Chapter 202 Fierce Battle

The temperature of Li Chuan's elixir fire is absolutely horrible, and it is full of purple-gold elixir fire. Even if several beast kings can't get close, the heat wave hits people far away.

At this time, the guards around also began to move and tried to surround the crowd. Unfortunately, they miscalculated the strength of the six people. The strongest was the Taurus King. The momentum broke out in an instant, knocking away a wave of guards that had just rushed up again, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Several people previously recognized by Wujin also launched an attack in an instant. The black silk line quickly approached the crowd and wanted to trap several people. Unfortunately, the flame magic fire was not vegetarian. Although it was not as good as Li Chuan's Danhuo, the temperature was also absolutely horrible. These black silk lines touched the flame magic fire were also instantly defeated. Retreated, several beast kings were furious and rushed in the direction they chose.

The defense of the earth armor demon dragon king is the most horrible existence among several beast kings. He did not use other means to directly make a savage collision. Those guards were hit in an instant, and the scene was quite bloody and brutal.

The dragon scales are even more cruel. Among several beast kings, he is the coldest and quickly soared into the sky. His feet turned into huge horseshoes and trampled directly on the people below. He saw that his horseshoe collapsed instantly in contact with the ground, and suddenly several strands of blood gushed out of the cracks.

The Taurus King was full of dark gold, with anger on his face, and a roar suddenly broke up a team of guards about to rush over, keeping his head one after another, his face twisted, and blood spewing in his mouth and nose. Then the iron fist of the Taurus King directly smashed these small fish and shrimps.

For a period of time, the scene was quite tragic, and most of the guards in the courtyard were directly destroyed by a wave of attacks by several beast kings. Although several beast kings are usually quite pleasant with Li Chuan, they are quite cruel when killing people, and they are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Ujin's strength is the lowest, which is also relatively speaking. Ujin himself is an or beast controller. His ability is to control warcraft attacks, but he does not have a large number of warcrafts now. Only a few warcrafts have entered a secret space of his own, and suddenly released several fifth-order warcrafts to guard him. . These monsters are also quite strong, his claws and bites, their bodies are extremely strong and fast, and their lethality is also quite weak. In addition, for a period of time in Moyangzong, he also quite understands the attack methods of Moyangzong, which is no less than the casualties caused by several beast kings.

The five people blocked the guards of the Moyang Sect who rushed in in five directions and killed them directly. They were simply one-sided killing, not like a battle at all. The previous people recognized by Wujin were also quite strong, but they met the seventh-level beast king, no matter how strong they were. It's slaughtered material.

Compared with the hot killing of several beast kings, the confrontation between Li Chuan and the elder, who is also the ancestor of Moyang, is quite common.

The black silk thread of the Moyang ancestor is sharper and difficult to attack than the ordinary Moyang Sect. Even if Li Chuan's elixir is quite strong, it is only comparable to that of it, and the two sides are entangled. The two confronted each other quietly, and the black silk thread surrounded Li Chuan, but because of Li Chuan's red fire protection, the black silk thread formed an effective attack.

Moyang's ancestor was also quite shocked to see the combat strength of several beast kings. He did not expect that these people had such strong lethality, and the time of close breathing caused such a large casualties. He wanted to free his hands to suppress the arrogance of several beast kings, but how could Li Chuan make him do what he wanted? As long as Moyang's ancestor was a little distracted, Li Chuan would find the right time to launch his spiritual knowledge and prepare to be cruel to Moyang's ancestor.

But Moyang ancestor is an old monster for thousands of years. After so many years, he has not died. Compared with his uniqueness, he will no longer care much after a small loss. There are many of these cannon fodder Moyang Sect. They are not afraid of their killing. At present, the most important thing is to get the stone tripod.

"Moyang ancestor, do you think you can destroy the whole demon world as you wish if you get the stone tripod? Delusion!" Li Chuan scolded the ancestor of Moyang.

