When the flood comes, the soil is hidden, and the five elements are not discussed. The old man pointed out the direction, but more to cheer himself up.

Life and death are at stake. He cannot make mistakes, and he will never be able to get rid of his mistakes.

The waves swept by, and the electric python reappeared. The ambushed monks did not flee in all directions, but tried hard to fix themselves and kowtowed together.

The head touched the ground, the ground flipped open like waves, squeezed like sand and dust, and disappeared in an instant.

The ability that can only be understood by hiding the ground and breaking the realm is actually the talent of the Sand Clan? It is still mastered by so many people?

Facts have proved that the Sand-Splitting monk used not the real escape technique. Otherwise, this magical power would be too valuable, and the inspiration would probably roar three times and curse the unfairness of the Heavenly Way.

When you kowtow and seek escape, your posture is first inferior to others. Another word "seeking" means that even the root of practicing Taoism has been lost, so how can you not be controlled?

The old man disappeared, and he escaped, but his actions were extremely awkward. The originally friendly earth somehow became stagnant, like a sticky mud pond, all over his body, and he was struggling. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that whether he observed or visited in person, the floating demon had pressed his hands, but he never saw any effect.

I’ve seen it now, it’s too late to regret it!

It has always been believed that the floating demon is disgusted with the earth. The fact is that this is true. The floating demon walks without touching the ground, and even the electric python transformed from its toes is unwilling to touch the ground to attack, but this does not mean that it cannot attack the earth lion; on the contrary, as long as it fights people on the ground, its first opponent is under its feet.

It did not do much, but just made the earth strong and as strong as steel. If the opponent was replaced by a cultivator who truly practiced earth escape, such as an inspiration, it would be completely unaffected by it. No matter how hard the ground was, it would still be ground, it would not be iron, nor would it turn into silver or gold.

But for the Sand-Splitting monk, this was a complete disaster.

The old man thought it was a mud pond, and it would become a mud wall for others, a mud city, or even a hard wall as hard as a copper wall. Several monks lacked their cultivation. They were not proficient in magical powers and fire, and they were dizzy when they hit them, and almost fainted on the spot. There were also a few people who had their heads in, but their bodies remained on the ground. The expected situation did not appear, and everyone was shocked.

This is not a place to escape, it is clearly a wall!

The electric python flashed. The person who could not escape the ground was pierced through his forehead, and the person who left the lower body on the ground was swept up by the electric python, pulled out of the ground, and even torn into pieces.

It should be mentioned that no matter how embarrassed the monks who escaped the ground were, as long as they could successfully get in, the floating demon would not attack again; twice the electric python barely chased the monk's soles, and immediately took them back when they approached the ground, without any hesitation.

"Stupid!" The floating demon made the first evaluation of its opponent, which made the old man feel ashamed and angry, and he has not yet figured out how to adjust his strategy. A more terrifying attack followed.

The enemies are all underground, and the floating demons are slowly rising. The huge body is swaying like leaves, and the vines are flying.

That is its "apron".

The silk whiskers around the edge of the belly grow rapidly like toe, piercing from top to bottom like a tube, and inserting roots into the ground; there is still no powerful magical power, and the floating demon uses the only part of its body that is not afraid of the earth to penetrate deep into the earth and starts to pour water.

The water of the Sishui River has been refined for countless years after the Floating Demon Sacrifice!

After a brief silence, the drastic change occurred. The flat and solid ground undulates like waves, cracking, and stinking mud with a breath of death. A sound of shrill and helpless wails came from below, and the ground then raised one by one, cracking, and rotting people!

At this moment, the monks of Sand-Splitting were not allowed to attack the enemy from top to bottom, and their headless flies rushed around. They just wanted to get out of the land that had made them feel friendly and had provided them with endless help, and leave the ocean of life and death.

It's so miserable and unjust. These monks are not weak. If they are outside, even if the floating demons release heavy water, they can at least use magical instruments to resist, or simply escape and stay away. Because the speed of water injection is not as fast as their bodies grow, they have time to react. But these people drilled into the ground, and in order to maintain their escape speed and flexibility, all protective instruments must not be turned on. Facing the surrounding mud that has been "corroded or even melted" in an instant, they can only with their bodies and a thin layer of spiritual light.

How can I bear it? Not to mention that this is the water that the floating demon has been tempered for thousands of years and is reluctant to use, even if the Sishui River is now taking some river water, it is not something that can be used to take a bath; coupled with the increasingly heavy squeeze around, dozens of monks were like toads poured by boiling water, taking off their skin, crying bitterly, and the essence of red cultivators came out of the ground

Another wave of offensive has arrived.

Ten lightning flashed, and ten more people were wiped out. At this point, nearly forty monks ambushed at the ferry were injured, and less than seven were left.

