Chapter 993: 2.429 battle!

Chapter 993 2.429 Battle!
Perhaps he didn't even realize that he was going to kill trees in this barren mountain and ridge today, but he was hit hard.
what! Cangtian does not open his eyes! How can you treat him like this?
"Cough." Lao Dao vomited a spit of blood again, his head blackened, and he looked coldly at the tree through the translucent lightning shield.
Could it be that secret technique to use today?
hateful!
In case it doesn't work well, it will be obliterated by heaven ...
"Cough, cough!" Lao Dao turned his left hand and pulled out a white jade porcelain bottle from the inner bounds, poured out two or three pills from it, and stuffed it into his mouth without looking.
Qiao Mu's eyes fell on the white jade porcelain bottle in the hands of Lao Dao.
The original calm face paralyzed, passing a cold chill.
When I look at the old road again, the cold and fierce colors from Jiuyou Hell appear in the eyes without waves.
At this time, the old man had been shaved by the Imperial Guard and had no flesh. Except that the heart and chest were well protected, the rest of his limbs were severely cut by Lei Guang.
The whole body was colored, the whole man was wearing a shawl, and a cyan robe was red with blood.
As soon as Qiaomu's finger was touched, she transposed the translucent lightning shield in an instant.
With a second move, a long green vine was added between the fingers, and he hurled away towards the old road.
This was a real hit, and the old man estimated that he would have to kill half his life if he didn't die.
Where did he dare to take a hard step, a roller gourd came directly to the ground, and he avoided the attack of this rattan whip.
Arbor's fingers moved slightly, and dozens of the amulets cracked directly in the air, sticking his head towards the old road.
At this point Lao Dao had been seriously injured, and his doomsman fell on him, which was bound to form an obstruction.
Even if you can't hold him, you can drag him for a moment.
That's enough!
Dae-woo destroyed a few of his amulets with long-term anger, only to feel that his body seemed to be out of control for two pauses, only when he was in a mess.
At the same time, two rattan whipes were blown on the back, and he was severely beaten twice. He felt a pain in his body, his teeth and his eyebrows moving in one place.
At this time, Qiao Mu stepped down from the air step by step, holding a rattan whip in each hand, shaking it very flexibly, and attacking him at the same time with his left and right hands.
The old man looked at the little girl in front of his eyes, knotted his brows frantically, and his pupils shrank and then shrank.
The power of the wood spirit on this rattan whip is so strong that he can't even recognize what kind of wood spirit origin this is.
It should be no less than six layers of wooden spirits. With that in mind, the old road's forehead was full of cold sweat.
Can't hesitate anymore.
He lowered his head in silence, raised his head again after a few seconds, his eyes covered with a faint green light, and his breath changed instantly.
"Be careful! He is ascended!" The little monk exclaimed.
Qiao Mu secretly opened his eyes, and when he saw it, he saw the mysterious power in the thief's body.
The entire mysterious vein instantly turned into a red spirit vein, and then a fiery red spiritual power flowed happily inside.
The foundation is red, and naturally it is one of the five spirits.
Sure enough, a flash of light flickered out of Lao Dao's hands, and he flew towards the rattan whip in Qiao Mu's hands.
As soon as the green vines were contaminated by the fire, there was a sudden flame of fire and the flames were burning.
Qiao Mu snorted, while throwing the rattan whip in his hand, his hands slightly lifted, and then seven or eight green vines came out from all directions and rushed towards the thief.
(End of this chapter)