Chapter 87: The oriole is behind, the evil soldiers defeat the enemy
"Huhu..."
The Yuanyang Ruler was suspended in the air, with a strong orange light and a radius of several feet, and the evil spirits and evil spirits disappeared into nothing.
Immediately, the Yuanyang Ruler spun around and sprayed out a Yuanyang Golden Flower, heading straight for the red-eyed boy.
Yuanyang Golden Flower, which is fused with Yunyang Spiritual Fire, is incredibly powerful.
Wherever it went, the evil spirits and evil spirits in the air were directly wiped away.
"Good boy! Are you going to fight for it? Unfortunately, I won't give you this chance!"
The red-eyed boy had a sneer on his lips, made seals with his hands, and changed the spell in his mouth.
The Ten Thousand Souls Flag beside him flew out, emitting a black light that competed with the Yuanyang Golden Flower in the air.
This Ten Thousand Soul Banner is a fake spiritual weapon, and Su Twelve's Yuanyang Ruler is also a fake spiritual weapon now.
The two were of the same rank, and the Ten Thousand Soul Flags were trembling, obviously feeling a little weak.
But even if it fails, it will not be easy to conquer.
The red-eyed boy showed no fear, and even had a faint smile on his lips.
On the other hand, Su Twelve was sweating like rain, his lips were white, and his body was trembling slightly.
This is a sign that the true energy is unsustainable.
He practiced Xiao Zhoutian Qigong, and his true energy was much richer than that of ordinary monks, but he could not withstand such consumption.
"Boy, your true energy is much richer than I imagined."
"It's a pity that seeing you like this, I'm afraid you can only hold on for ten more breaths at most!"
"If you dare to pluck a tiger's hair, you should be prepared to die!"
As the red-eyed boy spoke, he forcefully activated his power, opened his mouth and sprayed out a burst of true energy.
He acted cautiously, and even if it took him ten breaths, he didn't want to waste any more time.
He tried his best to overdraw his true energy, but also to kill the opponent on the spot.
What a cunning old thing!
Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and he immediately felt that the pressure doubled, and his whole body seemed to be sucked dry.
But there was a firm look in his eyes.
"Huh! I'm not sure who died!"
With a groan, Su Shi
He raised his hand, and a white cold light came out of his hand, heading straight for the red-eyed boy with lightning speed.
"A hidden weapon again? The same trick, do you think it will still work?"
The red-eyed boy sneered. He relied on his soft armor to protect himself and was not afraid at all.
But his cautious character still allowed him to keep an extra hand.
He formed another seal with his hands, and instantly, Yin Qi surged from the ground, and thick black mist surrounded him.
"Hmph, even if you have another Yuanyang treasure, I will still...what?! Evil soldiers!!!"
The red-eyed boy was full of confidence. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the cold light penetrate the black mist and penetrate from his heart.
The soft armor on his body was a top-grade magic weapon, but in front of this cold light, it was like paper.
A heart-pounding pain invaded his mind, and the aura around the red-eyed boy was instantly chaotic and violent.
Looking down at his bleeding heart, he looked in disbelief.
"How is that possible! You...you actually have evil weapons with top-notch magic weapons?!"
He has soft armor to protect his body, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary magic weapons to break through his defense.
Coupled with the defensive fog condensed with Yin Qi, it is difficult to pass through whether it is a Sun treasure or an ordinary magic weapon.
Such a double defense can withstand attacks from monks at the ninth level of Qi refining stage.
But despite all his calculations, he never expected that Su Twelve's last attack would be an evil weapon with a top-notch magical weapon.
After all, Su Twelve's previous attacks always used various Zhiyang treasures.
And evil soldiers of this level are impossible to refine without top evil cultivators.
At the moment of life and death, countless confusions and astonishments flashed through the mind of the red-eyed boy.
Even more regretful.
He was already cautious enough. If he had been more careful, he might not have ended up like this.
