7282. Chapter 7282 Fairy City 50
"So powerful!" Leng Xuan was secretly shocked. Although he had many tricks, the tricks used by the middle-aged man still shocked him. I really don't know where this sacred person came from. .
In just a moment, the monster was trapped in a space less than 100 meters. "Palace Master Leng." The middle-aged man called out, and then stretched out his hand, and Leng Xuan was immediately sucked into the air by a suction force. Before Leng Xuan could react, the middle-aged man had already carried his body and flew into the light shield.
Leng Xuan glanced and found that the sword body of the Xuanyang Sword had been completely immersed in the monster's body, leaving only the hilt outside. "This Taoist friend, can you lend me a hand?"
The middle-aged man nodded, and without saying a word, he rushed directly to the monster. At this moment, due to the limitation of space and the monster's own huge size, its range of action was very small. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man took Leng Xuan to catch up with the monster.
"Go." With one word, the middle-aged man threw Leng Xuan out, and he attacked the monster from the front. With the help of the other party, Leng Xuan landed steadily on the back of the monster. Sensing Leng Xuan's presence, the monster immediately turned over and tried to throw Leng Xuan off. However, Leng Xuan had expected it, so he prepared the Soul-Destroying Gun in advance. Before the other party turned over, he had already stabbed the head of the Soul-Destroying Gun into the back of the monster to stabilize his body.
"The devil is coming, and all gods and Buddhas will be killed!"
The middle-aged man who was fighting with the monster suddenly shouted, and saw that the eight demon gods turned into eight purple lights, which quickly cast towards his body and merged with it. With the disappearance of the eight demon gods, the huge light shield also disappeared. Seeing that the cage was broken, the monster immediately spread its flesh wings and wanted to soar into the sky. However, before it could move, a violent force suddenly attacked and directly bombarded its body.
Hearing the scream of pain from the monster, Leng Xuan turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man. However, the middle-aged man at this time was no longer the same as before. At this moment, he had transformed into a demon god, with a body more than 20 meters tall, purple light surging all over his body, a face as ferocious as a ghost, and an imposing manner. "So strong." Exclaimed Leng Xuan, he retracted his gaze and looked at the Xuanyang Sword again. Without the demon pestle, he was fighting completely with his physical strength.
However, the monster's movements were too large, and he would fall down if he was not careful. He could only use the soul-destroying gun in his hand to move towards the Xuanyang Sword step by step. "Almost... almost..." While muttering, Leng Xuan stretched out his hand and tried to grab the Xuanyang Sword in his hand. However, just when his fingertips touched the hilt of the Xuanyang Sword, the hilt left outside his fingertips was suddenly absorbed into the body of the monster, and he didn't even have a chance to save it.
"No!" Leng Xuan roared, and the soul-destroying gun in his hand fiercely stabbed the monster's body. However, before the Soul-Destroying Spear pierced the opponent's body, a blood-red light suddenly burst out and enveloped the whole body of the monster.
"Not good, it is absorbing the spirit of Chiwu." At this moment, even Long Lingzi couldn't keep calm.
Leng Xuan gritted his teeth and then cast his eyes on the middle-aged man not far away. At this time, the opponent seemed to have exhausted his strength, and the body of the demon god had disappeared.