Vol 11 Chapter 1: Captive Fairy

In the central part of Tianyuan mainland, there are mountains and mountains, mountains and mountains, and one hundred thousand mountains are boundless. The towering ancient trees in the mountains cover the sky and the sun, thousands of years old vines are staggered, and various monsters and monsters are emerging in endlessly. The apes and tigers roar endlessly. It is really a primitive place.
At this moment, in the depths of this vast mountain, the murderous pervaded the four fields. A dozen young strong men chased from the city of evil are confronting Ling Zixu and his party.
Ling Zixu was already in a poison, and his face was flushed at this moment, as if he was about to drip blood, his head was covered with sweat, his teeth were bitten, his long eyebrows were locked, and he seemed extremely painful. Ling Yun stood nervously behind him, and two other twenty-something followers blocked in front of Ling Zixu.
At the front is the elder Ling's servant. He is dressed in a green gown, rickety, and gray hair. It looks like an ordinary ordinary old man who can no longer be ordinary.
But no one thought that this old man, who seemed to be very ordinary, suddenly burst out a magnificent momentum at the moment just now, standing in front of Ling Zixu in the form of a strong man who looked down on the world. Blocked all the young strong.
The vast energy fluctuations emerged from his slightly thin body, causing the stumps and leaves on the ground to float, rotating around him and the Lingzi virtual five people, and a super horrible force field enveloped the five people. inside.
Dragon dance, Kevin, Leng Feng and other people looked at each other and changed their colors. I never thought that such a master would suddenly appear. Originally seeing Ling Zi's venomous body poisoned, and unable to fight again, they thought it was easy to kill Ling Yun, who would suddenly kill a fourth-order terrifying powerful terrorist, which was beyond everyone's expectation.
On the ground, three martial arts soldiers from Xianwu College and dragon dances and cold fronts from Kamikaze College quickly surrounded the old men in Tsing Yi. In the air, the three Yalong knights of the Ares Academy, the four magicians of the Illusion Academy, and the Eastern Phoenix and Kevin of the Kamikaze Academy may gather grievances or gather magical elements to prepare for the most violent attack on the Tsing Yi Old Man.
The young strongmen know that they must kill or defeat the old man in Tsing Yi in the fastest time, or wait until Ling Zixu, the terrible fifth-order peerless master, removes the toxins from his body, and there is really no chance of winning.
"Lightning!"
"Ice Gun!"
"Fire!"
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The magicians of Eastern Phoenix, Kevin, and the Illusion Academy first attacked. Based on their comprehension of magic, they did not need to read too long magic spells, as long as they gathered enough magic elements, they could quickly Launch a magic attack.
The huge lightning tears the void, the cold ice gun shines on the sky, and the terrifying flame sweeps the world, and it rushes down from the air, attacking the old man in Tsing Yi, Ling Zixu and other five people.
The horrible magic wave is as vast as the sea, and it is like a stormy surge and rushing. The world and the world are blazing with light, and the Tsing Yi old man and five other people are buried in it.
This is the joint strength of six magicians, one of the magicians in the Magic Academy has reached the fourth level, and the other five have reached the third level. Such a fierce attack is really terrifying.
Suddenly, in that blazing light, a little blue halo appeared, and the blue light kept spinning, the light became brighter and brighter, and finally formed a huge vortex, where all the magic attacks in the air converged. The huge violent energy rage into the vortex.
The shining blue vortex is like a whale swallowing a cow, drinking all the magical energy, and the five people on the ground appear. The old man in Tsing Yi draws a circle with both hands, such as holding a rolling ball, and uses the Eastern High-tech martial arts Tai Chi technique to remove the fierce attack of the magician. Most of the magic energy is introduced into the ground, and the rest is forcibly refined into the air by his internal force.
There are huge cracks at his feet. The terrifying magic energy rushed into the ground and surged violently until the magician stopped the attack. The cracks continued to extend to the distance, and the ground woven into the ground like a cobweb.
If the old man in Tsing Yi only cares about himself, there is no need to resist, but he needs to protect Ling Zixu and win time for him. It is not too good for him to accept such a horrible magic attack alone, but it is not a big deal, but his face is a little white, and the strength of the super master of the fourth-order Dacheng Realm can be seen.
