Chapter 21 Second Kill

The Spirit Beast Mountain monk saw that the Black Pavilion monk was suddenly attacked, and the spiritual power on the red curved sword that attacked him had reached the level of the beginning of foundation construction. He was horrified that although he was a monk in the middle of foundation, in the general state, it was certainly more than enough to deal with the early monk of foundation construction, but since he was continuously suffered After the attack of many monks, his spiritual power has been consumed at this moment, and he is seriously injured. If another early foundation-building monk emerges, he may not be able to deal with it.

Looking around, the spiritual beast mountain monk found that there were no other monks present except the seemingly clumsy white hall monk in the distance. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is it you..."

The spiritual beast mountain monk just said four words to Luo Han, but found a black light flying over his head from Luo Han. He quickly mobilized the dragon to defend, but he was even more surprised to find that the two dragons were actually entangled in the fiery red curved sword, and they had been cut all over their bodies and dying.

Luo Han can cut off the body of the monster with the red dragon sword when changing the seventh level. Now he has the cultivation of the tenth level of the body change, and his spiritual power is several times higher than at that time. No matter how powerful the two dragons are, they are still the strength of the monster stage. Of course, they are not the opponents of the red dragon sword.

The spiritual beast mountain monk became more and more panicked. Unexpectedly, although Luo Han was just a practicing monk, his magic weapon was very sharp. He only knew that he was invincible. He turned around and wanted to escape, but it was too late to escape at this time.

The three-color light column fell from the top of his head, locking him to death, and the black and white double instrument print slowly fell.

The spiritual beast mountain monk looked up to the black toad seal. How did he know that this was definitely the best magic weapon? In an instant, his face turned pale. He looked at Luo Han incredulously. He couldn't figure out why Luo Han, a practicing monk, could have so many strange magic weapons, and had so many extremes. Why do you have to enter this South Fairy Hall after tasting the magic weapon? After all, no matter how many magic weapons there are, it will be a lifetime to come to this dangerous place.

The two dragons in mid-air have been shattered by the red dragon sword, and the black and white double seals will also fall on their heads. The spiritual beast mountain monks know that they are no longer immune, and their faces are miserable.

Suddenly, the transmission aperture beside him fluctuated, and a spirit beast mountain monk riding a fierce tiger came out of the door.

The monk who was trapped by the black toad seal before was overjoyed and quickly shouted, "Brother Feihu, save me!"

The Lingshu Mountain monk who just transmitted was named Feihu. He was confused. Suddenly, he saw his brother who was suppressed by the black toad seal, and saw the Baiguan monk facing him in the distance. Although he saw that the Baiguan monk only had cultivation during the practice period, he could trap the brother, which showed that this person was by no means simple, and And the black toad seal and red curved sword floating in the air are obviously quite sharp magic weapons.

When Feihu patted the tiger's head in front of him, the demon tiger roared, and his whole body opened its hair. A light red spiritual shield appeared in front of him. He did not intend to attack Luo Han. In fact, it was equivalent to giving up his brother's life. The coolness of the monk can be seen.

The spirit beast mountain monk trapped by the black toad seal changed his face: "Fihu, you beast, at least I have instructed you to practice, but you can't save your death!"

Feihu sneered: "Brother Red Dragon, you have instructed me to work with other brothers in the mountains and treat us like beasts. Of course, when I don't hold grudges, and I don't see death. It's really this boy's magic weapon is too strange. I have to figure out how he took action before saving you, otherwise Both of them are on, which is of no help to the treasure hunt assigned by my uncle!"

Feihu leaned his back against the portal and had the idea of defensive counterattacking. If Luo Han was not his opponent, he would naturally kill people and seize treasures. If Luo Han was too sharp, he would turn around and go back to the portal.

Luo Han sighed in his heart and knew that if he went on like this with Feihu, once other monks returned to this space, he would find the secret of his magic weapon. He would definitely fall into an endless battle. Finally, like the spiritual beast mountain monk who controlled the dragon just now, he was killed because of the exhaustion of spiritual power.

Therefore, Luo Han can only be ruthless and must kill the newly appeared Feihu, and never wait for other monks to appear.

"Xiao Leng, kill!"

