Fairy way

A hoarse beast roar resounded through the sky.

Jiang Xiaoxi's body stood stiffly in place, like a statue, but all kinds of light suddenly flashed on her body, deep and dark.

This is a manifestation of using all the spiritual consciousness and not having time to pay attention to oneself.

This situation is actually very dangerous for monks.

If you lack the attention of your spiritual consciousness, once you are attacked, you will easily lose your defense and cause serious injuries.

But Jiang Xiaoxi didn't care.

A white light shot up into the sky, and the lion's cry shook all directions, turning into a huge lion with hair as bright as moonlight, with a shining mane, especially a pair of eyes looking at the world, showing mighty and domineering.

"Zhaoye lion?" The monk in the spirit world was quite surprised. This is a rare beast of the same level as the singing snake.

But it was just a surprise.

Even if it is Zhaoye Lion, it will not affect anything.

What's more, Jiang Xiaoxi's realm is not high, she just entered the realm of harmony.

Not a threat at all.

But if it's just like this, Jiang Xiaoxi doesn't need to exhaust her spiritual consciousness.

Various mysterious radiances intertwined on her body, and then separated from her body one by one.

A fiery red light turned into a strange bird with nine heads and a burning flame.

"Even a nine-headed bird? This beast-controlling girl is not simple, but it's a pity that her realm is too low." The spiritual monk sighed slightly.

When the enemy can't pose a threat, the place of extraordinary detachment often becomes a place of regret.

And it's far from over.

All those mysterious rays of light turned into strange and rare beasts.

There are ghost monsters shrouded in black mist, holding a night scythe, exuding the breath of death that wants to harvest life, there are scales all over, slow-moving, but have a dragon head and a snake tail, and bloody turtles, and galloping like Thunder, colorful feathers, the wind and thunder eagle that flashes through the void and causes thunder to make up for it...

There are extremely rare ones, and there are also very common ones that can be found everywhere. There is no accurate classification of attributes, appearance and supernatural powers.

But that's not the point.

The point is quantity.

There are too many.

At this moment, there are more than one hundred demon pets.

This is simply a maddening number.

"How can a monk have so many demon pets! It's unreasonable. Even if the good and the bad are mixed, it is impossible for a monk to compete head-on with the monks of the same realm! Not to mention that there are top monsters like the Zhaoye lion and the nine-headed bird." Beast." All the monks were a little dumbfounded.

Jiang Xiaoxi's performance was too impressive, and the potential she showed was really shocking.

Even if the realm is a little lower, the combat power he possesses, regardless of the damage, is probably no less than that of the half-holy peak.

It was also rare for Lin Xi to see Jiang Xiaoxi exerting her full strength.

Even if there are serious overdraws of spiritual power and consciousness, it is difficult to protect oneself, and the monster pets are dead or injured and can no longer recover to the peak, etc., but it is still enviable.

Beastmaster genre, Beastmaster style.

Really amazing.

One after another, the monster pets rushed into the battlefield, gathering together a huge force, the ferocious beasts shook the heavens and the earth, and indeed offset part of the power of the saint's treasure.

But the price to pay is also very heavy, the demon pet who is connected with mind and soul is falling, unable to compete with the power of the peak semi-holy and the divine power of the holy treasure.

Jiang Xiaoxi's face turned pale.

Not only overdraft, but also because of distress and backlash.

But her eyes still shone with determination and stubbornness, and she never took a step back.

And at this time, another figure shined brilliantly.

It was the same man in black armor, his face and figure were completely covered by the black armor, and three mysterious blue dragon scales were imprinted between his eyebrows, which looked extremely strange.

The black hand is covered with a thick black air, and the means of supernatural powers have never shown any miraculous powers, but they forcibly resisted the supernatural power of the saint's treasure with their flesh.

boom!

boom!

The repeated impact of the gods smashed the black hand into the ground, creating ruins and deep pits one after another, but there were only faint cracks left on the black armor. It seemed that it would take a lot of time to completely smash it.

