Chapter 925: Violent Strength, Overwhelming the Whole Audience

Regarding the woman in red, Tian Jue's words, Li Yi didn't answer at all. Instead, he sneered and said, "It's disrespectful to come back but not to reciprocate. Fellow Taoist Tian Jue, please give me a try."

After finishing speaking, the demon cultivator cloned himself, with a wave of demonic energy rolling around his body, and the word "卍" appeared on the golden cloud cassock. Blocking out the surrounding golden light and yellow sand.

The magic dragon gun was shot out, and with a flash of black light, it stabbed the woman in red in the distance. At the same time, the blue crystal Zen staff and the Jade Mountain Xuanyin also hit the woman in the distance at this time.

Seeing this scene, the monks present were shocked again. The Nascent Soul of the drunken monk in the distance hurriedly exclaimed and said: "Golden Cloud cassock, Yushan Xuanyin, this is the flower monk, and Haoran." Zong’s imitation spiritual treasure.”

After hearing such words, the face of the woman in red, Tian Jue, finally changed drastically, and she hurriedly drove, dozens of golden tokens, and eight-sided golden swords blocked in front of her.

After doing all this, he was still relieved. He knew how powerful the imitation Lingbao was. He once again cast a spell. The yellow sand tornado in the sky and the winding river of yellow sand also flew away at this time. He got up and attacked the demon cultivator clone.

The attacks from both sides collided instantly, causing a series of explosions.

"Bump, bump, bump..."

The crazy salon scroll, a large number of yellow sand puppets, and the river of yellow sand were shattered by two imitation spiritual treasures at this moment, turning into yellow sand all over the sky, and then quickly formed again, and once again moved towards The two magic weapons collided.

At this time, the demon cultivator's clone held a demon dragon spear, pierced the yellow sand in the sky, and hit the eight-sided golden bucket with a crisp sound.

"when."

Bahian Jindou just resisted for a moment, and then flew away from the impact, the golden light above flashed wildly.

Then, the demon cultivator's clone chased after him, wanting to inflict heavy damage on the opponent, but at this time, the Eight-faced Golden Dou and the woman in red all disappeared, hidden in the golden light.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the remaining monks changed drastically. They knew that if they didn't take action, they would be doomed. Shadow Liu in the black mist roared hastily and said: "Fellow Taoist Tianjue, this person is fierce and we are no match. The two Taoist friends from the Great Buddha Temple have fallen. You'd better withdraw the formation quickly and let us leave. Otherwise, everyone will die here. When we find the master of the Great Buddha Temple, we will take revenge."

At this time, everyone was extremely frightened. Li Yi was so powerful that they couldn't even think of any resistance.

However, their words were as if they were lost in the ocean. They received no response at all, and the golden space around them did not disappear.

Just when everyone was panicking, a golden bucket suddenly appeared in front of the monk named Shadow Liu. A golden light shot out from it and fell into the opponent's body in an instant.

Shadow Liu, one of the eight great bandits, let out a scream, and the aura on his body was rapidly weakening. He was originally the strength of the late Nascent Soul, but in the blink of an eye, only the cultivation of the middle Nascent Soul was left. Wei, the golden light on his body has not completely dissipated, and his cultivation aura is still weakening.

At this time, Li Yi's Void Spirit Flying Boat crashed into Ying Liu's body with a flash of silver light, but this one, Ying Liu seemed to have been prepared for a long time, turning his body into a ball of gray mist, Void Spirit Feizhou passed directly through the middle.

Li Yi was very surprised when he saw this, and frowned. The next moment, a thirty-foot-long fire-attributed sword of vitality flew out from the flying boat. Nine golden fire dragons were wrapped around the vitality. The golden flames of the Nine Dragons struck the gray mist with one sword.

With a slash of the sword, Gray Mist was easily split in half and turned into two shadows, split in two. However, at this time, the Nine Dragons' golden flames flew out in an instant and landed on Gray Mist. Above the fog, nine flaming golden dragons were rolling continuously on top of the gray fog. A large amount of gray fog was shrinking, and they were all burned away by the golden flames.

Then, a black figure fled out in a very embarrassed manner.

Seeing the black figure, Li Yi sneered. The Void Spirit Flying Boat crashed into it instantly. The black figure was knocked backwards and flew out, and there was a sound of bones exploding from his body.

Then, the fire-attributed sword of vitality slashed down with one strike, cutting the shadow stream into two pieces. At this time, a black Nascent Soul also quickly escaped and appeared. However, a five-color thunder net, The surrounding space has long been blocked.

The black Nascent Soul villain had not flown far before Li Yiqin took it into his hands and quickly put it into the wooden box.

When the remaining mid-stage Nascent Soul monks saw this scene, their expressions became very ugly. One of them roared angrily and said: "No matter what, we are all going to die. If we fight with him, we might be able to break the formation. We can still There is hope of escape.”

After saying that, he used his flying sword magic weapon to rush forward and slashed hard at Li Yi's Void Spirit Flying Boat.

As soon as the flying sword landed on the Void Spirit Flying Boat, it began to self-destruct. The violent spiritual energy fluctuated and continuously impacted Li Yi. Although Li Yi's Void Spirit Flying Boat was powerful, he did not dare to take it hard. The silver light on it broke through a golden space and disappeared in place.

Looking at these Yuanying-stage monks who had chased him and were struggling to death, a trace of pleasure flashed through the heart of the drunken monk. If these people had not chased him, he would not have ended up like this. However, the drunken monk did not act rashly. His eyes kept turning, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

But the next moment, when the virtual spirit flying boat appeared again, it was already behind these people. All the virtual spirit cannons were raised, and countless beams of light were shot out, bombarding these monks, making loud noises.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Then, the fire-attributed Yuanqi sword also strangled them and cut them all into several sections.

In the golden space, there were a lot of desperate roars and wails. Some people's Yuanying flew out, and some monks who didn't have time to dodge, even their Yuanying were chopped into pieces and disappeared in the air.