The pavilion master of Beidou Pavilion not far from Patriarch Mu Kong saw this situation, his face showed a dignified color, and he did not know when he had a colorful cloth bag in his hand, and he threw it into the air, and at the same time a colorful rune flashed out of his mouth. Submerged in it.
Whoops!
Suddenly, a steady stream of colored streamers poured out from the cloth bag, like a rainbow, hitting the scattered black flame dragons.
Even though these Black Flame Flood Dragons are extremely fierce, but under the impact of these colorful streamers, they actually shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Between two or three breaths, more than half of the Black Flame Flood Dragon was defeated by the colorful streamer.
But after these black flame dragons collapsed, they did not completely disappear. Instead, they turned into black mists, and then rolled and merged into the black vortex where the black-robed young woman was in.
The rest of the Tongxuan great powers saw that the Mu Kong ancestor and the Beidou pavilion master worked together, and they were only worthy of a tie with a clone of the mother of the worm. They no longer have any thoughts of entrusting them, and they have to rely on people. Many advantages, in a two-to-one, or three-to-two manner, it fought with more than a dozen mothers of the worm.
All kinds of radiant magic weapons, as well as many brilliant auras in the dense lightning, centered on these black vortices, turning into arrays of mana waves visible to the naked eye and spreading away.
When these profound abilities met, the entire sky suddenly turned dark. After the surrounding void was blurred for a while, it became distorted and exudes a breathtaking breath of destruction of the sky and the earth.
You know, a great power in the Tongxuan Realm can cause mountains and mountains to collapse, thousands of miles of rivers flow backwards, not to mention dozens of Tongxuan fighters at the same time!
Fortunately, the battle range of these profound abilities is no longer within the reach of everyone present. Apart from the earth-shattering visions and movements, they did not have much impact on the battlefield below.
However, these magnificent scenes were so amazing that many human monks could not help but look up from time to time after the battle, and all of them showed inexplicable horror on their faces.
Just when the two sides communicated with the mysterious, celestial phenomena, and the ordinary army, there were about two hundred cultivators everywhere in the human race cultivators began to move around!
At this moment, Liu Ming was full of black air, and his expression was calm, and he could not see the tension of being trapped in the army of the millions of snakes.
He turned into a black streamer, advancing from left to right in the vast sea of worms. With the help of the bitter wheel sword and dragon and tiger underworld prison skills, he forced a bloody path.
Although the battle between the Tongxuan powers at the highest point was the fiercest, it would be impossible to tell the winner for a while.
The two celestial phenomena realm powerhouses fighting in midair below, although it seems that the human race monks have the upper hand, but it is extremely difficult to encircle and kill these dozens of celestial elephant realm powerhouses in a short period of time.
And in the army at the bottom, there is a mixture of people and insects, and now it can only be described with a mess of words.
The cultivators of the Taiqing Sect huddled together, constantly urging all kinds of spiritual weapons and swordsmanship, and the powerful range attack had a significant damage effect on the moor army. It can be said that it is the most stable and stable team.
The Celestial Demon Valley army is headed by the four ancient demon of the Celestial Elephant Realm, and is divided into several large battle groups. However, the battle groups maintain close contact between them, and the opposing moth tribe army is also divided into several parts. Due to the huge combat power of the middle and high-level ancient monsters, they also smashed the scorpion tribe army into chaos.
Although the Xuantian battleship of the Tiangongzong was destroyed a lot, the disciples of the Tiangongzong didn't know when they began to manipulate a battle puppet of different sizes. Among the boring army, it was also rampant, and the momentum was shocking.
Compared with this, the Demon Xuanzong army has suffered a lot.
Although the disciples of the Demon Xuanzong formed a neat formation at first, these disciples were ferocious and bloodthirsty. They often rushed out of the formation inadvertently, and were immediately surrounded by the scorpion army. Instead, they were isolated and defeated. End.
The rest of the major, medium and small sects and family forces are also fighting separately at this moment. The two sides have died and injured each other, and on the whole they are faintly showing a stalemate and protracted war.
This is the best time!
An imperceptible joy flashed in Liu Ming's eyes, and the whole body was filled with black air, ready to copy the moth tribe's army and scavenge from the depths.
Suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and the black light all over his body disappeared in place.
Almost at the same time he disappeared, dozens of groups of rancid green liquid blasted from all directions, covering its original location. After a burst of blue smoke on the ground moth tribe’s body, it melted into one. Beach green water.
Immediately afterwards, patches of black borer came here from all directions, and at the same time, there was a sound of wings in the air, and densely packed borer bat flying straight down.
There were even more than a dozen black worms exuding the aura of true pill realm, rushing towards this place.
Liu Ming's expression changed, Zhou's black mist turned into a faint light curtain to cover his figure, and then he patted his chest with his right hand, with a few soft sounds, a piece of silver armor instantly wrapped in the dark light curtain. whole body.