"What a terrifying body, is this black armor of extraordinary origin, or is this person a top-notch physique?" Mo Shengmu was extremely surprised.

Don't look at the black hand can't pose any threat to him.

But now the clock is ticking.

It is already a very remarkable thing for the other party to be able to hold him back.

And at the moment he was thinking, the black hand flew up from the pit again, and rushed over without fancy, like a black meteor, shining with terrifying light.

And Mo Shengmu sacrificed the sacred stone again, and smashed it heavily on Heishou, sending him flying.

"Even if you are a top-notch physicist, you can tear dragons and tigers with your hands, and shake magic weapons with your hands, but they don't respond to the enemy like this. Are you really not afraid of being found by someone?" Mo Shengmu was puzzled.

The other spiritual monks were naturally also stunned.

Where did this freak come out again.

If the body is sanctified, it is impossible, even the most precious saints dare to be tough.

Finally, Mo Shengmu got really angry, put all his attention on Heishou, controlled the god stone and suppressed it fiercely.

The sacred stone is covered with a terrible halo and chaotic energy, just like the supreme divine object that has just opened the primordial world, as if it has the ability to open up the world and evolve all things.

This is driven by the power of the peak semi-holy origin.

The consumption is huge.

Mo Shengmu didn't want to do this at first.

But he was really annoyed by the black hand.

When the white divine stone fell, the black armor on Heishou's body suddenly shattered into countless gravels, but there was not a single drop of blood left behind. All the monks widened their eyes when they saw this scene.

Because under the black armor, it is not a body of flesh and blood as everyone expected, but a black body that is still pitch black, like a forged utensil.

This black armor is not real armor.

Just a part of the person?

"Is he not human? What is he!" Someone exclaimed.

After being pierced through the black armor by the god stone, there is still no trace of injury. Could it be that it is not a living thing, but a dead thing?

A terrible thought rose in everyone's mind.

puppet?

impossible.

There is no level of puppet, and this puppet obviously has its own will.

"It's really an exquisite puppet." A semi-holy monk who is proficient in formations looked up and down, felt the dense formations in Black Hand's body, and realized: "A puppet with self-awareness, what kind of genius can make this! It's unbelievable."

"impossible."

"There is still such a life."

"Could it be the Spirit Race?"

"I think it's more like something left by the Old Sage."

The monks in the spiritual world talked a lot.

It was really eye-opening.

It's just a pity that no one would have guessed that the black hand was just created by a puppet fanatic in the realm of Qi refining.

Black armor is not a defensive armor, but just a camouflage to cover the prohibition in the body.

The black hand flew back with the shattered pieces, and put them together again, but the black armor had lost its luster and was full of cracks, which looked very tragic.

Suffering such an "injury", Black Hand retreated silently.

If the fight continues, he will really die.

Since there is life and self-will, there is naturally a survival instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Lin Xi very much hoped that the black hand would become famous all over the world.

Just didn't expect it to be in this case.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoxi's face became paler and paler.

But the pressure is mounting.

Jiang Chen was still aloof, using his own power to meet the might of the sky, but the power of a saint came surging like a raging ocean wave, about to swallow everything.

"I have to try again." Jiang Xiaoxi's eyes were dim, and her spiritual power and consciousness were seriously overdrawn.

It is a huge burden for her to control so many demon pets.

But even so, she still wants to fight.

Even if it can only be delayed for a moment.

Jiang Xiaoxi reversed her meridians, spat out a mouthful of blood full of spiritual energy, and pinched the spell with trembling hands, preparing to perform some kind of secret method that sacrificed the source of life and stimulated the source of demon pets.

Her face was full of stubbornness.

Not willing to admit defeat.

Distressing

And a faint sigh suddenly sounded in Jiang Xiaoxi's ears.

A hand appeared in front of Jiang Xiaoxi, interrupting the method she was performing.

"Silly boy, why bother?"

The voice is warm and mellow, as thick as wine.

Familiar.