We came to pursue the sword of dusk, but I didn't understand what it had to do with grasping the green vine? But since Han Laoliu said that, I naturally did not hesitate and hurriedly grabbed a green vine that grew from the ice and snow.

The green vines were actually surging, as if there was a stream rushing inside.

And it was warm and warm, as if an endless force was constantly flowing into my body.

Then, several branches and vines were divided into the green vines, one by one, wrapped around the waists of the T-shirt man, Master Feng, and Little White Dragon.

As the vines continued to surge, all the hairs of those people fluttered gently.

It's like a blood vessel, replenishing everyone infinitely!

The male T-shirt is slashing the eight-sided Han sword in succession, and thunder flashes from time to time in the sky, repelling all the cold lights.

Master Feng's fireball kept flying and spinning, and golden snakes rushed over, all ignited by the fireballs. The sizzling sound continued, and a foul smell of burning flesh dispersed.

The two big snowballs of the little white dragon have been combined into one, turning into a high wall that stretches across seven or eight meters! The strong wind is raging, and the howling is whistling even the sky, and it cannot shake the slightest.

The seemingly weakest Zhiduoxing took this opportunity to reduce the formation by half and add a layer of black fog to the original formation!

As the day turns into night, we must cover it firmly.

The man in T-shirt looked up at the dark aura that was about to close, and suddenly shook the eight-sided Han sword, shouting loudly, "The stars move!" Then he jumped and jumped to the other side.

Master Feng, wearing a fiery red Tang suit, was very skillful in controlling the fireball, retracting and releasing, and turned his head to run towards the lazy arhat that the man in T-shirt had just dealt with.

The fireball flew out and exploded with a bang, splitting into hundreds of small fireballs. Each small fireball tightly wrapped around the light of a Yang-destroying knife.

The sword light could not be broken out, and the scorched pieces were red.

At the same time, the man who changed his opponent's T-shirt waved his long sword and headed straight for the Golden Snake Soo.

"Not good!" The Golden Snake Old Man screamed inwardly, and turned around and wanted to run away, but the T-shirt man had gathered lightning in the sky when he was changing positions. Before he could land, he threw it out with a sword!

Click!

The eight-sided Han sword wrapped in lightning suddenly pierced the magic circle and rushed straight towards the Golden Snake Old Man!

The Golden Snake Old Man hurriedly retreated, dancing wildly with both hands, and the black robe on his body fell, turning into a big snake full of black scales.

Before its bloody mouth was completely opened, the eight-sided Han sword had already arrived!

With a puff, the long sword penetrated through the neck, and then it was as fast as lightning, penetrated from the heart of the Golden Snake Soon!

The Golden Snake Old Man's eyes widened, and a stream of blood came out of the corner of his mouth. Then he heard a crackling sound, and his whole body cracked into dozens of pieces.

Blue light burst out from the crack, flashed by, turning into a ray of white smoke.

"The heat is gone and the cold is coming!" The Taoist priest Honglang shouted and shouted when he saw that the man in T-shirt could succeed.

Following his shout, the little white dragon immediately gave out a hand and popped up a small snowball towards the other side.

The little snowball blew in the air and divided into hundreds, each of which rushed towards the fireball.

As soon as the snowball touched the fireball, it immediately sizzled and a piece of white smoke emerged.

The red-burned Yang-Destroying Knife inside the fireball suddenly broke and shattered into pieces!

Hundreds of sword lights exploded at the same time, and the sounds of explosions were heard all over the sky, and the shadows turned into flowers, as if someone had lit countless fireworks together.

"Ah?" Lazy Luohan screamed, and looked at the melting knife in his hand with a trembling body, and retreated several steps in succession.

"Jiulin, Feiting Needle!" The man in T-shirt suddenly shouted loudly.

I suddenly woke up, and quickly waved my hand and flew out the invisible needle, flew out along the gap in the magic circle, and nailed it directly to the middle of the lazy arhat's eyebrows.

The guy widened his eyes unwillingly, raised his hand and pointed at me from a distance, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his facial features and orifices were covered in blood, and he fell to the ground on his back.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he was swept up high by the storm that rushed in and threw it directly from the top of the mountain.

"Qi!" Zhi Duoxing saw that something was wrong, quickly pinched his fingers, yelled a spell, turned around and ran away.

This guy was hiding behind, very far away from us. We had just taken action, and no one had time to stop him. He could only watch the guy jumping and disappear after a few leaps.

At this moment, the little white dragon spat out a mouthful of blood and took several steps back.

The high wall in front of him also shook for a few moments.

It must have been when he was playing against Bing Yin Zi just now, he distracted his god and used a snowball to attack the lazy Arhat, and then he was secretly injured.

Master Feng and the T-shirt man immediately approached, one with a sword and the other with a fan, trying to work with him to attack Bingxinzi.

But at this time, the wind actually dissipated out of thin air.

The snow circling all over the sky fell with a bang, and a small snow mountain was piled up in front of us.

"He's gone!" The little white dragon sat down, and the tall ice wall collapsed, turning into a small snowball again, rolling back into his hands.

"I'll guard the entrance of this cave, you guys hurry up, the Sword of Dusk is under this demon tomb." Han Laoliu didn't have time to breathe and pointed at the blood cave in the distance.

"But you have to be careful. Old Dong brought the Ugly Emperor and a man in a suit. According to what Bing Yinzi said, it seems that he is called Ghost Bone!"

Several people looked at each other, as if they had nothing to hear of the name.

"There is also a very strange old man, with a little girl of six or seven years old. Judging from their strength, they should be no less than Old Dong, and they are even more likely to be stronger! I can't see through their origins." As he said that, Han Laoliu bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ancient sword.
Chapter completed!