Chapter 392 Qiongqi's Talent

At the same time as the fall of the Skyfire, the attack of the Rosefinch Sword also came to the monk. Compared with the Skyfire, the effect of the Rosefinch Sword is more practical than it.

Looking at the rosefinch sword stabbing him, the monk directly pushed it up with the fangs, and there was a loud noise, but the monk's other fang broke in response, and the broken fangs were deeply stuck on the ground with a "bang".

The severe pain from his teeth made the monk roar, and his whole body kept rolling in the space, and there were bursts of screams in his mouth.

Since the monk dares to use his fangs to resist Yang Qian's rosefinch sword, he also has great confidence in his fangs. At least that thing is not something that ordinary monks can resist, but the monk made a mistake in calculation.

The ordinary rosefinch sword on the surface actually contains great power, and the power of the top fairy weapon can't be resisted by ordinary things.

There are also many monks who suffered losses in the rosefinch sword. Most of them underestimated the sparrow sword because it did not have energy wave energy. They did not regret it until the time of the battle, and the monk was not included. He had already broken a tusks. At this time, another one was cut off by the rosefinch sword. From afar, the monk was also extremely miserable.

However, Yang Qian was an unrelenting master. Seeing the power of the rosefinch sword, he also launched a fierce attack and a large number of flames kept spewing out of Yang Qian's mouth, cooperating with the sky fire and fiercely burning the monk's body.

At this time, the monk was also miserable, and there were wisps of green smoke on his body, and a strong burning smell began to spread in the space.

The master could not tolerate any loss. The monk first underestimated the rosefinch sword and suffered a great loss. At the same time, the pain also made him give up resistance, so Yang Qian's flame took advantage of the situation. Although the monk could resist Yang Qian's flame, his physical strength was not as strong as the immortal king in the end. The burning nature of this Jiuyang real fire The quality is as useful as his body.

"Damn, damn!" After suffering such a big loss, the demon Xiu was naturally furious. He kept roaring in his mouth, and all the hairs on his body stood up. For a moment, the cold light made people breathe cold.

"It's not good!" Looking at the monk's changes at this time, Yang Qian also shouted secretly, and a set of rosefinch-like armor suddenly appeared on Yang Qian!

Yang Qian named this thing as a rosefinch armor, and its style is also made according to the appearance of a rosefinch. In fact, it is a defensive magic weapon at the level of a medium fairy weapon, but in the past, Yang Qian was able to resist the attack of monks by virtue of his physical strength, but at this time, Yang Qian is facing a middle-level mythical beast, even if Yang Qian's body is direct Yang Qian, made of precious colors, is not confident to withstand such an attack.

While Yang Qian summoned the armor, he saw the monk's body shining brightly, and his hair had already shot at Yang Qian.

"Wo, sw, s..." At this time, Yang Qian also felt a strong momentum coming towards him. Those bristles were like big waves with unparalleled power. Wherever the thing passed, there was a black line, and this black line was a crack in space, but all this came and went quickly, so it was difficult for ordinary monks to detect, but Yang Qian is different. It is easy to catch the yuan god of Jinxian.

"Dang, Dang, Dang..."

The fairy mythical beast is the fairy mythical beast. The speed of the quick shot of the hair is simply unimaginable. The huge impact hit Yang Qian, oppressing Yang Qian like a hill and retreating.

However, Yang Qian's armor is not ordinary. At the moment when the hair was shot on his body, he only made a crisp sound and fell down, which did not hurt Yang Qian's body.

Under this storm-like attack, Yang Qian had to resist passively for a while. If there is a slight difference, the pool will be pierced. It doesn't matter if one or two, but Yang Qian can't stand the number!

The whole process lasted for a few breathing hours. Maybe the monk was tired, or maybe he saw that there was no harm to Yang Qian. The monk finally stopped, and then the pressure on Yang Qian disappeared.

"Damn it, this shit. If the old man hadn't been prepared, he would have been ejaculated into a sieve!" After stopping, Yang Qian did not take back the armor, but broke and cursed.

