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After Zhang Xiaojian heard the voice of Mo long, he turned his eyes to the direction of Mo long.

Countless flying knives are twinkling with the blue light emitted by Mo long. The blue light and cold light reflect each other. But now the light blue light has been in a state of unstoppable, and the arc in the blue light has become weak. I didn't expect that the monster's throwing knife should have such great power.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't dare to be slighted. A red light in her hand directly hit the black dragon. The red light suddenly disappeared into the body of the black dragon. The blue light, which was still in danger, suddenly recovered as before, and was in a state of equal strength with the throwing knife.

The monster's magic weapon, the steel fork, was destroyed, which made the monster manic. His eyes turned red, his mouth opened, and his disgusting blood essence gushed out. It turned into a red fog, and the power of the flying knife suddenly rose, and the light blue light curtain became precarious.

Zhang Xiaojian's face changed, because Mo long, as a sacred beast in ancient times, would never come back without success. Unexpectedly, he met an opponent this time. It seems that this time there is really some trouble.

The red light flashed in his hands, and the Xuanjin Dao suddenly turned into countless blades. Like those flying knives, they swept away. When they collided, they gave out crisp applause. The originally calm water below was turbulent for a time, and the waves were more than ten meters high.

Although Xuanjin Dao is said to be invincible, the monster's flying knife does not reduce its power in a red fog. This makes Zhang Xiaojian frown.

Seeing Xuanjin Dao and the monster's flying knife entangled together, Zhang Xiaojian hesitated for a moment, took out a small bottle from the ring, and flew out with a raised hand.

Mo long didn't know what it was, but with a flash of blue light, he caught the small bottle. After opening it, his face suddenly showed a proud look, because the bottle was actually the spirit liquid refined by Zhang Xiaojian.

Without any hesitation, he inhaled the spirit liquid into his mouth. The spirit power of the spirit liquid began to flow slowly in the Mo Long's body. The originally exhausted magic power suddenly returned to its original state. The ink dragon sang a dragon song, and a brilliant blue light came out of his mouth, like a monster shrouded in the past.

In the blue light, there are countless electric arcs and thunder. The light on the monster's flying knife is dim.

Combined with the power of Xuanjin Dao, some flying knives have been hurt by the awn of Xuanjin Dao, and they are broken inch by inch and fall into the water.

Zhang Xiaojian saw this situation, a smile hung on her face, and suddenly three more ice and snow spiders appeared in her hand. The next second, three ice and snow spiders had risen into the air and surrounded the monster from different directions.

Ice and snow spider a mouth, countless fine spider silk has been flying out, a sudden formation of a large web, like the monster under the cover.

Behind the scene, the monster suddenly called back the flying knife and protected it around the body, forming a white light curtain.

Covered with spider silk, the monster was wrapped up layer by layer. At the same time, the meaning of ice cold was dyed from the silk, which made the monster inside shiver.

When Mo long saw the opportunity to take advantage of it, he gave a long cry and rubbed his two claws. A huge arc appeared from the air and hit him like a monster with the sound of thunder.

Thunder arc into the spider's silk, dazzling white light let the monster close his eyes at the moment, the whole body red light, want to stop, but, thunder arc easily put the red light through, all of a sudden fell on the monster's body, after a scream, the monster a mouthful of blood spurt out, the body shook a few times, almost fell.

Catching the power of thunder arc, the spider silk went into the hole quietly and stabbed it like a monster's chest. The speed was not as slow as Qingyun sword.

When the monster saw this, his ugly face showed a look of panic. All the time, his claws suddenly seized a scale on his forehead and pulled it off fiercely. Because he was worried, when the scale fell down, it was still full of flesh and blood.

As the scales fall, a group of fire appears out of thin air, wrapping the spider silk which takes the opportunity to rush in.

At the same time, the fire turned into a scale and fell on the ground. The light was dim.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart said, "I can't believe that there are quite a lot of methods used by this beast. But judging from his appearance just now, it's estimated that he is at the end of his strength. Otherwise, it is impossible to use the scale on his forehead.

That scale should be a scale connected with the mind. Animals are like this. If it is not a special crisis, it will never be used.

Zhang Xiaojian took a cold look at the monster, and instantly there was an icy pearl in her hand. It was the ice soul pearl. Since she could not take him down for a short time, she would freeze it first.

Zhang Xiaojian slowly infuses spiritual power into the ice spirit pearl, but the monster trapped in the spider silk suddenly changes.

The monster's hands suddenly and non-stop slapping the chest, each time the beast will show a painful expression.

This makes Zhang Xiaojian very strange. Is the monster ready to harm himself because he can't beat himself.At this time, as like as two peas, Zhang Xiaojian found himself wrong. When the monster finally hit it, suddenly a small monster sprayed from its mouth.

The monster took a look at the tiny spot floating in the air. Suddenly, he grabbed a beating heart in his hand. With one hand's exertion, the heart suddenly turned into a blood mist. The blood mist enveloped all the flying knives around. The shape of the flying knife just now has completely changed. Suddenly, it has turned into a long knife, which is extremely sharp, Cut it down like the spider silk wrapped outside.

"Master, he wants to run." After Mo long called out to Zhang Xiaojian, a blue light had swept away like the following, but it was a little late.

The strong spider silk was cut out by a long knife. The trapped little monster was covered with a layer of red light, and ran away with an incredible speed in the direction of water.

At this time, the long knife has broken the spider's silk, like Zhang Xiaojian, cut it hard. Although it was hit by the thunder arc of Mo long, it didn't play a role.

Mo long saw this situation, the expression on his face was very ugly.

Zhang lingbing's face suddenly changed, but she didn't think of it.