificed sixteen swords. The sixteen swordsmen laid two gossip arrays on their heads. The sword light of the sky kept spinning and turned into a seat. Jianshan, Jianshan on the sword stands, from time to time there is a sword light. Rumbled into the whirlwinds, each hit a whirlwind, and the Jianshan collapsed.霎 万 万 剑 剑 剑 , , 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万

Yue Tianguan is very embarrassed. He has just invested in Da Luotian for ten years. He has no magic weapon to get the hand. So when he passed the water world, other Yuan Ying period monks had a way, but he could not do anything. At this time, he also has no way, only with Wang Junjie on the side, it did not play a role as a monk in the Yuan Ying period.

The younger brother of Luo Yongtian, who was behind him, also sacrificed the sword, forming a sword mountain and slamming into the opposite whirlwind. But Fayong is standing alone in front of the team of Da Luotian disciples. On the head, a sword was thrown, and the more than three thousand swords that were shot out of the sword were hovering around him, and he was closely guarded inside. Around the body of Fa Yongzheng is a circle of thirty-six baby fist-sized beads, which is the thirty-six swordsmanship that Xiao Luotian is famous for in the Xiuxian world.

Fayong is playing with his fingers. Whispered in the mouth: "Go!"

One by one, the sword was bounced out by Fa Yongzheng, and a sword appeared in a moment, turned into thirty-six streams, and spurred to thirty-six whirlwinds. Just an instant. The wings of the thirty-six whirlwinds swelled, but the four-winged or six-winged scorpion in the middle had already been smashed by the sword.

Yue Jing's entire body is wrapped in a colorful light, and the colorful light extends toward the surrounding, forming a magnificent world within a few tens of meters around him. As long as those whirlwinds enter this magnificent world, it seems to have entered the lost world and lost the sense of direction. However, Yue Jing walked freely in this magnificent world. The double fists faintly revealed the virtual image of the white tiger, and the punch and the whirlwind.

Li Ling’s seven-story pagoda was turned into more than ten feet. The emptiness stands in the air, and the two-story door has been opened. Wan Dao Xiaguang is like a big day, and the nearby Cyclone is hit into a powder.

The clouds are floating in the double dragon hood, one dragon defense, one dragon attack. The fire dragon that attacked stretched for more than ten feet, hovering in the whirlwind. The fire spurts the flames, and the whirlwinds are smouldering in the blazing flames.

Xu Lin held a flame knife in his hand, and behind him there was a virtual image of a unicorn, which released a blazing flame, so that the cyclone could not get close. Every knife is thrown out, and the flame knife pulls out a flame of several feet, smashing the whirlwind in front of him.

Chang Mei sacrificed the flag, and instantly turned into a few feet. Every time the flag fluttered, the whirlwind close to him would be frozen. Then the eyebrows were shot out with a mana. The frozen whirlwind turned into pieces and was scattered all over the place.

Time passes unconsciously in the fierce battle, and after a day and night, don't say others. It is Xu Ziyan who also feels fatigue. There are too many whirlwinds, just like killing. Continuous high-strength killing. Let the real yuan in the body of Xu Ziyan go to eight. What's more, other people, no matter what kind of magic weapon you are releasing, you need the support of real yuan. At this time, everyone has almost reached the point where the real yuan is exhausted.

"Hey!" Wang Junjie vomited a spit, and muttered in his mouth: "Mom*, when will Ye Fei refine it?"

Xu Ziyan looked back at Ye Fei and saw that he was still standing there. The light on his body had merged with the stone statue of the six-winged owl, and it was smashed out.

"I don't know how long it will take!"

Xu Ziyan shook his head, sighed and looked at others. Xu Ziyan immediately saw that these monks in the Yuan Ying period had reached the end of the tough, and those monks in the knot period were even more unbearable. It is not that these monks are not enough to repair, but the number of flying scorpions is too large, and the number of hexagrams is increasing, which is putting more and more pressure on everyone. The consumption is also increasing.

“How long can you persist?”

Xu Ziyan's brow was deeply wrinkled. Even the purple smoke is ready to use the true elements within the three hundred and sixty-five points of the body. It is conceivable that this killing is so fierce.

The flying scorpio outside may have realized that Ye Fei is going to refine and refine the mountains and rivers, and the whirlwinds are even more fierce. Let all the monks pressure increase. The monk who had already started the knot period died, just before the eyes of Xu Ziyan and others, he was twisted into a powder by the cyclone.

