Chapter 156: join hands against the enemy

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe woke up and understood that this was the best time to deal with the four golden-winged ghost pythons. If he missed it, he was afraid that the flower monster would immediately stop it.

Therefore, the middle-aged brocade robe was only slightly stunned for a moment, and his hand flashed, and there was an extra bronze pen.

"Go!" The middle-aged Jinpao pinched the secret in his hand, and at the same time, he spewed out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue.

The blood instantly disappeared into the bronze pen, making the bronze pen immediately glow. Then the middle-aged man of the brocade robe rushed to the distance, and the bronze pen immediately shot out of the spot, with a sharp edge towards the back of the head of one of the golden-winged ghost pythons.

At this time, the bronze pen is obviously different from the previous one. The blue light attached to the bronze pen looks extremely sharp, almost no less than the sword light previously used by Gu Qingyang.

If the middle-aged man of the brocade robe is successful this time, the golden-winged ghost python will inevitably burst its head, and it is not impossible for it to even destroy those silver ancient swords directly driven by Gu Qingyang.

"Wow..."

The golden-winged ghost python locked by the bronze pen released by the brocade man sensed the dangerous smell behind it and immediately let out a restless roar in his mouth. Six pairs of golden wings fanned at the same time, even if they were ready to fly far away to avoid the attack.

Seeing this, how could Gu Qingyang let the golden-winged python escape from here so easily? He understood that if this opportunity was lost, it would be difficult to have such an opportunity to deal with the golden-winged python.

Gu Qingyang immediately pinched the secret. The silver ancient sword that originally attacked the golden-winged ghost python was dispersed and turned into a little silver wire, forming a silver giant net with silver light flashing, covering the golden-winged ghost python.

The golden-winged ghost python was shrouded in a huge silver net condensed by ancient Qingyang, leaving only a gap about a size behind it.

If the golden-winged ghost python directly breaks into the silver net, it will inevitably be injured by the fierce sword light attached to the silver net. But if the golden-winged ghost python escapes from the gap behind it, it will inevitably collide with the bronze pen that came from the attack.

At this moment, the front and back roads of the golden-winged ghost python have been blocked by Gu Qingyang and the middle-aged Jinpao, and it is impossible to escape easily.

There is no doubt that even if the golden-winged python can escape from the silver net, it will peel off even if it does not die.

Although the golden-winged ghost python is not as smart as the ancient Qingyang and the brocade-robed man, it still exists in that instinct, so when it senses the danger, it immediately takes action.

The golden-winged ghost python roared and immediately spewed out two gray balls from its mouth one after another, one after one in the direction of Gu Qingyang.

While the golden-winged ghost python spewed out a gray ball, the six pairs of golden wings behind it also flew forward at a very fast speed.

Looking at the appearance of the golden-winged ghost python, it is ready to use the strength of the body and the speed of the sudden explosion to directly break into the silver giant net in front of it.

"Well, this evil beast is quite smart, but no matter how smart it is, it's useless." Seeing this, Gu Qingyang's face showed a trace of surprise, but then he snorted coldly.

The golden-winged ghost python did not escape from the gap he left in advance, but chose to break into the silver net, which made Gu Qingyang feel a little surprised, but soon he understood that this move must have been done by the old monster.

Although the old monster can't get here immediately, there is a spirit beast contract. He and the golden-winged ghost python can also communicate with each other and can easily command.

Gu Qingyang pinched the secret in his hand, and the sleeve robe shook gently, and the two strong spiritual powers flashed away and instantly fell into the silver net.

With a buzz, the silver giant net suddenly rose, and the originally looming silver sword light became extremely clear, more than two feet long and looked extremely sharp.

There is some fear in the eyes of the golden-winged ghost python, but the order given to it is to break through anyway. In desperation, the golden-winged python had to whine in a low voice and rushed forward.

There was a loud sneer, and the extremely sharp sword light and the dark wings on the golden-winged python collided with each other, emitting a series of sharp cutting sounds.

Although the sword light on the silver net is sharp, the black scales on the golden-winged python are not made of tofu. The two collided with each other and showed a similar appearance for a while.

At this time, the belated bronze pen also flashed into the silver net from the gap previously left by the ancient Qingyang and went straight to the head of the golden-winged python.

Aware of the danger behind him, the golden-winged python immediately roared and was ready to turn around to resist the attack of the bronze pen.

"Hmm!" Just as the golden-winged ghost python was about to turn around, Gu Qingyang suddenly snorted coldly and unexpectedly used a divine attack on the golden-winged ghost python.

The golden-winged python screamed and twisted its body and fell from mid-air.

Gu Qingyang's face is not much better. The divine attack is an attack that hurts the enemy a thousand and loses 800. Even if the soul of the golden-winged python is not strong, Gu Qingyang's face is still pale after this attack.

From a distance, the muscles on Gu Qingyang's face seemed to be twisted together. There was no blood color on his face, which looked extremely horrible.

However, although Gu Qingyang himself was also a little damaged, the effect of this attack was also excellent. The golden-winged ghost python fell from the air, and Gu Qingyang's divine attack made it temporarily fall into a drowsy, and there was no defense all over its body.

With a click, the body of the golden-winged ghost python fell less than three feet from the air, and there was a sound of broken bones above the head. A two-foot-long bronze pen with a dazzling cyan spirit instantly penetrated its head.

