Chapter 1161 Death Race (V)

At this time, Bai Rou also waved her hand, and two rays of light, one blue and one black, flew in front of her from the distant sky.

It was a long green whip, and its surface was like a green python. Although it had a faint green luster, the spirit inside it had already died.

The black one was a tortoise-shell-shaped shield, and there were also large pits and bumps on the surface.

These two magic weapons were used by the two trapped Jindan cultivators before, but they were mostly damaged under the attack of hundreds of puppets at the cost of spiritual stones.

But Bai Rou still collected them directly.

At this time, the storage bags also flew in front of her, and Bai Rou did not explore them again, but hung them all around her waist.

"Although the whip and shield were damaged a lot, they were the magic weapons of Jindan cultivators after all. Although the grade would be lower after re-refining, it could still match the number of spiritual stones in the puppet message just now!"

Bai Rou calculated in her heart that if she could not make ends meet, she would lose in this battle.

When the two foreign Jindan monks flew to attack, they collided with her head-on. In order to kill Bai Rou as soon as possible, the two of them joined forces without hesitation.

In their opinion, the weak Bai Rou would die in their hands in three breaths at most, but Bai Rou showed her ferocious fangs in an instant, and a dense number of puppets appeared in front of her with a wave of her hand...

The monks fighting near Bai Rou were Sun Guoshu and others from the Four Elephants Peak who had gathered together before. After being entangled by the enemy, they had no time to care about others.

But at this time, whether it was these Four Elephants Peak monks or their opponents, they all noticed this scene. They were still fighting with each other, but Bai Rou had already killed two people, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Bai Rou looked over calmly, waved her hand again, and dozens of puppets appeared around her again, which made the demons and foreign monks who rushed over shudder.

"Senior Sister Bai, you are awesome!"

Sun Guoshu's voice came over, with excitement in it...

Amid the crisp sound of "clattering" from the scroll in Li Wuyi's hand, colorful characters flew out, as if they were alive.

The "stone" character smashed, the "axe" character chopped, the "knife" character cut, and the "gun" character pierced straight with a streak of light.

This made the traitorous monk from the South China Sea on the opposite side exhausted, and he was a little exhausted after just a few encounters. He was a powerful man in the false infant realm, one small realm higher than Li Wuyi.

Of course, he knew Li Wuyi's name, but as a core disciple of a first-class sect, he was actually not convinced by the disciples of the four major sects.

Especially after he obtained an ancient magic technique taught by a foreign monk, he felt even more powerful every time he fought with others in the days to come.

Even some old-school false infant monks could only fight him to a draw.

Therefore, when the battle started, he targeted Li Wuyi, Wang Lang, Baili Yuan and others. If he could kill one of them, he would be famous all over the world.

As for Qiu Jiuzhen, he was a little scared. As a cultivator from the South China Sea, Qiu Jiuzhen was more famous, although her realm was not as good as Li Wuyi and Wang Lang.

Now Qiu Jiuzhen was more like a madman, with blood all over her body. In this short time, she had killed one person and seriously injured another.

Every attack of Qiu Jiuzhen was a way of dying together, and it was hard to tell whether the blood on her body was her own or someone else's.

This South China Sea cultivator was unwilling to fight desperately, but he still wanted to be immortal in the future.

So, he immediately targeted Li Wuyi who was not far away, but after fighting with him for only a few breaths, this South China Sea cultivator regretted it.

In just over ten breaths, one of his golden bell defense magic weapons was blown up by Li Wuyi, which made him lose a lot of his proud defense and confidence.

He kept dodging desperately, trying to distance himself from Li Wuyi by fighting, or dragging Li Wuyi into other people's battle groups.

Li Wuyi was moving in the air like the wind, keeping the South China Sea monk tightly within his attack range. He even had time to glance at a higher place in the distance with the corner of his eye.

But when he turned around again, his momentum was even more fierce.

"Junior brother killed a fellow monk of the same level in less than ten breaths. It's been more than ten breaths. A spineless fake infant monk can still fight with me. Hum!"

Suddenly, his left hand pointed like a sword and slid across the cylindrical scroll. At the same time, a blush appeared on Li Wuyi's fair face.

