Chapter 1113 Watching the fire from the other side

"The enemy's aid is imminent, don't fight, take it quickly." The ghost-faced man in black turned his palm, and a simple and crystal red longbow appeared. The sound was like a broken casserole, rough and extremely unpleasant.

The leader of the ghost-faced man in black had a longbow, and a long fire-type arrow with a fire tail that was several feet long, shot at Yuan Jing like chasing the wind and the moon. The momentum of the arrow is terrifying.

"Brother Jing, you deal with this ghost-faced man in black, and leave the man in the yellow turban and the cultivator of the Ye family to me." Seeing the reappearance of the powerful enemy, Makino Yiren's face paled a little, and the purple gourd in his hand moved again, and his figure grew a lot point. The mouth of the gourd is surrounded by lightning. Inside, the purple cloud of thunder rolled and rolled, and amidst the flashes of lightning, thunder after another fell towards the cultivator of the Ye family and the man in the yellow turban.

"Just because you want to fight three with one? What a fool's dream." Although a cultivator from the Ye family was seriously injured, he could still be considered a fighting force.

Although the man in the yellow turban was surprised that these ghost-faced men in black came from nowhere, let alone their details, but an enemy's enemy is a friend, and now we all have a common enemy, so naturally we have to join forces to fight against the enemy.

Yuan Jing has already used the guiding spirit bead, and the enemy aid does not know when it will arrive, so it is impossible to hold back at this time.

The man in the yellow turban sacrificed a pair of gold and silver balls the size of a sea bowl. These gold and silver balls were made of wind gold and silver that he had taken for thousands of years. It is extremely heavy, and it also has the swiftness of the wind element. Very powerful.

Once the pair of gold and silver balls were sacrificed, they hit Makino Yiren head-on like twin beads.

And the two monks of the Ye family turned into a huge ice demon black eagle in a flash. The huge ice eagle fluttered its wings and quickly grabbed Makino Yiren. It would be better to cut off one finger than to hurt his ten fingers. They plan to take down Muye Yiren in one go, and then work together to surround and kill Yuan Jing.

Makino Yiren's face turned red, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and hit the purple gourd. Immediately, there was a loud thunder in the purple gourd. A series of thunderbolts collided with the ice eagle, gold and silver balls, the ice shards shattered, and the thunderbolts exploded. Turned into scattered mana, it surged around, and occasionally hit the ground. Suddenly, whether it was a monster on the ground, or the golden core of the convoy, the monks who established the foundation suffered, and watched the fierce battle above their heads in horror. , for fear of avoiding it.

The Frozen Black Eagle flew wildly for a while, and the gold and silver balls were repulsed by Ziyin Mianlei again and again, but Makino Yiren's expression gradually turned pale. With her strength, after all, she could not defeat the crowd with one. Now it is just relying on secret methods to maintain it.

Let's talk about Yuanjing's side, three ghost-faced men in black, each holding a stone spear, forming a formation of three talents, surrounding five ghostly headless corpses in the middle. Although the five shadowy headless corpses were the crystal light blue armor whose surface had been eroded by the Yingang demon circle just now, their defensive power had declined.

But under the injury, the attack power of the Shadowless Headless Corpse is even more fierce. Fighting with three ghost-faced men in black from the air to the ground, and fought in several places, corpses and gun shadows were rampant. Wherever it passed, the ice-type spirit trees were damaged, and none of the spirit beasts or low-level monks survived.

In addition to these two battle circles, the other one is particularly fierce. The leader of the ghost-faced man in black with serious eyes pulled the crystal red bow one after another, and the arrows rained down. Yuanjing's bronze bell protects the body, and his hands are smashed out one after another. A series of huge sound blades collided with the long arrows shot by the ghost-faced man in black in the air. In an instant, the two sides fought no less than hundreds of times.

After all, the bronze bell was not powerful enough, and the aura on it gradually weakened. There was no panic on Yuan Jing's face. Stretching out his left hand, a strange token about the size of a foot cast by a strange stone was suspended in Yuan Jing's hand.

"Dry soil order!" Yu Chiyu couldn't help blurting out when he saw this token.

A strange color also flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face, the Dry Earth Token is the best of the earth-type psychic artifacts, possessing the magical ability to mobilize part of the power of the earth.

"Qiantu Token, bind!" Yuan Jing spat out a few of them coldly, and saw circles of khaki aura appearing above the Qiantu Token, flying towards the fiery red long arrow.

The flaming long arrows are extremely fast, but the khaki-yellow aperture seems to be extremely slow, but it is a coincidence that it is in front of the flaming long arrows. The khaki aura couldn't hold back.

"Fire Spirit Extinguishing Ghost Talisman!" The leader of the ghost-faced man in black shouted, and stretched out his hand to pat it. A palm-sized flaming red talisman floated towards the sky, turning into a huge pile of fire characters. With just a flash of the fire character, he crossed a distance of hundreds of feet, reappeared, and had already bullied into a position several feet in front of Yuan Jing.

"Qian Tu Ling, Yu! Tu Ding Jia!" Yuan Jing's face was slightly shaken. He hastily sacrificed his earth-type spirit armor.

A thick earth shield blocked the huge fire letter out of thin air. Boom, the earth shield turned into countless fragments in the collision with the fire character. The remaining power of the Fire Spirit Exterminating Ghost Talisman bombarded Yuan Jing's chest, and his soil tripod armor was also subjected to a huge impact, with slight cracks appearing on the armor surface. Yuan Jing's body fell from the air.

"Brother Jing, how are you?" At this time, Mu Yeyiren was fighting fiercely with the man in the yellow turban and the two cultivators from the Ye Family of the Tianwu Kingdom. Knocked down in the air, I couldn't help feeling anxious.

"It doesn't matter, this kind of magic talisman, the other party will not have many pieces on him. If there is no fire spirit slayer ghost talisman, this ghost-faced man in black can do nothing to me. Hurry up, it's not too late to fight back, Yiren, you follow me to retreat quickly!"

Yuan Jing looked embarrassed, but he didn't suffer much injuries. At this time, he hurriedly transmitted the sound to Muye Yiren.

"Okay, Brother Jing, you meet me. These guys are too difficult to deal with. I really can't get away with it alone." In a flash, he rushed hundreds of feet in the direction of Yuan Jing.

"Where to escape!" The man in the yellow turban shouted and chased after him. Before the sound came, the gold and silver balls had arrived.

In Yuan Jing's hand, the Qiantu Ling made the previous move, and two yellow air arrows hit the gold and silver balls. The man in the yellow turban screamed, and the gold and silver balls hit the ground respectively as if out of control. Disaster. Hit by the extremely heavy gold and silver balls, the ground turned into a pool of meatloaf.

"Let's go!" Yuan Jing and Muye Yiren ignored the convoy below who were still fighting with the monsters. The man in black and the man in the yellow turban chased after them with ghost faces in the air, and they flew towards the ground.

According to Yuan Jing's thinking, as a cultivator of the soil system, with the dry soil order in hand, he naturally has his feet on the ground, and his combat power is even higher.

"Chasing!" The leader of the ghost-faced man in black shot an arrow, his body flickered, and he followed the two of them in pursuit. The other three ghost-faced men in black and the five ghostly headless corpses were still fighting. Yuan Jing looked back at the five ghostly headless corpses reluctantly. He spent a lot of money on these five ghostly headless corpses. It took decades of painstaking efforts before and after, and the use of resources was useless to refine it. During this period, he also received a lot of support from his family. If he hadn't been expected to advance to the rank of great monk, he would not have received such support at all.