Chapter 1166 Ambushes

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In layers of cassock and sky cloth, every silent monk stands like a heavenly soldier and general. Some of them can hold the flying lightning with their bare hands and throw it like a spear; Huge fire palm prints were printed in the desert, and some were proficient in legwork, and a random kick was like a world falling apart!

Of course, these few monks are the best of this group of monks.

Zhu Minglang summoned Zilong, and asked Lei Gong Zilong to confront the monk holding lightning.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Minglang summoned the elf Yinglong, and let the elf Yinglong fight one against two, and ask two monks with good palm skills and sharp legs to learn martial arts respectively!

"Xuan Sa, if you concentrate on dealing with Wei Huan, she will definitely come over again." Zhu Minglang jumped off Xuan Long's body and landed in the hot desert.

Xuanlong nodded, so he maintained his soaring posture and kept watching Wei Huan's movements.

Wei Huan didn't go far, she should be treating the wound and looking for a suitable opportunity to strike again.

Wei Huan's sword power is too strong, he can kill Zhu Minglang and Zheng Yu, but he has to stare at her.

It would be best for Xuanlong to find her and injure her severely, so that the situation will be beneficial to them.

On the other hand, the fight between Zheng Yu and Hong Mo was also extremely exaggerated. Zhu Minglang only saw pieces of the collapsed sky, Hong Mo was riding on the back of a nine-headed evil dragon like a demon god of heaven and earth, calling out from time to time Ghost acid rain, sometimes roaring out the black desolate wind, and sometimes mouth like an abyss to swallow the world in one gulp!

Zheng Yu is like a wanderer walking in a violent storm, his thin straw coir raincoat cannot withstand such harsh weather, but Zheng Yu can always defuse the other party's supernatural powers in danger.

At this moment, Zheng Yu bit his own finger, and actually used his own blood as ink to write a line of words in the air!

This line of words floated in the air, like an ancient seal. The bloody words were glowing with golden light, and turned into the power of the seal and branded on Hong Mo's body of the demon god. His supernatural powers were also suppressed by the golden blood characters.

Zhu Minglang asked Bai Qi to protect Zheng Yu, but Bai Qi didn't budge at this time.

During the fight,

The nine-headed evil dragon tried to tear Zheng Yu to pieces many times, but Fengyue Bailong repelled the nine-headed evil dragon forcefully.

Hong Mo's strength is still higher than that of Wei Huan, and his supernatural powers are very strange, Zhu Minglang needs a higher level of cultivation to resolve them.

If it weren't for Zheng Yu's ability to suppress him, Zhu Minglang felt that his life would be in danger even with Xuanlong and Bailong around.

Hong Mo probably has the strength of a high-ranking god-lord or even a top-ranked god-lord!

Hong Mo, the Silent Monks, the Demonic God of Swagger, and Wei Huan, the Northern Palace Sword Immortal...

This is with the determination to see his own corpse! !

Zhu Minglang couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

If Zheng Yu hadn't become the priest of the underground temple, his life would be in jeopardy!

"Miao~~~~~~~~"

Sure enough, as Zhu Minglang expected, Wei Huan did not go far away, and she once again used her sky swordsmanship in the sky.

The cassock formation made Zhu Minglang unable to see Wei Huan at all, and Xuanlong couldn't break through this layer of magic formation, so he could only fight against the sky, trying to use his tail to defuse the falling sword from the sky.

Zhu Minglang tried his best to stand in a relatively safe position in the desert.

Without Sword Spirit Dragon by his side, Zhu Minglang's reckless involvement in the vortex of power is also very dangerous.

However, the silent monks had a very strong intention to kill Zhu Minglang.

In addition, Tianshu Shenyu also has some ascetic monks with high cultivation bases, and they also appear in this desert one after another, like a divine army that wiped out the country, heading towards Zhu Minglang's position Grind it!

Zhu Minglang saw the Silent Monk and the Ascetic Monk, and immediately summoned Nuwalong without hesitation.

Standing beside Zhu Minglang, Nu Walong bent down, grabbed a handful of fine sand on the ground, and then blew a breath towards the huge army of ascetic monks!

The fine sand that flew out turned into strong sandmen one after another. In front of Zhu Minglang, there was an extra desert army in vain. They met the army of ascetic monks and fought with them!

After Nu Walong completed the spell of blowing sand into soldiers, she squeezed a few more tears from her green eyes.

With his own tears mixed with the sand on the ground, Nuwalong put one hand on his chest, and the other hand nimbly pinched the tear sand...

After finishing a Sandman, Nuwalong put it on the ground lightly, and blew it lightly again. The Sandman, who mixed Nuwalong's tears and made a human shape with his own hands, quickly came back to life.

The Shaleiman has flesh and blood. As it runs forward, the yellow sand on the ground is gathering towards its body. When it rushes into the battlefield, the Sandleiman looks like a mysterious ancient giant with a whole body of sand. ! !

Nuwalong pinched a few more people and turned them into Xuangu giants one by one.

These mysterious ancient giants are ancient war giants. They are infinitely powerful and have a physique like a mountain. They belong to a special race of ancient gods. The desert ancient giants that Nvwalong has pinched out now seem to have life and godhead. The army of ascetic monks The Sandman protoss "transformed" by Nuwalong with the Silent Monk Group were stopped!

In such a place, Nuwalong's rock storage spell can be used to the extreme. Even Zhu Minglang himself did not expect Nuwalong to be so strong. If Nuwalong can be promoted to a god, she should also be able to use it. Let's show the strength far beyond the vast majority of gods!

"Nah!!"

Suddenly, Nuwalong showed a nervous expression, she took a few steps towards Zhu Minglang, and stood in front of Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang also sensed the danger at the same time. Among the group of unremarkable ascetic monks, an ascetic monk suddenly broke out with amazing speed and strength, and held a cold light sword to kill Zhu Minglang!

Nuwalong quickly formed a seal, forming a huge sand mountain.

However, Shashan was crushed by the opponent's sword, and Zhu Minglang could clearly feel the surging sword power sweeping over!

This is the power of the gods! !

Zhu Minglang was shocked, there was actually a god and sword fairy hidden in this desert! ! !

"Shua!!!!!!"

Nuwalong was pierced by a sword, and cold blood spilled on Zhu Minglang's body.

Zhu Minglang almost felt the sting.

"Squeeze!!!!" The evil dragon that had been lurking beside Zhu Minglang immediately bit the assassinated god and sword fairy. The other party obviously did not expect that there was a Yin dragon hidden beside Zhu Minglang, which also made her Lost the chance to give Nuwalong a fatal blow.