Chapter 2724 Resistance to the Death

Earlier, the two of them were eyeing Xu Yi at the same time because of Yunlong. Their basic judgment was that Xu Yi was a person with great luck. Wherever he was, Yunlong would gather there.

Facts have proved that their judgment was correct, but they never imagined that Yunlong did not come with Xu Yi at all, but with Cang Qingqi.

Wherever the green flag swings, the dragon will rush towards it.

Yunlong, who had been frightened for nine days, just reached the battlefield and threw it straight towards the Cangqing Banner.

Every time a luck dragon submerged into the Cang Qing Flag, the Cang Qing Flag lit up one point. When the eighth luck dragon submerged, the severed fingers suddenly rose into the sky. The Cang Qing Flag made a sound like it came from the distant past, and the flag rolled up. The ninth luck dragon lives in the sky and chases the broken finger straight away.

These two holy objects were like two children fighting with each other. The green flag had been suppressed for a long time and had the upper hand. Now that it had gained the upper hand, it refused to let go of the severed finger easily.

The green flag fled away, but Huang Mei was so anxious that she jumped up and shouted, "Come back, come back, you forgot who the master is, I said, come back, you..."

No matter how he yelled crazily, the green flag still cut through the sky and flew away in the distance.

Luang Mei's heart was a little broken, and she scolded Xu Yilai again, blaming him for his lack of blessings. For such an important treasure to fall into his hands, he could only show off and scare people. Only then did he wash away the dust and shine brightly, but It does not belong to him.

Before he finished cursing, Luangmei's heart suddenly rose again.

This Cangqing Flag was given to him by Xu Yi a long time ago, and he was told that when things got impossible, he could activate the Cangqing Flag for a while.

Now that Cang Qingqi is gone, with his devil's urine, he really can't guarantee that the devil won't settle the score with him.

The more he thought about it, the colder his heart became.

However, those whose hearts were colder than his were those of Lu Wuji and the others.

Broken Finger and Cang Qingqi escaped through the air, and the locked magic energy suddenly recovered. Young Master Feng stepped into the air and came straight towards this side.

"You really deserve to die. You have such a valuable treasure and you didn't donate it early. How dare you play such tricks. If I let you die easily, it would be Feng's incompetence."

Feng San's face was full of resentment.

When Duanzhi and Cang Qingqi were fighting, the biggest hope in his heart was that both sides would fight to the end of their strength and let him take advantage of this huge opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the severed finger actually ran away, and Cang Qingqi broke through the air to chase him. He didn't even have the ability to catch up.

The regret and unwillingness in his heart after missing such a sacred object were simply unimaginable to others.

Naturally, he would not attribute this huge regret to his own lack of luck, but to attribute it to villains.

It's obvious that these people have held valuable treasures for a long time, but they refuse to hand them over. They are nothing more than villains.

At that moment, all his anger was directed at Lu Wuji and others.

As for Huang Mei, he had already slipped away far away. He was in the form of a little demon and was not in Feng San's eyes.

"Hold on, you must hold on, as long as you hold on until Xu Yi wakes up, everything will turn around..."

Luang Mei madly conveyed his thoughts to Lu Wuji and others.

The five people looked at each other, no one expressed any thoughts, but everyone saw determination in each other's eyes.

The matter has come to this, there is only a fight to the death.

"For the sake of immortality, I am also going crazy."

Xue Kuang, who was the weakest in cultivation, also smiled miserably and spoke. Before he finished speaking, the clothes around him suddenly turned into gray.

"Kuang Ye!"

Lu Wuji's eyes widened.

He couldn't tell that Xue Kuang was burning the corpse in order to maximize the magic energy in his body and gain strong combat power.

However, the loss caused by burning a corpse is by no means the usual loss of one or two strands of corpse energy, which can be said to be restored.

The direct consequence of burning a corpse is that the corpse is incomplete and the cultivation level is greatly reduced. It is often impossible to recover for decades or hundreds of years, and some may even never recover.

Xue Kuang also said, "The emperor is generous, Xu Yicheng conspired with Kuang Ye to deceive the two emperors. Kuang Ye certainly had selfish motives, but his true intention was to help the two emperors ascend to the immortal world. Unexpectedly, the White Emperor died. Although I didn't kill him, it was ultimately because of me. Kuang couldn't avenge him, but he dared to sacrifice his life."

"An ant works hard, but in the end he is still an ant."

Young Master Feng San roared loudly, and with a big move of his hand, a wisp of thunder suddenly landed.

The thunder turned from one to five, and the shields gathered by the five people shattered in response. Seeing that everyone was about to be hit by the thunder, suddenly a fire-colored shield appeared above everyone's heads again, narrowly blocking the blow.

Everyone has had the experience of fighting against Mr. Feng San and knows a thing or two about his methods.

The shattered shield in front of his head was nothing more than a suspected soldier.

After the first battle, they already knew that Mr. Feng San's magical power could not be defended against by magic weapons.

There is only one way to give spirit to spirit.

The shield of the suspected soldier was broken, and the five people activated their spiritual powers almost at the same time. The five people had already planned it, and it was better to join forces than to divide their efforts.

Altogether, the five of them had mastered the most popular fire-type soul-endowment, and activated the fire-type soul-endowment at the same time, forming the strongest fire-type shield, which indeed withstood Ba Lie's soul-endowment thunder.

After one attack failed to achieve any success, Young Master Feng frowned slightly and murmured, "Everything is really not going well. Now it is so troublesome to even trample an ant to death. Forget it, if you can't trample an ant to death with one foot, just add another one." Get on one foot."

After saying this, Young Master Feng pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky. With a crash, two thunderbolts split and fell down at the same time.

"I'll fight hard!"

Ning Wanwan shouted angrily, and a scorching light appeared all over his body, which was more than ten times greater than the light that appeared on Xue Kuangye's body.

At the critical moment of life and death, Ning Wan could no longer care about any remaining strength.

Almost at the same time, Lu Wuji's body also lit up.

The old monk Xuanzang sighed, and the rosary beads in his palm dispersed like smoke and disappeared into his body.

In an instant, his body quickly grew taller and turned into a golden body.

"Great monk, you!"

Ka Shen Tong shouted in horror.

He and Xuanzang were one and the same, but he didn't know the harm of Xuanzang's behavior.

This is forcing hundreds of years of hard work to manifest a golden body, and the harm to the physical body is unimaginable.

"combine!"

Xuanzang shouted angrily, and the kind-hearted old monk finally roared like a Buddhist lion.

The five people worked together instantly, and the entire fire-colored shield was suddenly filled with a layer of gold.

Boom!

The terrifying spirit-empowering thunder fell like a storm, and the golden shield was only thinned by one layer, and did not collapse as quickly as before.

"die!"

Mr. Feng San was simply crazy.

With a series of moves with his big hands, the vortex in the air gathered again and again, and the pounding rain showed no signs of stopping.

Gradually, the golden shield became thinner, but it lasted for more than thirty breaths.

"Open it for me!"

Young Master Feng San clasped his palms together and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood burned, and the vortex in mid-air suddenly exploded, and a thunderbolt as thick as an arm suddenly crashed down.

But after hearing a loud explosion, the golden shield finally collapsed, and the five figures scattered and fell like wild leaves rolled up by the autumn wind.