Chapter 560： share

The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: [] The fastest update! No ads! Zhang Shiping, who was tens of miles away, couldn't hear the shout of the middle-aged monk surnamed Yan just now, and this person may have noticed this, or he was pressured by the black dragons in the formation, so he faced Lu anxiously urged the other two comrades.

After the enchanting woman surnamed Situ and the gray-haired old man surnamed Chen heard the words, a look of suspicion flashed across their faces.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk didn't say another word. He has dealt with the two for hundreds of years, and he knew that they are masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles. He flipped the simple and dull black longbow in his hand, and then took a deep breath, and the mana spewed out from his body, condensing into a thin invisible bowstring.

With a thought in his mind, a long bronze arrow engraved with runes appeared in his hand, and he immediately hit and pulled it, bending the bow like a full moon.

"Sister Situ, help my brother take charge of this formation flag for a while. Since brother Yan has already taken out the black bow, it will be unreasonable if we don't try our best." Throwing it towards Situ Qiu, then flipped his hands over and took out a red flag, threw it forward without hesitation, and turned into a colorful giant tiger six to seven feet long and two feet high, volleying in the air with all four legs Blazing flames, and following his thoughts, the giant tiger roared and rushed into the formation.

Immediately afterwards, the old man let out a muffled drink, unreservedly mobilizing his whole body's mana, and shot out several streaks of red light one after another, which fell into the body of the red tiger in the formation. Suddenly, the red tiger's body became much more solid, and it was no longer illusory. It looked like a spirit body, its eyes showed a fierce light, the red flames all over its body resisted the dark water sprayed by the black dragon, and then it rushed forward and bit the black dragon tightly.

And that Situ Qiu was holding the formation flag in both hands, and threw down the pestle with all her strength. There was nothing under her feet, but the two formation flags made a dull collision sound as if they were colliding with gold and stone. The next moment, dozens of blue beams of light sprayed out from the sea at the same time in the formation, breaking up the tens of feet high waves created by the black dragon at once.

Followed by that, there were hundreds of horses that manifested for no reason in the midair, and when the red tiger bit the black flood dragon, they tied it up in circles.

"Yan Li, do you, the Yan family, really want to live with my Jiaolong clan? Don't you think you're done with me, let me go now, and I swear everything will be as if it never happened." In the formation, the black flood dragon felt He was locked in by a wave of energy, black scales all over his body exploded, and blood flowed under the scales, it shouted angrily.

"Middle." Yan Li didn't say a word, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and through the hazy aura outside the formation, he locked the black flood dragon that was **** by the red tiger and the formation with his consciousness, and finally Said something softly.

In an instant, I saw a flash of gray light, without even the slightest sound, the long bronze arrow sank between the eyebrows of the black flood dragon, and was nailed in deeply, leaving only a small piece of arrow feather left. outside. The body of the black dragon frantically struggled for the first time, and the hundreds of horses bound it tighter and tighter. The other red tiger's front paw, which looked like a grinding disc, had already pressed on the body of the black dragon, biting it several times in succession. Groups of flesh and blood were torn off, and the blood dripped from midair to the surface of the sea.

The black flood dragon seemed unable to believe that it was going to die like that, it struggled a few more times, and finally the vitality in its eyes gradually dissipated, and its body became limp.

The red tiger turned into a ball of red flames and flew out of the formation. With a burst of red light, it turned into a flag again and landed in the hands of the gray-haired old man surnamed Chen. He let out a foul breath and apologized for the first time Said: "Brother Yan, Sister Situ, I'm sorry, this Chihu Banner is really depleting mana too much."

That's what he said, but he didn't put away the red tiger flag, and took one of the array flags from the hand of the female cultivator with the surname Situ, and then stared around cautiously.

The female cultivator scattered most of the horses in the formation, leaving only a few to hang the corpse of the black flood dragon in mid-air. She flipped her hand and took out a crescent-shaped silver-black knife. With a slight lift of her palm, the knife suddenly became much larger amidst the buzzing sound, and slowly rotated around her.

On the contrary, Yan Li, who had the highest cultivation level among the three, turned pale. It was obvious that the blow just now consumed too much of his mana.

"Fellow Taoist has been watching for so long, it's time to show up, otherwise it's not good for everyone to misunderstand." Still holding the black bow tightly, he used his magic power to spread his voice around.

"I don't know which fellow daoist it is, please show up and see." Situ Qiu said calmly.

It's just that when the two spoke, the gray-haired old man didn't say a word, his eyes were half closed, and the aura on his body became more and more obscure.

After more than ten breaths, everything is still quiet except for the waves and waves.

Yan Li's face suddenly turned down, he glanced at the old man surnamed Chen, saw the direction his right index finger was pointing at, and then snorted coldly: "It seems that Fellow Daoist doesn't intend to leave, so let's stay. "

As his voice fell, dozens of blue icicles rose up from his body, and he shot towards his left hand with a few 'chi chi' sounds, but then he immediately bent his bow and shot towards the direction the old man surnamed Chen pointed at earlier. A long arrow condensed with mana.

But whether it was the dozens of ice picks or the sudden long arrow, they all fell into the air.

"The three fellow Taoists are so enthusiastic, Zhang can't bear it." A figure appeared among the white clouds hundreds of feet away from the three of them, and then a laugh came to the ears of the three of them.

After a few breaths, the Taoist figure was like a ghost, moved a few times, and flew close to seventy or eighty feet away from everyone.

That Yan Li saw Zhang Shiping's smiling face clearly, and his complexion became serious all of a sudden, but then he put it away again, and with the same smiling face, he shouted loudly: "I thought it was someone One, it turns out that Fellow Daoist Zhang is here. I haven’t seen you for ten years, but I didn’t expect that Fellow Daoist Zhang’s cultivation has reached such a level, it’s really gratifying!”

"It's only been a few years since I haven't seen you, but fellow Daoist Yan has already broken through to the late stage. This is really gratifyingZhang Shiping flew to Yanli fifty or sixty feet away before stopping. Arched his hands and said.

Although Yan Li and Chen Weifang didn't realize where he was, Zhang Shiping didn't intend to be an enemy of these three, that's why he showed up for the first time.

Zhang Shiping once met Yan Li at a small gathering of Jindan Daoist Xuanyuanzong, but he remembered that it was four or five years ago. He calculated and liked in his heart, it seems that he has been in seclusion on the nameless desert island for five or six years, it really is that there is no time for practice, and the cold years do not know the years.

The Yan family is one of the few Yuanying families under the rule of Xuanyuanzong. The ancestor of the Yan family is one of the eight great Yuanying ancestors in the sect, and his cultivation base is in the middle stage of Yuanying. However, this person is very old, and there is no possibility of breaking through to transform into a **** to prolong his life. He has already lived in the secret realm of the sect for a long time, and he hardly asks about the affairs of the sect. After seeing it once, this Yan Li is one of the three descendants of the family that the ancestor of the Yan family carefully cultivated.

As for why he didn't appear directly in the first place, it was because he also wanted a piece of the action. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

But he can't really have a real fight with the three of them, so he must let them see his own methods. Otherwise, golden elixir monsters are rare in the world, and golden elixir level monsters are even more difficult to find. There is no reason for them to give up for nothing.