Seeing that Wang Jing'an had no intention of speaking, the red-horned tiger seemed to be thinking about how to escape?

After a sneer, the two red horns on the head of the red-horned tiger began to make a buzzing and squeaking sound: "Put away the illusion you used to deal with this big stupid bird, it is of no use to me."

The six-winged firebird was not angry either, and shouted from a distance: "My eldest brother's red horn is immune to all illusion and magic damage!"

Wang Jing'an narrowed his eyes. Is he immune to all illusions and magic damage?

oh……?

Wang Jing'an snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame filled his palm with a pop, and he threw a huge fireball forward.

Under the sight of the red-horned tiger, the fireball disappeared the moment it was thrown?

Then the buildings on both sides are presented with an inverted view, and the distance around them seems to be infinitely stretched.

The two red horns on the head of the red-horned tiger squeaked like crazy.

But to no avail.

The red-horned tiger was surprised: "This illusion is quite advanced and has some meaning..."

There was a clang, and before the red-horned tiger could finish speaking, the two red horns on his head seemed to have been struck by a knife, and he became dizzy in the air.

The fireball followed closely, burning the red horned tiger's body.

"Isn't it immune to magic damage?" Wang Jing'an's voice echoed in all directions, but the body did not disappear.

But when he saw a group of demon cultivators starting to chase him from the rear, Wang Jing'an didn't waste any time and continued running towards the pass in District 12.

After more than ten seconds, the red-horned tiger recovered. He patted his forehead with his claws and felt his head was buzzing: "My prince's red horns are not immune to the other party's illusion. So what is the origin of the illusion?"

Not long after, the red-horned tiger began to resist the flames on his body. It seemed that because the distance between him and Wang Jing'an gradually became longer, the burning of Nanmingli's fire gradually faded away.

"Hmph, there are not many weak warriors in Luanmo City who can make me serious."

After the red-horned tiger finished speaking, his whole body began to dissipate, and the two red horns that fell to the ground also disappeared, leaving a warrior's body on the ground.

This is a ghost!

The Lingxi Clan has Lingxi Hongtian Chong, and the Red Horned Tiger Clan also has their own Weihu!

A warrior eaten by a red-horned tiger can transform the warrior into a tiger demon. The spiritual will and part of the cultivation ability of the red-horned tiger can be condensed into the ghost.

A clone similar to the red-horned tiger is a ghost form that many demon cultivators are familiar with.

When the warrior's body gradually decomposed, it was 1 kilometer away from here.

Wang Jing'an was running forward when he suddenly felt a strong killing intent coming from the front.

Looking around, it turned out to be the red-horned tiger just now, still holding a sledgehammer covered with barbs in his hand, which was very eye-catching.

"Huh?" Wang Jing'an was a little frightened when he saw this. He raised the Tang Dao and prepared to defend against the enemy: "Isn't it behind me? Why did it run to the front?"

No longer hesitating, the huge body of the red-horned tiger pounced forward, and the sledgehammer covered with barbs gave people a great sense of oppression. He threw Wang Jing'an out as quickly as possible, and then used the sledgehammer to knock Wang Jing'an away. Wang Jing'an was smashed to pieces.

But they were all blocked by Tang Dao.

It has to be said that the explosive power of this sledgehammer is really fierce. Most of the force was removed by the Tang Dao, but the numbness and severe pain that remained on the arm and the tiger's mouth never dissipated.

Wang Jing'an thrust his Tang Dao upward, preparing to distance himself from the tiger monster.

The cultivation level of the Sixth Realm cannot be underestimated, and the opponent's spiritual weapon seems to be of a high grade.

That sledgehammer covered with barbs is at least a fifth-grade or even sixth-grade spiritual weapon. Once it is hit, it is impossible not to open a few holes in the body.

Although Wang Jing'an has absolute strength and can fight against demon cultivators with six levels of cultivation, there is still a large group of demon cultivators gathering behind him, which is too troublesome.

Although there are fools at hand, group fighting is Wang Jing'an's strength.

But behind him there is a spiritual protector at the peak of the Sixth Realm, watching him with eager eyes.

Using his deception ability again, Wang Jing'an didn't want to stay long and had to quickly join the host.

But this red-horned tiger is too strong and fast, unlike the demon ape that only has brute force but slow movements.

If you don't pay attention, you will be jumped by a red-horned tiger.

In this way, one man and one tiger were entangled for at least five minutes, and a large number of demon cultivators had arrived behind them.

When the protector at the peak of the Six Realms saw a demon cultivator trying to stop Wang Jing'an, he hurriedly came to help. He must kill this guy tonight.

Otherwise, there is no way to go back and explain to Lingxi Emperor!

A huge tearing force and the thick smoke as black as ink turned into long thorns, locking onto Wang Jing'an and flying through the air.

Because the speed is so fast, the air emits a sonic boom!

Wang Jing'an cursed secretly. The Tang Dao was tightly grabbed by the red-horned tiger. He had no choice but to pull out another black long knife and block it with the blade.

With a clang, a crisp and harsh metallic vibrato erupted.

The long black knife exploded into several pieces.

Depend on!

Wang Jing'an's murderous intent was revealed, and the third-grade spiritual weapon was destroyed.

He spent two hundred credits to buy this!

After the black long knife was broken into several sections, the red-horned tiger also flew out. The grip of the tiger's claws was relatively stable, and it stabilized the tiger's body within ten meters of flying out: "Where to hit?"

The protector didn't say anything and rushed towards Wang Jing'an, wanting to kill him with his own hands!

Wang Jing'an's expression became serious on the spot, feeling murderous intent and pressure.

It's a bit difficult to deal with so many demon cultivators staring at him.

"His energy has almost been exhausted, don't come and fight with me!" The red-horned tiger also pounced over.

Wang Jing'an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly had an idea to spend 300,000 to replenish his whole body's strength.

The red-horned tiger's expression froze when he saw Wang Jing'an's sudden surge in strength, but he could no longer withdraw his culling attack and could only kill them all.

The Tang Dao began to be tempered, and Wang Jing'an decided not to run away.

If you run at your own speed, you will definitely be seriously injured before you reach the pass of District 12.

Just give it a try.

Wang Jing'an's original plan was to share the black coins earned from tonight's auction with the poster, convert them into reputation and add the previous balance, so that he could work hard to get closer to the Five Realms.

Then wait until the next day to continue looking for the Lingxi tribe to purchase goods.

It's a pity that plans can never keep up with changes!

Clang——

After Wang Jing'an's condition was replenished, the Tang Dao, tempered by flames, slashed horizontally on the claws of the red-horned tiger, directly slashing the tiger demon in the early stage of the Sixth Realm and flying several meters away.

Wang Jing'an was no longer stingy and used all his strength to explode.

After the energy bursts out at full power, it is being exhausted at a speed that can be felt by the naked eye.

I had a hard fight with the red-horned tiger at 64.

"You are wasting your energy like this and can only barely suppress me. When your energy is exhausted, I will still be able to kill you like an ant!" The physical defense of the red-horned tiger has not been completely broken, and with the red horns constantly interfering with the opponent, it is not useless at all. .

And not long after, the guardians from the top of the Six Realms also joined the battlefield.

The same is true for the spirit-tailed holy elephant that arrived from a distance. Although its spirit tail was cut off by a few meters, it was of no avail. Let's kill this weakling with a ninth-grade spiritual weapon first!

Who will own the ninth-grade spiritual weapon at that time will only be considered after Wang Jing'an is dead.

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