However, Su Twelve had no intention of answering him.
mean.
The White Bone Spur is extremely powerful, but it is an evil weapon after all. If it is used rashly, there is no guarantee that it will not be broken by the opponent.
Since his appearance, he has used various ordinary magic weapons and Yuanyang treasures to fight against the opponent.
Even those seven soul-breaking nails are just more sinister hidden weapons.
Just for this last moment. ??
In order to prevent the opponent from seeing through it, he even attached a layer of Yunyang Spiritual Fire to the surface of the White Bone Spur. However, this pair of magic weapons had indelible damage.
Seeing that the sneak attack was successful, Su Twelve did not waste any time and forcibly injected the last ray of true energy into Yuanyang Ruler.
The Yuanyang Ruler shook slightly, and the aura of the Yuanyang Golden Flower in the air instantly increased by three points.
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner lost its support, trembled suddenly, and fell to the ground.
In the mountain col, thousands of evil ghosts of wronged souls turned into the sinister wind and returned to the banner of ten thousand souls in an instant.
"puff!"
Immediately afterwards, Yuanyang Golden Flower fell on the red-eyed boy.
"Huhuhu..."
A black-green flame ignited.
The red-eyed boy let out a shrill scream and struggled in pain. But it was of no use at all. He was possessed of evil skills, and when he encountered the Yuanyang Golden Fire, the flames fell out of the oil barrel.
In just a few moments, the red-eyed boy was burned to death and turned into ashes, disappearing between heaven and earth.
On the ground, only a storage bag and a piece of dark red soft armor were left.
Su Twelve used the art of controlling objects and took several objects on the ground into his hands.
Immediately, he walked to the boulder and quickly took away the golden holy spring on it.
When he got the Golden Holy Spirit Spring, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he took back the Yuan Yang Umbrella to protect himself. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground. He stuffed several pills into his mouth and quickly adjusted his breathing.
Now, he has a serious overdraft of his true energy. If he cannot recover his true energy as soon as possible and encounters danger again, he will not be able to deal with it.
On the hillside, Jiang Feixue was stunned and everyone was dumbfounded.
she just
He wanted Su Twelve to rescue his eldest brother, but he never expected that Su Twelve would directly kill the red-eyed boy!
Brother Zhu... is so powerful?!
Jiang Feixue's big watery eyes widened, she realized what she was doing and hurried towards the col.
In the mountain col, the man in white and others also widened their eyes in surprise.
I couldn't believe that the arrogant red-eyed boy who held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and slaughtered nearly a thousand monks as soon as he appeared on the scene was actually killed like this.
And the person who killed him was just a guy at the seventh level of Qi refining stage.
His eyes fell on Su Twelve, and the man in white looked particularly solemn.
He reluctantly swallowed a handful of pills and tried his best to nurse his injuries back.
In his opinion, the person in front of him was obviously the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind it.
Once people finish adjusting their breath, their life and death are still unknown.
It's a pity that he forcefully stimulated the body, and now all the meridians in the body are damaged, and the medicinal stones are completely ineffective.
At this moment, a figure appeared in his sight, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.
"Little sister?!"
"Brother, how do you feel?" As soon as he came over, Jiang Feixue hurriedly came to the man in white and asked with concern.
The man in white smiled bitterly and shook his head, then said: "You came just in time, help me leave quickly, otherwise it will be another troublesome thing for this person to finish adjusting his breath."
"Brother, don't worry. This is my friend, Zhu Hanwei, a casual cultivator. I specially asked him to come and save you!"
Jiang Feixue grinned, revealing two sweet dimples.
"Well! How do you know each other?"
The man in white nodded slightly and glanced across Su Twelve. His eyes were full of meaning, but there was another thought in his heart.
Save us? I'm afraid he's waiting for us to fight Akame Doji until both of us are injured before taking action!
This guy is so clever!
Xueer is good at everything, but she is too gullible.