Luo Han roared softly in his mind, and a white light flew out of his bag and rushed to Feihu like lightning.

At the same time, Luo Han patted the requiem star jade watch on his wrist: "Lao Hei, hit it with all your strength!"

Hong Yulong, trapped in the three-color array of black toad printing, saw Luo Han actually take action against Feihu first, and immediately showed a happy expression on his face. He can still hold on for a while. Although Feihu is cool, his strength is not weak. If Feihu and this person fall into a long struggle, he may have a chance to get out of trouble.

Hong Yulong stared at Luo Han with contemptuous and greedy eyes. He not only despised this practicing monk for his ability to break into the fairy hall, but also greedily imagined that this man's magic weapon would belong to the Spirit Beast Mountain. He was even thinking about how to ask Uncle Kongye to reward the red curved sword to himself, which could easily even be a monster. The best magic weapon to shred.

But his contempt and greed quickly turned into shock, the last shock before his death.

When the tiger saw the white lightning, he did not dare to be careless. He threw a small white tower from the bag and hung above the head of the ** demon tiger. His tower-shaped magic weapon was called the Beast Tower, which is usually used to subdue monsters and monsters. The tower has great defense, and it is difficult for ordinary middle and high-level monsters to break.

The white lightning stopped ten meters away in front of the tiger, revealing a pure white animal that is three times taller than his demon tiger. This animal is like a strong big dog, but its head is horns, its whole body is covered with scales, and the scales on its abdomen have several pale red luster wandering back and forth, which looks very magical.

The two spirit beast mountain monks have read countless warcrafts, but they have never seen the warcraft in front of them, but with their rich experience, they immediately see that this is definitely a very rare warcraft. Both of them are greedy in their eyes. For the monks of Spirit Beast Mountain, the best warcraft is more powerful than the magic weapon.

But Luo Han did not leave them time to enjoy the unicorn beast.

"Wow--"

Xiao Leng let out a roar, and the demon tiger sitting down suddenly turned pale. He lowered his head with shrinking, and the released spiritual shield also dimmed three points.

Fihu didn't have time to beat and scold the mount. He saw Xiao Leng open his mouth and spit out a fire sand. The fire sand hit the town beast tower. The white light was great, and the town beast tower resisted the fire sand.

But the fire sand only stayed for half a second, like iron sand sprinkled into the tofu, smashing the town beast tower. The fire sand then hit the body of the demon tiger, burning it with thousands of holes and screaming.

Feihu was furious and quickly took out a small shield to block his chest. Finally, he blocked the lost fire and sand. He was about to urge the demon tiger to bypass the opposite Xiao Leng to attack Luo Han's body. Suddenly, an extremely cold breath came to his face. Feihu's heart was cold and he felt the approach of death.

A fist-sized baby stood on Luo Han's wrist. The baby stretched out a finger and pointed steadily to the tiger. A black line crossed a distance of 200 meters, crossed the sore beast tower, crossed the small shield in front of the tiger, and finally passed through the tiger's chest.

The black light flashed away, and the baby on Luo Han's wrist also disappeared, and the tiger also fell from the back of the demon tiger with a bang, which was already breathless.

Under the black toad seal, half of his body withered and half of his aging Hong Yulong happened to see this scene. His turbid left eye showed an incredible look. He couldn't believe that Feihu's younger brother, who could not even easily defeat him, was killed by a monk in the practice period.

"He has a lot of magic weapons, the red curved sword, the black toad seal, and the sharp pure white beast, oh, the most horrible... seems to be... the unknown magic weapon on his wrist... that baby... is it Yuan Ying..."

The last thought of the spiritual beast mountain monk was cut off, and the body collapsed and fell into the valley.

Luo Han quickly took back all the magic weapons, and then rolled up the bags of the five monks and hid back into the village at the bottom of the valley. He made up his mind to wait for three hours in this place, and then leave the South Fairy Hall from the portal at the top, but he also knew in his heart that since the South Fairy Hall is known as the place of nine deaths, there is no With such an easy way to get out alive, the battle of life and death will come soon.

Just as Luo Han fell into the village, five white monks flew out of the portal halfway up the mountain on the left.