Volume 5 Sword Qi Nine Heavens 813 Qu Yao’s Battle (Part 1)

The faces of Master Tian Ge and others became even more ugly. It was just because of their status that it was inconvenient.

"Senior brother, how could this happen?" When the Tiangong woman saw this, she frowned and quietly asked her companions.

"I don't know. This is very strange. This kind of thing has never happened in previous conferences."

The face of the man in the bronze mask also became a little ugly. After a pause, he continued to send a message and replied:

"Now that this situation occurs, it is as if the destiny stele is suddenly unable to sense the situation of these disciples. The destiny stele is closely related to the Tianmen secret realm. It stands to reason that as long as these people are still in the secret space, the destiny stele can sense them. Unless these people are no longer in the secret realm."

"How is this possible? The entire Tianmen Secret Realm has been subject to a boundary-breaking restriction and has been isolated from all the outside world. It is impossible for anyone to teleport out at will." The woman said flatly.

The man in the bronze mask was silent. This was something he had never been able to understand.

"You two, but the results have already been obtained?"

At this moment, a gentle middle-aged man wearing a white Confucian robe slowly asked.

The two Heavenly Palace envoys looked at each other and had no choice but to tell everyone the truth.

"At this time, even your Tiangong has no way to determine the current situation of these disciples?" When the white-browed old man from the Ouyang family heard this, his face was full of disbelief.

Others were also in a commotion.

"Everyone, please be patient. I will send a message to Elder Tianhe right now. He is a master of Tongxuan and should have a solution." The man in the bronze mask suddenly sighed and said.

This time he is presiding over the Tianmen Conference. From the beginning of Beidou Pavilion to now, he has not stopped. Although it is not his responsibility, he thinks that by the end of this conference, the evaluation of himself by the superiors will be lowered again.

As he spoke, the masked man turned over his hand and took out a white formation disk. After whispering a few words, the white light on the formation disk lit up, and soon fell silent again.

…

In some dark space.

A monster that was about ten feet tall and covered in blood was sitting cross-legged on the ground with its eyes closed. The wings on its back were folded on both sides of its body. The shining trident, the magic in the other hand is constantly changing.

This person is clearly the Xue Cha hiding here!

But he saw that there were two identical balls of blood-colored flesh on the fork, several inches in size. There were vaguely strange symbols lingering in the black air on the surface. The civilization was uncertain, and they were slowly surrounding the fork tip according to the spell in the mouth of the blood fork. Circling endlessly.

Every time it rotates, the runes inside will dimly light up by one point.

There was a soft sound of "poof"!

One of the bloody flesh balls suddenly flashed red and exploded.

Xue Cha's face, which was originally glowing with a faint red light, suddenly became distorted. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the aura on his body quickly weakened.

"One of the blood cages was actually destroyed. Could it be that the Ming clan guy had an accident? It's really unreliable. Damn it, the backlash of the power of space is so powerful." Xue Cha's face turned from red to white, and the bloody arrogance on his body also disappeared. It dimmed.

As for the other bloody flesh ball, due to the backlash from the blood cross, its surface flickered, showing signs of instability.

…

Mini bloody space,

Liu Ming was urging the billowing black energy to transform into several fog dragons and fog tigers, attacking a certain wall of flesh crazily.

While the young man in Yinche on the side activated more than a hundred mechanical flying swords, he also released a dozen huge gray wolf puppets, spraying white beams of light from his mouth to assist in the attack.

The surface of the flesh wall there was trembling wildly, and the entire mini space was buzzing.

Suddenly there was an earth-shaking loud noise, and the entire flesh wall burst open, and a large amount of blood burst out from it.

Liu Ming and Liu Ming only felt a flash of blood in front of their eyes. After the surrounding scenery blurred, they had returned to the huge space where they had disappeared. .

Liu Ming glanced around and immediately saw clearly that there were two huge blood cocoons with a diameter of several hundred feet high in the sky. One of them had broken open and quickly dried up like a deflated balloon.

There were constant rumblings in the other huge blood cocoon, and its surface was expanding and contracting crazily.

Liu Ming narrowed his eyes. Before he could realize what was going on, there was another earth-shattering loud noise in the sky.

The squirming blood cocoon suddenly exploded from somewhere.

There was a violent sound of mana collision, and a silver figure, a purple-black figure, and a huge silkworm-like monster suddenly shot out along with the flying flesh and blood.

Liu Ming's eyes narrowed.

These three people are none other than Luo Tiancheng, the purple-haired man and the monster named Qu Yao!

However, the conditions of the three are not very good.

Luo Tiancheng's hair was scattered in a bun, and he looked disheveled. His cyan clothes were draped in tatters on his body. There were many gray and black scars on most of his body. They were slowly recovering under the flowing silver light, and the corners of his mouth were hanging. With a trace of blood.

