The action of the old man seemed to be a signal, and the rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators who were still fighting suddenly performed all kinds of incredible secret techniques, or disappeared in place after a burst of white light, or spewed blood into strange blood and fled away, one by one. I would rather lose my essence, but desperately throw away my opponent and run away.
"Hmph!" A bitter cold hum came from mid-air, the face of the Golden Flood Dragon King turned fierce, and with a wave of one hand, after the sound of thunder, a beam of gold and silver light shot out.
This demon actually threw the golden spear in his hand directly at the thin old man with all his strength.
As soon as Yiman Fang made a move, it disappeared in a strange flash and disappeared in the void.
"not good!"
The thin old man in the distance has been paying attention to every move of the Golden Serpent King. When he saw this scene, his heart trembled, and he suddenly threw back the blue mirror in his hand.
In the midst of the blue light, a full moon appeared, several feet in size, and the blue light engulfed the old man's body in it.
And almost at the moment when the blue moon formed, a golden gun that turned into a giant of more than ten feet emerged from close at hand. With a flash of silver lightning, it thundered and hit the center of the blue moon.
The surface of the blue moon shattered inch by inch like a mirror, and the giant spear sank into the middle of the moon and scattered it with one blow.
"Ah!" Witnessing this scene, the thin old man was startled, with a flash of purple light on his body, he wanted to use some secret technique to escape.
But at this moment, the golden gun, which had shrunk by nearly half, shot out from the remaining moon shadow, and after a flash, it stabbed strangely above the purple light.
There was a loud bang!
The brocade handkerchief was an ancient treasure of unknown rank, but the purple light transformed into it actually blocked the attack. But even so, the thin old man felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, and he flew several feet away, unable to control his figure at all.
As soon as the Golden Flood King raised his leg in mid-air, his figure spanned an incredible distance of more than ten feet. With just a few shakes, he caught up with the thin old man in an instant, and he raised his hand to grab it without saying a word.
The five fingers are shining with gold, as if they were made of pure gold.
The thin old man had just recovered from the blow, when he saw the Jin Jiao King's move, his face turned bloodless, he opened his mouth in a hurry, and a green glow shot out from his mouth, it was a fist-sized emerald green ball.
With a sound of "Dang", Golden Claw grabbed the ball into the palm of his hand unceremoniously, but when the two touched, there was a crisp sound like metal rubbing. But Luzhu's body suddenly swelled, as if she was about to shoot out.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Golden Flood King, several inch-long nails suddenly emerged from five fingers, and at the same time golden scales the size of copper coins appeared on the back of his hand.
After a muffled "poof", the monster crushed the ball with his bare hands.
After a glaring green glow flashed by, the golden claws acted as if nothing had happened, without any damage.
"Dragon Transformation Technique!"
The moment the bead was destroyed, the thin old man yelled involuntarily, and at the same time spat out a mouthful of blood in a connected mind. But there was this delay, the purple light wrapped around him and shot out again, and in an instant, he was separated from the Golden Flood King by more than ten feet.
But this time, the Golden Flood King didn't go after him, but his face under the armor sank, and he punched slowly towards the distant purple light with one hand.
Above the purple light, a golden fist with a size of about ten feet appeared strangely, striking downward like lightning.
After a loud "boom", the thin old man was sent flying diagonally by the giant fist, and fell like a meteorite to the top of the stone peak. submerged in it.
There was a sneer at the corner of Jin Jiaowang's mouth, he moved his body, and the next moment he appeared in the belly of the pavilion, stood on the edge of the big hole and looked in twice.
As soon as the arm was raised, the palm of the hand was shining golden, and it was about to put the thin old man to death in one breath.
But at this moment, his expression changed, and the direction of his arm suddenly changed, and he grabbed it somewhere in front of the attic door, and at the same time he yelled: "Who is where? Get out!"
The five golden lights shot out in a flash, and disappeared into the ground at once.
After a few "Puff" sounds, five several zhang-long grooves appeared in front of the attic. They were dark and extremely deep, but the ground nearby was nothing strange at all, and no human figure emerged.
Seeing this situation, the eyes of the Golden Flood King on the attic flickered a few times, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
Just now he felt an inexplicable shudder without any sign, which made his whole body chill, and launched an attack almost without hesitation.
This monster didn't really discover anything, but it was a subtle induction from the spirit beast of heaven and earth, which prompted it to make such a subconscious action.
This premonition of danger has saved his life several times during the tens of thousands of years of cultivation.
But now that the attack failed, Jin Jiao King also hesitated, not sure if it was just a momentary illusion.
After all, it is not uncommon for the premonition to go wrong before.
It's just that the trembling just now was too strong, as if something extremely dangerous was peeping at him, which made him still have lingering fears.
Just when the demon was considering whether to expand his search, the pile of rubble at the bottom of the big hole in the attic moved, and then returned to normal.
But just this strange sound attracted the attention of King Jin Jiao, and after sweeping his eyes over the pile of rocks, a trace of murderous intent appeared on his face.
