Chapter One Hundred Sixty Five

　　 "Thank you, thank you very much, Brother Lan is really powerful in Taoism, even petting beasts is such a supernatural horse."

Lao Meng flew up to Qian Xing’s side with sweat, and handed over a cold iron shield the size of a palm, and said sincerely: “Senior Brother Lan’s five-pointed golden shield can be reduced to three, but the defense is still Can't reach my cold iron shield, please ask Brother Lan to accept it."

Lao Meng’s words were sincere. He witnessed two monks with his own eyes, who became the mouthful of the four-winged purple monster. With his own flying speed, sooner or later he would be caught up by the purple monster, even if he could use the cold iron shield. Defensively for a while, but as soon as the owner of this strange python rushes, he is also a dead end.

　　 "Well, Lao Meng, follow me."

　　 Qian Xing took the cold iron shield and nodded faintly, his divine sense penetrated into the jade slip that Lao Meng handed over, and he was familiar with the manipulation of the cold iron shield.

　　 The three-sided and eight-phase golden shield was knocked out of three depressions by the purple monster. If you encounter a master again, I don't know how long it will last.

　　 But the five-pointed eight-phase golden shield that has been merged on three sides, with three depressions and a few holes left by the Taiyuan Star Zhuxie Sword, floats lonely in the air beside Qian Xing.

　　 Qian Xing, who likes the new and hates the old, plans to use this five-phase golden shield to resist possible attacks.

　　 "Lao Meng, call me Lao Li! Why is this python chasing you?"

　　Always asking a man with gray hair to call his senior brother. After listening to it for a long time, Qian Xing feels uncomfortable. Being a modern man, he feels that he is more comfortable talking about his peers.

　　 "Oh, okay, I found a stilt moss in the air in front of me. It is a hundred years old. Although the vintage is not enough, it is also a contribution to hand in the martial arts after harvesting.

　　 Just when I wanted to pick it up, the three disciples from the Purple Python Palace rushed over and released the strange purple Python. I had to--"

　　Fire saw moss? Qian Xing's eyes suddenly flashed, this is also one of the main medicines for Jidan that he lacks!

　　 As for the lack of vintage, it is certainly not a problem for Qian Xing.

　　 "Where are they? Take me there!"

　　 Qian Xing asked quickly, he would never let this thing go.

　　 It is about Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will be there.

　　 Three different rays of light, following the route of the purple monster flying, quickly flew from the depths of the dusty air, but the three rays of light stopped above the purple monster that was still rolling on the ground.

"what-------"

"how is this possible-----"

　　 "Purple Snake General!"

Three different exclamations came out from the mouths of the three purple pythons at the same time. A disciple in a cyan purple python robe hurriedly flew to the side of the two snakes on the ground to see if the purple monster was still there. Saved.

　　 The brilliance in the hands of the other two purple pythons flickered, looking at the prey they were chasing just now, and standing calmly next to a young monk with bronze complexion who also wore a blue robes.

　　 A sneer appeared on the young monk's face, looking at them, like a tiger, looking at his prey coldly.

　　 "Where is the Hundred Years Fire Saw Mushroom just now? I offer it with both hands obediently, and I will spare you death!"

　　 Facing the three people whose cultivation base was lower than his own, the old money became arrogant. Anyway, he also killed their spirit beasts, so he just killed them with the master.

　　 Fly down to see the purple snake cultivator flying up with a black light, with a frustrated expression: "The purple snake will be out of help, the snake core and the snake gall are gone! How can I explain it next time!"

The three cultivators in the Purple Python Temple looked sad. Two of the purple snakes came this time, and one died so soon. They might be thrown into the pit of ten thousand snakes and bitten by ten thousand snakes. , Even if you don’t die after taking the antidote to snake venom, you won’t have a personal appearance when you come out!

　　 The three of them looked at each other, a kind of despair, crazy rays of light gathered in each other's eyes, and killed the two gangsters of Qingyimen!

　　 killed them, there is hope to avoid punishment when I go back.

　　 The light of the three magic weapons flashed, and the three of them shot at the same time!

　　 drove the monk-robed monk who was hiding in black, and let out a wheel-sized purple light. The purple light burns like a purple fire, and the zhao wheel is driven by electric motors. It turns endlessly. Thousands of blue-purple flames are emitted from all sides, shooting fiercely like rain. Under the shroud of sparks, red snow floats in the sky, flying up and down. Up to more than a hundred feet!

　　 The flames of the candle space encase both Qian Xing and Lao Meng.

　　 This fire is a condensed result of collecting the purple poisonous fire spewed out by the different species of purple flying pythons kept in the Purple Python Temple.

　　 Thousands of blue-purple poisonous fires are flying in the sky, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred meters, and it is almost impossible to hide!

　　 Ordinary monk~lightnovelpub.net~ As soon as he comes into contact with this poisonous fire, he will not only be burnt to the ground, but it will also be extremely poisonous, following the skin and flesh, attacking the mind and brain, but within half a cup of tea, he will die.

　　 If the poisoning time is a little longer, even if there is the unique antidote of the Purple Python Palace, it will be inevitable to die!

And another monk driving in the yellow light slapped the bag around his waist, and from the bag, eight short and thick cyan shadows were immediately strung out, and the eight cyan rays flashed in the sky full of blue and purple flames. During the attack, Qian Xing and Lao Meng attacked.

　　 "Hum", following the masterpiece of the black light, a black iron shield measuring ten feet in size appeared in front of Qian Xing and Lao Meng.

The countless blue-purple sparks ejected from the purple flywheel, when they hit the pattern of icebergs and sea beasts engraved on the surface of the black iron shield, on top of the pattern, a strangely cold black gas rushed into the blue-purple sparks. Put it out, not even a spark came out.

　　 When the eight cyan shadows were about to be fitted with the black cold iron shield, they turned upwards and flew quickly above the two of them, and they were about to pounce off the top of their heads.

　　 The nine golden oysters surrounding Lao Meng immediately released seventy-two blue water blades upward, like a huge fountain composed of water knives, shrouded in eight blue shadows.

　　 "呱呱呱呱"

The cyan shadow uttered a painful cry. There was a cyan shadow that was hit by eight or nine cyan water blades in a row. It instantly turned into three segments and fell to the ground. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a cyan with a pair of translucent wings. Flying snake.

　　The other seven flying snakes also had two wounds, and they were far less flexible than before.

　　 It seemed that the defense capabilities of these eight alien flying snakes were far inferior to the four-winged purple monster just now.