Chapter 1117 (1/2)
After a blow, the moon fell to the ground like smoke, dying, seven orifices gushing blood.
At that moment, yueruyan reluctantly relied on baiyuhuan to defend against the attack of the water dragon, otherwise there might be no bones left.
Rao is so, under the pressure of strong water spirit force, the moon is like smoke, all the upper and lower bones are broken, the whole person is in a coma.
The power of Yuecai spirit Fubao is determined by the strength of the maker's cultivation. The Fubao made by the friars of jiedan period is naturally powerful. In the later period of foundation construction, the monks could not resist it.
”Kill this woman!” See the month like smoke fall to the ground comatose, the middle-aged friar of that blood evil spirit door that leads gives an order.
Seeing that several attacks are about to fall on Yue Ruyan, Yue Cailing's pretty face turns white and rushes towards Yue Ruyan, playing the liuliyao Qin in her arms.
The wonderful sound of the piano came, and a blue shield was quickly propped up around.
”Dong Dong Dong!” Several magic weapons smashed on the top of the shield, giving off dazzling brilliance.
This magic weapon of liuliyaoqin, which integrates attack and defense, is a middle-class magic weapon. It is a rare treasure given to yuecailing by Shen Lang in manshengong a few years ago.
”Well? The magic weapon is good, but the magic power is not enough! Little beauty, I see you are beautiful. If you surrender and become my elder's concubine, how about my elder let you go? ” The middle-aged friar of the blood evil sect, the leader, said with a smile.
”Dream!”
Yue Cailing gritted his teeth and quickly plucked the strings. A lot of wood aura poured out and turned into green light, attacking the three monks.
The three immediately parried and defeated Qingguang.
”Little slut, since you don't drink, the elder will help you!”
After roaring, the middle-aged monk opened his mouth and spewed out a purple flying sword, carrying a large amount of electric arc, which hit the cyan mask held up by the liuliqin.
”Boom!”
There was a deafening roar, and the blue light shield was on the verge of collapse.
Yuecailing has no hope of winning. It seems that he is going to die here today.
Just then.
Suddenly, a black light came out of the forest. It was a crescent shaped black blade. It struck the purple flying sword like lightning, making a clear sound.
”Ding!”
Black light and purple arc collided. Although they didn't break the arc, they also weakened most of the energy of purple flying sword.
”Isn't this the magic weapon of elder Lu of JUMO village Exclaimed the middle-aged monk of the blood evil sect.
As soon as the words came to an end, the waves leaped from the woods and directly turned into the giant ape of Qingshan, who fell down on the man with Bai Qingshan in his hand.
The three elders could not help but take a cold breath when they saw the golden ape flying out suddenly.
The friars in the regiment were also shocked.
”Boom!”
The middle-aged friar tried his best to push the purple flying sword to resist the falling White Castle Peak, and the other two friars also tried their best to push the magic weapon to resist.
Three people work together, barely and Shen Lang changed after a hit tied.
”Shen Mr. Shen Yue Cailing's pretty face was stunned, showing an incredible expression.
”Who are you?” The middle-aged friar of the blood evil spirit clan suddenly drank and roared.
”The one who killed you, of course!”
With a sneer from Shen Lang, the ape raised Bai Qingshan's arms and smashed him wildly.
”Dong Dong Dong!”
The sound was earth shaking, and the three friars at the head started to defend in a hurry.
The skeleton puppet also rushed into the battle group and began to help Shen Lang.
”Mr. Shen, I'll help you!”