He grabbed it with one hand!
After a roar, the golden spear emerged from the electric snake.
Without saying a word, the demon grabbed the gun and swung it fiercely.
In the flash of the silver arc, the golden gun suddenly turned into a dazzling rainbow and shot down, and disappeared strangely on the way. When he reappeared, the spear had already been stuck on the ground some twenty feet away from the attic.
With a "bang", the golden gun disappeared into it.
Immediately there was a muffled snort, and then the ground nearby was completely shattered, countless broken stones shot everywhere, and at the same time, a purple light broke through the ground among the chaotic stones, it was the thin old man.
It's just that the old man at this time was pale, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered in purple light that was flickering and flickering, a sign that he was about to collapse. It seems that although the purple light is miraculous, it finally couldn't hold on after being hit hard by the Golden Flood King one after another.
As soon as the old man was forced out, he immediately flew out of Shi Feng in a panic.
The sinister grin on the corner of the Golden Flood King's mouth deepened, and he grabbed down again, and the golden spear emerged from the void again.
After swaying one arm again, the thin old man whose light escape slowed down a lot, although he sacrificed a shield and an iron ruler again, but it was useless in front of the golden spear that flashed in front of him!
After two loud bangs, the two treasures were immediately shattered with one blow, and the golden gun passed by without stopping.
Although the thin old man tried his best to dodge, he couldn't dodge at all with the speed of this gun.
As a result, the golden gun pierced through the thinned purple light and flashed across his chest.
The middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator let out a scream, and then fell down. The whole person fell to the ground and remained motionless for a blink of an eye. On his turned chest, there was a scorched black hole as thick as a bowl, and there were several slender silver arcs flickering around it, and a burnt smell came out faintly.
"Hmph, a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator also wants to run away from this king. It's just a daydream!" King Jin Jiao said expressionlessly after raising his hand to recall the golden spear again.
Then with a single hand swing, the sound of piercing the air came, several nails shot out, rose in the wind, and then turned into giant golden nails about a foot long, firmly nailing the old man's limbs and neck to the ground .
Immediately, the nailed rune flashed, and several golden chains emerged, sealing the stiff old man here, and the Nascent Soul could no longer escape from the body.
Only then did King Jin Jiao feel relieved, and he grabbed the old man with one hand, and the storage bag at his waist was directly caught in his hand, and after sweeping it in with his divine sense, his face immediately became stern.
He raised his head gloomyly, and swept his eyes around the air!
I saw only the master for a moment, several other Nascent Soul cultivators who escaped, two of them were once again entangled by the original demon cultivator, another gray-robed old man holding a gourd and another cloud of blood mist escaped, and in a blink of an eye I saw It looks like two black dots.
However, behind the gray-robed old man, the newly-appeared demon cultivators teamed up to chase after him, and they seemed to be relentless in their pursuit.
The cloud of blood mist threw the other two demon cultivators farther and farther away, and the escape speed was far faster than the opponent behind them. The corner of Jin Jiaowang's mouth twitched, looked at the blood mist in the distance, and after a moment of pondering, his body moved, and a golden light shot straight towards the direction of the blood mist.
Looking at the golden light in the distance, Han Li, who was standing by the gate of the attic, let out a sigh of relief.
Just now, after seeing the golden dragon king blowing the thin old man into the attic with one blow, his mind moved, and he wanted to restrain the thin old man with his hands, and directly searched his body to see if the top-grade spirit stone was on him.
But in the end, I felt that it was not safe, so I endured it.
But I didn't expect that the Golden Flood King's spiritual sense was so sensitive, and in this moment of distraction, he was sensed by the other party, and suddenly grabbed the place where he was standing.
Fortunately, his escaping technique is now extremely miraculous, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the other side of the pavilion to the gate, and the grab naturally fell into the empty space.
And judging from the expression of King Jinjiao just now, the thin old man's storage bag really does not have that top-quality spirit stone, and it is even more impossible for the old man to hide the spirit stone directly on his body.
After all, aura is such a pure thing, if it is not placed in the storage bag, anyone can see it at a glance.
Han Li also ignored the thin old man on the ground, and his eyes also looked at several places in the air.
At this moment, under the blue monster mist, there is only an eighth-level unknown monster cultivator, suspended in the air motionless, it seems that it is the man specially left by the Golden Dragon King to monitor Shi Feng.
This demon cultivator has a light blue complexion and a ferocious face. There are blue scales all over his bare arms and thighs, which looks really ferocious.
Suddenly the demon cultivator turned his head and stared to one side.
Seeing this, Han Li felt a flash in his heart, and turned his head to follow suit.
Not far away, a ball of yellow light was flying towards here, and there was a vague appearance of a monster holding something in its hand.
Han Li's eyes flickered, and blue lights flickered in his pupils. He actually displayed the supernatural power of the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes, and saw the monsters in the yellow light clearly.