I’m very powerful. Do you dare to have more powerful red tickets?
The young man in the air smiled indifferently, "If you insist on these two double-headed dogs, I would not be afraid to kill two more people. Anyway, the things on you must be more valuable than these two double-headed dogs."
"Although senior is a cultivator at the second level of the Zhoutian Realm, he should not speak so well." Hearing the strange man's words, Feng Zhiyou also turned cold and said in an extremely unkind tone, "Are you alone?
Can it withstand the siege of so many of us?"
While speaking, Wei Suo saw that Feng Zhiyou had taken the wonderful yellow Ruyi with the illusory light in his hand.
Wei Suo immediately gave Han Weiwei a wink, and Han Weiwei immediately gave out the spirit-eating shield shining with white scales, and then with a little bitter face, he also brought Liu Sanpao's big sword from the treasure.
It was taken out of the bag.
The ordinary cultivator at the two levels of the Zhoutian Realm must not be able to deal with so many people, but seeing this strange young man with confidence, Wei Suo wanted to beat him up, and was afraid that he would be accidentally taken.
What powerful magic weapon did the guy kill it?
"I'll give you another chance to choose." The young man sneered disdainfully: "Either leave immediately or be killed by me."
"Since there is nothing to talk about, what else to say?" Feng Zhiyou also sneered, and directly stimulated the yellow Ruyi in his hand. At the same time, he also said, "Anyway, everyone doesn't know each other,
They are all casual cultivators. As long as you don’t say anything, no one will know.”
Feng Zhiyou's words were intentionally or unintentionally speaking to Wei Suo, because he was afraid that Wei Suo would care about the young man's background and dare not fight with him. In this way, he and the thin old man and others would deal with this.
A monk named Zhoutian Realm is not sure of winning.
Wei Suoke also secretly touched the real spiritual-level black arrow in his hand.
Anyway, Wei Suo and Han Weiwei didn't know each other, so they would kill them all to silence them as soon as they opened their mouths. They must be no good people. Wei Suo had no scruples about such people.
Seeing that Feng Zhiyou's yellow Ruyi was inspired by one, two, two, four, and more and more, the young man had no movement at all.
But at this moment, the yellow-robed monk with the lowest cultivation level behind Feng Zhiyou suddenly released his somewhat bent dagger-like magic weapon and hit Feng Zhiyou's neck behind him.
superior.
Feng Zhiyou's velvet looked like a velvet with good defensive power. The yellow-robed monk's dagger was not even half-spirited, but Feng Zhiyou's velvet could not protect his neck.
At a close distance, Feng Zhiyou only had time to tilt his neck slightly. Blood suddenly surged on his left neck, and a terrifying wound appeared.
The most yellow Ruyi, which inspired, lost the support of her true energy, and fell down immediately.
Feng Zhiyou tightly covered his wounds. Although he seemed to be unable to die, he was so serious that he could not take action.
"Guo Ziqi, you!"
With an incredible harsh shout, a green light shot out from his hand and hit the yellow-robed monk, directly opening a blood hole in the chest of the yellow-robed monk, knocking him out of the back.
But the monk in the yellow robe was like a zombie, with a dazed expression on his face.
"** magic!"
All those who saw this scene clearly turned pale.
"Let me do it!" Han Weiwei shook her hand, quickly took out a pill bottle, and poured all the sticky medicine liquid on Feng Zhiyou's wound. The wound that Feng Zhiyou tightly covered stopped bleeding immediately.
However, due to excessive blood loss, he couldn't even speak. He sat directly on the ground, barely took out a pill, stuffed it into his mouth to regulate his breathing.
"Ah?" Seeing Han Weiwei stop Feng Zhiyou's blood squirting away the wound, the young monk in the air looked a little surprised.
"Don't look at his eyes!"
When the young monk's eyes collided, Wei Suo saw a green light flashing in his eyes, which actually made Wei Suo dizzy. And the one not far from Wei Suo
The expression of the man in the Jinyi family of Zhu also became a little dazed. After Wei Suo's scream, the man in the Jinyi family of Zhu suddenly came back to his senses and wiped his cold sweat with a look of earth.
"Two Zhoutian realm monks? There is only one left now." The young monk showed a feminine smile, and his exposed teeth flashed with a cold light like a poisonous snake's teeth.
Then, the young monk calmly rushed to control the blood blade that was ten feet long under him, and flew more than twenty feet higher.
This height of fifty or sixty feet has exceeded the range that Wei Suo's current spiritual consciousness can accurately judge and lock.
Just as Wei Suo looked ugly and thought about what method to use to deal with this person, the young monk slowly inspired a string of white rosary magic weapons that he had been holding with his right hand.
When the twelve white rosary beads fell, they suddenly separated, and a burst of white light surrounded them, they turned into twelve white bone skeleton warriors who were more than one person tall, holding a big bone sword in one hand and a big bone shield in the other.
"laugh!"
The black little spiritual arrow in Wei Suo's hand was directly stimulated without any hesitation.
