Chapter 615

"Kaboom!"

There seemed to be thunder in the sky. The ferocious purple snake pounced on the monster in an overbearing manner.

The red-winged monster was not a brute like the Yellow Bull Demon. Even though it was affected by the Eight Demi-dragon's Sounds and had a splitting headache, it still stabbed with its spear.

The Eight Demi-dragon's Sounds was of the Exterior level, but its level was not high. Ruan Yushu was only at Six Acupores. Even if she was born with a Zither Heart, she could not exert its full power. Each note was only equivalent to the level of Half-step Exterior Scenery.

Blood dripped from the corners of her mouth and nostrils onto the zither, staining the wood texture red. The blood dripped onto her white dress, causing plum blossoms to bloom. But she did not stop. She vowed to interfere with the flying bird monster and give Meng Qi and Zhang Yuanshan a chance to win.

The flying bird monster stabbed with its spear. The tip of the spear trembled to deal with the Nine Layers of Violent Thunder. Nine spear flowers bloomed, and each flower picked out a red lotus of fire, burning silently and violently. It was a terrible scene.

On the ground, the place where Mengqi had stood before was suddenly set ablaze, scorching the ground.

"Boom! Boom! " There were nine sounds in a row. The purple thunder and the fire lotus collided. Electric snakes danced and red flames flew. The sky was full of purple and red!

Mengqi tried his best with the "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky". But limited by his realm and strength, he could only tie with the Half-step Exterior Scenery monster under the control of the Eight Demi-dragon's Sounds.

It was reasonable.

But it was also cruel!

But he was not fighting alone. Zhang Yuanshan attacked from below. With a mortal body, he transformed into the shape of Zhenwu and cut off the sky!

The monster was slightly stunned. It saw the long sword coming at it. After condensing the Monster Elixir, the connection between it and the Genuine Fire of Heaven and Earth was completely cut off. The surroundings were shaking as if it was separated from the world and became a cage!

It could no longer borrow the power of heaven and earth. It could only spread its red wings and fly by itself. It stabbed its spear backward and used its spear to meet the Winged-python Sword. Flames emerged from its hands and flowed into the body of the Demonic Fire, turning the spear into a torch and burning the long sword.

"Clang!"

The ear-piercing sounds of friction continued as the White-flying Serpent Sword stuck close to the flaming spear, slicing through the 'fireworks'. It moved up the spear and slashed at the demon's hands.

The monster had just resisted the "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky" and couldn't catch its breath. So Zhang Yuanshan seized the opportunity!

Screams rang out as the fiery demonic aura dissipated. Fingers were sent flying. In the blink of an eye, there were only five fingers left, three on the right and two on the left.

The monster had lost three fingers. Swung its spear like a dragon, and finally bounced away the Winged-python Sword.

But at this time, Meng Qi, who was falling down, had already thrust out the long sword in his left hand. He used the Purple Decease Sword to deliver the Death Invitation. The purplish-red Sword Qi surged, clear and pure, with an air of death.

The trees nearby split open from the middle, and the insides of the trees were full of slashes from the Sword Qi. They immediately withered and lost all signs of life.

Mengqi was exhausted. His head hurt so much that he wanted to roll on the ground. His eyes and mouth were bloodshot. But his left hand was still holding the hilt of the sword firmly.

The monster didn't have the time to defend against the sword. Facing the sword light, it shouted and spat out a bright red bead.

The bead was surrounded by flames and Chixia. It collided with the purple-red Sword Qi.

This was the monster's Inner Elixir. It was formed by the fiery Demonic Aura and symbolized its hundreds of years of cultivation.

Pa! The bead blocked the purple-red Sword Qi. The tip of the Purple Death sword met with the bead. At the point of contact, the Inner Elixir cracked like a net. The sound of it breaking was clear and melodious.

Blood spurted out of the monster's orifices. It gritted its teeth and shouted,

"Break!"

Bang! The Inner Elixir exploded and a ball of Demonic Fire shot out. It followed the Purple Death and pounced on Mengqi who couldn't move easily in the air.

Mengqi's eyes turned red and he felt pain all over his body. His clothes were all melted. He had to drop the Purple Death and take out the Recover Pill. He put it in his mouth but didn't swallow it to prevent it from burning.

He fell to the ground with a thump. The fall made him dizzy, and the flames on his body rose several feet high.

The Golden Bell Shield and Eight Nine Mysteries were running automatically. But under the monster's hundred years of cultivation, the dark gold on Mengqi's body was melting. It was like ancient bronze was thrown into the furnace to make weapons. Pa!

Pa! Pa! The Golden Bell Shield was about to break.

Mengqi was exhausted and couldn't summon more. He rolled on the ground but couldn't extinguish the Demonic Fire.

Feeling the pain as if his skin was being peeled off, his vision turned black. He gritted his teeth and used the Sacrifice Formula. His spirit recovered by half and the Golden Bell Shield stabilized again. He was as still as a mountain in the fire as if it was refining the impurities. It was said that the fire was refining the real gold!

Fighting against the Demonic Fire with all his strength, Mengqi didn't have the strength to cooperate with Zhang Yuanshan.

Seeing the Inner Elixir was broken, Zhang Yuanshan knew that the opportunity was fleeting. He also used the Burning Blood and Soul Technique. His body was covered with a layer of blood light and he used the Zhenwu's Heaven Interception again.

Although he had opened Seven Apertures, his genuine Qi was still a little weaker than Mengqi who had absorbed the Demon Venerable's Vitality. It was difficult for him to use the Exterior moves continuously. To ensure success, he used the Burning Blood and Soul Technique. Within 30 breaths, his strength was increased by 50% and the power of the Zhenwu's Heaven Interception also increased by 50%.