He ignored the low-level insects and beasts around him, the stream of light flashed, and he suddenly appeared behind a true pill-level black worm. With his left arm stretched out, his fist was wrapped in a circle of silver light, and it instantly shined with a roar of tigers. , Smashed at it.
The black worm only felt a flash of silver light, and its large head banged and turned into a pool of blood mist.
At the same time, Liu Ming flashed silver light all over his body again, and his long sleeves waved at the surrounding low-ranking moths, breaking the sky loudly.
Dozens of purple sword lights swept away like fan bones.
Suddenly, within a radius of one hundred meters centered on him, dense purple sword light circulated in the eyes.
Immediately afterwards, crackling sounds sounded one after another!
The worms and beasts of the scorpion clan in the area only felt that the purple electric light flashed in front of them, and the body had been torn apart, and then the stump and broken arm, together with blood of various colors, poured down from the air like rain.
What was even more surprising was that even though some of the sting borer's attacks hit Liu Ming's body in the black mist, it seemed to have been swallowed, and after a round of blue smoke, it disappeared.
Taking advantage of this bloody storm, Liu Ming's figure shook a few times, and once again lased towards the deeper area.
The horned dragon not far away, rushing from left to right among a group of green flying insects, a simple long sword exuding a pale golden streamer, with layers of burning air, turned into a dazzling sword curtain.
The surrounding attacks fell on the golden sword curtain, and immediately seemed to have evaporated, and the hiss turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and disappeared.
Pieces of green flying insects shrouded in the attack range of the golden sword screen were unable to retreat. Amidst the buzzing of the sword light, they were cut into pieces in a moment, and fell from the air. There was a strong burning smell.
Immediately, the sword light swayed slightly in the air, and once again turned into a pale golden flying sword as thin as a cicada's wings. After the horned dragonzi's figure was blurred, he stood on the long sword, facing another densely packed scorpion clan. The insect beast lased away.
On the other side, a middle-aged man in the white Confucian robe of Haoran Academy danced a pair of judges' pens in a vigorous manner. Under the pull, many low-level stem borers died on the spot, torn apart.
Just when he wanted to go deeper, he heard the sound of "chichi" above his head. Hundreds of red spikes shot down from several winged borers who had just flashed out. .
A scream came!
Although the middle-aged Confucian student hurriedly released several spiritual weapons to defend himself, under the sharp and dense spikes, it was just a breath of effort, and he was penetrated together with the magic weapon, and even the spirit was not able to escape.
Similar scenes were repeated in several other battle groups.
Approximately two hundred monks who were tasked with poisoning poison began to advance quickly toward the depths of the scorpion tribe army ahead with a tacit understanding.
These elite disciples of the True Pill Realm selected by the Alliance have taken out their own housekeeping methods, various magic weapons and techniques that are rarely seen outside, turned into a variety of dazzling beams of light and sword energy, accompanied by each Various spells sounded in the wind.
The low-level stem borers that blocked the front of these disciples suddenly turned into a bloody rain, and they couldn't stop them at all. Even if there were a few more powerful True Pill-level stem borers blocking the front, most of them were strangled by thunder means by several people.
However, the number of the moth tribe army is too large, and there are still screams coming one after another from time to time!
After a meal of effort.
After paying a considerable price, nearly a hundred monks, including Liu Ming and Xiaolongzi, finally smashed their bodies to a depth of dozens of miles into the moor tribe's army.
In the depths of the moth army, the natural situation is more dangerous, all kinds of auras are scattered, and all kinds of explosions are endless.
Liu Ming condensed his gaze, looked at the location, raised his brows, flipped his right hand, and a slap-big black gourd appeared in his palm. It was the poison used by Shennong Valley to restrain the moth race.
The horned dragon child not far away flashed sharply in his eyes, and the golden sword light in his hand was even more brilliant. He instantly chopped a group of worms and beasts into several pieces, and all kinds of stumps, broken legs and black blood were sprinkled in an instant. After the ground, he patted his waist with one hand again, and took out the same black gourd, with a grin at the corner of his mouth, his body shaking a few times, and he shot towards other areas.
Liu Ming's complexion sank, and he gently stroked the gourd's mouth. After a few hissing sounds, a piece of green liquid suddenly spurted out of the gourd.
Immediately afterwards, his figure shook, turning into a black streamer and protruding from left to right among the borers.
The poison left a rain curtain of several feet thick behind Liu Ming, and within a few breaths, it surrounded the worms and beasts in the surrounding area.
At this time, the other hundred monks including Xiaolongzi stopped rushing forward, most of them took out the same black gourd and began to splash green liquid everywhere.
For a time, the green light was everywhere, and a large swath of strong green raindrops gave off a strange smell, scattered in mid-air, like a heavy rain.
As soon as the insects and beasts of the low-level spine borer came into contact with them, their bodies immediately twitched, and after a few more painful struggles, they all lost their vitality.
After being exposed to these poisons, the headed True Pill Realm worms did not immediately fall to the ground despite their painful expressions and their speed of movement.