In order to regain face, Wang Xian actually detonated three fire spirit beads at once, which made Cao Yong and other cultivators who understood the power of the fire spirit beads were very surprised.

Bingluan felt the threat of the Fire Spirit Pearl, stopped attacking, and used his magical powers to condense into a circle of solid ice around him.

Three fire spirit beads fell on Bingluan's head and were detonated by Wang Xian at the same time.

The dazzling fire rose into the sky, and the huge explosion was deafening.

The monk watching the battle from afar saw the power of the Fire Spirit Pearl for the first time, and was even more amazed at the strength of the top monks.

Bingluan was swallowed by the fire, and the other monks stopped the attack in their hands, waiting for the result of Wang Xian's attack.

The fire burning in the void gradually dimmed, and a clear sound spread to all directions, and the ice phoenix soared into the sky from the fire.

"Impossible! How could you not get hurt at all!"

Seeing Bingluan's feathers still white, Wang Xian asked in disbelief.

"It's just a small flame of the third-grade true meaning. Even if you infused with more true energy, do you think it can pose a threat to me? I just showed mercy to your subordinates, but I didn't expect you to become more severe and want to hurt me. This time I see if you can escape your life?"

Bingluan said, preparing to launch a fatal attack on Wang Xian.

"Bingluan is worthy of being a ninth-grade spirit beast, and it is indeed powerful. But we cultivators are not much weaker than you. Look at my Xuanbing Golden Crystal Sword!"

As the number one master in Kunlun Fairyland, Cao Yong has reached the third-grade perfect state of true meaning and true meaning of the ice system. In addition, the top-grade spiritual weapon Xuanbing Golden Crystal Sword, he is confident that he will not be much weaker than Bingluan.

Cao Yong's Xuanbing Golden Crystal Sword can fully utilize his ice-type and gold-type true meanings. The two true meanings complement each other with the help of the top-grade spiritual weapon flying sword. Although they have not been integrated, their power has doubled.

Because both true meanings have reached the third level of perfection. Cao Yong's soul origin has also been greatly improved, and he is more smooth and flexible in the use of magic and sword control techniques. He can exert greater power.

Cao Yong's strength is indeed significantly greater than other cultivators. The flying sword he was driving was fierce and fierce, and it was erratic. Bing Luan's strength was obviously much greater than him, and he could not defeat him for a moment.

"Bingluan, you can't even defeat Master Cao, let alone so many of us monks. I advise you to surrender early, so as not to accidentally kill you!" Wang Xian said sarcastically.

"Your strength is pretty good. If you can ascend to the cultivation world, you should have great achievements. However, compared to me, you are still far behind. If you can hold on with my magical powers, you will only rely on the best spiritual weapon." Bingluan admires Cao Yong's strength.

"Spiritual weapons are also part of your strength. If you don't rely on your bloodline talent, you will not have the current achievements." Cao Yong said proudly.

"The spiritual weapon is just an external object, how can it be compared with blood talent? Let you take a look now. The external object is far from being compared with the natural supernatural powers."

After Bingluan finished speaking, she had already pressed Cao Yong into the dense ice needles that were in the downturn. She actually added a few ice cones.

The speed of these ice cones is far beyond the ice needles fired before, and the sound of breaking through the air is extremely powerful, which makes Cao Yong feel a great threat.

Cao Yong used the secret technique to increase the output of the true energy. Only then did he barely block the attack of the ice cone. However, he could not last long and he felt a little anxious.

In addition to the top-quality spiritual weapon flying sword, Cao Yong also has several killer moves. However, he is not sure that he can take down Bingluan steadily. Since that is the case, he does not intend to fully expose it.

Since Cao Yong had made up his mind, he said, "Don't watch it. Everyone uses their own means and don't let Bingluan underestimate us monks."

At this time, there were more than 20 cultivators who participated in the besieging Bingluan. These cultivators were all the sect leaders and core elders of the five major sects and the Taiyue Alliance. Each of them had the cultivation level of the Nine Turns of Yuandan, and the true meaning of the magic and magic that they had comprehended reached the second level. Anyone was famous in the Kunlun Fairyland.

Now, at Cao Yong's suggestion, these monks have used their strongest means, like Bingluan to attack.

For a moment, the powerful top-level magic and various spiritual weapons that are rare in normal times rushed towards Bingluan.

When Yun Feiyang saw the spiritual weapons flying all over the sky, he finally realized how profound the foundation of the top sect is.

Just now, there are as many as ten spiritual weapons exposed. The ordinary monks watching next to them are all secretly shocked.

With such a powerful attack, can Bingluan still withstand it?

The Ice Luan in the center of the storm made a loud cry, and the mighty ice storm formed instantly beside it.

Bingluan didn't care much about the siege of human monks. He believed that even if he lost, it would be easy to escape. Moreover, in the battle just now, Bingluan had always gained the upper hand, making it more confident in its own strength.

Unexpectedly, during this attack, so many spiritual weapons appeared in the hands of the human monks, which finally made Bingluan feel a great threat.