Clang! Clang!

Clang! All the strings in Ruan Yushu's hands were broken. She fell to the ground softly. Playing the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon for such a long time had exceeded her limit. But her last blow made the monster spew blood and slow down as if it had been hit by a giant hammer.

The dark sword light cut off the monster's position from heaven and earth and cut off its connection with the outside world. However, it was a monster at the level of Half-step Exterior Scenery after all. Although its Inner Elixir was broken and it suffered a serious backfire, it didn't suffer serious injuries. It couldn't be compared to the Lion Monster whose stomach was cut open by Mengqi and then suffered from the God-defeating Eye. It swung its spear with difficulty, trying to push the Winged-snake away.

Crack!

The Zhenwu's Heaven Interception, which had increased its power by 50%, was no small matter. The spear was directly broken in the middle. The upper and lower halves staggered as if they were in different worlds!

However, the monster's spear pushed the Winged-snake away a little and avoided its vital parts. As the dark sword light flashed, its left hand was cut off at the shoulder and fell to the ground with the end of the spear. The cut was as smooth as a mirror. After a while, blood like fire spurted out.

After blocking the sword, without Ruan Yushu's restraint and Mengqi's downward slash, the monster flapped its wings and suddenly flew high, out of Zhang Yuanshan's attack range.

It still had a lingering fear. It had almost died on the spot just now. It hated Zhang Yuanshan to the core!

A normal Half-step Exterior Scenery monster would definitely die if it encountered Mengqi, Ruan Yushu, and Zhang Yuanshan working together. But the monster could fly, and Mengqi and the others had lost their Demon-revealing Mirror and Demon-destroying Arrow.

Looking at the monster in the sky, Zhang Yuanshan, who could use the Zhenwu's Heaven Interception again after using the Burning Blood and Soul Technique, suddenly felt powerless and desperate.

The Burning Blood and Soul Technique could only last for 30 breaths, and it was even shorter after using the Zhenwu's Heaven Interception.

"Haha, wait to be eaten by me!" The monster in the sky laughed wildly. It could roughly tell the state of Zhang Yuanshan. When he was weak, the problem would be solved.

Although it was seriously injured and might not even be able to defeat a slightly stronger human, they were all injured and disabled. How could the intact little girl be a match for it?

Hearing its laughter, Mengqi was anxious. But as soon as he relaxed, the fire would melt the Golden Bell Shield and burn him to ashes. There was no way for him to attack. He had to fight the fire with all his strength, trying to dispel it and use the Purple Death before Zhang Yuanshan's Burning Blood and Soul Technique and the Sacrifice Formula disappeared.

"Don't you want Lucky Chances? If you eat us, where are you going to find Lucky Chances? "Zhang Yuanshan said calmly.

He had always been calm, but now he was calmer than anyone else. Suppressing his despair and helplessness, he tried to find a way to buy time and wait for Jiang Zhiwei and Luo Shengyi to recover, or Mengqi to dispel the fire.

Besides, if the monster really wanted to cooperate, it might be a way. Anyway, as long as the dawn of the eighth day, they would be able to return.

After the bird monster arrived, Jiang Zhiwei and Luo Shengyi had been taking the time to heal themselves. They didn't care about the result of the battle because it was out of their control. They just needed to recover as soon as possible.

Qi Zhengyan forced himself to cut out the Azure Blizzard Genuine Qi, which turned into pieces of ice crystals and fell on Mengqi, trying to extinguish the fire. It worked, but not very well.

Ruan Yushu secretly took out a Recover Pill. As soon as she recovered a little, she would use a secret method to play one of the Twelve Magical Sounds of Lang Huan to pull the monster down.

Fu Zhenzhen secretly took out a Recover Pill and quietly walked to the back of Zhang Yuanshan. She wanted to give the monster a taste of being poisoned while it was flying down.

No one gave up. They used all kinds of methods to fight.

"Well said." The bird monster was still hovering and answered with a laugh, "But let's wait until your secret method is over."

You destroyed one of my arms, so you have to pay the price! It sneered in its heart. As for Lucky Chances, it could only live freely without the Great Sage and the Monster Kings. Otherwise, it could only be a leader. Therefore, if there were Lucky Chances, it would be good to get the inheritance and power. If there were none, it would be even happier.

Different monsters had different ideas. Some wanted to save the Great Sage, while others had their own plans.

The fire on Mengqi's body gradually dimmed, and the dark gold color bloomed, as solemn as a Buddha statue. Zhang Yuanshan's breath began to weaken, and the effect of the Burning Blood and Soul Method was irreversible.

"Should I escape with Zhenzhen and fake my death for the last day and a half, and then wait for Junior Brother Mengqi to be resurrected?"

Or should I wait for the demons to land before casting the Great Art of Burning Blood and Soul? "But I have already used it once. If I use it again in a short time, I will probably die …"

"It's not that I can't cooperate with monsters. Even if I lose my cultivation and limbs, returning to the Samsara Space is just a piece of cake …"

"At that time, I can say that the Lucky Chance is on the eighth day …"

Zhang Yuanshan had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He couldn't decide whether to escape, give up resistance and "cooperate", or take a risk and fight for a slim chance of survival.

If he thought too much and considered too thoroughly, he would be hesitant.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanshan's breath had weakened to a certain extent, it was impossible for him to use the sword just now. The monster flew down with half of the long spear in its right hand, and said with a strange smile, "What is the Lucky Chance?"