Chapter 7 Bitter Battle

"I met the Quyan spirit beast in China, and when I came to the East China Sea, I met this kind of monster... Recently, the fairy and demon road is really not peaceful." Sikonglan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Seeing this situation, he had to take out the magic weapon.

At this time, the giant whale gate practitioners who control the sea shark-shaped machine beast rushed out of the bottom of the sea coincidentally, as if the elegance of dolphins jumping out of the sea and breaking through the water in the waves.

"Zhai Lei Fu!"

The machine beast they control is not a high-level product, but a low-class product. However, due to the imitation of swimming fish in workmanship and design, it looks flexible in the water.

The practitioners of the giant whale gate who manipulated this group of machine beasts are all practitioners who have not yet reached the sword period and should not have participated in this level of battle. But it was obvious that they had been prepared - while driving the machine beasts and jumping out of the sea, they raised their hands and threw spells.

Zhailei is a spell that is several levels higher than the breaking lightning that can be practiced by practitioners in the Yuanying period. Even if it is made into a spiritual charm, it weakens its power. For this group of practitioners, it is also an extremely sharp weapon.

jumped out of several thunder charms, flashed several twists and turns, drew a few white lights in the dark air, and hit the head of the deep sea thief floating on the sea.

Although the light is fast, it is still not as fast as the spiritual beast in the sea.

Although the deep-sea thief's body was big, he was not clumsy. At this time, he saw several thunderstorms, and several limb tentacles hidden under the sea suddenly protrude together and lined up straight in front of its head, like a huge wall, blocking the thunder.

"This monster reacts so fast!" The sword floated in the air, and the old young head in the position of the word "shock" of the gossip magic whistled, turned his eyes, and shouted at Yan Chi Xing, who stood in another direction: "Lao Yan, come up and make some ideas. I think it's just a delay to ban it like this. This big octopus is different from what we usually eat.

Before Yan Chi Xing answered, he saw a figure suddenly descending from the old young head and suspended behind the old young head in the blink of an eye. The silver-like beard dances in the air, not the White Hu Dragon King, but who?!

The old dragon king moved his body twice and laughed and said, "The old young man is becoming more and more useless. When will he shout and retreat? If you are afraid, I will allow you to go back and fill the yellow soup before you come back!"

As soon as he said this, the practitioners of the giant whale gate who were present immediately laughed out loud. Even the people riding on the machine beast and the potential at the bottom of the sea couldn't help coming to the surface.

Sikong Lan walked with the sword, but the speed was far less than that of the old Dragon King. At this time, he arrived. When he saw a wave of people laughing happily, he only felt a little brainless, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart. He just wanted to say: In the immortal and demon way, the giant whale gate is only second-rate in terms of scale, and the only one who can really be called a master in the door is the White Hu Longwang. But at this time, in the face of this spirit beast in the sea, which is famous for its difficulty in the fairy and demon way, the doorman can still laugh out, but this courage is really admirable to me.

In this case, how can I fall into the face of Xuantian Pavilion? With this thought, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Please ask the old dragon king to tell me how to cooperate with you at present?"

While everyone was discussing, the deep-sea thief trapped in the ban suddenly went crazy.

A dozen tentacles protrude out of the sea at the same time, like thunder, and hit the forbidden wall around its body at the same time. Its attack came violently and suddenly. Although the practitioners present were on guard, they were also caught off guard.

Only a loud roar was heard, and the sound of the prohibition collapse also sounded. With the heavy blow of the monster, four of the eight practitioners who arranged the ban have been shaken away. And the slightly higher power, although it barely stabilized the body, it was also qi and blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"This monster... suddenly became stronger?" Yan Chi Xing is the most powerful among the arrayers, and the recovery is also the fastest at this time. He played a protective restraint with one hand, and then drove the flying sword to get close to Sikong Lan and others.

At this time, the old dragon king made a dragon cry, and he had sacrificed the magic weapon and rushed to the strange beast in the sea. He was extremely fast, and there was a little anxious between his eyebrows - he felt it, and the strongest practitioners on the court clearly felt it. The situation was originally stable, but it has changed at this time.

The deep-sea thief seemed to have soared in power. Seeing the old dragon king, the master of the fairy period, flying towards him, he did not dodge, separate the tentacles in front of him, opened his mouth and spit out a black thick juice.

The magic weapon in the hands of the old Dragon King is a pair of huge axes. The two axes are the same size as himself. At this time, they dance, which can be described as tigers and wind. The thick ink was sprayed on him, and before he got close, he was blocked by the strong wind waved by the huge axe.

Although the White Dragon King could block it, the ink fell into the sea, which immediately made the giant whalemen under the sea suffer a great loss. The thick juice blended into the sea, and it was immediately turbid. The sea, which was originally illuminated by spiritual light, fell into darkness again.

The eyes can't see things, so they can only rely on spiritual recognition, and for a moment, they are in a hurry.

