"Quack quack..."

When the tall monk laughed wildly, he burst into aura, his gray hair flaunted, and he raised his hand and threw a long knife.

The long knife condensed a few feet long blood-red knife gang in mid-air, and with the momentum of crushing, it instantly collided with Yang Ji, who was only attacking but not defending.

The powerful shock wave seemed to be real, and like a tsunami, it shattered all the mountains and forests in a radius of one hundred feet, and a large pit of tens of feet appeared on the spot.

The scale ball transformed by the little beast earth spirit was rushed tens of feet away by the shock wave, it seemed to be in no danger, but it had recovered, stretched its figure, and took the opportunity to burrow into the depths of the ground again.

"The dream this time is so solid, the impact of the attack from the Earth Immortal didn't reveal the slightest flaw..."

On the top of a tree hundreds of feet away, Xia Chaoyang sighed softly.

Bai Yunlou nodded slightly and replied: "The Dreamland Tower has nine levels in total, and this one is the third level. Unless the state of mind is transformed and the illusion is broken, only a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm can break through the dream with a full blow."

As the two communicated, the battle below became more and more intense, with knives raging, gun shadows all over the sky, and mountains and rocks collapsing.

Several forests were even ignited by splashing magical powers, which caused mountain fires.

After all, Yang Ji's cultivation level was no match for the tall monk, and with the short monk attacking him side by side, his explosive momentum was a little weaker, so he was found.

The powerful sword gang that fell straight down detonated one after another, instantly chopping Yang Ji into the air.

The long knife wrapped in the knife gang suddenly appeared, and took advantage of the opportunity to nail Yang Ji to a boulder.

At the same time, a belt-like rope flashed out like a spirit snake, binding the seriously injured Yang Ji firmly.

Powerful saber intent suppressed the seal, the magic weapon was bound with ropes, and the energy in the body stagnated. Yang Ji no longer had the power to fight back.

The tall monk laughed wildly, and stepped forward to pull out the black Qiankun bag from Yang Ji's arms. He was very proud and was about to put it in his arms, but the laughter suddenly stopped. look.

When he looked down, a long nail had already protruded from his chest, revealing a three-inch long blue nail tip.

"Soul-killing nail... why, you and I... have been friends for decades..." The tall monk roared hoarsely, but he could only fall powerlessly aside.

"What's wrong with decades of friendship, every time you **** the benefits, you take the bulk of it..."

The short monk snatched the Qiankun bag from him, and kicked him several feet away.

After putting away the Qiankun bag, the aura of the short cultivator's cultivation began to explode, surpassing the height of the tall cultivator in a short while.

Seeing the surprised look of the tall monk, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "In the end, all the magic weapons are not mine, hahaha..."

"What is a Qiankun bag? It's really blind. What I want is more than these external things..."

The short monk showed a look of disdain, and was too lazy to look at the tall monk whose aura was fading away. He walked up to Yang Ji, and an extremely sharp blue flying knife flashed in his palm, and fell directly between his eyebrows.

At this moment, there was a loud bang from behind him, and the little beast earth spirit quietly got out of the pile of rocks at some point, and just now with all its strength, it landed on the tall male cultivator's forehead.

The soul of the male cultivator who was nailed through the heart by Miehun was gradually dissipating. After being hit by this tail on the forehead, he immediately lost consciousness, and the divine lines between his eyebrows disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, the dark lines on the forehead of the little beast earth spirit also dissipated.

This scale armored little beast was clever, and even took the opportunity to shatter the Divine Mark of Recognition of the Lord, which is regarded as a relief from now on.

The short monk turned his head and saw this situation, and immediately raised his hand and threw out several blue flying knives, one of which was nailed into the aura of the tall monk who had lost his breath, and instantly turned his dharma body into blue flying smoke with the wind drift.

The earth spirit turned into a scale ball in time, rolled at a very high speed, and there was a sound of ding ding dong dong, but finally escaped the siege of several flying knives.

Seeing the small scale beast fleeing from the ground, the short monk didn't bother to chase after him, so he picked up the storage bag left on the ground, opened it casually, took a look, and pinned it on his waist with satisfaction, then turned to face the unresisting man. The powerful Yang Ji looked over.

"Brother Yang, don't pretend, the second master has turned into flying smoke, and your revenge can be regarded as revenge..."

"I heard that you have supernatural powers. You might as well use it once and let my brother open my eyes..."

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Unexpectedly, the short monk was not in a hurry to act anymore, Baiyunlou couldn't help becoming curious, and then whispered to Chaoyang: "Aren't junior sisters planning to make a move? This is a great opportunity to punish evil and promote good."

"Hey, this villain is too greedy to achieve great things... and the story books are full of such plots. Most villains like this die because of talking too much..."

Halfway through the conversation, he felt something in his heart, and immediately raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to read with a bit of pride: "Hey, brother, look, something has changed, the little earth spirit is back..."

As soon as the words fell, the small scale beast came out not far from the two of them, swung its long tail in the air, and shot directly at the short monk.

"Boom..."

A muffled thunder sounded, and where the little beast's long tail fell, a piece of tortoise shell about the size of Zhang suddenly emerged.

This short monk has a lot of magic weapons, and under a little distraction, the tortoise shell that he pulled out casually easily blocked the full blow of the demon cultivator in the demon core realm.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Ji's aura, which had been silent all this time, suddenly surged, the long knife nailed to his body collapsed directly, and the magic weapon of the rope was forcibly stretched away.

The tall monk died, and the meaning of sealing on the long knife also dissipated. Yang Ji has been secretly accumulating true energy in order to break free from the shackles of the magic weapon.

As soon as Fang was out of trouble, Yang Ji didn't get entangled with him, and greeted the scaled beast ~lightnovelpub.net~ and directly dodged to escape into the hole that the earth spirit had drilled just now.

The little scaled beast immediately turned around and burrowed into the ground to escape.

But the short monk didn't panic, and with a wave of his sleeve, the magic rope that was originally thrown aside immediately followed spiritually into the ground.

In just a moment, the rope bound one man and one beast, and returned to the short monk.

"This magic weapon was found by the deity in an ancient ruin after nine deaths. It's called the Immortal Binding Rope. It is a treasure that can trap even the legendary gods. Since it has fallen into the hands of the deity, you can accept your fate. Ha ha…"

After laughing wildly for a while, the short cultivator held the Youlan Flying Knife, and first tapped twice on the scales of the earth spirit.

"This scale armor is really extraordinary. The second master is really reckless. What kind of spiritual pet does he raise? If he peels off this scale armor and refines it casually, it will be a very good protective armor..."

Following the blow of the flying knife, the scaled beast trembled unceasingly, feeling the light of the knife turning to its soft abdomen, and immediately twisted its figure in a panic, but it was hard to curl up into a ball because of being bound by the fairy rope .

At this moment, Yang Ji shook his voice and said: "You dog thief, don't you want to see the supernatural powers of the young master, grandpa, I will use it right away, and blind your dog's eyes..."

Enraged, a mysterious divine pattern suddenly appeared between his brows. This divine pattern is like a sky eye, and it seems that there is a monstrous aura in it, but it cannot be opened because of insufficient strength.