Countless stretching green vines covered the sky and the sun, and the winding and flexible branches were covered with sharp thorns, twisting in the air and stabbing at the three people.
Lian Yue waved the fly whisk in her hand, and the Yin and Yang fish began to rotate, making bursts of buzzing sounds. It became louder and louder, and the light became brighter and brighter, forming a golden Tai Chi barrier in front of the three people.
Faced with the attacks of two twelve-level monsters, she could not retreat. To retreat would mean that Mo Xiaoran and Chen Sang would die.
The desperate female Taoist priest burned the source of life, her breath grew crazily, and the shield in front of her emitted a dazzling light.
The tip of the first rattan hit the shield, Lian Yue's heart was shaken, and the energy in her body trembled. The second, third...
Soon, the golden barrier dimmed, and then made a crisp sound, like glass shattering, turning into countless light spots.
The three of them were caught in the cane and fell hard to the ground.
Mo Xiaoran fell to the ground like a meteorite, and the rebound force bounced her up high, hitting her a hundred feet away, blowing up a thick cloud of smoke and dust on the ground.
"Xiao Ran, Junior Sister, Son'er!"
Mo Jiuxuan, who rushed over as quickly as possible, watched helplessly as the people close to him were injured by two monsters. Life or death was uncertain. At this moment, his whole body became crazy.
The Taoist bun on the top of his head fell apart at some point, and his black hair danced wildly in the wind. The spiritual energy swirled around his strong body, and his breath exploded to its strongest.
"I want you to die!"
Tears blurred his eyes, but he ignored them and vaguely slapped a palm in the direction of the two Ziyun Sect monks.
He had forgotten about that banshee. He just wanted to kill the enemies who hurt his daughter and junior sister and avenge them.
There is no sense and no holding back.
"Da Luo Tian Seal, Chi Ming!"
The flames burned over Suolong Territory again, and the entire mountain was almost enveloped in a sea of red fire.
The departing monsters and monks looked back at the top of the mountain. After the red light appeared, they were all proud of their decision to leave early.
Thanks for escaping early, otherwise my life would have been lost.
On the top of Suolongling Mountain, two members of the Ziyun Sect failed to escape the fire and followed in Fang Yuanqing's footsteps.
Three helpers who were carrying demon seeds and transformed into the twelfth level suddenly died, and the enchanting face of the banshee Ye Qiuying turned as cold as frost.
Those three people were human monks, and it was not a pity to die. However, they were now at the critical moment of absorbing the red fruit spiritual energy and condensing the elixir, so they must not give up halfway.
Otherwise, if you miss this opportunity, you may never have this opportunity again in your life.
The banshee was distracted and used her rising realm to suppress Liu Buhui, leaving Liu Buhui in a very passive situation.
After Mo Jiuxuan killed two Ziyun Sect disciples, his consciousness swept over his junior sister, daughter and disciples, and found that the three of them were still breathing slightly, and his nervousness suddenly relaxed.
At this time, purple-red clouds condensed in the sky, and a large number of electric snakes swam among them, and the rumbling sound was earth-shattering.
Condensation calamity!
As long as she survives this calamity safely, the banshee will become a true elixir-condensing demon, and no one in this area will be her match.
Mo Jiuxuan took out three pills to protect the body of the soul from his treasure bag, and flicked them into the three people's mouths, protecting them with a breath of vitality.
Then he stared at the banshee who was about to face the catastrophe, "Monster, if you want to overcome the catastrophe, have you asked me, Mo Jiuxuan?"
"Brother Liu, please forgive me. I will personally avenge my daughter and junior sister and kill this beast!"
Liu Buhui's eyes were filled with tears of excitement, someone finally came to take over.
Regarding this banshee, he was really in a dilemma and could do nothing.
As soon as Mo Jiuxuan finished speaking, he made a bright gesture, and suddenly the red light appeared again, and a roaring fire dragon blasted towards the banshee who was suffering from the catastrophe.
The fire dragon's scales are bright and its long beard is dancing. It makes a sound that shakes the heavens as it swims on the top of the mountain.
