Deafening thunder came from behind. Dongfang Zimo without thinking took out a pair of purple armor, then flicked his sleeves and a dark purple shield flew out.
The dark purple shield turned around and became as tall as a hill, with a faint shadow of a poisonous scorpion appearing on the surface.
This shield is made from the poisonous scorpion's giant pincers.
The violent thunder suddenly shattered the hard shield and hit Dongfang Zimo directly.
Just as he was about to hit him, a dazzling purple light suddenly shot out, and the purple armor in the air blocked the blow for Dongfang Zimo.
This set of purple armor is a top-level magic weapon, but it was still struck by these lightnings to create a deep pit.
Dongfang Zimo took a breath of cold air. If he was struck by these lightnings, I'm afraid he would have to deal with it today.
At this critical moment of life and death, Dongfang Zimo naturally ran for his life at all costs.
A wooden box full of aura appeared in his hand. When he opened the wooden box, there lay a silver talisman with a dragon pattern inside.
Dongfang Zimo held the silver talisman between his two fingers, chanted the incantation, and the magic power from his body poured into the talisman like spring water.
Yang Chen next to him saw this strange thing, his face darkened, his fingers were clenched, and a golden brush appeared in his hand.
After learning that Dongfang Zimo was activating the talisman, Yang Chen immediately took cover to avoid interference from the outside world.
With a wave of the golden pen, part of the mana was instantly drained from Yang Chen's body, and then a golden rune the size of a roulette flew out.
The one-horned tiger beast standing on the demonic cloud seemed to feel something, its eyes suddenly became ferocious, its mouth opened wide, and a beam of light shot out, directly defeating the flying runes.
At the same time, a dragon's roar echoed through the sky, and a dragon's shadow that was dozens of feet long was circling and flying above the Feng Shenzhou.
Such an astonishing scene made Yang Chen stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Dongfang Zimo, whose face was pale.
Just activating this silver talisman consumes most of his mana.
After swallowing a few pills, his complexion improved a little.
"This dragon can't hold on for long, so we have to escape from here quickly." Dongfang Zimo said, and a blue sword was summoned by him.
When Yang Chen heard this, he frowned slightly, nodded and then waved the golden brush again.
The sudden appearance of the dragon made the one-horned tiger beast extremely violent, and all firepower was suddenly transferred to the dragon.
For a moment, a scene of a dragon and tiger fighting appeared in the sky.
Sometimes the dragon sprays water mist from its mouth, and sometimes it waves its claws.
The sky suddenly became dark, countless dark clouds gathered, and the thunder and lightning sounded like the anger of heaven and earth.
Just when the one-horned tiger beast was fighting vigorously with the dragon, the dragon suddenly turned into a ball of light and disappeared.
At the same time, several sharp sword energies and countless runes flew towards him.
The unicorn tiger beast, which was originally a little dull, realized something was wrong. After feeling the threat posed by the attacks in front of it, it roared angrily.
Countless golden arcs surged out of its body manically, wrapping it inside.
Dongfang Zimo called the dragon back to the talisman, put it away, and waved his hand, and two beads as black as ink appeared in his hand.
Dongfang Zimo just glanced at it and then threw it with all his strength.
The moment the two beads were thrown, they exploded immediately, and the billowing black mist trapped the Unicorn Tiger Beast inside.
These two beads are made from the venom of poisonous scorpions. If they are contaminated with a trace of poisonous mist, even monsters with golden elixir strength will lose a layer of their skin.
The moment Dongfang Zimo threw the thing out, Yang Chen suddenly activated the Feng Shenzhou.
Considering that the flying speed of this boat was no less than that of monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, it quickly took them flying a thousand meters away.
A few hours later, several rays of light flashed through the sky.
After the four big men put the flying magic weapon back into their storage bags, they looked around for something on the flat ground.
"The magic circle set up by Brother Dong and the two men was destroyed. I guess he must have died in the hands of that one-horned tiger beast." A big man with a sword on his waist said with an evil smile.
"Well, there is indeed the atmosphere of fighting here, but it's strange that there are no corpses." Dong Gong nodded silently and said with a heavy expression.
"We've searched all around here. Could it be that these two people and their storage bags were swallowed by the monster?" A tall man with tied hair seemed to have thought of something and said in an ugly tone.
"If that's the case, then our trip has been in vain!" The shirtless man heard this and said with some resentment.
"Okay, stop arguing! Let's go look around again. If we are really swallowed by a monster, it will be unlucky for me!" Dong Gong said with confusion.
"I think you should go look for it in the underworld!"
A voice that frightened everyone suddenly came from somewhere in the void. With a flash of light, two men suddenly appeared in the air and looked at the four people below with cold eyes.
"Hiss! Impossible! Why are they not dead yet!" The big man with the sword on his waist shouted in shock and anger.
"You are the one who died!" Yang Chen glanced at the big man coldly, with a hint of evil on his face, and a poisonous scorpion that was three to four feet long suddenly rushed towards the big man.
"Foundation-building monster! That's not right!" The big man with the sword on his waist was startled, but he seemed to have seen something and suddenly changed his mind.
But it was too late. When he reacted, a silver spear pierced through him.
The big man's pupils shrank, and after glancing at the dark purple sword in Yang Chen's hand, he fell to the ground and died.
The poisonous scorpion just now turned out to be a phantom transformed from the sword in Yang Chen's hand.
"I didn't expect that you could escape from a monster with the strength of a golden elixir. It seems that you really have a lot of treasures on your body." Dong Gong was not angry about the death of the big man, but looked towards Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen excitedly.
The two of them glanced at their storage bags.
Then a trident flew out and whipped up a hurricane.
Dong Gong was naturally not afraid of these two people as he was in the later stage of foundation building, and he immediately planned to kill people and seize the treasure.
Seeing this, the other two big men summoned their magical weapons to help in the battle.
One person holds two hammers in his hands, stimulating the slightest arc.
The other person offered a bronze bell, and after a buzzing sound, he moved towards Dongfang Zimogai and tried to trap him in the bell.
Dongfang Zimo's face turned serious. He patted the storage bag and a green sword fell into his hand.
Regarding these two foundation-building monks, Dongfang Zimo naturally did not dare to be careless and directly summoned magic weapons to fight.
He held out the green sword, raised his hand and waved it gently into the void, and several identical green swords suddenly appeared.
Whether it was a pair of hammers or a bronze bell, they were cut into pieces after just one encounter with the green sword.
"What kind of magic weapon is this!"
Seeing that his bronze bell was broken, the shirtless man was panicked.
Realizing that they were no match for them, the two big men wanted to use secret techniques to save their lives.
But it was too late, the remaining green swords circled in the air and killed the two foundation-building monks to the ground.