Chapter 147 (1/2)

The unreal sword curtain with some Taoist breath swept over, and the blood mist exploded.

”Puff, puff, puff!” Dozens of friars were directly divided into two parts by this sweeping sword curtain, and even two friars on the first floor of the golden elixir did not escape this misfortune.

After this knife, the terrible extreme weak feeling spreads, di nine in the heart a cold. He knew that this was not the sixth day's curtain sword, but the shot of the eighth layer of the golden elixir monk. That shot through his chest, a kind of true yuan breath that did not belong to him diffused in his body. Although it can not be compared with his fifth crack knife, it is also a truth.

If he can't get rid of this breath, he will not have the ability to do it.

In a big hurry, di Jiu runs the xinghejue crazily. He wants to take away the true yuan breath that does not belong to him through the xinghejue.

As soon as the veins of the stars start to circulate in Dijiu's body, Dijiu is surprised. All the breath that does not belong to him is swept away by the veins of the stars, and then he dies in the boundless veins of the stars in his body.

Just a few weeks later, the second big star in his body formed an outline.

”Who dares to keep the means, or who dares not to do it again, this time nothing can be separated, I Zhuo Yifei said to do it.” The friar of the eighth floor of the golden elixir roared, and his long gun rolled up countless shadows.

Di Jiu killed dozens of friars with one sword, plus nearly 200 friars who had been killed by Di Jiu before, only half of them were left in a short time. In fact, the friars who besieged Dijiu didn't need to say that they had met the tough stubble.

This golden elixir eight layer Friar's words don't fall, is dozens of attacks sweep to di Jiu. Although the attack to Dijiu's magic is much less, the attack strength is more than twice as strong as before.

This time, there were fewer people hiding behind, and most of the monks tried their best to fight. Even the two Jindan monks who were guarding the hole and were trapped rushed to di Jiu. What's their purpose in stopping Dijiu? Isn't it for Dijiu's treasure?

Just now, Zhuo Yifei said that anyone who dares not to do something can't get anything. It's really necessary for them to stay at the entrance of the cave. When they share the treasures, no one will consider what they do. Maybe Zhuo Yifei really can't give them spiritual pulse.

Di Jiu roared, and his momentum rose sharply. In a short time, he stepped into the second level of the golden elixir.

”He's promoted...” a friar in the early days of Jindan cried in horror. At the moment of Dijiu's promotion, he seemed to feel a bright star twinkling in Dijiu's body.

He has never seen this kind of skill. It's not important. The important thing is that he has never seen such a fierce person who has stepped into the second level of the golden elixir in the battle.

The injury is still serious, but di Jiu sacrifices the long sword again. The icy shadows are split by him. Everything in front of his sword will be torn by the icy shadow.

Fourth wind Xiaodao!