Tens of feet away, the skin on the banshee's cheeks blistered in the hot temperature of the flames, and her muscles melted. In the severe pain, she transformed into her original shape, a vine spirit dozens of feet in size.
The vines all over the sky twisted wildly and made a squeaking sound.
If it were an ordinary flame, it would be useless to it.
The second form of Da Luo Tian Seal, Chi Ming, attracts acquired divine fire and applies it to the target. Everything in its path will be burned.
Mo Jiuxuan was only at the eleventh level of Foundation Establishment and could not fully display the secrets of his moves. However, he had already caused great damage to the banshee with only the extremely rare orange technique.
The shrill voice of the banshee Ye Qiuying echoed high in the sky, sounding like a man or a woman, stinging the eardrums.
A large amount of green aura around her overflowed from the vine branches and leaves, forming a green wave that collided with the fire dragon.
Green waves neighed and fire dragons roared, entangled with each other, biting and colliding.
Mo Jiuxuan activated the spiritual sea, instilled spiritual power into the fire dragon, pinched his fingers to control the fire dragon to eat the green waves and attack the banshee.
Whether she should be killed or not is another matter, the main reason is that she doesn’t want her to survive the catastrophe safely!
The huge vine shadow danced like crazy in the lightning and thunder. The demon power, which had already reached the peak of the twelfth level of transformation, slowly dropped due to the fight with Mo Jiuxuan, and it was unknowingly far away from the bottleneck.
A little more.
The red clouds high in the sky quietly dissipated, and the banshee's wish to condense the pill came to nothing.
The huge demon body was stunned for a moment, and then let out an even more shrill howl than before.
"Mo Jiuxuan, I have planned for four hundred years to win the Zhu Guo. Today, you ruined my hope of condensing the pill. I will fight you until death."
Amid the angry roar, the orange demonic power on the body of the banshee seemed to be mixed with blood, turning into a beating demonic color.
Countless vines squirmed, like a child crying, or like a night owl wailing, piercing directly towards Mo Jiuxuan's position.
In this blow, Ye Qiuying used all her strength. She no longer held back. She wanted to cut into pieces the enemy who had destroyed her hope of condensing the pill.
Looking at the overwhelming vines shooting out like steel bars, Mo Jiuxuan secretly used his energy and found that half of his spiritual power had been lost.
"Chi Ming has put so much effort into it, so what about the third form of the Nine Saints?"
Although he has an insight into the use of the techniques and has reached the level of mastery, the consumption of spiritual energy by the orange techniques is extremely huge, which is far beyond what he can bear now.
If you are not careful, you may use too much force and dry up your spiritual sea.
By then, it is very likely to cause damage to the roadbed.
"Chiming can't kill her, but now, he doesn't care about that much anymore!"
"I've known for a long time that this place is dangerous, why do I have to go through this muddy water?"
He smiled bitterly and looked back at his daughter's position, where a small red figure was curled up. Not far away, there was the giant python with a weak breath and unable to move.
Turning around, his eyes regained their determination, and he looked in the direction of the banshee, "If you hurt my daughter, I'll kill you!"
His slender fingers made rapidly changing gestures, and finally stopped on his chest. In an instant, Mo Jiuxuan's aura seemed to merge with the heaven and earth, and the faint Taoist rhyme spread out from his Dantian like ripples.
The plump Dantian shrank, and the whole body seemed to be hollowed out, dry and lifeless.
"Ahem! The Nine Saints is indeed a deadly move. It only takes half a move and consumes all the remaining spiritual energy."
Mo Jiuxuan closed his eyes to squeeze the potential in his body, and a blurry shadow appeared behind him, dozens of feet tall, with his eyes closed, full of sacred and inviolable majesty.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Liu Buhui looked at the illusory shadow standing tall in horror, feeling a strong sense of majesty from him.
The banshee Ye Qiuying's eyes were like lacquer and her expression was cautious. Facing the giant shadow, she did not dare to look down upon it even if she was in the realm of condensing pills. She immediately activated her demonic power, causing little purple-black auras to rise around her.