"Break it!" With a fierce shout from the brocade robe, the bronze pen immediately rose and began to penetrate back and forth in the head of the golden-winged ghost python.

In addition, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe is ready to drive the bronze pen through his throat to the body of the golden-winged ghost python, intending to smash the elixir of the golden-winged ghost python with the internal organs in one fell swoop.

" Stop it!" The angry voice of the old man came, and then a huge pink palm suddenly appeared above the middle-aged man's head in the brocade robe, patting him on the middle-aged man's head with an extremely fierce momentum.

"It's not good!" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe, who was controlling the bronze pen to attack, felt a tingling heart and his face changed wildly.

Although he is still ten feet away from the top of his head in the pink palm, he can clearly feel the terrible pressure carried by the pink palm. The wind brought by the appearance of the giant palm made him feel faintly painful, like a knife cut.

As for this, although the middle-aged Jinpao is a little unwilling, he is still ready to leave the same place and avoid the attack of the old monster for the time being. There is not much spiritual power left in the middle-aged body of Jinpao. If it takes this attack, it will inevitably cause great damage.

"Min Taoist friend, hold on, you must destroy this golden-winged ghost python, and the old monster attack Gu will block it for you first." The middle-aged Jinpao was about to leave when Gu Qingyang's extremely serious voice came to his ears.

As soon as the words fell, there was an extra figure beside the middle-aged man in the brocade robe. At the same time, two silver swords that were four or five feet long flashed away and cut heavily on the huge pink palm that was about to be photographed.

Two sneer, and the two silver swords cut on the huge pink palm, but only made the giant palm down slightly. Although the silver sword light cut the pink giant palm in half without hindrance, the silver giant palm itself was condensed by the old flower monster with spiritual power, and there was no substance, so it soon closed together again.

Once again, the pink giant palm fell faster and grabbed Gu Qingyang and the middle-aged Jinpao.

Gu Qingyang's eyes condensed, resisted the tingling in his head, wrapped in a silver glow and suddenly flew up.

Gu Qingyang's face was serious. He stretched out his wrinkled old palm, and the Yinxia wrapped around his body suddenly condensed into a silver fist about ten feet in size, and forcibly blocked the huge pink palm with his body.

"Min Taoist friend, hurry up, I won't hold on for long." Gu Qingyang roared at the middle-aged man in the brocade robe. At this time, the old flower monster was really angry and left no room for action.

There is a gap in the cultivation of the two, coupled with the damage caused by the previous divine attack, so that he can't use too much mana to the other party.

The middle-aged Jinpao was shocked when he heard the words, and the speed of the bronze pen was doubled in an instant.

The bronze pen with sharp green light passed through the broken head of the golden-winged ghost python and directly sank into the body of the golden-winged ghost python.

A mass of blood flew out, and the body of the golden-winged python became more distorted. Under the crazy command of the middle-aged Jinpao, the bronze pen has traveled through the body of the golden-winged ghost python several times in an instant, stirring its internal organs into powder.

There was a crackling sound, and the body of the golden-winged python twisted and broke open, turning into countless pieces of meat, and fell to the ground with a rain of blood.

"Success! Ancient Taoist friends, I'll help you." The middle-aged Jinpao was overjoyed and put away the gray elixir that was still suspended in the air with one move. Then he shouted at Gu Qingyang, who was struggling under the huge pink palm.

After saying that, the middle-aged man's mind in the brocade robe moved, and the bronze pen with the golden-winged ghost python smelly blood immediately went to the pink giant palm.

"I'm going to kill you!" While the golden-winged ghost python was destroyed, the old flower monster's eyes instantly turned red and roared at the middle-aged man in the brocade robe and Gu Qingyang.

As soon as the words fell, Gu Qingyang felt that the huge pink palm he blocked suddenly sank and could no longer resist the huge force from it.

"It's not good!" Gu Qingyang immediately realized that it was not good and was ready to leave the place as soon as his feet moved. But as soon as he moved, he was shocked to find that he had several more pink palms in all directions at the same time. That is to say, no matter which side he wants to escape from, he must first break a huge pink palm with his strength.

But the current situation is very bad. Even if he wastes a breathing time, the pink palms around his body will immediately close and hold him in it.

Gu Qingyang never thought that this would happen. From the cracks in the pink palm, Gu Qingyang suddenly saw the extremely red eyes of the old monster, and the fear in his heart was even worse.

"This old monster is actually burning blood all over his body." Gu Qingyang's face turned blue. No wonder the old monster's attack suddenly became so powerful that he was using the self-deform method of burning sperm and blood to gain short-term strength.

In his heart, Gu Qingyang had no choice but to temporarily condense the mana in his body around his body to form a defensive light mask.

At the same time, he moved his mind and began to communicate with the silver ancient sword that had been used to trap the golden-winged ghost python. Today, Gu Qingyang can only look forward to using the sharp sword light of this silver sword to break through these pink giant palms to escape the attack of the old monster.

With a bang, the huge pink palm in all directions held the defense mask condensed by Gu Qingyang.

The huge force around came, and I could only see that the silver light mask condensed by Gu Qingyang was constantly changing its shape under the huge pink palm, as if it could break apart at any time.