Gourd, thunder and lightning purple spirit vine, fire blade plus teleportation, Zhang Xiaohan almost pressed the bottom of the box as soon as he made a move, and attacked Zhuo Fanchen with all his might.
Zhuo Fanchen underestimated the enemy, he thought that his target was Zhang Tao, or the fire fox, for Zhang Tao, they were in the same sect with each other, and they knew each other, and he also paid enough attention to the fire fox, a spirit beast in the transformation period, but he didn't expect that his opponent was Zhang Xiaohan at all, and he didn't expect Zhang Xiaohan to sacrifice so many treasures in an instant and launch such a powerful attack.
The distance of ten meters is face to face for the monk, such a short distance, the scorching flames rush over, and the word is not enough in an instant.
His spirit whip was entwined with the thunder and lightning purple spirit vine, his backhand flying sword was resisting the fire blade behind him, and his body was castrated against the terrifying gourd in Zhang Xiaohan's hand, against the terrifying flames at the mouth of the gourd.
Zhang Xiaohan calculated everything, including his way to go, or the route of escape, before the flames fought, he only had time to see a cold smile.
This is a smile without any emotion, he and Zhang Xiaohan have no grievances, before today, they have not even met, Zhang Xiaohan has not even heard his name.
However, Zhang Xiaohan didn't mind killing him at all, when the killing intent rose in her heart, and her actions perfectly interpreted her killing intent, Zhuo Fanchen had just realized that he was facing an opponent that he had never expected.
In Zhang Xiaohan's heart, she only calculated how to kill him and them, she didn't regard them as the sect master and Supreme Elder of the Three Temples at all, she only regarded them as the people who must be killed.
The flames rushed with terrifying scorching heat, and in a shorter period of time than an instant, Zhuo Fanchen even knew that his spirit whip was entangled by the thunder and lightning purple spirit vine, and the lightning purple spirit vine released an arc to climb the spirit whip, and there was a monk's treasure on this continent that could release the arc.
The flying sword of the backhand also stopped the fire blade behind him, the red treasure weapon that seemed to drip blood, he even felt the hand holding the flying sword vibrate, the aura collided with the sword body, and there was a burst of burning heat from the flying sword, which was transmitted along the wrist to the arm.
He also knew that his body was catching up with the flame in front of him under the effect of inertia, and even if he raised his spiritual power to the extreme, at a distance of less than ten meters, he couldn't force the direction of his body to twist it.
The snow-white Yuan Infant jumped out from the top of his head, his hands empty, his face full of disbelief and had to believe that he, a monk in the cultivation period, was forced to give up his body by a small monk in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and he didn't even have a treasure on his body, only a naked Yuan Infant escaped naked.
Yuan Ying felt the terrifying scorching heat of the flames, and a white light slashed through, and he didn't have time to discern the direction, so he shot straight into the air, bowed his head slightly, and saw that his body was engulfed in flames, and the connection between his divine consciousness and the flying sword was completely broken.
Panic and fear replaced disbelief, and the snow-white little hand made a move into the distance, but the spirit whip did not break free from the entanglement of the purple spirit vine.
He gave him a horrified glance that was enough to make him regret it for the rest of his life.
He saw that his spirit whip was entwined by the thunder and lightning purple spirit vine, and saw a golden electric current climbing on the spirit whip, he let out a sigh in his heart, and the infant power turned, he only had this yuan baby, and he could only take it and start over.
He didn't have time to regret it at this time, and for a moment, even less than an instant, he couldn't think of much.
But, this was the last thought of his life, and he didn't see that a hideous black shadow was greedily approaching him, hugging him as he glanced back at his body and the spirit whip.
Miao Yunsu and Zhao Changtian watched all this, between the so-called lightning and flint, at a moment that everyone didn't expect, Ju Fanchen, a cultivator of the Divine Cultivation Period, disappeared in front of them, and even Yuan Ying was not left.
At the moment of "Zhang Xiaohan", even Miao Yunsu, who was proud of his identity, roared angrily, the anger in his eyes, and the momentum exuded from his body, rushed straight towards Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan looked at Miao Yunsu lightly, solved the problem of Zhuo Fanchen, her confidence doubled, what about the sect master of the Three Holy Temples, grinding, she also grinded him to death.
She smiled slightly: "Since you want to kill someone, you must have the consciousness of being killed, Sect Master Miao, unfortunately you have found me." ” As soon as Ju Fanchen died, his spirit whip was suspended in the air alone, Zhang Xiaohan stretched out his hand, grabbed the thunder and lightning purple spirit vine and the spirit whip, and collected the spirit whip, at this time, Yan Qingshan also devoured the Yuan Infant of Ju Fanchen, and his whole body was full of strength, roaring silently, grabbing the same swarthy long knife.
Zhao Changtian also looked at Zhang Xiaohan with trepidation, people, once they reach the stage of cultivating gods, they cherish life extraordinarily, because if you take a step forward, as long as you survive the catastrophe and enter the fairy world, you will usher in a new life.
They have been cultivating for two thousand years, just to ascend, and they have lost their lives when they see that they are one step away.
They were also appointed at the time of the thunderstorm, but no one would be willing to put their lives in the hands of another monk.
When they promised Miao Yunsu to come out, they didn't expect to lose their lives at all, they just wanted to exchange for the treasure to resist the thunder tribulation, and timidity and hesitation suddenly came to mind.
The battle between the monks sometimes fights not only for strength and treasures, but also for fighting spirit and fighting spirit, Zhao Changtian was afraid in his heart, and the battle with Zhang Tao was immediately tied.
The master is fighting, even if there is a slight change in his mind, it will directly affect the shot, Zhao Changtian is afraid in his heart, not only Zhang Tao, but even Miao Yunsu can feel it.
Miao Yunsu's face sank again: "Elder Zhao, if Elder Zhuo doesn't check for a while, he will die like this, as long as you contain Zhang Tao, the scum of the sect, I will not let either of Zhang Xiaohan and her two spirit pets go." ” Zhao Changtian didn't say anything yet, but Zhang Tao sneered: "Elder Zhao, are you confident that your strength exceeds Zhang Xiaohan Zhang Daoyou, you have also seen it, I am also a cultivator in the Divine Cultivation Period, you naturally know what my strength is, I will not tell you, I willingly signed a soul contract with Zhang Daoyou, became Zhang Daoyou's soul slave, and put my own life and death on Zhang Daoyou." ” "What Elder Zhang, you signed the soul contract," Zhao Changtian shouted, and his subordinates couldn't help but move.
Zhang Tao didn't take the opportunity to press over, just nodded and said: "Yes, when I signed the soul contract, I was also unwilling, but now I am convinced, Zhang Daoyou has never suppressed me because of the contract, nor is I condescending to me because I am her soul slave." , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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