Chapter 118 Yan Luo is dead.

It was almost noon, and Yan Luo had been fighting non-stop for five or six hours.

When the turtle heard Chang Lu's words, its round head floated out of the water, revealing its rough and long neck, and its four heavy claws pawed the water.

Suddenly, all the flying monsters rushed to Yan Luo like flying kites.

Yan Luo's pressure suddenly increased, and in desperation, she fell to the surface of the water. Xiaohua swam over from the bottom of the water to catch her.

But there are even more monsters on the water, densely packed and endless.

Yan Luo's spiritual power seemed to be free of charge, and he chopped with his sword frantically.

Many monsters died with every sword strike, but there was still no end in sight.

Yan Luo grabbed a handful of Spirit Gathering Pills from the space.

He stuffed a dozen pills into his mouth like candies.

Then, Yan Luo put his hands together in front of his chest and made hand gestures again.

The cold frost and snow were like a blooming Epiphyllum, spreading with the force of an avalanche, with Yan Luo as the center.

Bang Bang Bang

In an instant, there was no more monster around Xiaohua.

Xiaohua did not hesitate and immediately used all her strength to break out to the east.

Five formation plates appeared in Yan Luo's hand. She threw all of them out in a flash. Five large formations fell on the water, blocking all the monsters that wanted to catch up.

On the turtle's back, Chang Lu sneered,

"Want to run? Haha"

He suddenly flew up and threw something in front of Yan Luo.

I saw a dark red cassock rising up into the sky, dotted with stars. When it appeared in front of Yan Luo, it had already expanded to an area of ​​more than twenty square meters.

The cassock blocked the way ahead like a wall.

Xiaohua bumped into it headfirst, and immediately saw stars, and the huge python's body slowed down.

Then it immediately turned around.

But the cassock seemed to have eyes and chased after it.

Behind him, some of the monsters that were forced back by Yan Luo were trapped in the formation, while the others swam towards him from all directions, squeaking and making strange noises.

Even Yan Luo, who was usually calm, was a little panicked at this moment.

She now relies entirely on pills to replenish her spiritual power. If she can't run away, she will be overwhelmed by these monsters.

Under me, Xiaohua was still trying hard to wander around.

Yan Luo took out the last batch of grenades from the space and threw them into the group of monsters.

Even the offensive formation plates she got from the secret realm were thrown away by her.

There was a series of ping-pong explosions on the water surface that lasted for half an hour.

The number of monsters visibly decreased by half.

Chang Lu could no longer laugh. With so many of his men dead, how could he explain to his uncle when he returned?

Yan Luo fired at the cassock with a submachine gun for ten minutes, and the light on the cassock dimmed and dimmed.

Chang Lu felt sorry for the treasure and had to take the robe back.

At this time, Xiaohua took the opportunity to rush out.

The man and the python fled quickly, and Yan Luo could no longer be found on the water.

Chang Lu's face turned pale. He had lost so many soldiers, the treasure was almost destroyed, and he had spent so much manpower and resources, but Yan Luo still escaped!

He patted the turtle beneath him,

"Follow her!"

The turtle is extremely fast underwater, and as long as it ignores these monsters, it will soon catch up with Yan Luo.

"waste!"

Suddenly a low shout was heard in the air.

Chang Lu was standing on the turtle's back, and was so shocked by the scolding that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Just a scolding was enough to cause internal injuries to Chang Lu, who was at the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm. This showed the cultivation level of the person who came.

Chang Lu knelt on the ground in panic.

"Uncle Master, spare my life!"

After a long time, no more sound was heard in the air.

Chang Lu wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

Did Master go after Yan Luo in person?

At that time, Xiao Hua was swimming vigorously in the water. Yan Luo thought that she had already swam far away and no one should be able to see her, so she decided to take Xiao Hua into the space.

That is the same time.

Yan Luo suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his back, his hair stood on end, and he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

The little flower under him was fixed in place and unable to swim.

This is a sign of a high-level cultivator!

The little spiritual power left in Yan Luo's body roamed frantically, trying to save the master.

In the air, a golden stick of light with unparalleled power broke through the storm and slashed straight towards Yan Luo.

In an instant, waves dozens of meters high rose above the water surface, surging and blowing in the remaining wind.

In the middle of the waves, a gully more than ten meters deep was formed, and Yan Luo and Xiaohua were both plunged into the water at the same time.

Xiaohua's huge python body was split into two halves. With the buoyancy under water, its lower half floated up.

Wherever the stick goes, the person goes.

An old monk in a khaki robe stood half a meter above the water.

At his feet was a black goose half the size of a human.

He stared at the closing water surface expressionlessly, but the next moment, he raised the stick in his hand and chopped the water surface heavily.

The waves rose again, and the black goose flew high with the old monk on its wings.

In a moment, a part of the giant python's body rose above the water, and the bright red blood spread with the water flow.

And under the giant python's body, there were several scattered corpses.

The old monk waited quietly for a while, and there was no movement in the water, not a single fish or shrimp.

He smiled at the water, the black goose let out a long cry, turned around and flew away with the old monk on its back.

Chang Lu was still waiting there. When he saw the old monk coming back, he hurriedly said,

"Uncle Master, it's my fault. Please punish me!"

The old monk narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice,

"It's just some monsters that died, so let them die. People can be trained."

Chang Lu just felt a chill all over his body.

What to cultivate?

"Master, that Yan Luo..."

"died."

A drop of sweat dripped from Chang Lu's forehead.

What a pity, such a talented person.

He deeply suppressed the passion in his heart, the passion for strength.

At night, people who had come out to look for supplies were on their way, running home in a hurry.

When the boat was approaching the human settlement, he suddenly saw a round object floating on the water.

Out of curiosity, he rowed the boat over, but it was dark now and he couldn't see anything clearly. When he got closer, he raised the torch in his hand.

"ah"

He stepped back in fear and nearly dropped the torch.

What was floating on the water was actually a snake head.

No, the one this big is a python.

He gritted his teeth. He didn't find any supplies today, so he might as well take the python head back and roast it for food. After all, it was meat.

He comforted himself.

"There is only one head left. Don't be afraid. If you are afraid, you will starve to death."

He rowed the boat slowly closer and placed the torch on the railing nearby.

He stood up, stretched out his hands, and slowly approached the python's head above the water.

It's getting closer and closer, and we're about to move it.

In the dark night, a cold wind blew, and the python's head suddenly opened its eyes.

The man and the python looked at each other.

Man:

Ah!

He screamed in fear and fainted on the spot.