Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan swayed the sky with fire and rain, which can almost be called killing the Quartet.

This kind of combat power stunned Xie Yunfeng and others who were fighting with Wei Wei in front of them at that time, and a thought came out of everyone's minds in unison: Oops, someone cut off!

One of the fighters even swears on the spot: "Damn it, where did the dragon come from?"

He raised his anger and slashed forward with a knife, which just cut a hole in the strange pile in front of Xie Zhang.

Xie Zhang yelled loudly at that time, rushed out while rolling and crawling.

More spookiness tugged behind him, and he screamed and stretched out a hand, shouting, "Daddy! Help me!"

Xie Yunfeng couldn't take care of himself, threw a small black ball in a hurry, and said: "Zhang'er, quickly open the shield, and I will help you open the way with the mysterious thunder beads for my father!"

boom!
That Profound Thunder Orb flew into the air, but for some reason, it happened to collide with a frisbee weapon fired by a monk on the other side.

The two collided, and Xuan Leizhu flew upside down in an instant, flying towards Song Ciwan's direction.

It flew at an extremely fast speed, which could be described as lightning fast.

In an instant, there was only a bang!
The Xuanlei Pearl exploded.

A thunderbolt with white light flickering faintly in the pitch black blasted Song Ciwan head-on.

Xie Yunxiang in the rear suddenly screamed: "Brother Xin Dao!"

He was anxious and angry, and then he came back to his senses, and without any hesitation, he quickly put the human skin mask that Song Ciwan threw to him on his face, then stuck a magic amulet on himself, and then strode and flew straight towards Song Ciwan.

At this moment, the scale of heaven and earth beside Song Ciwan appeared.

A strong emotional cloud was collected: [Human desire, the shock, anger, and worry of a cultivator in the transformation period, can be bought for two or three catties. 】

Xie Yunxiang was still crying out in pain: "Brother Xin Dao!"

Song Ciwan: ...

Thank you so much.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Yunxiang saw layers of thin white masks suddenly appearing on the young man in the center of the thunder.

These masks emerged quickly and dissipated quickly.

But although they dissipated quickly, they couldn't hold back their large numbers.

That layer after layer, layer upon layer, is almost endless.

The fighters from Xie Yunfeng's camp were stunned, and couldn't help but spit out: "Damn, what kind of turtle is this? He..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Ciwan suddenly took a step forward.

In fact, there are only ten armor talismans stacked on her body, ten armor talismans are inexhaustible.

But in this instant, the light of the armor talisman flickered one after another. From the visual effect, it was very bluffing.

And the most important thing is that when a master fights, sometimes what needs to be fought for is often just this moment.

So when six of the ten armor talismans were destroyed one after another, Song Ciwan stepped forward.

What she used was the Wind Control Technique, a proficient level Wind Control Technique.

The cultivation of Yufengshu is not as easy as that of a low-level grass fly, but Song Ciwan has raised it to the proficient level in a short period of time by virtue of his excellent comprehension.

When her figure moved, she was not only moving with the wind, but it was as if a hurricane had been formed behind her.

The hurricane blew past, and Song Ciwan was out of the range of the thunder in an instant.

She raised her hand and made a quick tactic, and her fingers formed an afterimage in a moment, and a fire dragon as thick as a child's arm took shape between her fingers, and a ray of fire from the Heart Sutra was hidden in it.

Song Ci Wanqing shouted: "Go!"

In an instant, the fire dragon raised its head, crossed the distance of space, and roared forward with a fierce and fierce aura.

hold head high--

In a trance, there seems to be a dragon chant.

The reason why there is a dragon chant is actually because Song Ciwan had personally witnessed the situation where Xiao Hong, a dragon that was tens of miles long, was hacked into pieces.

Although Xiao Hong seemed powerless to fight back under the hands of the Dragon Girl at that time, in fact he could transform into a dragon and survive for thousands of years, and the tyranny of the dragon body has long been beyond the common understanding.

Song Ciwan witnessed the grand occasion of the dragon slaying, and actually left a very deep impression in his heart.

At this moment, she experienced the battle herself, and suddenly felt an inspiration. The scene of the giant dragon flying into the sky at that time seemed to have turned into a special image, which had a strange resonance with the blazing spell she was performing at this moment.

The moment the dragon soared, the entire space seemed to have a moment of stagnation.

A dozen or so low-level weirdos who were close screamed in an instant, and then exploded into light smoke on the spot.

The monks from Xie Yunfeng's camp didn't have time to react, and Xie Yunfeng himself didn't have time to react either.

He was originally in the late stage of Qi refining, and his cultivation base was a little higher than Song Ciwan's, but when this fire dragon came, he only came to have a thought in his mind: It's over...

It's really over, he can't escape this heart-shattering blow.

When the fire dragon hit, the magic robe on his body emitted bursts of light.

But the defense ability of this magic robe was like paper. In an instant, the magic robe shattered, and Xie Yunfeng screamed and flew upside down.

The flames were burning on his body, and he knocked down dozens of monsters while flying backwards, and finally landed in front of Xie Zhang with a bang.

The scene was silent for a while, and even the gray and weird people who only had simple instincts seemed to be frightened by some kind of fright.

Behind, Xie Yunxiang was stunned again.

He just launched a sprint time, and the "Xin Fang" Taoist brother in front had already completed a stunning counter-kill.

Song Ciwan received another emotional cloud: [Human desires, the surprise, joy, and worry of immortal cultivators in the transformation period, can be bought for a pound of fifty taels. 】

In fact, it wasn't just Xie Yunxiang who contributed to the emotional aura, but also Xie Yunfeng who was counter-killed by her, his emotions were even more intense.

[Human desires, the shock, anger, and hatred of immortal cultivators during the Qi refining period, can be sold for three catties and six taels. 】

There were several other monks who witnessed this scene.

[Human desire, the shock, anger, and fear of a martial artist in the early stage of the second turn of the congenital, can be bought for two ounces of a catty. 】

[Human desires, the shock, worry, and fear of a martial artist who has transformed into a congenital warrior, can be traded for two catties. 】

[Human desires, the surprises, worries, and joys of immortal cultivators during the Qi refining period can be sold for a catty or two. 】

……

I don't know which one from Xie Yunfeng's camp, but besides surprise and worry, there is joy?
But hearing Xie Zhang's scream, Xie Yunfeng bumped into him, and part of the flames from his body was stained on him.

Xie Zhang hugged Xie Yunfeng in pain and cried, "Father!"

Behind him, more weirdos came up, they pressed Xie Zhang under him, and they pressed Xie Yunfeng even lower.

The low-level gray beasts have only instincts, they instinctively learn to bully the weak and fear the strong, and instinctively follow the rules of the Eternal Pavilion, tirelessly continuing to try to assimilate Xie Zhang.

"Damn you, you broke the rules, you should die..."

"You go to die, no, you don't have to die, you stay with us."

"Hee hee hee, return to eternity..."

With more and more strange pressures, Xie Zhang, who was lying down, gradually became silent, and the flames on Xie Yunfeng, who was further below, dissipated, and he stopped moving.

In the world, looking at the river and mountains, the left-behind monks who witnessed this scene were also speechless for a while.