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The sword energy was like a rainbow, and a cyan torrent composed of thousands of cyan flying swords rushed forward, hitting these drowsy third-order monsters, leaving obvious sword marks one after another, and the blood color could be vaguely seen.

Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, and the sound of the sword sounded loudly. The seven green flying swords flew around the five third-order low-grade monsters, and the sword shadows were intertwined.

The persimmon is softly pinched, and the effect of the psychedelic red lotus on the third-order low-grade monsters is more obvious, and the effect on the third-order high-grade monsters is less.

"Cut me down."

With Wang Qingshan's low drink, dense cyan sword qi flew out and hit the five third-order low-grade monsters.

These five third-order monsters were hit by the psychedelic red lotus, lethargic, and turned into living targets. No matter how strong their bodies were, they could not stop Wang Qingshan's sword formation if they didn't resist.

A series of roars sounded, and the five third-order monsters were chopped into minced meat by the dense blue sword energy. They did not resist before they died, which shows the horror of the psychedelic red lotus.

Wang Qingshan was overjoyed to see the five third-order monsters killed so easily, but he was also a little bit apprehensive about Liu Mei'er. If he was caught in the psychedelic red lotus, he wondered if he could be Liu Mei'er's opponent.

Wanhua Palace deserves to be a force on par with Taiyi Immortal Sect, Liu Meier, the elder sister and goddess, has passed through people.

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and several cyan tornadoes that were more than ten feet high swept in, and the speed was quite fast.

The four half-demons of the Core Formation Stage shot from the four directions of the south, east, and northwest, and they wanted to kill Wang Qingshan first.

There was a slight muffled sound from the ground, and four green, red and white gold spirit flowers drilled out from the ground near Wang Qingshan and quickly grew to several feet in size.

The cyan spirit flower swayed, the wind blew, and countless cyan wind blades flew out.

The red spirit flower spewed out a large red flame, and the heat wave was amazing.

A large piece of crystal clear ice cone spewed out of the white spirit flower, hitting a half-demon at the stage of forming an elixir with a piercing chill.

The golden spirit flower spewed out dense golden threads, intertwined into a large golden net, covering the opposite side.

Boom!

The air was billowing and the dust was flying.

These attacks were easily resolved by the half-demon at the stage of formation. The four half-demon at the stage of formation were about to take other actions when the ground suddenly lit up with a dazzling yellow glow, and a strong gravity emerged out of thin air. Uncontrollably fell to the ground, the sound of ghosts and wolf howls resounded, and several huge ghost claws suddenly appeared on the heads of the four half-demons, which were quickly photographed.

Several screams sounded, and the four half-demons had several terrifying bloodstains on their bodies, and the yin qi was entangled, very terrifying.

The sound of breaking the air was loud, and the seven green flying swords suddenly surrounded the four of them.

A clear sword chirping sounded, and countless blue sword energy swept out, slashing at the four half-demons.

The blue light flashed, and a gust of breeze blew past, and a middle-aged man with a pair of cyan wings suddenly appeared in front of Wang Qingshan. The middle-aged man turned his hands into a pair of cyan eagle claws and grabbed Wang Qingshan's Tianling cover.

Two giant yellow hands a few feet in size suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbing at Wang Qingshan's feet.

Wang Qingshan's right hand flicked, and a large piece of fierce cyan sword qi flew out, and his figure went backwards.

The big yellow hand was empty, and the dense blue sword qi slashed at the middle-aged man, which did not cause much damage to him.

At the same time, the nine cyan flying swords let out a burst of cyan sword sounds, and a large piece of cyan sword energy flew out, turning into a giant sword that was more than ten feet long, and slashed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wanted to avoid it, but a large black rhizome suddenly appeared from the ground, entangling the middle-aged man's feet.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, the wings behind him slammed fiercely, and countless cyan wind blades flew out, his hands patted the top of his head, and two cyan eagle claws appeared out of thin air and greeted them.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded, and the sky-high giant sword, the dense cyan wind blades and the two cyan eagle claws perished together, and a powerful air wave erupted.

Before the middle-aged man could catch his breath, a huge blue-colored sword-dragon rushed in front of him.

"Do not"

The middle-aged man let out a desperate cry of exclamation, and the cyan sword pierced through his body, tearing him to pieces.

The dense cyan sword qi flew out from the nine cyan flying swords, and slashed the other three half-demons overwhelmingly.

They were trapped by the sword formation, and they were unavoidable, with crazy expressions on their faces, and their bodies suddenly swelled up.

Wang Qingshan seemed to have thought of something, and he secretly cried out in his heart. He hurriedly offered a blue shield, which was inflated and blocked in front of him. The three half-demons at the stage of forming pills exposed themselves one after another, and a wave of air that was visible to the naked eye quickly swept through. When it opened, the powerful air wave rolled up a large number of weeds, and the dust was flying. Three different colors of aura drowned Wang Qingshan's figure.

It didn't take long for the aura to dissipate, the cyan shield disappeared, there were some sawdust on the ground, and a huge cyan net covered Wang Qingshan. Seeing Wang Qingshan's figure, Wang Qingshan's body was covered with a pale golden glow, which was the golden body of defensive spiritual art.

If it wasn't for Liu Mei'er's defensive spirit technique to help him block most of the damage, Wang Qingshan would have been more fortunate.

He also did not expect that these half-demons have such a strong temperament. Seeing that they can't escape the sword formation, they will expose themselves to hurt the enemy. This is the first time Wang Qingshan has seen such a suicidal style of play.

Wang Qingshan walked out of the big blue net and said to Liu Mei'er, "Thank you, Fairy Liu."

"The grace of saving life, shouldn't you say that Wang Daoyou promises you by yourself?"

Liu Mei'er laughed angrily, looking at Wang Qingshan with a charming face.

A deafening roar sounded, and a huge silver scorching sun suddenly lit up high in the sky. The silver scorching sun illuminated the night as bright as day, and could be seen for hundreds of miles.

Wang Qingshan and the others were startled, and subconsciously looked up into the sky. The Nascent Soul cultivator was the protagonist of this attack. If Fang Mu was defeated, they would probably have to flee.

It didn't take long for the silver scorching sun to dissipate, Fang Mu was wearing a jet-black armor, the surface of the armor flashed runes, and the aura was compelling.

The middle-aged man stood in front of Fang Mu, his face full of shock. Fang Mu's right fist was on the middle-aged man's chest.

"Dare to melee me, court death."

Fang Mu sneered, with a sarcastic look on his face, a large piece of blood flew out from the middle-aged man's back, and the middle-aged man flew out backwards, vomiting blood, and his face was full of shock.

"Physical training!"

He never imagined that ~www.readwn.com~ Fang Mu was a dual practitioner of the Dharma body, and his physical body was not much worse than him.

Fang Mu deliberately left a flaw to the middle-aged man just now, lured the other party to get close, and then used a powerful spiritual technique, injuring the middle-aged man. Of course, Fang Mu was also slightly injured.

Fang Mu's face turned cold, and with a slap in the face, six corpses with scars on their bodies rushed towards them. The little zombie was the fastest, releasing dense black filaments, hitting the middle-aged man overwhelmingly.

The middle-aged man did not dare to neglect, and quickly released a large piece of silver lightning, which easily broke these black filaments. The fastest computer update::/

Seeing this scene, Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier breathed a sigh of relief, their fighting spirit soared.

At this moment, a deafening roar sounded, and the ground shook violently.

Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier were startled and looked towards the source of the voice.

Following their gaze, a larger red mushroom cloud suddenly rose in the distant sky. The red mushroom cloud was twice as large as the silver scorching sun, making it very conspicuous.