After casting the spell this time, no more characters flew out, which made the South China Sea traitor monk in front of him stunned.

His consciousness had been firmly locked onto Li Wuyi. Every time the other party shook the jade slip in his hand, a sky full of characters would appear, as if he was bound to drown him in the sea of ​​characters.

But why was there no follow-up attack this time? While he was thinking, he suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart. When he looked back again, his face changed drastically.

As he retreated, a blood-red "door" character that was more than one person tall suddenly appeared without any sign.

This character appeared silently, as if it had been floating there all the time. When the traitorous monk from the South Sea sensed it, he could no longer avoid it with his flying speed and plunged into it.

Then, the whole person disappeared out of thin air, and then, a shrill scream came from the blood-red "door" character.

What was even more creepy was that as the scream was issued, a series of "puffing" sounds came from the "door".

What followed was a series of dazzling blood arrows being "squeezed" and shot out, as if someone's body had been squeezed out...

When Wei Chituo and the two demons not far away saw this scene, they couldn't help but shrink their necks and felt chills on the back of their necks.

They all fought against Li Wuyi and were tortured miserably in the end. Li Wuyi had an unknown number of characters refined into his cylindrical letter, which seemed to be endless.

Each character has a completely different attack effect, and this "door" character has been seen by both people.

And all three of them had been taken in, but Li Wuyi didn't use the killer, but he was released after being tortured to the point of death, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Because of this incident, the two demons even joined forces to beat up Wei Chituo, all because of this guy's instigation...

There was a dark blue smoke surrounding Juchen Wuding. Around this dark blue smoke, other battle groups stayed away from each other.

A man with a fat body and feet

There are two demons with an indefinite body width in a pot of dust trapped in it, slowly rushing towards the edge of the dark blue smoke like a boat against the current.

As the plump chest undulated violently, the magic lines on the body surface were like ferocious centipedes that came to life, swaying and trembling among the fat.

Every time the obese demonic cultivator takes a step forward, a large amount of oil will leak out from the swaying demonic patterns on his body, and his body will shrink slightly.

With every step forward, the obese demon cultivator would let out a roar of pain!

Hu Chen Wuding's eyes kept flashing with a ruthless cold light. He knew that it would be impossible for this fat demon cultivator to get out of this dark blue smoke.

"Although I don't know when I will be able to conceive a baby, at least I am not a waste in the Golden Core Realm. I am no longer the waste that was looked down upon by others!"

Hu Chen Wuding thought silently in his heart...

He turned a deaf ear to the shouts of killing that were heard all around him, and just watched quietly as the fat demonic cultivator shriveled up quickly.

Until it looked like a withered, skeleton-like skeleton making a series of crisp sounds. In the desperate eyes of the demon cultivator, the whole body fell apart and disappeared into a line of blue smoke in the dark blue smoke...

This is not always the case on the entire battlefield. Many of the Golden Pills of the Demon Sect and those of the He Ke Golden Pills have also perished.

Qiu Jiuzhen now faced a black-robed foreign monk again.

"Tai Xuan Cult monk, you have been defeated!"

The black-robed foreign monk saw the Taoist robe on Qiu Jiuzhen and sneered, his voice was deep and old. When he saw Qiu Jiuzhen killing and seriously injuring her opponents one after another, he ducked and stood in front of her.

Qiu Jiuzhen's beautiful eyes were red. Before she could get over the death of her junior sister, she glanced with her consciousness and found that the other person was an old man with wrinkles on his face, and his strength had reached the level of a fake baby.

Qiu Jiuzhen had no fear about this. She didn't want to talk nonsense at all. She held a blue water sword in each hand and slashed forward with the two swords crossed.

Immediately in front of her, a green "X" sword light appeared. The sword light quickly passed through the space, from small to large. The surrounding aura seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon, forming a green phantom moving forward. Move quickly.

The old black-robed exotic monk also had two-handed law enforcement weapons. His magic weapon was a pair of double hammers, but they were completely different from Wei Zhongran's.

The golden hammer heads of the double hammers are only the size of an adult's fist and are covered with strange patterns, rather like a pair of immature watermelons.