If these monks did not have spiritual weapons in their hands, even if the number of people doubled, Bingluan wouldn't care. But now there are ten spiritual weapons that attack it at the same time, Bingluan couldn't guarantee that he would definitely be able to withstand it.

The Ice Storm magic power that Bingluan is now using is already its strongest strength.

Bingluan is an ice and wind-type spiritual beast, with ice as the main and wind-type as the auxiliary. The ice-type magical powers are the highest, and the wind-type magical powers are slightly second.

Since using the Ice Storm magical power requires a huge amount of true energy, Ice Storm magical powers generally do not use it. Just like in the previous battle, Ice Storm magical powers have already gained the absolute advantage by just using a single ice-type magical power, so naturally there is no need to use the Ice Storm magical powers that consume more true energy.

The situation is critical now, and Bingluan dares not be able to reserve any reservations. He must use the strongest magical powers to have hope of getting out.

The howling wind was mixed with endless ice needles and frost and snow, and in just a moment all the monks surrounding it were shrouded in.

The powerful wind that hits the face is far beyond the imagination of the monks. The strong wind blows on the body, and the exposed muscles are instantly corroded by pieces, and blood is dripping down. The frost mixed in the storm is even more extremely cold. If you have any contact with the **, it seems like entering a thousand-foot ice cave, making people slow down their true energy and qi and blood coagulate.

During the attack of the ice storm, several poor monks could not withstand the erosion of the strong wind and frost, and died on the spot in just a few breaths.

Except for the sect leader and elders of several major sects, less than ten people were waiting for, because of their high strength and the protection of treasures, there were no injuries, the other dozen monks were more or less injured.

The ice storm that Bingluan started stopped and the field was in a mess.

The human monks were seriously injured, and Bingluan was also seriously injured.

Under the attacks of ten spiritual weapons and countless treasures, although Bingluan relied on the wind-type body technique to avoid several fatal attacks, the attacks of more than 20 cultivators were extremely dense, and Bingluan could not completely avoid them.

At this time, Bingluan's white feathers were covered with blood, and several tail feathers were also lost. The feathers on their back and abdomen were no longer as elegant and generous as before.

After this fight, both sides were seriously injured and the conflicts were completely irreconcilable. They both wanted to find a result as soon as possible.

"Bingluan has been seriously injured. Everyone should work harder and try to get down." Wang Xian said fiercely with red eyes.

"What is your ability to rely on the numerous spiritual weapons? I have recorded the gifts you have received today, and I will ask you to repay them one by one in the future. Now I will not play with you anymore. When I recover from my injuries, I will have something to see."

After Bingluan finished speaking, she flapped her wings and wanted to retreat.

"Everyone is siegeing together, and you must not let it escape, otherwise there will be no hope of refining the Blood Yuan Pill, but there will be endless troubles." Huang An urged anxiously.

The other monks naturally understood this truth and used the strongest means to launch attacks.

As a bird, the Bingluan is naturally extremely fast. When it is determined to escape, it is difficult for everyone to intercept it.

The monks didn't expect that Bingluan was so fast. They felt unwilling to see it flying away.

At this moment, Cao Yong took out a white jade plaque with countless mysterious patterns engraved on it.

Cao Yong injected true energy into the jade plaque, and suddenly, an invisible wave emanated from the jade plaque. Cao Yong pointed the jade plaque in the direction where Bingluan flew away, and the fluctuations in the jade plaque immediately enveloped Bingluan's body.

Bingluan felt a very powerful invisible bondage trapping him. It was like it had entered a mud and had difficulty moving forward. Although it was not impossible to move at all, such a slow speed would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the monks.

Seeing that Bingluan's speed had slowed down, the monks were overjoyed and countless attacks fell on Bingluan's body.

Bound by the jade tablet, Bingluan moved slowly and naturally could not dodge. She could only use her magical powers to condense thick ice around her body as a protection.

Although Bingluan's magical powers were amazing, the combined force of the monks was extremely powerful, and the thick ice was defeated in just an instant.

After breaking through the ice, the rest of the energy was still strong and all bombarded the Bingluan's **.

Under this blow, the true energy condensed by Bingluan was scattered, the abdomen collapsed, the feathers flew around, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and they immediately fell into a coma.

Seeing that Bingluan was finally seriously injured and unconscious, the monks finally breathed a sigh of relief, each repairing their own injuries or returning to their consumed true energy.

Yun Feiyang saw that everyone no longer paid attention to Bingluan, who was unconscious, naturally would not miss this good opportunity.

His domain world magic powers can now cover an extremely wide range. Even if he stands still, he can extend to the place where Bingluan is unconscious.

Just as he was thinking, the unconscious Bingluan was silently received by Yun Feiyang in his own domain and world.

"Where is Bingluan? Why is Bingluan missing?"

He Tianxiong had never relaxed his attention to Bingluan, and he immediately discovered the abnormality.
Chapter completed!