The three warriors of Xianwu Academy and Dragon Dance, Leng Feng, and another master of Kamikaze Academy started the second round of attack when the magical energy disappeared. They did not give the Tsing Yi old man a chance to breathe.
Six dazzling sword energies intertwined together to form a gorgeous sword net, and rushed towards the old man in Tsing Yi. The sound of "chirping" breaking through the air was endless.
The old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes violently and released two magical lights. He punched together and smashed forward. Two unmatched beams were excited from the fist and greeted six sword qi. Both sides have become substantive, and when they first come into contact, the sound of "clang" bursts out in the air, just like a metal clash.
Six sword qi finally collapsed with two beams of light at the same time, bursting in the sky a dazzling light than the sun, the violent energy flow is vigorous. Wherever a little light rain passed, any tangible objects were destroyed, and the mountains between the two sides turned into fine sand and turned into a small desert, which was more than the momentum caused by the magicians just now.
"Roar", "roar", "roar"
Three roars of heavenly dragon roar, resounding through the mountains, and in the distant forest, birds and beasts escaped. The three-headed dragons have a length of more than a dozen feet, swinging their tails in the air in three directions, dive down at the same time, swaying a violent wind, blowing the ground dust.
Three bright gigantic grudges swayed in the air in terror waves, without giving the old man in Tsing Yi a breathing opportunity to fall down.
The old man in Tsing Yi deserves to be a fourth-order master, and he is not afraid. He punches into the sky with a punch, and the three grudges instantly disintegrate. The violent strength made the three-headed Yalong painfully unable to open his eyes, roared repeatedly, and finally rushed to the sky at the same time, but the three giant tails pulled fiercely to the five people on the ground.
The old man in Tsing Yi frowned, and if he was himself, he could easily avoid it, but Ling Zixu was doing bad things and could not be disturbed by external forces. He had to resist hard, he screamed, his palms fluttered repeatedly, struck out layers of palm shadows above the five, and a blue glow shone over them, like a big umbrella.
The terrifying giant tail of the three-headed dragon is so amazing, the speed of the pumping is astonishing, the speed is like electro-optical, and there are bursts of strange screams in the air.
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"
There were three loud noises, all three giant tails were slammed against Lan Mengmeng's hood, three Yalongs burst into wailing, and rushed away quickly. The giant tails of the three-headed Yalongs were all injured by blue light. The scales that came in contact with the blue light fell off a large piece of blood and oozed out a large piece of blood.
The old man in Tsing Yi was also uncomfortable, his face was pale, and the chest and abdomen undulated violently.
At this moment, five magicians in the air and six oriental warriors on the ground gathered enough power to start a fierce attack at the same time. These people seemed to figure out that they would not give the old man in Tsing Yi a little rest time.
Heavenly magic, sword energy on the ground, the whole world is endless blazing light. The dazzling magic, like a long river falling straight for nine days, roaring roaring, vast and unmatched. The bright sword spirit resembles the divine light of the heavens, deterring the Nine Serenities, with its might, and shocking the four fields.
The old man in Tsing Yi needs to guard Ling Zixu and cannot avoid it. There is a mysterious martial art in the sky and he ca n’t perform it. He can only rely on his own horror cultivation. Although he has reached the fourth-order state, he is also invincible against dozens of super-young strongmen at the same time.
Lightning, ice guns, wind blades hit the mask he held up again and again, sword energy, punching power, bombarding the increasingly dim light outside him again and again.
"Poo"
The old man in Tsing Yi couldn't bear it, vomited a big sip of blood, his face was pale, his feet were vain, almost fell to the ground.
At this moment, Ling Zixu suddenly bleeds blood, scaring Ling Yun and the old man in Tsing Yi's face, and the old man in Tsing Yi hurries up his spirit quickly, and quickly raises his skills to support the dim mask again.
