Chapter 36 Jinyang Cold Moon

The three parties took action at the same time, but it was the two fierce generals of the Black Pavilion who really took action. Lin Xuzhen and Gu Yuehe of the White Pavilion did not take action, and the king beast He Qingyan and the two beautiful auxiliary beasts of Xialong Mountain did not take action.

The blue-skin weapon is his own body. He originally had a pair of small flags as a magic weapon, which was used in the battle of Pingshan, but at this moment, he did not need defense at all in the face of first- and second-class monsters, so he did not bother to sacrifice small flags and kill wildly in the herd purely by physical strength.

The blue skin's body is not only as hard as iron as Luo Han. He was originally a monk in the demon world who had been enslaved by demons for many years. He practiced the method of refining the body taught by demons and trained his body into a magic weapon-like existence. After instilling spiritual power, he exerted great power between his hands and feet.

Blueskin's hands danced in the herd, and two dozens of meters-long blue light belts were released from his hand. The blue light touched the warcraft, all of which were smashed and broken bones. Between the blue leather's hand, it could sweep out an area of nearly 100 meters, and hundreds of monsters were killed and injured.

In less than a minute, Lanpi has slaughtered thousands of warcrafts, and one of them slaughtered warcrafts much faster than the monster array on the east side. The horror of the Jiedan monks can be seen from this.

But what is sharper than the blue skin and monster array is the poisonous soul flag with a poisonous face.

After the poisonous face threw the black poisonous soul flag into the center of the beast tide, like a drop of black ink dripped into the pool, and a circle of black marks slowly spread from the center of the beast tide. Luo Han's soul servant saw black gaseous skulls emerging from the poisonous soul flag. Each of these skulls drilled into the body of a warcraft and turned his eyes. The warcraft was poisoned black from head to foot, and then at least three, dozens of skulls, came out of the mouth of these poisoned monsters, and then poisoned the surrounding monsters.

There are tens of monsters that have died under the poisonous soul flag in the blink of an eye, and there are more and more skeletons floating over the tide of beasts, and the black circles gradually lose their shape and gradually disperse, as if a black plague is spreading uncontrollably.

Seeing such a scene, everyone present felt the power of the poisonous soul flag, and also felt that the beast tide should be over.

The poisonous face landed in the center of the beast tide and stood at the top of the poisonous soul flag, laughing wildly. The area hidden in the ground of the beast tide reached a hundred miles, and the number of monsters in it may be tens of millions. If it is infected by his poisonous soul flag and turned into a poisonous soul, the power of this flag will be unimaginable. I'm afraid that Yuanying will also have the power to fight against the old monster.

Just when the poisonous face was very proud, the beast tide suddenly changed.

A round of fiery "Jinyang" suddenly emerged from the bottom of the beast tide and rose into the air in the blink of an eye. The diameter of "Jinyang" is about 1,000 meters, and the surface is red and dazzling, and the substance in it can't be seen clearly. As soon as Jinyang rose, the poisonous soul raging above the beast tide immediately screamed and turned into nothingness under its golden light. The soul servant immediately felt that the air was full of wisps of pure soul silk.

Everyone was shocked and didn't understand how such a thing existed in the beast tide, and there was still no too strong spiritual fluctuation under the beast tide, and there was no monk hiding in it.

"What do you dare to break my poisonous soul!"

Seeing that the tens of thousands of poison souls collected were destroyed, the poisonous face was furious and raised his hand to shoot a black wheel to fly to the "Jinyang" in mid-air. The wheel roared and flew into "Jinyang" and then silently, as if a mud cow was entering the sea.

The poisonous face was shocked. He himself knew the power of this magic weapon. This rotary wheel was made of several demons, which was extremely hard, and he refined the spiritual poison on it. Once he hit the enemy's magic weapon, he immediately followed the spiritual poison control, which was very vicious. According to the reason, the monk who manipulated "Jinyang" behind the scenes must be due to He was poisoned, but there was no movement.

With a poisonous face, he pinched his hand to detonate the wheel, but as soon as he thought about it, the feeling between him and the magic weapon disappeared.

At the same time, Lanpi also saw the power of Jin Yang. The golden light shone on him, which made his skin unbearable, and the blue light that could have been extended to dozens of meters away could not be used.

The same is true of the monster array on the other side. The whip in the array was broken inch by inch and could not be thrown out at all. The array was not formed. It was completely confused by the monsters gushing out. The monsters in Longshan had to fight with the monsters in person, but under the golden light of the "Jinyang" high in the sky, these monsters also spent ten layers of strength. Without the first or second floor, the whole body is even more painful, and it is terrible to be able to barely be torn apart by the beast tide.

As soon as "Jinyang" came out, the form immediately changed greatly.

He Qingyan was distressed by the monsters in the mountains and immediately took action. The colorful feather fan in his hand waved, and the colorful glow flew out and crashed into "Jinyang", but it was still like a breeze blowing a pillar. There was no response, and he couldn't help but change his face.

"No, Jinyang is not simple, at least it is a magic weapon that only Yuanying monks may have. Today is dangerous, Brother Lin, let's withdraw first!"

Gu Yuehe keenly felt that something was wrong and issued instructions for the surrounding foundation-building monks to return to the air and prepare to evacuate far away. Lin Xu's needle also nodded in agreement with his idea.

At this time, the mutiny rose again, and a foundation monk pointed to the sky and shouted in horror: "Lord Quli, Lord Guanzhu, look, the moon!" The moon!"

Everyone immediately looked up, and the bright moon, which should have hung high in the sky, actually fell from the sky and fell to the same height as the golden sun rising in the tide of beasts. It was bright and dark, hot and cold, and quietly hovered in the air.

"No, I'm afraid I can't keep it when I go down to Longshan today. Liji, Lanji, you two immediately leave here and take refuge in Shanglong Mountain 300 miles away. If I don't die, I'll go to you again today."

He Qingyan gave an order to the two auxiliary beasts behind him, and the two enchanting women had tears in their eyes and refused to agree.

He Qingyan shouted: "Get out of here!"

The two women were reluctant to leave. Unexpectedly, as soon as they flew hundreds of meters, two blue light shot out from the moon and covered the two women's bodies. The two women, who were king beasts, were illuminated by this blue light and immediately lost their ability to act.

At the same time, the foundation monks who retreated to the outermost under the Guyue River were all locked by a blue light and lost their ability to move. Only those who flew slightly slower, as well as the Guyue River and Lin Xuzhen behind the palace were not attacked by the blue light of the moon.

Luo Han looked at Daqi. The moon falling from the sky was actually like a shackle. Any monk who wanted to escape would be locked by him. He felt more and more the magic of the beast tide. Naturally, this moon would not really be the moon in the sky. It was the same as the golden sun. The magic weapon, or the two parts of the same magic weapon, but Luo Handao still doesn't know where the monk who controls the magic weapon hides. The spiritual power extending from the cold moon of Jinyang is full of the whole beast tide, but it can't be said that this beast tide itself is the controller.

"Oh, why not?" Luo Han's mind flashed: "There are many creatures with group thinking on earth. Ants and bees are the most common examples. Have tens of millions of warcrafts in this beast tide have formed a group consciousness and can jointly control a magic weapon that destroys the world?"

Luo Han vaguely felt that he had grasped something, but he was still a little short of realizing his fate. He was puzzled and could only temporarily give up thinking and quietly observe the changes in the field.