When Zhuque kicked the lower body of Yijing, the dullness made Zhao Lingjun, who was above him, unable to help but be frightened. Zhao Lingjun knew that the feeling of being kicked by such a slim leg would probably be unforgettable.

However, Yijing did not make any comments about being kicked by such a slim leg, because when he was kicked by the Zhuque who flew backwards, Yijing rolled his eyes and fainted without even humming.

"Hahaha." Zhuque turned two in the air and fell steadily to the ground. There was also blue lightning in Zhuque's mouth and nose, and Zhuque's face was even more bloody and blood mixed with innate qi in the post scripture, looking indescribable. But Zhuque still smiled arrogantly, as if there was no pain at all.

Yijing thought that his purple gold glazed cover could withstand Zhuque's Samadhi True Fire Sword. However, Yijing forgot a fact that Zhuque, one of the four ancient beasts, not only had outstanding fire-type Taoist art, powerful Taoist resistance, but also had extraordinary physical attack ability. It was more like Yijing put himself in the state of being beaten from the beginning and not fighting back, but also fell into Zhuque's trap, thinking that Zhuque would use the Samadhi True Fire Sword to deal with him. So with just one move, Yijing had already fallen at Zhuque's feet.

The people of Danxia Sect couldn't help but gasp when they looked at the post-school that fainted. No one expected that the famous Changfeng Zhenren Post-school in the Taoist Xuanmen would fall at the feet of Zhuque in one encounter. After Zhuque was hit by the Shenxiao Five Thunder Palm of the Post-school, it seemed that he had nothing to do.

"Haha. Who else?" Zhuque shouted arrogantly.

Yihen looked at Yishu who fainted on the ground, then looked at Zhuque with a ferocious face, and couldn't help but hesitate.

The sound of Zhuque's kick in Yijing's lower body just now made Yihen's scalp numb, and Yihen was also afraid that he would be kicked by Zhuque. But when he saw the flame light of the disciples of Danxia Sect behind him, Yihen took a step with his teeth and said to Zhuque in a dry voice, "You really have some tricks, but Danxia Sect will not let you go, so let me learn about your tricks."

"You?" Zhuque looked at Yihen disdain. "Can you do it?"

Zhuque's expression was extremely awesome, but in fact, Zhuque's mouth was already bitter.

In the eyes of others, although Zhuque seems to be nothing, Zhuque is very clear that the palm of the post scripture actually caused Zhuque to suffer very serious internal injuries, so Zhuque only hopes that the group of people opposite him will be scared and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

But what disappointed Zhuque was that after hesitating for a moment, Yihen raised the thunder sword in his hand.

Zhuque saw Yihen raise the thunder sword in his hand, and when he saw the Taoist priests of Danxia Sect around him disperse and surrounded him from all sides, Zhuque knew that if he didn't fight hard today, he would probably not be able to get out of this mountain.

"You all go together." Zhuque, standing on the pile of rocks, took a deep breath. After being sealed in the magic circle for so many years, this feeling of life and death made Zhuque feel very comfortable.

After taking a deep breath, a huge firebird with seven long feathers appeared behind Zhuque out of thin air.

The huge, powerful aura gushed out from the body of the seven long feathered firebirds. The Hydra monsters, who were in the sky, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and it was obvious that they were extremely frightened.

"Five Thunder God Generals, drive away thunder and clouds, open the flag and call urgently, as fast as the law." As soon as he saw the Vermillion Bird transform into the incarnation of the original deity, Yihen's face changed.

After a series of low moans as fast as a sudden rain, the thunder sword in Yihen's hand emitted dazzling light, and dozens of huge lightning flashes fell from the sky and hit Zhuque.

But at the same time, the huge seven-feathered firebird roared in the air, and a row of surging fire waves suddenly appeared around Zhuque, and then quickly spread out, rushing towards Yihen and other disciples of Danxia Sect.

"Look at my city of fire."

Faced with countless lightning falling from the sky, Zhuque did not dodge, his eyes were red, and he activated his Taoist technique with all his strength, and seemed to die with everyone from Danxia Sect.

Zhuque's playing style changed Yihen's face greatly.

Because Yihen knew that even if Zhuque was smashed to pieces by his boundless lightning, he would be reborn in the fire, and at most he would be able to abolish his first-level cultivation. Although he could withstand Zhuque's spell, not all the disciples behind him could withstand such spells. If he ignored them and forced Zhuque to use Zhuque to smash the endless lightning into pieces, perhaps half of the disciples behind him would be lost.