"Good beast!" The old dragon king shouted loudly, and he had rushed to the top of the deep sea thief's head. He put together two axes and cut it down with the momentum of breaking the mountain. The axe blade flashed, but the monster was also really difficult to deal with. At this time, several tentacles from the separation coincided again, rolled together, and went straight up against the edge of the giant axe.

While the old Dragon King took action to block the deep-sea thieves, Yan Chi Xing immediately shouted, "Old Qingtou, you take the rabbits of Yuanying to save the injured. The others come with me!"

The remaining people were immediately divided into two parts. The Yuanying Xiuzhen, who controlled the sea shark-type machine beast, emerged from the dirty sea, and the four royal swords who were injured and fell into the sea before salvaging them under the command of the old young head. Yan Chi Xing took two other sword practitioners to sacrifice their proud magic weapons and spells and flew forward to assist the old Dragon King.

The dark sea is filled with an ominous smell. In the waves, several practitioners led by the Dragon King are entangled with the deep-sea thief, which is insoluble. Sikonglan had the experience of cooperating with Yan Chi Xing before. At this time, the two were back to back and tried to fight against the tentacles of the spirit beast, but they could barely support it for a while.

"Break!" Sikong Lan waved his sword finger and hit a broken magic thunderlight, forcing a tentacle attacking his chest back. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the sound of breaking water on the soles of his feet. Another tentacle stretched out from under the sea and hit him.

"It's endless!" In addition to the flying sword trampled under his feet, Yan Chi Xing also prepared a huge axe as a weapon. At this time, when he saw the tentacle attacking Sikong Lan, he immediately waved an axe.

But he didn't expect that this fierce axe could not cut into the other party's meat at all, leaving a white mark on the other party's skin.

Of course, it will be endless. Sikong Lan's method of driving the flying sword is much smarter and flexible than the people of the giant whale gate. At this time, it is not awkward to fight. Keep a clear mind and put the situation in front of your eyes.

This monster has too many tentacles, and I really don't know how many years it has been practiced. At this time, it was more like crazy, and it seemed that his power had soared for a while, and he did not fall behind at all under the fierce offensive of the old Dragon King against the immortal master.

Although the White Hu Dragon King resisted the frontal attack of the spirit beast, a pair of shining axes cut off one limb after another, making the blood from the fault sprinkled all over the sea. But the monster not only heals very quickly, but also regenerates his limbs faster! No matter how many tentacles the old Dragon King cut off, he could never really do it. In front of the defense network intertwined with these tentacles, the Dragon King in the East China Sea was helpless for a while.

At this time, the old young head has commanded those disciples of the Yuanying period to fish out all the injured people from the sea and send them back to the door for treatment, and then he joined the war again.

However, in addition to the Old Dragon King, five practitioners in the imperial sword period, including Sikong Lan, can only make it. Although there are many kinds of magic weapons and spiritual charms, it is never painful to really hit the spirit beast.

It's hard to win or lose, but the belly of the giant whale is also busy at this time.

A group of Yuanying practitioners who came back with sea shark-type machine beasts placed the injured at the same door and were about to go back and forth again, but were stopped by Ao. Before these people could argue with Ao, they fell to the ground one by one and their skin was ulcerated.

This group of people were corroded by the thick juice from the spirit beast in the sea, and it is a miracle that they can persist until this. It's just that they are even more worried about Aolai's forehead.

He commanded a group of junior disciples to move all the injured into the Fuhai Hall and then dressing them for treatment. Although the scene seems chaotic, it is also chaotic and orderly.

"What the hell is going on with that monster!" Although he jumped with anger, Ao Lai still barely kept his senses, distributed the healing elixir one by one, and asked the women to bring hot water to wipe the injured people and put on bandages.

At this time, Mo Shoucheng, who is the most powerful among the giant whales, is also dizzy. Those Yuanying practitioners who were corroded by thick juice are fine, but the four sword practitioners who suffered anti-shock injuries and vomited blood and fell into the sea are not good. It's not enough to take the elixir alone. He has to inject Zhenyuan fairy spirit to help him promote blood circulation.

It was easy to deal with all the injuries of the injured, but Mo Shoucheng only felt that Zhenyuan was extremely consumed, so he sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath.

After a while, I finally recovered. He exhaled a long breath of turbidity and opened his eyes, only to find that the girl named Xiaoye was standing in front of him, with her eyes widened and looking at him with a worried expression.

"Are you... worried about me?" Mo Shoucheng got up and squatted down again, keeping his eyes on each other.

The little girl nodded, but shook her head quickly and never said anything.

Mo Shoucheng laughed, lowered his voice, and said softly, "It doesn't matter. I have nothing to do." As he spoke, he turned his eyes to the only place in the Fuhai Hall where he could see the outside scene - the light curtain reflecting the sea outside the giant whale.