After Ling Zixu vomited a dozen mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face was pale. He opened his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I vomit blood, it doesn't hurt." After saying this, he suddenly caught The two 20-year-old attendants who lived in front of me dragged them to their side and said, "The strongest toxic substance has been removed from my body, but this toxin is too powerful, and the poison in the blood is difficult to get rid of. Now I need to change the blood and take a look at the blood of you and the old man ’s non-rejection. "
Lingzi slashed the blood vessels of the two people, and cut his two arms at the same time, and the two followers' arms were tightly attached to each other. After a while, he pushed one of the followers out, saying: "Your inappropriate."
He left only the follower with the same blood type, and then began to force his blood with internal force, so that the poisonous blood quickly blasted out from the wound on one arm. Blood arrows flowed, and there were bursts of stench, and a large amount of poisonous blood was quickly discharged from his body.
After a moment, Ling Zixu's face was extremely pale. He almost drained all the blood in his body, and his body was shaky.
At this time, the old man in Tsing Yi had been spitting blood on his mouth, which was bombarded by many former light masters, and he could not bear to see it. The lightning, wind blade, sword spirit, and fighting spirit outside of him constantly broke through his defense and rushed into the mask. If Ling Yun did not resolve it, Ling Zixu might have been injured by the fierce attacks of the young and powerful.
"Anu insisted for a while, and I'll be fine." Ling Zixu grabbed the follower with the same blood type, and pressed the wounds of the two arms tightly together, quickly absorbing the follower's blood with internal force. As fresh blood poured into his body, Ling Zixu felt the return of power, and the smile on his face grew stronger.
However, at this moment, the sound of "boom" was loud, and the blue mask supported by the old man in Tsing Yi was broken by a huge golden light palm. In the palm of the light, a stunning woman in white clothes wins the snow, just like the nine-day fairy dies, and in the moment when the golden light palm is dim, the white woman breaks through the golden mist, holding the sword with both hands, and falling down from the sky, straight Take the old man in Tsing Yi.
The stunning woman is Meng Keer. She was originally Dao and Wushuang xiu. At the moment, she held a flying sword with two hands and attacked at close range. Its power was unparalleled. The flying sword inspired a radiant light like a match, and the surging power made the whole world seem to oscillate.
Many young strong men outside the field were quickly retreated to the distance by this huge sea-like force, shaking and shaking. The turbulent energy fluctuations shocked the old man in Tsing Yi. This force is too terrible. He is currently seriously injured and can't contend with it. In a hurry, he raised his fists and tried his best to bombard him.
"Boom"
A loud, earth-shattering loud noise made the old people in Tsing Yi spit blood and flew out, then fell to the ground and could no longer climb.
Meng Keer also spit out a blood ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Before she forcibly unlocked the seal and Ling Zi fought a punch, was repulsed by the power of the seal in the body, and had suffered a lot of internal injuries. .
At this moment, a golden light palm quickly grabbed Ling Zi. The person who shot was Chen Nan. He just tried his best to Meng Kerr into the front of the old man in Tsing Yi with the dragon catcher. He successfully beat him into a serious injury. At this moment, the dragon catcher came out again and grabbed Ling Ling fiercely. Zixu.
Ling Zi was very anxious and quickly backed away, but in his current state, there was a fast catching of the dragon hand, and the golden light palm wrapped him and the entourage in an instant. Ling Yun rushed forward, trying to break the golden light palm, but couldn't shake it.
The golden light palm shrank quickly, but he couldn't help Lingzi being fragile, but he changed the shape of the follower in his hand but squeezed it. Ling Zixu just wanted to move, but the palm of light shone in a flash, instantaneously squeezing the follower into a blood mist in the air.
The palm of light dissipated, and Ling Zi roared back and forth. Although he successfully expelled the toxins from the body, he almost drained his blood. The new blood was forcibly interrupted by Chen Nan before he could make up one-tenth of the original blood.
If there is only such a small amount of blood left in an ordinary person's body, I am afraid that he has already returned to the nether world. Even if it is as strong as the fifth-order peerless master Ling Zixu, he can't support it for long.
Ling Yun quickly supported Ling Zixu, and his anxious colors overflowed with words, but this was his backer and his life-saving straw. If Ling Zixu could not recover, he would die without a burial place.
Chen Nan captured the dragon's hand for the third time, quickly swept back the dream Kerr falling on the ground. Zijin Shenlong asked lowly in the sleeve of his robe: "This time, won't you let go of her again?"