Soon, someone broke the silence. It was the ghost leopard immortal who shot. If he was not so depressed at ordinary times, he not only had low cultivation among these people, but also was injured. He only had to follow behind others.

But this time he was attacked by the Wild Magic lizard and lost an arm. Although he can recover slowly after taking the pill, the resources and accomplishments that can be consumed are huge, so the real ghost leopard's resentment against the Wild Magic lizard is hard to calm, and it's faster to get rid of it.

Immortal ghost leopard took the lead. With him, the other four people also attacked the wasteland magic lizard one after another. At one time, countless sandstorms blew up on the ground. Only immortal ghost he was proud of his identity and didn't take the lead with everyone. This level of attack can only withstand one attack at a time with the defense of the wilderness magic lizard. If you are hit by more than two at the same time, you will be injured.

The wasteland magic lizard knows how powerful it is and dare not fight with the monks. It can only avoid with the advantage of geographical advantage. If it catches the opportunity occasionally, the wasteland magic lizard will also fight back. However, the number of monks is dominant and there is tacit understanding between them. In addition, there is a powerful ghost he immortal sitting next to it. The wasteland magic lizard can hardly find any chance to hurt the enemy.

However, the wasteland magic lizard occupied an absolute geographical advantage and could constantly use the sand below to avoid and ambush. Coupled with his strong defense, it was difficult for the friars to hurt him. They only heard the rumbling sound on the field, and there was no chance for the sandstorm to fall. The friars fell into a hard battle with the wasteland magic lizard.

Outside the battlefield, Qingyang, ghost Xia and ghost bird stood in the distance, quietly watching others fight with the wasteland magic lizard. Although the three were two or three miles away from the battle center, they were still affected by the battle, and a lot of dust fell on their heads and bodies.

Looking at the increasingly fierce battle on the field, immortal GUI Xia was itchy and hard to scratch. She wanted to go up and try her hand, but she was stopped by the nearby immortal ghost bird. The wasteland demon lizard is a ninth order Warcraft. Even the ghost leopard on the seventh floor of the golden elixir has been injured. She can't guarantee that only the ghost Xia on the fourth floor of the golden elixir will be injured due to carelessness in the process of fighting.

Immortal Guixia was helpless and had to give up the plan. It was still a long time. There was always a chance in the future. Then immortal Guixia gently shook and all the dust fell on her body fell to the ground. She looked at Qingyang and said, "I didn't expect that a ninth order Warcraft should be so difficult."

At that time, Qingyang once faced the ninth order Warcraft alone in the Yinfeng extreme fire cave, but at that time, his cultivation was only the foundation period, and he didn't dare to meet the ninth order Warcraft at all. He killed the Warcraft with a rune treasure obtained from the sloppy Taoist priest.

Now, after observing the battle of the ninth order Warcraft closely and experiencing the strength of the ninth order Warcraft, Qingyang found how lucky he was to win. If he didn't have the rune given by the sloppy Taoist priest, if he had shot so early or so late, he couldn't have killed the ninth order Warcraft, It is impossible to save Yu Mengmiao and the broken love fairy from the hands of Warcraft, let alone a series of things after that.

Although Qingyang's cultivation has reached the middle of the golden elixir, his comprehensive strength is comparable to that of the nine layer friars of the golden elixir. Last time, he blocked the three brothers of ghost cloud real master by his own strength, but Qingyang is still not sure to defeat each other in the face of this ninth level Warcraft.

Hearing the words of immortal Guixia, Qingyang said: "God is fair. Warcraft lacks intelligence, and its strength will naturally be made up. Moreover, the wasteland magic lizard also has a geographical advantage. The ninth order Warcraft is full of treasure, and taking back all its things can exchange tens of thousands of spirit stones. If it was so easy to kill, wouldn't the friars in the world have made a fortune long ago?"

Immortal Guixia nodded: "it's true. The Ninth level Warcraft is extremely rare, that is, the relic can only be met when no one has come for a long time. It's really not so easy to find such a ninth level Warcraft outside. Even if you encounter one occasionally, it's because the Warcraft's strength is too high and many people need to work together to kill it. It's impossible to make a fortune by this."

The ghost bird immortal next to him said, "but no matter how powerful the ninth order Warcraft is, it can't last long in the face of the siege of a group of friars in the later stage of Jindan. Now the speed of this wasteland magic lizard has greatly decreased than before. At most, another hour, the magic lizard will die."

Ghost Xia immortal and Qingyang are just a little lower in strength. Their real combat power is not poor. Their vision is also first-class. Ghost bird immortal can see it, and they can see it naturally. Although the wasteland demon lizard took advantage of the geographical advantage, he was isolated and lacked in intelligence. Under the siege of six monks in the later stage of the golden elixir, he could barely hold on at first. After a long time, he began to lose ground and was hit by magic weapons many times in a row.

The desert magic lizard's defense is really strong. It can carry the magic weapon attack of the later monks of the ordinary golden elixir only by its body, but it can't do it twice at a time, three times and five times. Can't it do it ten times and eight times? After being hit by the monk's magic weapon two or three times in a row, the wasteland magic lizard finally suffered a serious injury.

On the side of the belly of the Wild Magic lizard, the scale was smashed into a hole. The flesh and blood inside was blurred and rotted into a mass of meat mud, constantly dropping flesh and blood. Obviously, such a serious injury was not formed by this. It should have caused his internal injury when the magic weapon hit the wasteland magic lizard. It was just that it could not be seen on the surface, which made people mistakenly think that he did not break the defense.

Seeing this, the friars were overjoyed. The battle was finally about to harvest. As long as they killed the wasteland magic lizard, thousands of dark stones would be in hand. Therefore, everyone became braver and braver, and used their housekeeping skills to launch crazy attacks on the magic lizard.

On the contrary, the wasteland magic lizard retreated step by step, and he had a sense of retreat in his heart. He had understood that he could not defeat this group of food in front of him, especially the terrible wound on his body reminded him all the time that if he stayed, he might lose his life here. If he couldn't even save his life, what's the use of more food?

Seeing the two magic weapons attacking at the same time, the wasteland magic lizard dared not connect hard. He could only open his mouth and eject a sand ball to meet the magic weapon, and hurried back at the same time.

At this time of the battle, the strength of the wasteland magic lizard decreased a lot, and the ejected sand mass was much smaller than before. The power was not as powerful as before. With a bang, the sand mass exploded, but the two magic weapons were not affected much, and the speed continued to kill the wasteland magic lizard.