However, compared with Yang Qian, the monk was also surprised at this time. He knew his own things best, but at this time Yang Qian stood there safely.

"I didn't expect that you still have a fairy-level defense weapon. No wonder you are safe and sound!" Obviously, the monk also knew the goods. After thinking about it carefully, he quickly understood the reason of the matter.

"Wrong! It's a Chinese fairy weapon. How can you break the defense weapon of a Chinese fairy weapon? Listening to the monk's words, Yang Qian suddenly became proud, and his tone was even more provocative.

"You..." Yang Qian's words were so angry that the monk couldn't say anything for a moment.

What is a fairy weapon? As the name implies, this thing is a thing in the fairy world. Generally speaking, only immortals can refine it. Its power is naturally self-evident. Even a good spiritual weapon in the world of cultivation will attract a large number of practitioners to rob it.

And the fairy weapon is a Zhenzong treasure of a large sect. Not to mention the middle grade, even the lower fairy weapon is difficult to break even if it is a master of the Mahayana period. Only a powerful scattered fairy can cause damage to its body, and with the offset of the fairy weapon, its damage is very small, so it has fairy-level defense. Royal magic weapon, even the monks of the Golden Dan period can escape from the monks of the Mahayana period.

What's more, Yang Qian is a medium-grade at this time. The gas strength is not as simple as one plus one, which grows directly by geometric multiples, so even if the monk is horizontal, it is difficult to break Yang Qian's defense.

"There is one more thing I forgot to tell you!" Looking at the monk's angry but hopeless face, a playful smile also appeared at the corners of Yang Qian's mouth.

"Hmm, do you think you are a three-year-old child!" The monk suddenly roared, and his huge claws suddenly patted him to the side.

"Hang!" With a crisp sound, a red shadow suddenly flew out.

"Damn, it's really an old monster. I won't be fooled!" Looking at the monk's behavior, Yang Qian immediately cursed.

The red shadow just now was the rosefinch sword. While resisting the attack, Yang Qian was not idle. With the material of the rosefinch sword itself, he was not afraid of the monk's attack at all. In order to cooperate with the rosefinch sword, Yang Qian deliberately said something that shocked him to divert his attention, but he did not expect that he would eventually Found it.

However, although the monk slapped the rosefinch sword, the rosefinch sword is at least a top-quality fairy sword. Let alone its own sharpness is unstoppable, let alone the flame nature, which is strengthened by the blood of the rosefinch, and the blood of the flame ancestors also makes it the flame effect attached to it. It is also incomparable.

At this time, a huge damage suddenly appeared in the middle of the monk's claws, but under the scorching flames, it was not easy to see at this time, but the two claws were burned flesh and blood.

"You didn't listen to me anyway. I wanted to tell you that my flying sword is not an ordinary thing. You must have suffered!" Looking at the monk's painful face, Yang Qian immediately smiled.

"I admit that I can't do anything about you for a while, but you human practitioners have powerful magic weapons, but our demon clan also has its own characteristics!"

After the monk finished speaking, there was a squirm in his abdomen, and then a large mouthful of blood spewed out, and the blood quickly disappeared, and then a layer of blood fog appeared in the space.

This blood fog is extremely strange, without a trace of energy fluctuations. Yang Qian can't feel his characteristics at all, and in this blood fog, Yang Qian can obviously smell a strong fishy smell, which contains a strong murderous atmosphere.

At this time, the blood fog was slowly approaching Yang Qian, and a strange feeling slowly appeared in Yang Qian's heart.

At this time, Yang Qian only felt upset, and a great murderous thought appeared in his heart, but for a moment, Yang Qian's eyes suddenly turned red! My mind gradually fell into a kind of darkness and suddenly lost my consciousness.

Every ancient fierce beast is simple. Qi kills countless times in his life. After killing the other party, it will also absorb the power in the blood. This power accumulates for a long time to form a kind of disturbing blood that disturbs the mind. At this time, Yang Qian is stained by this thing.