Chapter 1385

When the milk of the earth in the middle was shocked, the human beings transformed shocked everyone. The smell of light made everyone immortal and strong unbearable, and there was a danger that their souls would be frozen.

Song Fei shouted, "everyone in the immortal realm will go back to Kunpeng palace and leave the battlefield to others."

Even if the heart is no longer willing, Yang Xiashan and others dare not hesitate and fly towards Kunpeng palace one after another.

They can no longer participate in such a battle. If the forces overflowing from the battle leak a trace, it will pose a fatal threat to them.

As for the rest of the earth's milk fog, Song Fei can't manage so much. The rest of the fog is worth up to one tenth of a drop of the earth's milk. If something can't be done, they can only dissipate.

Then, Song Fei shouted, "continue to collect with the people who collected the fog. Sihua, Xia Xia, give me the remaining drop of earth milk and the mass of earth milk."

While talking, Song Fei had taken out the five element sword, and his momentum was also soaring rapidly. When his five element sword stabbed out, his momentum was no less than the milk of the earth.

Song Fei sneered: "your power is purer than me. You don't know how to play. You can only become my treasure."

The milk of the earth was startled by Song Fei and instinctively welcomed Song Fei.

The two people instantly collided with each other, and the majestic energy was overflowing. If the immortal Masters had not entered the Kunpeng palace before, it would be full of energy in the room. I don't know how many people would suffer.

The experts of the Optimus sword sect were naturally free, but the earth milk of the earth fairy level was destroyed by the overflowing power, that is, the fog of the earth milk inside their bodies dissipated rapidly in the air.

On one side, Zhang Xiong hated and said, "unfortunately, we can't use divine knowledge, otherwise we won't let these milk of the earth dissipate."

Around Zhang Xiong, Yun Yi said, "let's go and solve those big guys together. We can find the next treasure land only after we make a quick decision."

The people who were killing the earth's milk of the earth fairy, seeing that the earth's milk around them dissipated continuously, also resolutely gave up collecting, but turned their sword to the three creatures condensed by a drop of earth's milk, especially Qin Shaofeng, who had just been shot away, and rushed again with full anger, The celestial weapon in his hand kills the milk of the earth with the power of fierce wind.

Although the power of the milk of the earth is extremely pure, their disadvantages are also very obvious. They have no magic, celestial tools, and intelligent fighting instinct. They are cut and killed by the magic of Qingtian sword school like puppets.

If these milk of the earth could become real elves with superb means and consciousness, perhaps the battle would not be so simple.

These milk of the earth have no grade, only pure strength. The human beings condensed from ten drops of milk of the earth have the power comparable to Song Fei.

After the crowd surrounded and suppressed three drops of earth's milk, the surrounding was empty, and all the earth's milk fog with the strength of earth immortals had dissipated.

In the sky, two figures are pounding madly. The milk of the earth holds a very Yin spirit sword. Each sword cuts out with the power of the most Yin. If this sword is cut, I'm afraid only a big goat can bear it with the immortal strength of everyone.

Yunyi looked at the figures of the two groups and said, "the leader is worthy of double cultivation of Dharma and body. This combat effectiveness is really too strong. Only Chi Bai's combat effectiveness can be comparable to that of the leader."

The big goat grinned and said, "I think Chi Bai is also a double cultivation of Dharma and body, but his eyes are obviously superior to others, but he is actually far from the sect leader. The sect leader is only in the early stage of the earth fairy, and he has reached the peak of the earth fairy."

In mid air, Song Fei's sword was flying fast. Each sword carried the strength of the five elements fellow practitioners, coupled with his physical strength, and gave full play to his strength, which made everyone look at it.

"Come on, hurry up." Song Fei said in the air.

"Let's go," roared the goat, taking the lead in rushing out and joining the battle group.

Song Feilian hurriedly said, "big goat, the power of the spirit sword is very easy to invade into the body and destroy the yuan God. You are there to help, and the others attack with the flying sword from a distance."

With the concerted efforts of all the people, even though the milk of the earth was strong, it was soon defeated and finally killed by Song Fei

The milk of the earth condensed with liquid is not as easy to dissipate as the fog. After killing the human spirit, the milk of the earth floats in the void and emits majestic power fluctuations.

"What pure power, I really want to take a sip." the goat was intoxicated. It was not just him, but almost everyone had the same expression and felt close to the milk of the earth.

The earth is the cradle of life, and the earth's milk is the essence of the earth. Nature is the most precious treasure of all creatures. If his quantity is enough, even the golden fairy can be replaced.

The above celestial instruments are bartered for things, but for the milk of the earth, they are real hard currency. Just because they are precious, no one will take them as money.

Song Fei took out a small porcelain vase and put ten drops of the milk of the earth into the small porcelain vase. Immediately, Jun wanshuang, Xiao Qiang and Yue Xiaxia came with a drop of the milk of the earth and carefully dropped it into the small porcelain vase.

Just after Jun wanshuang's milk of the earth dropped into the small porcelain vase, a proud voice sounded at the gate: "if you don't want to die, put down your things and roll."

They looked back in amazement, but saw a young man blocking the door. He was wearing a golden straight skirt robe with excellent hanging feeling. He was wearing a wide belt with moon white and auspicious cloud pattern, on which only a transparent jade was hung. The shape seemed rough but simple and gloomy. Black hair was tied with a silver ribbon at will. There was no crown or hairpin, but it showed a noble and proud temperament.

Behind him stood more than a dozen young people in the same gorgeous clothes, three women and eight men, with their heads slightly raised, as if they didn't pay attention to anything.

Immortals can't see their age. They generally keep their appearance at the moment of flying. The younger their appearance is, the stronger their talent is. They maintain their youth appearance like a small wooden building. Generally speaking, talent must be evil. Looking at the appearance of these people, they are similar to ordinary people in their twenties, and their talent must be different.

After entering, the man soon noticed the small water blue porcelain bottle in Song Fei's hand and couldn't help but change his mouth: "put down this porcelain bottle, too, and you can roll."