Chapter 1219 Soul-Destroying Nail·Immortal Binding Rope

"Quack quack..."

When the tall monk laughed wildly, his energy burst out, his gray hair fluttered, and he raised his hand and threw the long knife.

The long sword condensed into a blood-red blade several feet long in mid-air. With a crushing force, it instantly collided with Yang Ji who was only attacking but not defending.

The powerful shock wave was as real as a tsunami, shattering all the mountains and forests in a radius of a hundred feet, and a large crater of more than ten feet appeared in place.

The scale ball transformed by the little beast earth spirit was rushed dozens of feet away by the shock wave. It seemed to be fine, but it had already recovered its strength, stretched out its body, and took the opportunity to drill into the depths of the ground.

"This dream is so solid, even the impact of approaching the Earth Immortal did not reveal any flaws..."

On the top of a tree a hundred feet away, Xia Chaoyang sighed softly.

Baiyunlou nodded slightly and replied: "The Dream Tower has nine levels in total, and this is the third level. Unless the state of mind changes and the illusion is broken, only a Nascent Soul Realm monk can break through the dream with a full blow."

As the two of them exchanged thoughts, the battle below became more and more intense, with daggers crisscrossing the sky, gun shadows filling the sky, and rocks collapsing.

Several mountain forests were even ignited by the splashing magic power, causing mountain fires.

After all, Yang Ji's cultivation level was not as good as that of the tall monk, and with the short monk attacking from the side, his explosive momentum was slightly weaker, and he found a flaw.

The powerful swords that fell straight down exploded one after another, instantly cutting Yang Ji down in the air.

The long knife wrapped in the sword suddenly appeared and nailed Yang Ji to a huge stone.

At the same time, a belt-like rope flashed out like a spiritual snake, binding the seriously injured Yang Ji tightly.

The powerful sword intent suppressed the seal, the magic weapon was tied up with ropes, and the energy in the body was stagnant. Yang Ji no longer had the power to fight back.

The tall monk laughed wildly. He stepped forward and pulled out the black Qiankun bag from Yang Ji's arms. He was very proud. He was about to put it into his arms, but his laughter suddenly stopped. His body froze and at the same time, his eyes showed disbelief. look.

When he looked down, a long nail had already penetrated his chest, revealing a three-inch blue nail tip.

"Soul-killing Nail... Why, you and I... have been friends for decades..." The tall monk roared hoarsely, but could only fall aside helplessly.

"How good is our friendship after decades of friendship? Every time we take advantage of it, you still take the lion's share..."

The short monk grabbed the Qiankun Bag from his hand and kicked him several feet away.

After putting away the Qiankun Bag, the short monk's cultivation aura began to explode, and in a moment it exceeded the tall monk's peak.

Seeing the tall monk's surprised look, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "In the end, all the magic weapons are not mine, hahaha..."

"A Qiankun bag is nothing. It's really short-sighted. What I want is not just these external things..."

The short monk had a look of disdain on his face. He was too lazy to look at the tall monk whose aura was gradually dissipating. He walked up to Yang Ji. An extremely sharp blue flying knife flashed out of his palm and landed directly between his eyebrows.

At this moment, there was a loud bang behind him, and the little beast earth spirit quietly emerged from the pile of rocks at some point, and then it hit the tall male cultivator on the forehead with all its strength.

The soul of the male cultivator who was pierced through the heart by the Soul-Destroying Nail was gradually dissipating. He was hit on the forehead by this tail and immediately lost consciousness. The divine pattern between his eyebrows disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, the dark lines on the little beast's earth spirit's forehead also dissipated.

This little scaly beast was clever, and actually took the opportunity to shatter the divine mark of recognition, and was freed from it.

The short monk turned around and saw this situation. He immediately raised his hand and threw out several blue flying knives. One of them was nailed into the body of the tall monk who had lost all breath. In an instant, his body was turned into blue flying smoke in the wind. drift.

The earth spirit transformed into a scale ball in time and rolled at a high speed. There was a ding-dong-dong sound, but it finally escaped the siege of several flying knives.

Seeing the little scaly beast fleeing, the short monk didn't bother to pursue it. He picked up the remaining storage bag on the ground, opened it and took a look at it. He pinned it to his waist with satisfaction before turning towards the unresisting creature. Yang Ji looked hard.

"Brother Yang, stop pretending, the second boss has turned into flying smoke, your revenge has been avenged..."

"I heard that you have an amazing magical power. You might as well use it once to open my eyes, brother..."

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Unexpectedly, the short monk was no longer eager to take action. Baiyunlou couldn't help but become curious, and then whispered to Chaoyang: "Junior sister, don't you plan to take action? This is a great opportunity to punish evil and promote good."

"Hehe, this evil thief is too greedy to achieve great things... and the story books are full of plots like this. Most villains like this die from talking too much..."

Halfway through the words, I felt something in my mind, and immediately raised my eyebrows slightly, and continued to say with a bit of pride: "Hey, senior brother, look, something unexpected happened, the little earth spirit is back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little scaly beast emerged not far from the two of them, swung its long tail in the air, and attacked the short monk directly.

"Bang..."

There was a muffled sound of thunder, and where the little beast's long tail fell, a piece of tortoise shell about ten feet in size suddenly appeared.

This short monk had many magic weapons. After being distracted for a moment, he casually pulled out a tortoise shell and easily blocked the full blow of the demon cultivator in the demon elixir realm.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Ji's Qi, which had been silent, suddenly surged. The long knife nailed to his body flew away, and the rope magic weapon was also forcibly opened.

The tall monk died, and the restraining intention on the long sword also dissipated. Yang Ji has been secretly accumulating true energy in order to break the shackles of the magic weapon.

As soon as Fang got out of trouble, Yang Ji did not get entangled with him. He said hello to the small scale beast and ducked directly into the hole that the earth spirit had drilled out just now.

The little scaly beast immediately turned around and burrowed into the ground to escape.

However, the short monk did not panic. With a wave of his sleeves, the magic weapon rope that was originally thrown aside immediately followed it into the ground with full spirituality.

In just a moment, the rope tied up a person and an animal and returned to the short monk.

"This magic weapon was found by me in an ancient ruins after nine deaths. It is called Immortal Binding Rope. It is a treasure that can trap even the legendary immortals. Since it falls into my hands, you just accept your fate. Ha ha……"

After laughing wildly for a while, the short monk held a blue flying knife and tapped the earth spirit's scales twice.

"This scale armor is really extraordinary. The second master is really wasting his natural resources. What kind of spiritual pet is he raising? If he peels off this scale armor and refines it casually, it will be a fine protective treasure armor..."

Following the blow of the flying knife, the body of the small scale beast trembled. He felt the light of the knife turn to its soft belly. He immediately twisted his body in panic, but was unable to curl up into a ball as he was bound by the fairy rope. .

At this moment, Yang Ji said loudly: "You dog thief, don't you want to see my magical power? Grandpa, I will use it right now and blind your dog eyes..."

In anger, a mysterious divine pattern suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. This divine pattern was shaped like a heavenly eye. It seemed to contain a monstrous aura, but it could not be opened because of insufficient strength.