Chapter 742
It seems that if you don't have the power to surpass your rank in the future, you must not act recklessly again. This time, you are lucky to meet Xiang Sicheng, who is far more wealthy than ordinary monks imagine. Even people who are conceited have some foundations, which together can't stop the blow of this ice-type magic talisman, and even the primordial spirit can't escape the fate of being frozen.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian was lying on the ground, and a thick layer of ice had covered his body from the ground, sealing him under the ice layer, not too far from the center of the outbreak of the war between the two sides, and the alternation of cold and heat made him abnormal. uncomfortable.
In fact, the reason why the wood monster died was mainly because he was hit by the spikes from the iron-backed monster. The fire magic power contained in the spikes happened to have a certain restraint effect on the wood monster. The mana couldn't condense for a while, even if it was a Golden Core cultivator who fell from a height of more than a hundred feet, without the protection of mana, he would still be thrown hard, not to mention that Mu Laoguai was already seriously injured when he fell.
And even if Lu Xiaotian can't condense his mana, his physical body has reached the eighth level of strength, and the strength of his physical body alone has reached the middle stage of the ordinary golden core. Compared with the old monster Mu, the strength of his body and the degree of resistance to blows are incomparable. , even if the height of the fall is several times higher than that of Boss Mu, it is nothing to him.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, had secretly mobilized the power in the magic orb in his body, and used the healing of ice. Quietly repairing the wounds on the body. The iron thorn back monster is a monster with dual elements of earth and fire. It is powerful, and the sharp needle also contains a violent fire breath. However, under the slight flicker of the demon suppressing tower in Lu Xiaotian's body, he mobilized a large amount of Vatican spirit fire Wrap the demon's moxibustion spirit ground flame.
Although the cultivation base of the iron-backed monster is one in the sky and one in the ground compared to Lu Xiaotian. It's just that the burning spirit flames that entered Lu Xiaotian's body were only a small number after all, and it was an unconscious force, wrapped in a large amount of Vatican spirit fire, it was difficult to do anything.
It's just that Lu Xiaotian was lying on the ground like this, and the mana fluctuations produced when the magic talisman fought against the iron spine back monster made him extremely uncomfortable. But at this time Lu Xiaotian didn't show any abnormality, lying on the ground and continued to suffer. The healing of ice is also rapidly repairing the wounds in the body.
At this time, the battle between the ice-type magic talisman and the iron-thorn-backed demon has reached the final juncture. The cold energy of the magic talisman called Bingzhen Mountain and River dropped greatly, but the Iron Thorn-backed Demon Rabbit dropped even more, and in the pillar of fire that spewed out, the spirit-burning flames were much rarer. A dim-colored demon pill emerged from it.
The power of the ice-type magic talisman turned into a glacier that slowly spread forward inch by inch, and the face of the iron-backed monster was full of fatigue and despair.
Du Crazy Tiger, Suo Ming Ying Monk and others looked overjoyed. However, the empty eyes of the humanoid ghost was full of trepidation. Yo, five white bone falcons flew out again, rolled in the air for a while, turned into a huge bone knife, and flashed in the air.
At this moment, the iron-backed monster was in a stalemate with the power of the ice-type magic talisman, so it didn't care about the attack of the humanoid ghost. He raised his neck slightly, but he still didn't avoid the huge bone knife.
Huge pain hit, and the bone knife directly cut a huge gash in the neck of the iron-backed monster. Hot blood flowed down directly from the mouth, and a humanoid ghost emerged from the gray smoke. With a strange smile, Jie Jie took out a small bottle made of white bones and sent it into the air. The blood shed by the Thornback Beast caught it.
The baby monk Suo Ming woke up like a dream, and he had to take out the cub from the abdomen of the iron spine-backed monster before the ice-type talisman froze it, otherwise, if he was killed by the ice-type talisman, he would refine the cub Wouldn't the idea of becoming a ghost baby be completely ruined? As long as he can refine a baby of a tenth-level monster, it is enough to sweep away the monks of the same level. The same would be his killer pincers.
Thinking of this, the Baby Monk Suo Ming couldn't hold back any longer, his body turned into a black smoke, and fell into the weeping baby ring, which turned into several extremely ferocious ghost babies, flying towards the iron thorn-backed demon, taking advantage of the At this time, Yao Yang couldn't get out of the anti-ice magic talisman, and several ghost babies floated under Yao Yang's belly, fiercely biting Yao Ya's abdomen, tearing wildly.
Seeing the actions of the humanoid ghost and the life-threatening infant monk, Du Fenghu retreated secretly, and quietly approached the direction of the baby fruit.
"Where does Fellow Daoist Du want to go?" Xiang Sicheng had already noticed Du Crazy Tiger's movements, and with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he took a diagonal step and stood in front of Du Crazy Tiger.
At this time, the power contained in the talisman is not much, and the overall situation has been settled, and there is no need for him to control it through the black box. How could Xiang Sicheng, who drew his hand, easily let Du Fenghu pick the fruit of the final victory? .
"Well, the methods used by the infant monk and the ghost clan are too cruel. I really can't bear it, and I want to avoid one or two things. If the young master thinks it's impossible, I can just watch from the side."
Du Fenghu's face was cloudy and uncertain, obviously he was thinking of the means in Xiang Sicheng, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Besides, the baby monk Suo Ming was still from Xiang Sicheng, so he had absolutely no chance of winning if he did it.
It's just that now that Xiang Sicheng is in control of the overall situation, Du Fenghu is also anxiously thinking about the way out. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Lu Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground and was seriously injured. If Lu Xiaotian could fight now, he still had the strength to fight. He alone was definitely not Xiang Sicheng's opponent.
Although he was hired by Xiang Sicheng before and got certain benefits, but the wooden old monster was Xiang Sicheng's confidant. When he died, Xiang Sicheng didn't even frown. Guo's Xiang Sicheng didn't take it to heart at all.
What's more, when he was chased by the iron thorn-backed monster before, the team's ambushes with formations were obviously very strange, and it was very likely that they were people arranged by Xiang Sicheng.
At this time, the human-shaped ghost has already received a large amount of blood from the demon with a bone bottle, and the ghost baby under the control of the life-killing baby monk also fiercely bit the demon's abdomen, and directly killed the blood in the abdomen that had not even opened its eyes. The young lady dragged it out. The iron thorn-backed monster wailed, and its huge body fell to the ground with a crash. The baby monk who turned into a baby ghost grabbed the young girl with a strange smile.
But just when the infant monk was about to succeed, there was a slight sign of slack, a transparent and agile flying sword shot out at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and disappeared from the back of the infant monk.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the life-killing baby monk screamed, and his body fell out of several ghost babies, but the flying sword behind him didn't give the life-killing baby monk a chance, and circled the life-killing baby monk's neck Turned, and cut off his head.
How could the baby monk who claimed his life care about the baby that had just been pulled out from the belly of the iron-backed monster. Yuanshen escaped from his body in a panic.
"What?"
At this time, whether it was Xiang Sicheng, Du Crazy Tiger, or the humanoid ghost who was still collecting the blood of the demon, all of them stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