The handle of the hammer is extremely long, even slightly longer than Qiu Jiuzhen's entire sword body.

The green "ten" slash was in front of him in a flash. If he couldn't avoid it, he would be cut into four pieces like the monk before.

Immediately, the green "ten" character will spin violently, and the golden elixir locked at the intersection of the "ten" character around him will be stirred into blood foam all over the sky.

The scene before was clearly seen by the old black-robed foreign monk. He just held the hammer in one hand and slammed it forward.

Following his blow, a golden arc appeared in front of the hammer head, wrapping the hammer head and hitting the green "cross".

"Tum!"

With a muffled sound, a large group of green and gold air waves erupted in the air, spreading in a circular shape to all directions.

The green "ten" character made a fierce spin, wanting to

The opponent's hammer head was smashed, but the opponent's hammer head suddenly vibrated and hit at an extremely fast speed.

In just an instant, he struck out thousands of hammers in succession, and the green light trembled as he slashed the "Ten" sign into stars all over the sky.

At the same time, the space behind Qiu Jiuzhen fluctuated slightly, and a grasshopper covered with patterns appeared behind her.

This grasshopper has a slender body and upright hind limbs. As soon as it appears, a long tongue spits out from between its two fangs. The long tongue is very weird. There is a fist-sized golden sphere in front and a thin tongue trailing behind.

It looks very much like the long hammer in the hands of the old black-robed exotic monk.

The long tongue struck at the back of Qiu Jiuzhen's head like lightning. Qiu Jiuzhen didn't even turn around, her exquisite body swung, and the long sword in her right hand pierced backwards from her armpit.

With the sound of "ding", Qiu Jiuzhen felt a strong force coming from her hand. Although she blocked the blow, there was still a big difference between her and the opponent's magic power, and she could not help but slide forward several feet.

She took this opportunity to relieve herself, and the moment she leaned over and slid out, the old black-robed exotic monk in the distance had a sneer on his lips.

The skinny fingers stretched and curled in front of his chest, as if he was controlling something invisibly, and then a withered vine suddenly appeared out of thin air at Qiu Jiuzhen's feet.

This withered vine appeared without any sign. If Qiu Jiuzhen had sensed the sneak attack from behind before, she was really caught off guard this time. Her pair of jade feet were immediately wrapped by the withered vine.

The two sides only faced each other once before and after the fight. Their movements were extremely fast. If there were foundation-building cultivators watching the fight, it would be a flash of light.

This old black-robed foreign cultivator not only blocked Qiu Jiuzhen's attack in a very short time, but unexpectedly counterattacked twice almost at the same time.

Qiu Jiuzhen also reacted very quickly. The two swords in her hands slashed directly at her ankles, but just when her two swords slashed the withered vine as fast as lightning, she felt that the place where the two swords slashed was blocked by a thick layer of something.

Then, Qiu Jiuzhen felt a huge force spreading rapidly from her feet upwards, making her feel that she could no longer communicate with the external spiritual energy, and her own magic power was isolated from the outside world.

An unstoppable force wrapped her tightly and was constantly shrinking. Qiu Jiuzhen felt that the spiritual power in her body seemed to be squeezed out of her body. For a moment, she could not move.

It was a pity that she had all kinds of magical powers, but she only had time to take the initiative once.

At this moment, from the outside, Qiu Jiuzhen's exquisite body, from the feet, the withered vine had long disappeared. Her body was wrapped in a layer of gray gravel, and she was still in the posture of slashing with two swords.

The old black-robed foreign monk flashed in front of Qiu Jiuzhen, and raised his mouth with disdain. The various monsters in the turbulent space were much more difficult and cunning than these monks.

This withered vine was made from the "withered vine dust" in the turbulent space. It has a great effect on sealing the monk's magic power, but this magic weapon must touch the monk's body to be useful.

The old black-robed foreign monk looked at Qiu Jiuzhen's graceful figure and the angry eyes that were just exposed. A hint of lust flashed in his eyes, but he knew the importance of it.

As he raised his hands, the other long hammer that had disappeared before also came into his hands. The double hammers made a sound of wind and hit Qiu Jiuzhen's temples on both sides of his head fiercely!