"Qi." In the midst of lightning, Yihen bit his fingers and drew a bloody talisman in the void with his fingers flowing with blood.

When the blood talisman was drawn, the lightning that had been shot down towards Zhuque's head suddenly changed direction and flew around the air, forming a wall of lightning that wrapped the fire wall that Zhuque had scattered everywhere.

"Break." Zhuque also let out a roar that shook the sky. The fire wall that spread to all sides suddenly hit Yihen's lightning wall.

Sparks scattered and lightning was everywhere.

When Zhuque's fire wall and Yihen's lightning wall suddenly collided, it actually made a loud bang when a substantial object collided. And after the collision, Zhuque's fire wall and Yihen's lightning wall disappeared into the void.

Zhuque and Yihen both let out a muffled cry, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the sky.

"Master."

The disciples of Danxia Sect behind Yihen were shocked. Yan Xiaoyi, the contemporary sect leader of Danxia Sect, moved the fastest and jumped behind Yihen and held Yihen that fell softly.

"He was seriously injured, don't let him go." Yihen, who fell softly in Yan Xiaoyi's arms, had no trace of blood on his face. After finally saying a word, Yihen rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Come on, come all of you." Zhuque, who was shaking up from the pile of rocks, was covered in blood all over his body. However, Zhuque's face was full of fierce expressions.

"The Blood of the Vermilion Bird." The blood on the Vermilion Bird reminded Zhao Lingjun of his real purpose for coming here.

But before Zhao Lingjun could issue an order to the Hydra Demon under his feet, many disciples of Danxia Sect had already rushed towards Zhuque.

"Monster, come and die." These people rushed towards Zhuque and shouted in their mouths.

Before the Danxia Sect could rush to Zhuque, many shining brightly rays had already shot towards Zhuque.

Although the magic weapons in these people's hands are not as good as the long wind and thunder in the hands of the Post Sutra and the Post Seal, they are also quite powerful when they are put into use together at this moment.

"Don't you guys just want to get a cheaper one?"

Zhuque barely cast two fire shields to block the five-colored lights shot out by the magic weapon in those people's hands, but the impact force on the five-colored lights still made Zhuque spew out another mouthful of blood.

"If you want me to die, I will let you die first." After a mouthful of blood was spurted out, the Taoist power on Zhuque's body almost dissipated, but the surging anger made Zhuque full of fighting spirit.

After shouting, Zhuque opened his mouth and spit out a red bead.

"The inner pill of the Suzaku." As soon as this red bead emitting red light appeared in the air, all the people of the Danxia Sect's eyes immediately became clear.

The inner elixir of monsters is a treasure that is hard to come by for practitioners, especially the great success of this kind of golden elixir, which has cultivated into the inner elixir of human-shaped monsters. As long as they are taken properly, they can improve at least one level of cultivation.

So when he saw Zhuque spitting out the inner elixir, many people from the Danxia Sect who were standing still and still shouted and rushed towards Zhuque.

"It's a big deal now."

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"Let's go, man, it's time for us to come out." Zhao Lingjun took over the night hidden technique and issued an order to his pedestal Hydra Demon.

"Everyone, please say something, don't fight and kill."

A huge nine-headed snake, without the sign of Ren Bao, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

A huge wave of magic power caused everyone from the Danxia Sect who was scrambling to kill Zhuque Dan to stop. Zhuque also stopped casting spells and looked at the nine-headed giant snake that suddenly appeared in the air, Zhao Lingjun and others standing on the nine-headed giant snake.

The waves of magic power fluctuations from the nine-headed giant snake, which was thicker than a bucket, made Yan Xiaoyi, the leader of the Danxia Sect, thrilled. Even the worst disciple of the Danxia Sect could feel that this nine-headed giant snake that suddenly appeared was an extremely powerful person.

"Who is coming?"

Yan Xiaoyi, the leader of Danxia Sect, suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xiaoye and others on the snake.

"I'm going to Zhao Lingjun" Zhao Lingjun Wu Xiaoye and Cao Xiaoxian jumped down from the snake's back. When they landed, Zhao Lingjun smiled and stretched out his hand. A white lotus suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand, shining with a radiant light.
Chapter completed!