As soon as Luo Tianqi sacrificed the flying sword, he took action and his spiritual power surged out. He saw that the flying sword above his head trembled slightly, and eight flying swords were born around them, which looked exactly like the original flying sword in the middle. If the eight flying swords were not surrounded by the main flying swords like stars holding the moon, it would be difficult to distinguish the location of the main flying sword.

The spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and controlled eight flying swords to stab at the purple mist-shaped giant mouth, both of which were fast and slow. First, the two flying swords pierced directly in without stopping, and did not pierce straight forward, but rushed left and right inside to try to disperse the purple mist condensed into the giant mouth.

There is always a distance between ideals and reality. When he controls the flying sword and pierces into the seemingly weak purple mist, Luo Tianqi is suffering. He suddenly feels like he has entered a swamp, the flying sword is as heavy as several times, and the sense of connection with his mind becomes increasingly weak, forcing him to increase his spiritual consciousness to control the flying sword.

The two flying swords rushed back and forth several times, as if they were completely corroded by purple mist. Although Luo Tianqi had increased his spiritual sense to control it, he felt a little powerless at this time. He felt that the purple mist had invaded the flying sword and then surrounded the spiritual sense in the flying sword.

The flying sword was filled with pure spiritual power, and several rounds of the giant dragon crocodile's mouth had been cut out several pieces in a short period of time. From a distance, several cracks were filled with the purple mist mouth, and the cracks were filled with pure spiritual power. Although it was only a few cracks, it looked so small compared to the giant purple mouth, but in this way, the hideous giant mouth seemed to be broken.

As soon as the purple mist was divided, it wriggled and gathered together, trying to re-bond and merge into one. If you carefully identify it, it is not difficult to see that the number of pure spiritual powers that divide the purple mist into penetrated into many purple light spots, and spread more and more. If this continues, the spiritual power light will be completely corroded by the purple mist for a short time, and the giant jaw condensed by the purple mist can be completely integrated again.

Luo Tianqi naturally knew this situation more clearly. After thinking for a moment, he had an idea. Instead of simply increasing the control of the two flying swords in the purple mist, he pulled out part of the spiritual consciousness from it, but under that situation, he controlled it with the minimum spiritual output that could only control the flying sword.

This action indirectly encouraged the erosion of the purple mist. When Luo Tianqi felt that the spiritual sense that the flying sword was weak to a certain extent, she immediately issued the last command to the flying sword and cut off the connection with the spiritual sense in the flying sword.

Accompanied by Luo Tianqi's low shout, "explosion", but when two silver lightsabers suddenly burst out with destructive light, followed by a sharp and sharp aura. Countless silver fragments scattered, like the sunlight that cut through the dark sky, bursting brightly in the purple mist, causing the greatest damage in the shortest time.

Although the destructive power produced by the two flying swords was astonishingly great, the effect produced in the giant jaw condensed by the purple mist was beyond the expectations of everyone present. Although it was known that the giant jaw might not be able to be dispersed, the destructive power generated was extraordinary after all, but it only created a small-scale hole at the center of the two positions. The two positions, one in front and one behind, just penetrated the purple mist. The purple mist around it spread in a diffuse shape, and the fusion momentum slowed down temporarily, but it was not interrupted.

The other six flying swords transformed were prepared, and they seized the opportunity and passed through them. Although there were first and later, they were almost all at the same time.

As soon as he passed through the purple mist, the six flying swords were radiant. The rich spiritual power seemed to be burning, steaming away the sporadic purple mist splashing on it, and then stabbed towards the six directions of the dragon crocodile in front, southeast, west, north, and north, up and down, with no way to hide and nowhere to avoid, making people feel despair and fearful, and they are very likely to crush it.

When the dragon crocodile looked at it again, it did not mean to avoid it at all. It even glanced at the flying sword without even taking a glance at the direct eyes. The giant purple mist jaw changed, and the purple mist wriggled and contracted almost. Although it seemed to shrink a little, the purple mist condensed a little, and the purple meaning became deeper.

The flying sword pierced the body of the dragon crocodile mercilessly, but the expected impact did not sound. It was just six sounds like a stone thrown into the water and almost indiscriminately. It only stabbed in the purple protective film around the dragon crocodile, which looked like armor. Before Luo Tianqi could make any move, the sticky purple mist rushed up and surrounded the six flying swords in an instant.

The purple jaw in the air is shrinking and condensing as it moves forward. To the naked eye, under normal circumstances, objects are increasingly larger and larger in the pupils from far to near, but the purple jaw is just the opposite in Luo Tianqi's eyes. When it reaches Luo Tianqi several feet, it shrinks to the size of an adult's head, but it is also more viscous and condensed, and the momentum and power it contains are also stronger.

