Seems to think Luding mountain is more difficult to deal with, and the remaining two bodies surrounded Luding mountain. Lu Dingshan was not afraid at all. He took a red pill from the nawufu, threw it directly into his mouth, chewed it for a few times and swallowed it.

Soon the pill came into play. Lu Dingshan's eyes were wide open, his skin was red, his hair was fried, and his whole body seemed to expand in a circle. The green tendons are exposed, the muscles expand, and the beating heart beats people's souls. The whole body seems to have endless strength.

This red pill Qingyang has seen in the square market of Qingfeng hall. It seems to be called Shenda pill. It is said to be a pill for refining the body. After taking it, friars can strengthen their muscles and bones, increase their attack and defense, and make the whole body as strong as defense magic tools.

However, this pill is also flawed. First of all, it is very painful when taking it. It is not a person with firm mind. It is difficult to endure the pain inside the body. In addition, the effect of the pill is limited by time. After the effect subsides, the ability of monks in all aspects will subside.

Lu Dingshan also knew that he couldn't work hard at this time, so he took a Shenda pill directly. After the effect came up, Lu Dingshan roared, picked up his mountain axe and scuffled with the two bodies. Unable to use genuine Qi, Lu Dingshan used the magic weapon as a weapon. Relying only on his physical strength, he even tied with the two corpses.

Each of the four had their own opponents. When they arrived in Qingyang, Tao Zhengzhi was the only one left. Tao Zhengzhi had the cultivation of the sixth floor of Kaimai territory, which was much worse than Qingyang. However, he was not worried because the second-order blood bat hovered behind him. He was not fighting alone.

"I didn't expect that one day, Tao Zhengzhi would be able to fight with a three-tier friar of Qi refining, and he is a disciple of the Xianmen of Qingfeng hall like a favorite of heaven. Boy, die." Tao Zhengzhi shouted, waved his long knife and rushed towards Qingyang.

Qingyang looked at Tao Zhengzhi, who rushed to him, and couldn't help but secretly feign. It's too small for him. Others are two opponents. He won't say anything if he has only one. He's still an open pulse. Do you think my strength is not good, or do you think I'm not important?

"Boy, are you scared silly? Then don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing that he had rushed to Qingyang, Tao Zhengzhi couldn't help being overjoyed. Waving a long knife, he was about to cut Qingyang.

Qingyang smiled, then bent his fingers and flicked. Several yellow lights and shadows shot out in an instant and stuck to Tao Zhengzhi. Tao Zhengzhi didn't know what the means were. He couldn't help but attack. Before he could react, suddenly, a deep pain hit his whole body. Tao Zhengzhi was in unbearable pain. He threw a long magic knife and rolled and wailed with the stung part.

The yellow light and shadow that Qingyang pops up is the drunken bee he keeps in the drunken immortal gourd. Now Zhenqi can't be used. Using the green bamboo sword alone is more expensive, so he had to let the drunken bee come out to help. To deal with Tao Zhengzhi, a low-level monk in Kaimai territory, just an ordinary alcoholic bee, so Qingyang bent his fingers and released four or five ordinary alcoholic bees.

Tao Zhengzhi was stung by a drunken bee. He was alive and dead. He kept rolling back and forth. He didn't even want magic tools and long knives. He could take care of the enemies nearby.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qingyang took a step forward and kicked Tao Zhengzhi. Although genuine Qi could not be used, the physical quality of the third layer of Qingyang's Qi refining was still there. The power of this foot was not small. Tao Zhengzhi suddenly broke his bones and tendons, fell to the ground and twitched. He was dead.

When Tao Zhengzhi attacked, the second-order blood bat behind him was not idle. He had been waiting for the opportunity to raid, but Tao Zhengzhi died too fast to cooperate.

When Qingyang kicked out, the second-order blood bat finally found a chance. With a scream, he dived towards Qingyang. His two sharp claws glowed with cold light and vowed to kill Qingyang under his claws.

The scream of the second-order blood bat attacked with sound waves. Qingyang only felt dizzy in his mind. Before he had time to make other reactions, the second-order blood bat was less than a foot away.

Others were almost certain to fail in the face of such a situation, but Qingyang was prepared. He heard a buzzing sound from his side, and then more than 100 alcoholics flew in front of him. The leader is three purple backed alcoholics, and the remaining hundreds of alcoholics are strong and weak.

Seeing that he was about to rush to Qingyang, so many spirit insects suddenly appeared in front of him. The second-order blood bat didn't dare to go up and die. He stopped his body and flew back reluctantly.

If it's just a group of ordinary alcoholics, or if the number of purple backed alcoholics is only one or two, the second-order blood bats must not be afraid. Now there's such a large group, anyone who meets it will feel numb. The strength of the second-order blood bat is not much better than that of the purple backed alcoholic bee. It is impossible to win more with less. Moreover, the second-order blood bat has been injured many times before, so it can be said that there is no chance of winning.

The second-order blood bat was forced to go back, and the alcoholic bee colony didn't attack, but scattered around the Qingyang, surrounded tightly, and didn't give a chance to sneak attack.

The five people present showed their magic powers and resisted their opponents. Although their means were different, none of them showed defeat. The scene was even deadlocked for a moment.

Chen biwang thought that this time he broke into the underground palace was a blessing in disguise. One or two of the five people on their side would always make mistakes. At that time, there would be fewer and fewer people on his side, and the enemy would be more brave. With each passing day, he would soon be defeated.

Unexpectedly, the final result was beyond his expectation. None of the five people on their side delayed, especially the Qingyang. It seemed easier for a group of spirit insects to release than him.

Chen biwang was surprised and shouted, "younger martial brothers, I underestimated you. Everyone work harder. As long as we hold this hour, when the effect of enchanting incense passes, we will turn defeat into victory."

Tao Youcheng looked at the stalemate battle scene in front of him. He couldn't help showing a trace of dignity on his face. He stood in the blood pool and said coldly: "you are really hidden experts. I really underestimated you immortal disciples."

Chen biwang forced Tao Yougong and the corpse opposite him back, gasping for breath: "the disciples of Xianmen can't compare with your declining family like Tao family? It's still time to regret. If you don't have a hand to catch, maybe you can leave some blood for your Tao family."

"Chen Daoyou thinks our Taos will lose?" Tao Youcheng said.