Mortal Bones

That's right, Xu Taiping used the shadow-changing body technique taught by Li Daoyan. When hundreds of attacks came, he, Dongfang Yueyu and Master Xuanzhi were separated from the two purple-robed men in the cave. The elders swap.

Now that his cultivation base and combat power have greatly improved, as long as he does not encounter monks whose combat power is higher than his, he can use this shape-shifting identity to change their body positions with his own at will.

"boom!……"

After confirming that the person standing next to them was Xu Taiping, the nearly a hundred upper realm monks immediately flew away like instinct, widening the distance between them and Xu Taiping.

But immediately, another monk stood up and shouted to everyone:

"Don't be fooled by his bluff!"

The monk continued:

"You have all seen before that the energy, blood, true energy and even the power of the soul in his body were exhausted long ago when he broke through the ice power of the demon god."

"The transformation just now should have used all his magic power in order to scare us away through the death of those two purple-robed elders!"

Not far away, because of the death of the two purple-robed elders, Green Dendrobium and Qiansi, who were already red-eyed with anger, also echoed in unison:

"Yes, if we are scared away by him at this time, we will undoubtedly be following his conspiracy!"

After these people spoke up one after another, many upper realm monks who had originally planned to retreat stopped and once again surrounded him from a distance.

"Crack!"

At this time, the monk who was the first to call out to everyone suddenly raised his hand and crushed a piece of jade.

The next moment, an extremely strong spiritual power ripple was seen, spreading out with him as the center, turning into a huge rune covering several miles in radius.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the monk speak loudly again:

"This spell-breaking talisman below can restrain his form-changing technique within a cup of tea."

"Everyone, this boy has the physique of a great saint, and his martial arts skills are extremely strong. He cannot fight in close combat! Please join me in taking action again, using the power of magic and magic to kill Xu Taiping without giving him any room to fight back!"

While he was talking, he saw the monk take out a purple gourd, remove the stopper, and hold it high.

"boom!……"

In an instant, a very strong spiritual energy wave spread from the gourd. At the same time, there was a ball formed by the power of thunder on the gourd mouth, which was growing rapidly.

When the other monks saw this, they all offered their magic weapons or began to use the most powerful magical powers they had.

For a time, the color of the sky and the earth changed again in the several miles area covered by the huge rune.

From the tragic death of the two purple-robed elders in the Meng Cave just now, we can see how powerful the combined attack of nearly a hundred monks is.

"Boom, boom!..."

But at this moment, a powerful aura wave, like a mountain collapsing, suddenly spread from where Xu Taiping and the three of them were standing.

Everyone stared in shock.

I saw Monk Xuanzhi among the three people. At this moment, his robes were flying all over his body, and the Buddha's light was shining brightly.

A monk from the upper realm immediately shouted in shock:

"No, that monk has a backup plan, and his fighting strength has been restored!"

While he was talking, Master Xuanzhi took out the eight-tone dead wood fish and started to tap it "dong dong dong" as if no one was watching.

And as the sound of the wooden fish tapping sounded, Master Xuanzhi's aura fluctuations, which were already frighteningly powerful, began to rise steadily amidst the sound of the wooden fish.

The monk holding the purple gourd immediately shouted again:

"Everyone, please don't get confused just because of a monk!"

The green Dendrobium from Mengjiadong on the side also loudly echoed:

"That's right, although this monk has high magic power, his killing power is the lowest among the three, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"

The words of the two men once again stabilized the morale of the army.

Moreover, perhaps because they felt that their lives were threatened, no one among the monks dared to hide their secrets anymore, and they mobilized all their true energy, blood and soul power to use their magic powers and magic weapons with all their strength.

"Rumble, rumble!..."

In an instant, an even more powerful aura of destruction enveloped Xu Taiping and the three of them once again.

But at this moment, two dazzling rays of light lit up one after another on Dongfang Yueyu and Xu Taiping.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of aura that was not inferior to Master Xuanzhi suddenly spread like a raging wave in the sea, centered on Dongfang Yue Cocoon.

Although Dongfang Yue Cocoon's cultivation has not yet broken through to the Heaven-Shocking Realm, his aura is no longer weaker than the ordinary Heaven-Shocking Realm due to his experience in the wild wilderness.

Immediately, another monk was heard exclaiming:

"She, her cultivation and combat power have actually recovered!"

In the midst of this exclamation, Dongfang Yueyu picked up the Spring and Autumn Pen, and with just one stroke, a piece of fairy clothes and a fairy sword appeared beside her.

The upper realm monk holding the purple gourd, after seeing this, immediately said sharply:

"Everyone, hurry up, don't give them time to take action!"

As he spoke, the ball in front of the gourd's mouth, transformed by the power of thunder, suddenly more than doubled in size.

Obviously, this monk should have accelerated the speed of the divine weapon in his hand at the expense of the loss of divine essence and blood.

The biggest difference between magical powers and martial arts is the casting speed.

Then, the monk ignored the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and said loudly:

"Don't worry about your little divine energy and blood essence. We must not leave any chance to these people to take action..."

"Rumble..."

However, before the monk finished speaking, accompanied by a violent earth-shaking sound, a breath wave like a thick pillar of fire rose from Xu Taiping's body.

At the same time, a breath wave mixed with scorching heat waves, like the overturned water of the Milky Way, filled the world in just a moment.

All the monks felt as if they had sunk to the bottom of a boiling lake, unable to breathe.

Some monks, as if they were frightened, exclaimed in a trembling voice:

"What a terrifying breath wave is this? We, we shouldn't provoke him, we shouldn't provoke him!"

The monk holding the purple gourd, after noticing that many monks were shaken, knew that if he didn't take action at this time, more people would be shaken in the face of this terrible breath wave, and even their Tao hearts would collapse.

So he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Qingxuan Sect Xu Taiping, let me, Bisha Palace Zhou Xiao, come to meet you!"

After saying this, a blood mark suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of Bisha Palace Zhou Xiao, and six drops of blood flew out from it, all dripping onto the purple gourd.

"Boom!——"

In an instant, the spiritual energy fluctuations around the purple gourd suddenly exploded.

The sphere formed by the power of thunder also expanded to more than several dozen feet wide in an instant.

"Boom!"

Just as the violent thunder power was about to spew out from the sphere, a huge palm suddenly appeared in front of Bisha Palace Zhou Xiao, and at the same time held the sphere in its hand.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the huge palm covered with dragon scales crushed the sphere formed by the power of thunder and the purple gourd together.

In the scattered thunder power, Zhou Xiao of Bisha Palace, who was full of horror, finally saw the appearance of the man who crushed his purple gourd.

A young monk with a sharp face and a burly body covered with dragon scales.

"Xu Taiping of Qingxuan Sect!"

Almost at the same time when Zhou Xiao of Bisha Palace called out Xu Taiping's name, Xu Taiping, who had already set up his fists, slammed heavily on Zhou Xiao of Bisha Palace's chest with a domineering move.

"Bang!"

Zhou Xiao's body then flew backwards in the desert like a straight line, crashing through several sand dunes in a row.

"Hu..."

After knocking Zhou Xiao away with a punch, Xu Taiping stood still, exhaled a long breath of turbid air from his chest, then pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and shouted angrily with the breath of a king:

"Splitting Knife Style!"

As soon as the voice fell, a majestic knife force, accompanied by the flying crane feathers of knife energy and thunder flames, suddenly covered the entire area of ​​1,000 feet.