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A crescent moon, similar to the one before, shot out from the giant sword!
The space fluctuated, and dense black threads instantly appeared around Bai Qi, and rolled away towards her body.
As for the demonic energy rolling over the white-robed old man's shadow, a dark demonic hand fished it down menacingly.
Bai Qi obviously did not expect that Saint Ancestor Yuan Yan would suddenly turn against him. His face changed, and his body flashed with a white body-protecting aura. Then he opened his mouth and a small dark green shield spurted out.
As soon as the shield exited, it swelled in the wind and turned into a giant of ten feet, and then the green light flashed on the surface, and the vague shadow of a giant turtle appeared on the shield, protecting Bai Qi within it.
Not only that, Bai Qi's body even buzzed, and a giant silver bell surged out of his body.
This clock is about 10 feet in size, but its surface is extremely shiny, with countless silver runes looming!
As soon as the bell rang, layers of silver ripples rolled out wildly.
Bai Qi's life was hanging by a thread, so he sacrificed his own weapon spirit to resist.
But just because Han Li was able to escape from the black devil's dagger after using all his magical powers, it doesn't mean that others can do the same.
I saw black threads rolling out of the middle, and a piercing scream!
No matter the silver ripples or the phantom of a huge black turtle, the moment they come into contact with the black thread, everything is blown away like confetti.
When all the black threads trembled again, they disappeared in a flash around them.
The next moment, the silver bell suddenly swayed, and countless black lights bloomed on the surface.
As soon as a look of horror appeared on Bai Qi's face, the silver bell itself was instantly cut into countless pieces.
As for the phantom of the white-robed old man, although it contained a trace of the spirit of the Mahayana existence, it had no magic power at all, and was wiped out out of thin air by the falling black claws.
Both Han Li and the ancestor of the Long family were completely stunned when they saw the futile and shocking scene.
On the other hand, the young man in black robe showed no expression at the remains of Bai Qi's body and shook his sleeves. A piece of black cloud flew out, and in a flash, he rolled back several storage rings and fell into the palm of his hand.
His spiritual thoughts quickly swept through these storage instruments, but the Yuanmeng Saint Ancestor's face darkened.
"The old monster is indeed on guard, and the Meteor Stone is indeed not in the boy's hands."
After muttering to himself twice, the young man in black robe turned his eyes and glanced at Han Li and the others again, a sinister look flashed on his face.
"Which one of you three has the meteorite? As long as you hand it over obediently, I can make an exception and avoid it!"
Hearing this, Han Li and the other two people couldn't help but look at each other in shock.
"Senior, you must have made a mistake. Since you don't even have what you want from the Spirit Tribe fellow Taoist, how could it be in the hands of me and the others." After a while, Han Li sighed softly and replied slowly.
"In this case, there is no need for you to stay, just disappear for me." Although Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng had expected it, after hearing such an answer, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. Light said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly swung the black giant sword in front of him and slashed high into the sky.
Suddenly, black runes surged on the surface of the giant sword, and a sword light as black as ink flew out from the sword and rushed high into the sky.
"No, stop him quickly. He wants to break the restriction here and bring in the evil energy." When the ancestor of the Long family saw this, he immediately shouted out with a cold look on his face, and raised one hand without hesitation. , the three-inch long golden cross shot out from his hand, and with a shake, it suddenly turned into three golden rainbows.
I don¡¯t know what kind of treasure these three golden prongs are. As soon as they were shot out from one side, there was a strange horizontal speed of a hundred feet, and they happened to block the black sword light in the sky.
"Boom" a loud noise!
The black sword light was just a moment, and it cut the golden rainbow from the middle like a withering force.
After the three golden rainbows rolled apart, the six broken golden forks suddenly fell to the side without any light.
But within this moment of delay, a piece of five-color light surrounded a crimson crystal bead, which also shot out in a flash and hit the sword light hard.
But the girl in Yuyi also gritted her teeth and offered up a disposable rare treasure that she was reluctant to use at first.
As soon as the red crystal bead hit the sword light, a muffled sound was heard, and then a red fire cloud the size of an mother burst out, turning half of the sky red.
This fire cloud is very different from ordinary thunder and fire. In addition to the billowing red flames, there is alsoAmong the three, only Han Li had the ability to withstand One and Two, so they could only assist One and Two from the side.
After the young man in black robe knocked Ji Shan away with two punches, a disdainful laugh appeared on his face. Just when he was about to say something else, something unexpected happened suddenly!
Among the fragments of silver bells near the corpse of Bai Qi, who had long been no longer noticed, suddenly an invisible white thread shot out from one of them, and with a flash, it reached Saint Yuan Nightmare. The "pseudo fairy" floating next to the ancestor is close to the front.
Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng was stunned, but he immediately reacted with a loud roar and grabbed Bai Si with five fingers.
The movements are so fast, almost lightning-fast!
But despite this, it is still obviously too late.
The white silk threads flashed slightly and then disappeared silently into the body of the pseudo-immortal.
An expression of fright and anger suddenly appeared on Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng's face. Without saying a word, he changed the direction of his five fingers and quickly turned towards the pseudo-immortal. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com