The reason why it is insufficient is that two monks could not escape from the desperate intentions and took the initiative to collapse their bodies. The Nascent Soul teleported away with a wounded body, but instead resisted the electric python's attack and escaped from the sky. Of course, although the floating demons at this time did not have time to chase, they only had Nascent Soul and were highly poisoned. Whether they could survive in the end was still unknown.

Where is the floating demon? In addition to spitting out a few mouthfuls of dirty water, breaking apart two electric pythons, and having a wedge-powered power consumed by the sand world before, it can be said that it is almost unharmed.

The battle ended like this, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Not to mention the old man who split the sand, even the floating demon himself was surprised. To be fair, if these people gathered together and fought with them with all their might, the floating demon felt that he would be in trouble and was quite troublesome. As a result, after only a few of the strongest cultivators survived, the opponent was almost completely injured and died. Among them, although many accidental effects occurred outside the scene, the floating demon could not help but feel excited and sighed about his magical martial arts.

The excited Fully Demon suddenly remembered something, as if some dusty memory was awakened, or he had understood some truth, realized his dignity, and spoke loudly.

"Silly humans, lowly cultivators, dare to offend the majesty of the gods and die!"

Hum? God General? Why did I say this? A thought flashed through my mind. Before it could figure out what changes it had happened, the response would follow.

"The monster can only kill it! Kill it for me!"

As the old man who split the sand howled wildly and regretfully, the light lingered in the sand and dust rose again, the remaining monks rushed forward in a ten times more violent manner than before and launched a new round of attacks.

For the monks who split the sand, it takes courage to counterattack at this time. Courage comes from inspiration. Where does the inspiration come from?

The two monks who exploded their bodies were dying.

Before, everyone focused their guards on the ten toes. In their opinion, the thing carrying the electric python was simply irresistible. No one could pass by when they were attacked. Then they were scattered and no one could be exceptional. It was not until someone chose to self-destruct at the end that they realized that the so-called strongest was the weakest. Compared to the other means used by the floating demon, those electric pythons were almost negligible and were completely fatal.

The electric python is essentially a physical attack, and it cannot use common means such as magic power and breath pressure to judge the power. In addition, its speed is unimaginable, and there is also a roar of thunder. The lightning jumps like a spirit snake dancing wildly, which really scares many people. The reason is actually very simple. Take the body refiner as an example. If the speed of a fighting spirit punch and a martial spirit punch are the same, how to distinguish their strength?

It can only be seen in the effect and the identity of the opponent.

Who is the Fu Demon? The leader of Si Yao is mysterious and has survived for thousands of years or even longer. It makes people feel numb when thinking about it. As for the effect, all the people in it are dead, do you still need to think about it?

What about it? The two monks who had only half of their cultivation level were seriously injured and died. Their bodies exploded and blocked the electric python attack. They also smashed it into pieces, which was relatively large toes that could reach 10,000 meters in length. But for the monks who split the sand, it was like a sudden dawn before dawn in the darkness. In despair, they were as excited as if they heard the horn of reinforcements, and even excited.

The opponent's offensive is broken, so that's all that! The survivors' confidence suddenly increased, their bodies were filled with an inexplicable force, their eyes were filled with red light of revenge, and they roared and roared forward.

"If it wasn't for the start of being attacked, if it wasn't for those rivers, if it wasn't for the escape technique, if it didn't want to ambush the other party, they would fight directly with him."

Others felt excited, but the old man who split the sand was bleeding in his heart, immersed in deep regret. In order to ambush the floating demon and to monopolize his achievements, not only did he die or suffer all his confidants, but even the elites in the city were also drawn away. If they succeeded, it would be fine. If such a thing failed, no longer had the hope of being involved in the floating demon, his status in the clan would be lost, and his losses would be unimaginable. What was particularly annoying is that the problem was not in the strategy. He did nothing wrong, and he was only disrupted by a few accidental trivial matters, and everything changed.

Revenge, revenge, revenge!

Only this thought was left in his mind. The old man roared repeatedly, pulled out a long red sword with his back hand, flew up to the sky regardless of everything, tearing the sky and slashing.

"This knife is refined in ten thousand meters of earth fire. I want to see how much water you have to use!"

Maybe he was fooled by those two mouthfuls of water. He could actually shout such ignorant words during the battle. Well, even if the water can extinguish the fire enough time

People who are surviving in a desperate situation are most likely to be red-eyed. People who are red-eyed have no rationality to say. Almost everyone has only one thought left in their minds: revenge! With the figure of the old man, everyone has unfolded their best and most powerful magical powers and magic weapons, and pounced on the body of the floating demon.

There was only one exception, the young master who survived the battle. At this time, he was sneaking like a shadow, hiding silently to ten thousand meters away, reaching out to take out a few magic weapons, placing them quickly, and urging them with magic power.

On the battlefield, the roar of the floating demon sounded for the first time; at the edge of the battlefield, rays of light flashed, and star marks gradually appeared three feet above the ground.

Six stars!
Chapter completed!