Chapter 576 Nine Songs of Power

The nine monsters were not afraid. They looked indifferent and ignored the six blue smokes that shot over. They raised their huge palms, patted out with the sound of wind, and slammed at one of the green smoke figures.

However, due to the narrowness in the cave, the nine monsters are huge, but the movement is much slower than the three green smoke figures. The palm did not hit the green smoke shadow, and the six shots of the smoke have been shot. The three hit one head of the nine monsters, and the other three hit the abdomen.

In these six green smokes, there are endless spirits. Although the nine monsters are also transformed by the essence, painless and unconscious, they are just defeated by this green smoke full of spirits. One of the heads of the nine monsters was suddenly beaten and crooked obliquely to the side, and a big hole was suddenly hit on the abdomen, although There is no blood flowing out, but it looks terrible.

Hu Jialiang was overjoyed when he saw it. He thought that the nine monsters were just a silver-like wax gunhead, which was not useful. He was about to speak proudly. Unexpectedly, although the nine monsters were injured, they did not know the pain. The huge slap like a fan hit the green smoke figure standing in front!

The cultivation of the nine monsters was promoted with the realm of Feng Xiaotian, and it was also rising. It had reached the middle of the immortals. What strength this slap was. With a sudden wind, the green smoke figure was fanned up. The green smoke shadow was unbearably hit, and it recovered into wisps of green smoke in the air, and then was immediately attacked by the nine monsters. He opened a big mouth and sucked up the diffuse blue smoke in one breath.

And Hu Jialiang seemed to be a duck who was suddenly cut off his neck. He was about to make a sound to laugh at Feng Xiaotian. Unexpectedly, the scene in front of him suddenly stopped his voice as soon as he came out of his throat, and his eyes were full of incredible expressions!

After the nine monsters sucked the green smoke into their stomach, it was like taking a big tonic. The head that had just been ulcerated was soon full again, and the big hole in the abdomen gradually filled up. He looked up to the sky and roared, but the spirit was a little better than before the injury!

Hu Jialiang was shocked when he saw this. The green smoke figure he summoned had been swallowed, but the monster of the other party seemed to have gone further. If it went on like this, I'm afraid that he could not keep the two green smoke shadows left. You should know that every green smoke figure was when he was in the world of cultivation. Wait, I don't know how many innocent practitioners have been slaughtered, and how many spirits have been collected to combine! Now a green smoke figure has disappeared in vain and made a tonic for other people's monsters, which is really painful!

Thinking of this, Hu Jialiang did not dare to neglect it. The soul-suppressing magic bell in his hand shook and read the magic formula in his mouth. The remaining two green smoke figures flew up and flew towards the soul-suppressing magic bell. It seemed that Hu Jialiang was ready to take back his helper!

Feng Xiaotian was not ready to let him go easily. His mind moved. The nine monsters were connected with Feng Xiaotian's heart and spirit. Naturally, he immediately understood the meaning of Feng Xiaotian. The huge palm waved out again and grabbed one of the flying green smoke figures in the palm of his hand. With a strong grasp, the green smoke figure suddenly collapsed and turned into a curling green. Smoke floated out of the palms of the nine monsters.

When the nine monsters saw the great tonic, they could not be polite. As soon as they sucked in, the blue smoke that floated out was suddenly sucked into the abdomen by the nine monsters, making the nine monsters suddenly a little stronger.

Hu Jialiang shook the soul magic bell for a long time, but only withdrew a figure composed of green smoke. Looking at the evil magic bell, he was almost crying without tears. He really didn't expect that his killer mace was taken out and completed the other party. He wanted to scold and vent his anger loudly, but he looked up at the tiger-eyed and still flowing. The nine monsters with salivating consciously closed their mouths, put away the soul-suppressing magic bells and sat on the ground!

Feng Xiaotian knew that Hu Jialiang had lost the will to fight. He smiled, drafted the pheasant sword, and read the magic formula. The nine monsters that scared Hu Jialiang with their teeth and claws suddenly shrank into a white light, and drilled back along the tip of the grass pheasant sword, and the mine that seemed to be crowded just now suddenly became wider!

Feng Xiaotian smiled and joked, "Mr. Hu, you have been defeated. What else can you say about this? Or is it better to be my slave?"

Hu Jialiang was not willing to be so subjud. He slowly stood up and said in a low voice, "Huh! It's just relying on the power of the monster. If you have the ability, let's not rely on external power and start a game with our own power. If we can still defeat the team leader this time, the team leader will naturally have nothing to say and be your slave willingly!"

Feng Xiaotian couldn't help laughing when he heard the words. It seems that Hu Jialiang can't fight more than nine monsters. He pinched himself as a soft persimmon. Anyway, let him know his strength, so that he can be convinced!

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian said with a smile, "Okay, well, since the leader of Group Hu is so interested, I will accompany you for a few moves. If there is such a defeat and there is any regret, I will really be rude!"

Hu Jialiang snorted coldly and said angrily, "Humph! OK, this team leader has always said to do it! Pick it up!"

As soon as the words fell, Hu Jialiang bullied him in front of him. The two thin palms flew up and down. The speed was so fast that people couldn't see the shadow of the palms at all, and the magnificent power of immortals burst out between the palms and quickly hit Feng Xiaotian's head, chest, abdomen and other major key points.

"Ha ha, it's good to be a good slave, but it's enough to be a good slave!" In the strong palm wind of Taoism, Feng Xiaotian did not move. All over his body, every tiny cell was full of the power of immortals. As soon as his mind moved, countless immortals qi gushed out and protected his whole body. The countless palm winds emitted by Hu Jialiang passed by, like a light wind blowing on his face. , can't shake the wind and little sky!

Poor Hu Jialiang originally had high hopes for the countless palm winds he hit. He thought that even if he couldn't knock down the other party, it would make the other party confused and difficult to fight. He took the opportunity to kill again. How could he expect that he could overturn a hill like this? He didn't even blow up the corner of the other party's clothes. !

What surprised Hu Jialiang more was that the wind Xiaotian stood in the cave with his hands on his back, standing like a mountain. The momentum emanating from his body at this moment was as unfathomable as the vast sea, not like himself at all, but just a fairy in the early realm of the fairy!