The purple ball the size of a skull only had a big mouth, and the long jaws were separated from each other, revealing its inner fangs, lifelike, and the purple color was even more strange. The momentum and majesty it contained was exactly the same as the dragon crocodile. Luo Tianqi on the opposite side could clearly see the cold light scattered at the top of the fangs, as if showing off his terrible sharpness to it.

Luo Tianqi is not an idiot. She clasped her hands and her spiritual power surged. The flying sword on her head trembled. In an instant, nearly a hundred flying swords formed and gathered in front of her. The sword bodies were connected and hugged them. However, at the tip of the sword facing the long purple jaw, it looked like a mirror, which looked harmless, but it contained a strong murderous intent and was very cold.

In order to deal with the actions taken by the giant jaw, Luo Tianqi did not give him any extra energy to withdraw the six flying swords that were stabbed on the body of the dragon crocodile at the first time, so that the sticky purple mist covered by the dragon crocodile spread upwards. When he turned around and had the energy to pay attention to the six flying swords, the connection was so weak that it was almost too small, and he didn't even have time to self-destruct, so he could only decisively cut off the spiritual connection with the flying sword.

In some cases, even though they know that they cannot be restored, they still have to pester them. This will only waste more time and energy, and it will not be worth the loss.

The long jaw was opened, and Luo Tianqi pushed forward with a hand gesture, and nearly a hundred flying swords tied together pierced into the huge mouth. The flying sword continued to expel the long jaw and pushed it backwards for more than a hundred feet.

The reduced and condensed long jaw obviously did not have the momentum of swallowing nearly a hundred long swords, so it immediately expanded again. In an instant, it swallowed all the flying swords. The purple mist squirmed, and the long jaw changed into a spherical purple ball, wrapping all the hundreds of flying swords, making it impossible to see what the situation inside it was.

"Explode me", but with Luo Tianqi's decisive roar, the purple light ball first squirmed violently and expanded outward, and then it was covered with cracks, revealing a dazzling light at the cracks. The purple mist that had been helpless was ultimately unable to resist the power of the flying sword's self-destruction. In an instant, it turned into pieces, revealing the violent self-destruction energy inside it.

The clear light was dazzling and violent, sweeping towards the surrounding purple pieces with a breath of destruction, and once again kneading and crushing the pieces. Countless pieces seemed to scatter around under the control of the dragon crocodile, but a small part of the purple mist in the center was completely steamed under the repeated crushing of the power generated by the self-destruction of the flying sword, and finally dissipated in the air.

In this round, both sides had a draw, each with damage. Although the battle was very short before, for Luo Tianqi, he used all the means and consumed a lot. Faced with the strange and difficult purple mist, he could only increase the output of spiritual power and deal with it with more powerful means.

Luo Tianqi thought that such an attack would consume the purple mist, but it was unexpected that such a level of power only consumed a small part of the purple mist, which also shows the difficulty of the purple mist.

The purple mists that were scattered were squirming in the air and fused together one after another, but the degree of fusion was much slower than before. Luo Tianqi shook his head when he saw these. He could not fight with the cultivator in comparison with the dragon crocodile. Now he really could not use effective attack methods to deal with the purple mist released by the dragon crocodile.

His attack method is good at sharpness. No matter what the other party's method is, he has never had any timid battle. But now facing the dragon crocodile, he feels helpless. Seeing the purple pieces gathering and fusing in the air, he smiled bitterly again, and he really has the ulterior motive to kill Xiaoqiang.

Seeing that the dragon crocodile had not taken any other actions, Luo Tianqi did not use any more means, so he could only allow the fragmented purple mist ball in the air to slowly merge. He really didn't want to continue this battle. Besides, there was a group of monks on the side who were unknown in the motives. At this moment, it was best to preserve their strength.

"I heard about the name of the dragon crocodile, and now I am honored to have the honor to discuss it. However, fellow Taoists are good at the gods, and Luo is willing to give up the disadvantage." As soon as my heart reached this point, I immediately bowed my fists and gave a monk's ceremony, and then spoke.

The slightly narrowed eyes of the dragon crocodile suddenly widened, and two sharp gazes shot towards Luo Tianqi like a substance, making him feel an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped him, but he remained motionless and looked normal. The two unscathing gazes stared at him without retreating at all.

The previous battle was not a life-and-death battle, but both sides did their best. No matter what, Luo Tianqi had experienced the difficulty of the purple mist of the dragon crocodile, and the dragon crocodile was also experienced by Luo Tianqi's Wanjian Art. Now it has not reached the level of fighting for life and death. Luo Tianqi's attitude has already been clear, but now the initiative is the dragon crocodile. Whether to fight or to make peace depends on his attitude.

Luo Tianqi was convinced, which did not mean that he was afraid. If the dragon crocodile was aggressive, he could only fight with all his might. So when facing the dragon crocodile's sharp gaze, he became calm and calm. What happened next, he would still go on.

(End of this chapter)
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