They seem as beautiful as fireflies at night, each one contains powerful power, and slowly floats with Ye Qiuying's mind.
Mo Jiuxuan stretched out a hand and patted it in front of him, and the huge figure moved like him, slapping it toward the top of the banshee's head with the power of heaven and earth.
When the palm fell, a strong wind arose, and the dust on the mountaintop flew into the air. Ye Qiuying waved her hands lightly, like a light dance, and countless purple and black spiritual lights floated in unison, like rainwater flowing backwards, flying from mid-air to the falling giant palm.
There was an endless stream of explosions under the palm, one after another. When the purple-black spiritual light collided with the golden palm, green smoke filled the air, and the fire produced by the explosion inside flickered in the green smoke.
Mo Jiuxuan felt that the spiritual power in his body was a little weak. He roared and squeezed hard, and his giant hand slowly fell down like a mountain, getting closer and closer to the top of the banshee's head.
Just like the will of God, the banshee struggled to resist, and the purple-black aura was even more powerful, but she could not stop the fact that the palm of her hand was photographed.
Amidst the roar, the huge vine demon body swayed wildly, and the banshee made a desperate last struggle.
Just when the palm was about to fall, Mo Jiuxuan's breath suddenly stagnated, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he fell straight from the sky.
Wu Qingxu had been watching from a distance until then, he flew up to catch Mo Jiuxuan and laid him flat on the ground to rest.
The pressure of the banshee who had escaped from near death suddenly disappeared. She tentatively confirmed it at first. When she realized that the giant palm had disappeared and Mo Jiuxuan was unconscious, she was immediately filled with happiness and joy.
"Hahaha~ God will not stop me. Today, you will all die."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of purple-black energy emitted from the tip of a vine and shot in the direction of Mo Jiuxuan.
Wu Qingxu drew his sword boldly and slashed out horizontally. As soon as the sharp sword energy hit the energy ball, it melted like snow meeting hot water, knocking Wu Qingxu to the ground.
The banshee vine shot out an energy ball again. This time, no one stood in front of Mo Jiuxuan. Mo Jiuxuan, who was still resting on the ground, was directly bounced from the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out. His whole body was in chaos and his breathing was rapid.
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As if to enjoy the pleasure of torture, the giant vines that showed their prototypes continued to emit spheres made of condensed demonic power, bombarding Mo Jiuxuan. The scarred figure was continuously thrown high in the bombardment of the spheres.
Mo Xiaoran saw her father being tortured and struggling to stand up while crying loudly. She was also seriously injured, her breath was disordered, and with the strength of the sixth level of Qi refining, she was completely powerless when facing the great demon who had transformed into the twelfth level.
She held the gun and looked around, thinking frantically in her mind about ways to help her father.
Suddenly, the little girl met the eyes of the giant python.
Mo Xiaoran was startled, looking at the scars of flesh and blood exposed between the hard scales of the giant python. She closed her eyes and felt the spiritual sea, only to feel that the bottleneck of the seventh level of Qi Refining was loose.
It's just a short step away from being able to step into the seventh level of Qi refining.
Her whole body ached, and she had no defense or resistance from the big demon's attack. She was already seriously injured, but the little girl gritted her teeth and persisted. With a gun in hand, she trudged across the ravine-filled ground and walked towards the giant python.
The distance is only thirty feet, and can be reached with just one jump, but now it feels as far away as the end of the world.
Mo Xiaoran's delicate little hand held the gun tightly. The deep grunt made by her father when he was attacked made her heart twist. For a moment, the little girl's heart was filled with anger.
She raised her head and roared, as if to cheer herself up, and focused all her attention on the python's wound.
The python's vertical pupils moved with the girl's position, its facial expression was a little confused, and then it became surprised.
The thin figure who looked frail came straight towards him, the sharp tip of the spear shone with an icy cold light, and the giant python showed amusement. What could a human girl in the Qi refining stage do?