Half of the purple-haired man's body was soaked in blood, and there were white thread-like foreign objects wrapped around his arms and left legs. Those threads were deeply tightened into the flesh, and the purple-haired man's huge strength could not break them directly. , which shows how tough these threads are.

And Qu Yao, who originally had the upper body of a woman in a yellow shirt, has now completely transformed into a ferocious giant silkworm that is more than ten feet long and has a light green and transparent body. There are rows of sharp sword-like barbs growing on its back. It also transformed into the shape of a giant silkworm, with red light flashing in its compound eyes. There were two exhaust holes on both sides of its bloated head, exhaling streams of hot smelly wind from time to time.

This monster is also quite unbearable. On its ice silkworm-like body, there are many scars crisscrossing it. The wounds are not deep, but there is still a lot of green blood flowing out of it.

The three of them looked like they were both injured, but Qu Yao's injuries were slightly lighter than those of Luo Tiancheng and the other two.

Luo Tiancheng struggled to stand up and looked around. After seeing the broken blood cocoons behind Liu Ming and the others, he was slightly startled, and his eyes finally fell on Liu Ming and the man in the silver car.

"Did you two break the confinement space?" Luo Tiancheng asked a little weakly. Although he possesses a Dutian spirit body and is said to be immortal, his physical strength and mana have been greatly depleted, so he has recovered from his injuries. The speed has also slowed down a lot.

"The space that trapped us just now suddenly became turbulent for some reason, and suddenly exploded for some reason." Liu Ming replied lightly. .

When the young man in the silver car behind him heard this, he didn't say anything, but turned his attention to the green silkworm monster in front of him.

The purple-haired man also slowly stood up. A black light flashed behind him, and a black and yellow ghost appeared. A pair of ghost claws pulled off the white filaments wrapped around his arms and legs in a flash.

As the ghost moved back behind him, he looked up expressionlessly at Qu Yao in front of him, and glanced at Liu Ming and Liu Ming from the corner of his eyes.

Qu Yao raised his huge head and looked around. When he saw Liu Ming and his two men standing here perfectly fine, but no trace of the Clan monster was found, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he cursed in his heart:

"That guy is really a loser. How could he be killed by two juniors in the crystallization stage?"

The surprise in Qu Yao's eyes flashed away, but the purple-haired man and Luo Tiancheng had such sharp eyesight that they naturally discovered this.

The young man in Yinche glanced at Liu Ming and moved the corner of his mouth. He said nothing, but all kinds of thoughts were spinning rapidly in his heart.

It was also two against one, and there was actually not much difference in strength between the two sides. Even the purple-haired man was the strongest among the four, and the Ming tribe monster and Qu Yao were obviously equally powerful.

But at the moment, it turned out that Liu Ming and him killed their opponents, while Luo Tiancheng and the purple-haired man suffered a loss with the enemy. This kind of result would probably make these two people look very ugly.

But now that we are facing a formidable enemy, these are trivial matters. We should first join forces to deal with this incarnation of Qu Yao.

When the young man in Yinche thought of this and coughed slightly and was about to say something, Qu Yao, who was opposite him, suddenly twisted his fat body and rushed towards the four of them. At the same time, he opened his mouth wide and suddenly spurted out a stream of snow-white cotton wool. An ordinary thing, when exposed to the wind, turned into a large piece of white silk, and the overwhelming hood covered Liu Ming and others.

"Be careful, this silk is extremely tough and cannot be cut off easily. If you get entangled in it, it will be difficult to escape. Only spiritual fire can be used to burn it off."

Luo Tiancheng's expression changed, he quickly reminded him, and shot backwards with a sway of his body.

Liu Ming heard the words and without thinking about the ground beneath his feet, he also flew away into the distance, out of the scope of the silk shroud. At the same time, he raised one hand in the air, curled his fingers, and seven or eight golden sword energy shot out, striking. It hit one of the pieces of silk.

Although Luo Tiancheng said this, he still wanted to test its toughness with his own hands.

There were several muffled sounds of "bang" and "bang", and the silk threads were bombarded by seven or eight golden sword energies. They only swayed slightly and continued to fall, but they did not appear to be damaged at all.

Liu Ming's expression changed slightly when he saw this situation.

As the young man in the silver car flew out upside down, the golden glow of his machine armor flashed around him, and the three pairs of golden machine wings spread out again, and kept waving up and down. With the speed, the figure In a flash, he was already dozens of feet away.

The purple-haired man glanced at Liu Ming and the two, sneered, but did not retreat. He had just fought with Qu Yao, and he was already confident about dealing with this silk.

I saw a flash of black and yellow spiritual patterns on his face, and the phantom of the ferocious ghost emerged with a howl, blocking it in front of him, opening its mouth and spitting out wisps of dark green flames, which instantly turned into a column of green fire. On the oncoming white silk.

With a hissing sound, the silk held on for a moment in the green flames before turning into ashes.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ming and Yin Che's young man's eyes lit up. It seemed that what the purple-haired man said was true. This white silk was really afraid of fire. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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