The Poison Immortal of Transmigration

For a while, many children with low cultivation bases began to panic. Once their morale was lowered, even if Mo Han used the force of the wind to smash the sword alone, he could only be surrounded by the enemy when he was already outnumbered.The minotaur stomped towards the middle of the group of Luo family disciples, a female cultivator next to her was too scared to yell out her throat, and an older elder of the Luo family called the minotaur by its previous name, the minotaur hesitated for a moment, Then he still vigorously crushed the female cultivator's head, while he threw her body down.

At this moment, a charming lady who was guarded by several Luo family children also recognized the appearance of the sphinx and man-headed monster. It was her cousin who had disappeared for a long time, not the Luo family, just Since she married into Luo's family, she worked under Luo's family, and then disappeared.And the giant pig with a human face was also recognized by several disciples. It was the chef of the Luo family who was famous all over the world.

The Luo family is now thin and sparsely populated, which has always been a mystery in the minds of many elders. It is just because the ancestors traveled early, and the master of the family has the highest cultivation level. Those who are of the same generation as the head of the family are almost sent away to separate families, and later disappeared for no reason. , only young children are left in the family.Unexpectedly, instead of leaving, they all turned into this neither human nor demon monster.

Luo Weiwu is nowhere to be found now, and people in Taikang City have often disappeared since he took over the Luo family for a hundred years. Looking at the hordes of little demons below, could it be...

These thoughts are too scary, they automatically stop imagining, and the reality does not allow them to be distracted, the children they guarded outside are gradually killed by the three demons, the elders at the early stage of Jindan or late foundation establishment only dare to hide inside, relying on How can Cang Yun faction Mo Han fight alone?

On the other side, Yun Ruoshui and the other monks who were planning to retreat were unable to retreat. Except for Yun Ruoshui who escaped temporarily with a medium-grade spiritual weapon, the other disciples were all entangled by two giant octopus tentacles, and she alone could do nothing.

Just when she was about to give up, colorful rays of light scattered in the sky, and a melodious flute sounded, and both giant octopuses stopped moving, like children.Not far away was the cry of an oriole, and she looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a golden-winged oriole flying high, and a kind-looking young woman in red was standing on it. Refined yet regal and elegant.The Golden Winged Flying Oriole is a peak fourth-rank monster, and its cultivation can reach the early stage of Golden Core cultivator. This woman...

Seeing that the woman stopped playing the flute, Yun Ruoshui took the flute back and held the yellow-feathered saber fan in her right hand, and slowly jumped down from the bird's body, flying directly by the wind.The two giant octopuses finally came to their senses, becoming irritable, they threw out all the people they were holding, and attacked the woman.

Yun Ruoshui seized the opportunity and secretly recited the mantra of Shangshui's heart method, and all the disciples who were thrown out grew water balls behind them, and teleported them behind Yun Ruoshui.

The woman in red released half of her spiritual pressure, obviously only with a few swipes, the yellow feather saber fan cast out pieces of golden shadows, and then turned into countless feathers, the feathers flew faster and faster, like the dazzling light of a knife, knocking out the golden shadows in front of them. The demon octopus was cut into countless pieces, and the minced meat fell to the flooded ground in the downtown area.

The other, larger octopus monster was furious when its partner was killed, and the human on its head was ferocious.It screamed loudly, the surrounding gusts of wind suddenly rose, and a large piece of water from below flew up, turning into a huge water column like a tornado, and swept towards the female cultivator.

Seeing this, the golden-winged oriole behind the female cultivator leaned over and flew over. It also sang, a pair of huge and golden wings vibrated continuously, and suddenly waved a cloud of air cutting air. The more it waved, the bigger it was. The faster it was swung, the air mass continued to rotate, and finally turned into a tornado column, and the golden blade shadow seemed to flash continuously in the wind column.

The wind column and the water column collided with each other, and the dilapidated houses that remained in the entire downtown area were now all rolled into scraps.Huge centrifugal force threw Yun Ruoshui and others out of this place, and she was able to use a mirror to protect the disciples who had recovered their lives behind her.The Golden-winged Oriole was also splashed all over its body, and its feathers were wet and completely lacking in the elegance it had before. It stared at the huge octopus that was slashed by the wind blade and uttered a mocking bird cry.

Unexpectedly, the octopus monster was furious, and directly sprayed out a mouthful of black ink, hitting the golden-winged oriole. The black ink was poisonous, and the feathers of the golden-winged oriole were gradually corroded. It wailed and fell directly into the water.

The female cultivator in red hurriedly threw out the flute, the spiritual weapon, and the flute immediately grew bigger, catching the falling golden-winged oriole.Seeing that her beloved pet was injured so badly, she became angry, and the pressure from her whole body dissipated.

Yun Ruoshui had only felt this powerful aura from his uncle Songgu Patriarch, and it was clearly the power only possessed by the Nascent Soul cultivator, which was astonishing.

The female cultivator yelled at the evil animal, then opened her arms wide, and she looked like a bird.The tens of meters of air around her seemed to be integrated with her, emitting white light, looking like a huge white peacock.The peacock formed by spiritual power seemed to be spiritual, but it could also sing, and a bird song resounded throughout Taikang City.The peacock with spiritual power flew directly to the giant octopus like a divine bird. The speed was not fast, but slow and graceful. The octopus reacted quickly and sprayed out all the poisonous ink in its abdominal cavity, but all of them were bounced off by the white light peacock, like a sacred and unpolluted body. fairy bird.

The peacock with spiritual power passed through the huge octopus without making any sound, but the monster disappeared into nothingness after a breath, dissipating from the sky and the earth.

On the other side, even though Elder Mo Han is a golden core sword cultivator, he still couldn't resist the loss of spiritual power. Under the attack of the three monsters and the little monster's ambush, a sharp wind sword began to crack.The sword is broken and people are killed. For sword repairers, the sword of their fate is their life. The damage of the Lifeng sword made Mo Han spit out a mouthful of blood, and the spiritual power of the dantian began to be chaotic.Several of his disciples were very worried to cover him, but the group of Luo family remained indifferent, watching the disciples of the Cangyun sect who were originally just rescuers being tortured and killed.

Just when Mo Han was about to pounce on himself and blew the golden core and the three monsters to death together, there was also a burst of powerful coercion, and there were bursts of heroic and willful laughter in his ears.The three monsters and the little monster below were all in a panic when they heard the laughter that actually spread throughout the mansion.

Soon, a tall, strong middle-aged man with a curly mane flew from the sky.Several old elders of the Luo family burst into tears and called out to their ancestors one after another. The young disciples did not know why, but they still followed the elders and saluted the middle-aged monks.

Seeing this, Mo Han saluted the middle-aged man with his slightly injured body, and then asked, "Senior Luo, I wonder if the uncle came here as well?"

The man cast a contemptuous glance at the many half-monsters beside him, and then let out a hearty laugh, and replied: "Your uncle is helping your little junior sister, I'm afraid your little junior sister has never seen Yan'er..."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged male cultivator, that is, the ancestor of the Luo family, turned around, looking at the few monsters who were motionless for unknown reasons at the moment, as if looking at a dead person.