The rapids are surging!

Encountering an obstacle, it suddenly made a whirlpool.

Big eyes and small eyes.

A person and a dragon looked at each other across the sudden whirlpool.

Li Feiyu pursed his lips.

Level five monster.

There are differences too.

The ranks are naturally different.

The Black Turtle is only a low-level fifth level creature and is not good at attacking and killing.

Even if he is faced alone, with fake elixir cultivation, he will not feel pressure.

But the blood-threaded dragon in front of him was different.

This is a fifth-level high-level monster that can really fight with the Danjie monks.

If you encounter it normally, that's fine.

Even if you can't beat him, you can still escape calmly...

But behind him, there was a great monk who wanted to kill him and quickly come after him...

All of a sudden.

His current situation is undoubtedly the most stressful moment since his cultivation as an immortal!

However, fortunately, the blood-line dragon in front of him had experienced a life-and-death struggle and escaped, and he seemed to be wary of his fake elixir cultivation...

The situation is temporarily deadlocked.

He was not put into a desperate struggle in an instant.

At this moment, a series of roars and howls sounded...

Li Feiyu and the Xuexian Jiao raised their heads together, as if they could see the roaring man through the turbid and turbulent river water.

Later.

One person and one dragon looked at each other again.

Only this time...

The blood-threaded dragon in front of him curled up slightly, and actually made a gesture to give way to the passage!

A fifth-level monster with initial intelligence.

Faced with the pressure from Yang Zian, Xuexian Jiao made a wise choice.

Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood-threaded dragon in front of him, and then he discovered carefully...

On the opponent's snow-white, scale-free body, as the scales tremble, traces of red will appear at intervals, connecting them like a blood-red line segment.

In the face of such a kind gesture.

He hesitated.

Facing the blood-threaded dragon's copper bell-like vertical pupils glowing with dark yellow, he spoke lightly:

"I ruined the formation!"

"So, I saved you!"

"Maybe we can kill Yang Zian together!"

We can't take the blame for nothing, and we can't trouble Ye Zhengqi, a dead man whose body has been destroyed.

Then he reluctantly tried to be the benefactor of the Blood Thread Jiao.

Li Feiyu tried to communicate with the blood thread dragon.

Since we all have a common enemy, let’s see if we can’t work together to kill Yang Zian!

Unfortunately, he felt that he still overestimated the wisdom of the fifth-level monster, even a dragon...

The blood-threaded dragon showed no reaction, and its dark-yellow vertical pupils remained cold and emotionless.

Seeing this.

Li Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and had to give up, planning to take the road and leave.

"kill!"

At this time.

A cry of killing came from outside the sky, with supreme pressure and sudden suppression!

Then a sword light as dark as ink and twinkling with starlight split open the rolling river!

It shot out from the sky with lightning speed and landed within ten miles with Li Feiyu and the Blood Thread Jiao as the center.

This is an indiscriminate bombing!

Aiming to kill without asking whether he is the real murderer!

Seeing the black sword light, Li Feiyu's face was solemn, and he opened the eight-sided exquisite body without hesitation, and his figure flickered...

The person has left his original position!

He appeared directly in another place more than ten feet away and waved his hands.

The bright yellow Wood Emperor True Yuan surged in the dantian, and two big golden hands suddenly appeared!

Yimu's innate Qi is a powerful capture!

Li Feiyu's eyes were cold.

Although he doesn't know if he can stop it, he won't sit back and wait for death. He will always give it a try to compete with the strength of the early stage of pill formation!

The golden handprint rushed out of the river directly, the golden light flashed, and it met the sword light that was as black as ink and twinkling with starlight!

boom!

It’s like thunder exploding from the sky!

Both sides of the Panlong River seemed to be trembling. The golden and black energy shook the river, causing the water of the Panlong River to sway violently.

Wow!

On both sides of the river, boulders and old trees were directly crushed.

The winds and clouds are rolling, and the ruins are destroyed!

The immortal cultivators watching from a distance all looked horrified.

Everyone was surprised.

Unexpectedly, someone in the Panlong River dared to take Yang Zian as the core of the Little Big Dipper Sword Formation, supplemented by seven late-stage foundation builders, who could slash the terrifying sword light!

"Caught it?"

"have no idea!"

"He should be the one who destroyed the formation!"

"This man is very powerful, stronger than the late-stage foundation-building monks!"

…

There are different opinions.

At this moment, some late-stage foundation-building monks asserted that the man in Panlongjiang should be a fake alchemy monk!

Suddenly, many immortal cultivators showed strange expressions.

Fake elixir versus real elixir!

This does not seem to be without backhand power!

Is it possible that this will be an unprecedented battle between alchemy monks?

You know, not everyone has seen a battle between alchemy monks!

Even for monks in the foundation building stage, it is extremely rare.

Because that is another level of fighting. Even if a monk in the foundation-building stage approaches, he will be implicated and easily killed if he is not careful!

In the original work, there is a battle between good and evil.

In such a life-and-death fight, time is deliberately distinguished...

Pill formation versus pill formation, foundation building versus foundation building.

To prevent one's own foundation-building monks from dying one after another at the hands of the opposite team's pill-forming monks.

"Fake pills are fake pills!"

"This person is very strong, but after all he is not a pill-former..."
To be continued...