The aura emitted by these twelve white skeleton warriors half a head taller than Wei Suo made Wei Suo feel uncomfortable. Without being able to deal with his opponent directly, Wei Suo decided to destroy the monk's piece first
Let’s talk about magic tools.
A ball of black light surged out of Wei Suo's hand, and instantly smashed the shield and arm holding the shield that was pounced on Wei Suo and Han Weiwei to smash.
"Spiritual magic weapon! Boss, you are so powerful!" The man surnamed Zhu, the brocade-clothed man, squeezed to Wei Suo at some point, and it was obvious that he was relying on the big tree to enjoy the cool air.
But Wei Suo's face became even more ugly.
The monk dressed in a middle-aged scholar in a blue shirt, casting the white light shield was instantly cut by two white bone skeleton warriors, and the two black iron shields sacrificed by the strong man in black leather armor
, after being chopped by the two bone skeleton warriors who jumped over, deep marks appeared on the shield surface.
The power of these white bone skeleton warriors' white bone swords and white shields are almost half-spirited, and each white bone skeleton is equivalent to a half-spirited magic weapon!
Moreover, these white bone skeletons do not need to be controlled after being cast, which means that at this moment, it is equivalent to twelve monks casting semi-spirited attack magic weapons at the same time.
No wonder this weird young monk was so arrogant that he wanted to kill them all.
"Dare to destroy my magic weapon! Very good! I will make you worse than death!"
Seeing Wei Suo killing a white-skeleton warrior as soon as he made a move, the young man in the air suddenly had a painful expression on his face and roared.
Wei Suo treated him as a pig, ignored him at all. With a sneer, he immediately stimulated a small black arrow again. A ball of black light passed by, and directly beat the skull of a white skeleton to pieces.
The young man's nose almost turned crooked, and the blood blade pressed down and instantly sank more than ten feet at the same time, he circled his hands and issued a magic trick.
"Shit and shit!"
There was a burst of noise and the ground shaking, as if it was an earthquake. At the feet around everyone, there were bone spurs more than one person tall, as white as the thickness of the arm.
Wei Suo, Han Weiwei and Zhu's monk were all wrapped in a blue light shield. Five or six white bone spurs came out from the ground, but they made many cracks appear on the blue light shield, causing Wei Suo and others to shake their feet and stand
Unstable.
Feng Zhiyou, who was very injured, was lucky, and the strong man with two black armored iron shields who were in charge of two black iron shields and the short and fat monk who was not very good-looking, and there were no bone spurs stretching out below where he stood.
The muscular man with developed limbs stabbed out a bone spur in front of his nose, and it was only a little bit short of piercing his nose, which scared his eyes almost turned into cross-eyes.
The thin old man and the middle-aged scholar in blue shirt were still injured by the double-headed dog before, but the monk sitting on the ground healing was not so lucky. The three of them had just looked a little scared on their faces, and they were
The bone spurs under my body pierced from bottom to top.
Three cultivators at the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm were directly killed by a group of attack techniques from the two cultivators at the Zhoutian Realm!
"Bang!" Wei Suo, whose face was gloomy, destroyed another white skeleton warrior.
After the magic was stimulated, the young monk seemed to consume a lot of true energy. He swallowed two Qi Recovery Pills and flew up again, exceeding the range that Wei Suo could accurately attack.
"Very good, yours is a real spiritual magic weapon. I ruined my three bone magic beads. If I kill you and get this thing, I won't lose."
The young monk sneered and reached out to grab it. The other nine magic beads turned back into white rosary and flew back to his hand. Only half of the skeleton that was broken by Wei Suo at the beginning was still shaking around.
.At the same time, a hideous green skull melted out in the hands of the young monk and smashed it down.
With a bang, a black iron shield was smashed and the green light shield outside Wei Suo and others, the short and fat monk who was not very handsome was also hit by a scattered green light. With a scream,
He fell to the ground and stopped moving.
The muscular man and the black-armored monk immediately gathered next to Wei Suo with pale complexions.
Wei Suo also leaned slightly towards Feng Zhiyou at this time, protecting the seriously injured Feng Zhiyou.
"Brother Li, I'll give it to you. This talisman should be able to pull him into your attack range." A touch of emotion flashed through Feng Zhiyou's eyes. He also stopped refining the elixir of healing and reached out to take it out
A silver talisman was handed to Wei Suo.
"Second-order true magnetism!"
Wei Suo looked at it and suddenly showed a hint of joy in his eyes, which inspired the magic talisman without saying a word.
I saw a gust of silver light passing by, and the young monk and the blood blade under him sank at the same time, and suddenly fell more than thirty feet.
Han Weiwei's ice dragon and Wei Suo's black arrow immediately rushed towards the strange young monk.
The muffled "Puff" sound made Wei Suo and Han Weiwei unable to help but swear in their hearts. At the same time, they were covered with countless runes, forming a black square shield with a tiger-like pattern, and suddenly became a young monk.
The attack appeared in front of him and Han Weiwei was blocked.
This magic shield is actually a real spiritual defensive magic shield!
This strange and cruel young monk actually had more powerful magic weapons and magic weapons than Wei Suo.