Chapter 2197
"This, I'm afraid it's not very good. This kind of vicious fight, if others are watching from the side, it's very taboo for prisoners." The hundred-legged demon next to him, who was about as strong as him, had some hesitation on his face.
"Is there anything good about it? We're just watching from a distance, and we don't want to get involved directly." Qinghuan Yaoyang couldn't hold back.
"Be sensible and stay back to the cave." Qinghuan Yaoyang was about to move, and a tyrannical divine thought swept over him. She was so startled that Qinghuan Yaoyang jumped. The strength of that consciousness has reached a height that he can hardly reach at this time.
"I think we'd better go back. The other party still has the time to warn us in this kind of vicious fight. Obviously, we have spare energy. If we really annoy the other party, we can't afford to offend an enemy of this strength." The degree of panic was even worse than that of Qinghuan Yaoyang.
At this time, above the nine heavens, the tumbling clouds were shattered and shook like a tide. The central area of the fight is still more than six or seven hundred miles away from the two. Even with the eyesight of Qinghuan Yangyao, they can't see through the clouds to see the specific situation inside. Only a few fluctuations of varying strengths can be roughly sensed. When the opponent was fighting, his spiritual sense could still notice the two of them six or seven hundred miles away. After the Hundred-legged Moji and Qinghuan Yaoyang looked at each other, they immediately retreated. Heiyangtan was closed, and no juniors from Heiyangtan were allowed to enter or leave. As for the turbulent beast tide, they were only frightened, and Qinghuan Yaoyang didn't bother to pay attention to these guys at this time.
Lu Xiaotian was the one who warned these two monsters in the early stage of the Composite Realm. If Wu Changlian and the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon were fighting fiercely, there would be no distractions. Only a powerful primordial spirit like Lu Xiaotian can Always be alert to foreign objects. It's just that although his primordial spirit is strong at this time, the mana and blood power in his body are relatively limited. No matter how strong his spiritual consciousness is, there are also restrictions on the enhancement of combat power. Apart from fighting fiercely at this time, it doesn't have much effect except to scare existences like Qinghuan Yaoyang.
In order to avoid those miscellaneous monsters, the two and one monster hit the ground from the sky from time to time, and then turned into the clouds. Lu Xiaotian naturally didn't want other monsters to see his demon-suppressing tower, and Wu Changlian and the blood-crying mosquito monster didn't want to have twists and turns in their lives. It's all broken.
Wu Changlian has practiced so far, and his strength is indeed very strong. Although Lu Xiaotian has made great progress in the tactics of the Great Wilderness and Eight Halberds in the past hundreds of years, he can only rely on the continuous absorption of the spirit of the monster beast in the Fusion Realm to barely fight with him.
Lu Xiaotian was surprised at Wu Changlian's strength at this time, but at this time Wu Changlian was in a bad mood. Under the situation that Lu Xiaotian succeeded in calculating, he and the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon joined forces to do their best, and they had no choice but to win Lu Xiaotian. At this time, although Wu Changlian had a slight upper hand in the fierce fight with Lu Xiaotian. But this advantage was completely offset by the purple-gold flashing armor on Lu Xiaotian's body.
What makes him even more distressed is that even the blood-crying mosquito demon, who has greatly improved in strength, is obviously unable to hold it now.
Compared with Wu Changlian, the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon is obviously a lot worse. Facing the ingenious and clumsy town demon towers, not only did the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon fail to threaten Lu Xiaotian, but was instead trapped within the area of the seven town demon towers.
At this time, the blood-crowned mosquito demon became more and more frightened as he fought. Although his speed was not as good as that of some monster birds, he still had a lot of advantages compared with ordinary humans. Each tower occupies a corner, and the surrounding four sides seem to have become a Buddha field. Even the aura he released was suppressed back. The towering demon-suppressing tower has blocked him in a fixed airspace.
Being sealed within the airspace surrounded by the Seven Towers, Lu Xiaotian's face was stern. The combination of the human and the monster is really strong, even he dare not launch the strongest attack easily, after the blood mosquito demon's red crystal demon prism and blood mosquito sting are integrated, he wants to fully capture its aura , Locking this demon is also extremely difficult for Lu Xiaotian, who is one against two at this time.
Although the seventh-level pagoda is powerful, it should not be used lightly as a finale. Otherwise, it will be empty with a full blow, and the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon and Wu Changlian will seize the opportunity to counterattack. If it fails, it will lose everything. Fighting fiercely with this man and monster, Lu Xiaotian had to be cautious again and again.
However, from now until now, the mana of the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon is obviously not as condensed as Lu Xiaotian's, and Lu Xiaotian's advantage gradually expanded.
Every monster town was lit up to the fourth floor, the ancient silver brilliance was solemn and magnificent. The pagoda lights united into one piece, forming a huge *Buddha seal, which slowly fell from the void. It seemed slow, but it gave the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon a feeling that the sky was about to fall.
"Level 7 Buddha!" As the advantage against the blood-crying mosquito monster further expanded, Lu Xiaotian felt that the time was ripe. In that * Buddha seal, the breath of seven Buddhist sects, including Fighting Monk, Guangming Venerable, Heitian Jishen, and Vajra Seal, intertwine.
The violent eyes of the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon stared wide open, and the red beam of light shot out by the Red Crystal Demon Prism kept bombarding the *Buddha Seal, several bloody mosquito stingers also pierced out like phantoms, and a rippling streak appeared on the *Buddha Seal. Dao Buddha's light, but quickly calmed down like ripples. * Although the sinking trend of the precious light gathered by the seven demon-suppressing pagodas of Foyin is slow, it does not stagnate at all.
Hum——*The seal of the Buddha fell irreversibly, sealing the blood-crying mosquito demon. The Crying Blood Mosquito Demon used its mana to resist the * Buddha seal, but it still couldn't stop the Buddha seal from falling.
The *big seal pressed the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon, knocked it off the top of the cloud, and plunged towards the barren mountain on the ground. The seven demon-suppressing pagodas also surrounded the surroundings, and they also fell sharply towards the ground. Boom, amidst the shrill screams, the ground shook for a while. The Demon Suppressing Tower smashed into the mountains and slowly sank.
At this time, Wu Changlian was even more like a madman, the rolling sword wheel exploded, and the whole sky was shot with rainbows, almost splitting this airspace into small pieces that were not connected.
Fang Tian's painted halberd cut down frequently, momentarily like a flood suddenly appearing, or like the sky collapsing, killing all ages. Desolate Killing Style, Desolate Vault Style, several styles of the Eight Halberds of the Wilderness that Lu Xiaotian had comprehended were played one after another. Most of Wu Changlian's attempts to rescue the blood-screaming mosquito monster were blocked by Lu Xiaotian. Occasionally, there were a few sword qi, and Lu Xiaotian couldn't take care of it for a while, but he was directly carried off. The fierce and fierce Linghong slashed on the golden armor , and the electric arc jumped on it, leaving a few deep sword marks.
After all, Wu Changlian couldn't do anything to win Lu Xiaotian, and at this time, the cry of the blood-crying mosquito demon who was knocked off the top of the cloud and fell into the rocks has faded. Wu Changlian looked up to the sky and sighed, all calculations were in vain, nothing could be done, Wu Changlian stretched out his hand, and the sky-filled rainbow turned into a flying sword, carrying Wu Changlian away through the sky.