This time, everyone got the reminder of the phrase "The soul is dead and becomes a beggar" in the light column, and all eyes are on the dead monks. I saw those monks who died, and as the body became powdered, a group of souls gradually formed and formed into a double-winged python, joined the whirlwind, and then rushed to the living monk with the whirlwind.

Xu Ziyan’s other people saw it as a glimpse of the body, and immediately the body had a layer of goose bumps. The heart can't help but float fear. At this time, the situation of the monks is already at stake.

The nine-character Fubao used by Xu Ziyan is the original Fubao that is equipped with a mask. Now it consumes one day and one night, and finally consumes the spiritual power of Fubao, turning into a star and dissipating in the air. The Fubao of the Northern monks behind them also consumed the spiritual power of light and gradually turned into powder.

Xu Zigang wants to take out some of the Fubao, but suddenly there is a humming between the heavens and the earth. This kind of humming is different from the previous humming, and implies a kind of heavenly rhythm. And at this time, if you look down from the sky, you will see that a myriad of whirlwinds are regularly forming a pattern. The pattern implied the Nine Palaces lock-up array. These hundreds of thousands of cyclones formed a nine-game lock-up array with one day and one night. The result was to completely lock this space.

After that, the hundreds of thousands of whirlwinds formed the nine-game lock-up array and smashed and smashed. Xu Ziyan’s mind was moved, but his face was discolored. His own consciousness was lost in connection with the storage bracelet. He also tested the storage ring and lost the connection. He could not get the inside treasure.

In this way, Xu Ziyan’s mind was a little confused. Busy with the purple smoke space to get in touch, gently relieved a sigh of relief, her knowledge and purple smoke space is still connected, but this connection seems to have been suppressed by the Jiugong lock empty array, become very raw.

At this time, all the monks found that their gods and storage rings lost contact, so they were somewhat flustered. Especially when the internal forces were consumed at 7788, many people had a desperate expression on their faces.

One monk began to mourn and turned into a powder. Among the 13-year-old monks, only Xu Ziyan and Yanshan Soul were slightly better in the middle of the period. Like Wang Junjie and others, they were already embarrassed and completely squeezed. Your own potential.

Xu Ziyan quickly looked back at Ye Fei, who was refining the mountain river spectrum. When he turned back, he found that Wang Junjie began to obviously lose their support. If they have a gap that is opened and the cyclone winds in, then Ye Fei, who is in the state of the refining mountain river, simply does not have the ability to fight back. I am afraid that I will not have the hope of leaving here.

Xu Ziyan's eyes were condensed, and his face showed a dignified look. The real yuan in the body's one hundred and eighty points was turned and rushed out of the hole and rushed into the meridian. But this time it was not rushing to her arms, but rushing to the right leg of Xu Ziyan.

"Hey..."

The flesh and blood on Xu Ziyan's right leg suddenly exploded, and a **** flower, the violent real Yuan ran into the sole of the foot along the thigh. Xu Ziyan stepped forward step by step, scorning in his mouth:

"Step by step lotus!"

A few hundred meters around the square of the monk, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly blossomed into a lotus flower. The circle of lotus encircles the monks, and then spreads around the circle in a circle.

Lotus everywhere!

This wonder appeared in front of the monks and made the monks look awkward. Just at the moment of their embarrassment, they saw the lotus swaying all over the place, and the lotus leaves were like being blown up by the strong wind. Densely dense, the entire sky is swaying lotus leaves.

This lotus leaf is desert-like golden, interlaced in the sky, and the ecstasy covers the whirlwind. The lotus leaves seemed to be weak, but they were tough and sharp, and the lotus leaves were everywhere. The flying scorpions were smashed into pieces and the bodies fell to the ground.

For a quarter of an hour, the whirlwind of the dozens of rounds was smashed by Xu Ziyan. At the same time, the lotus flower in that place also consumed spiritual power and was re-created as a yellow sand.

"噗~~"

Xu Ziyan spurted a blood out of his head. For the first time, he gave birth to the step-by-step lotus that he had just realized, and he still overdraw the body’s one hundred and eighty-eight points, and made Xu Ziyan not hurt. The body is shaking in the wind, as if it will fall in an instant.

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