Li Chuan's confrontation with Moyang's ancestor was also quite shocked in his heart. He sighed that he was worthy of being an old monster that had lived for thousands of years. His spiritual knowledge was extremely strong, and he could not help it with his strong strength in spiritual knowledge. For a while, Li Chuan did not know how to form an effective attack.

"Hey hey...! Boy, you are still a little young and want me to find a better reason for distracting me. Your provocative means really don't have any skills!" Moyang Laozu looked at Li Chuan and smiled gutterly. At this time, he was also quite shocked by Li Chuan's strength.

When he met Li Chuan, he had just woken up, and his strength was less than one. At that time, he knew that Li Chuan's strength was very strong, but the ancestors of Moyang were not afraid, because no matter how strong Li Chuan was, it was only temporary. He was definitely not as fast as his own recovery. As long as a hundred years, his own strength It will recover 30%. At that time, killing him is like stepping on an ant to death.

Now more than 70 years have passed, and the ancestor of Moyang is quite excited, because his strength is much shorter than he expected. In just 70 years, he has recovered three layers of strength, and now he has recovered to the seventh level. If he recovers at this speed, he will recover in less than 300 years. At its peak strength, it has reached the eighth level of horror. At that time, the whole demon world is in its own pocket, and then you can also return to the cultivation world.

Li Chuan is also quite anxious. If it continues like this, he can only confront him. At that time, no one can stop him or let him escape. It is not a way to consume like this. After all, his background is not as strong as Moyang's ancestors.

The two are still confronting each other. At this time, the surroundings have been quiet, and there are bursts of shouts of killing in the distance, but Li Chuan is not worried about several beast kings and Wujin at all. As long as there are no horrible old monsters such as Moyang Laozu, several beast kings can definitely cope with it. In addition, the members of the team waiting outside the city should also receive With the news, Li Chuan was even more relieved. The only thing that made Li Chuan worried was the old man in front of him. Looking at the relaxed appearance of Moyang Laozu, he obviously did not pay attention to himself. From his expression, he could see that he regarded himself as a plaything like a cat and mouse.

Li Chuan is quite calm and looking for an opportunity to launch an attack. These black silk threads are really difficult to deal with, and their own elixir can't force them back, and they can only guarantee that they will not be disturbed by them.

"Hey, boy! Hand over all the stone tripods, and I will consider giving you a whole body! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. I don't have time to work with you here!" After confronting Li Chuan for a while, Moyang's ancestor said to Li Chuan with a ferocious smile, as if he had eaten Li Chuan.

"Want Shi Ding? Then it depends on your ability. Don't let Shi Ding lose his life without scooping himself in the end!" Li Chuan also fought with Moyang's ancestor, and neither of them could do anything about it.

"Is that right? Then you're welcome!" After saying that, Moyang Laozu withdrew the black silk thread and slowly condensed around it. At the same time, Moyang's ancestors read words, and then spit out black magic flames in the air, which became faster and faster.

Li Chuan was also not slow at all. Seeing that Moyang's ancestor had the next move, his hands were quickly imprinted, and suddenly a khaki light filled with light, reflecting Li Chuan's calm and cold expression. He stared at Moyang ancestor with his eyes and did not look at his hands.

The mountain seal was completed in an instant. At the same time, Li Chuan did not stop, but continued. The light in his hand also changed from earthy yellow to ice blue, and the momentum around Li Chuan was also slowly climbing.

Compared with it, the momentum of the Moyang ancestor was more horrible. After the silk threads retreated, it merged with the black magic flame spit out from the mouth of the Moyang ancestor, and gradually formed a huge thing in front of the Moyang ancestor. These magic flames were spit out by the ancestors of Moyang and entered the body of a huge monster woven with black silk thread.

At the moment of its formation, there was a heart-whelming roar in the body of this huge monster. The sound made his scalp numb and he listened to the cold war all over his body, but Li Chuan was so strong that he was not affected by it, and the imprint in his hand still continued. Now Li Chuan has completed the first regretful printing. After mixing earthy yellow and ice blue, a huge purple gold fist has formed, and his strong momentum is not weaker than that of Moyang's ancestors.