"Okay, okay, okay!"
After laughing three times, "Qin Tian" straightened up, his previous fear gone.
My eyes wandered around for a week, and finally landed on Wu Tao.
"You are actually able to see through this sect's supreme art!
Master Wu, it’s just because you don’t have this ability?!”
Along with the questioning, his momentum also surged, and he immediately broke through the foundation, and then without stopping, he approached the core formation at high speed.
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Finally, it stopped at the peak of its initial stage.
Twisting his neck and making a "kacha" sound, "Qin Tian" looked eagerly and provocatively.
Ignoring each other's questions, Lie Yan and Wu Tao stared at him like a dead dog.
Although he was clearly exposed, he still had such an attitude. There must be some hidden tricks.
But just in the early stage of forming a pill, how many waves can be made in front of you?
In fact, the two of them were happy to let him say a few more words to reveal some information.
Ancestor Lieyan seems to be disdainful, but in fact he has secretly deployed his magic power and spiritual thoughts, ready to strike down with thunder at any time.
The cultivation level of the two is too far apart, although Lieyan can kill them at any time.
It's just that the other party is also a pill-forming monk after all. If he is determined to destroy his body and soul, he is not completely sure that he can be captured alive.
In that case, many secrets will be missed.
"This devil dares to sneak into our sect and plot evil, and he will never be able to atone for his crime.
Brother Wu, ancestor, please let me measure his quality!"
Taking one step forward, Yan Kuangge took the initiative to ask for help, and the energy in his body surged, forming a scorching light behind him.
He had not formed the elixir for a long time, and although he knew that his methods were not weak, he lacked comparison after all.
A golden-backed demon mantis that has not yet reached the fifth level cannot measure its true level.
But this early peak demonic monk can definitely do it.
This move may seem a bit risky, but with the ancestor of Nascent Soul and a master at the peak of Dan Formation standing by to help him conquer the formation, it is actually very safe.
Wu Tao remained silent, his eyebrows furrowed secretly, but Lieyan Ancestor spoke one word concisely.
"Yes!"
I didn’t see how he cast the spell, he just waved his cannon sleeves.
The aura of the formation swayed for a while, and the formation facing Yan Kuangge was a little weaker than before.
After sending a message to Xie Duanyang and hiding behind the two of them, Yan Kuangge had already taken action.
Although he was willing to challenge, he did not take the risk of getting close to him. He just raised his hand and sent out a magic weapon to harass him from a distance.
Naturally, this treasure was not practiced by Yan Kuangge himself, but was passed down by Master Xie Duanyang, Master Duobao.
It was exactly the talisman he once obtained, but Xie Duanyang had many opportunities and never used it.
Ordinary magic weapons, after changing their owners, are always difficult to refine to the point where the original owner's mind is in harmony, and at most they can exert 70% of their original power.
However, the same kind of skill practiced by their lineage, "Melding Gold and Smelting Iron Hands" is also a superior magical power for refining and dissociating physical properties.
Therefore, in his hands, this "mountain-breaking ax" can exert about eight points of its power.
But the huge ax was slashed straight down, and the Geng Jin Gang Qi swirled around the edge of the axe, whistling into the wind.
The air is filled with a cold and sharp air.
With just one move, a gap was created here that greatly reduced the power.
When I saw the bright ax light crackling in front of my face, I didn't see any magic weapon released by the monks of Qianhuan Sect, but there was a clear and cold light gushing out from my body.
This light may not be that powerful, but it cancels out the light of the ax that has the power to break up mountains, causing it to disappear.
From the looks of it, this method is not as sinister and vicious as the Demon Sect, but rather has some of the majesty and mystery of the righteous way.
Yan Kuangge's original intention was to use the power of demonic cultivation to try out his own magic, so he was not discouraged.
Just use the thought of the imperial weapon to crack, chop, chop, hug, cut, tease, cloud, slice, push, hang, peel, and sweep.
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, use all the changes of this magic weapon.
In just ten breaths, the mountain ax had already made hundreds of hits.
Even though he was blocked by the cold Qinghui and could not hurt the Qianhuan Sect monks, a strange aura gradually formed.
Every time the giant ax is swung, the mana poured into it is not very strong, but the "power" seems to be several times heavier out of thin air.
This time, the clear light can no longer easily dissolve the Gengjin Gang Qi carried by the mountain axe.
The air around Mo Xiu's body rippled, as if something was about to jump out of the air.
Obviously, although the cultivation of Qianhuan Sect monks is obviously higher, their natal magic weapon is not a direct attack, kill and defense type.
Seeing this change, Yan Kuangge took a long breath.
The mountain ax spun around in the air and fell into the hand again.
Hold the ax handle tightly with both hands and activate the "gold-melting and iron-melting hands".
The Geng Jin Gang wind that originally came with the Mountain Ax Sacrifice was roasted by this fire and immediately changed, turning from the sharp energy into a flow of golden fire liquid.
It did not drip, but hung on the edge of the blade.
"Open!"
Yan Kuangge exhaled loudly and choked it hard.
The dozens or hundreds of ax shadows that were transformed earlier all flowed into the sea and merged into the body of the mountain-opening ax, constantly raising the upper limit of this attack.
Under this situation, the Qianhuan Sect Demonic Cultivator finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to spit out the magic weapon of his life.
It is a square mirror, four feet wide and five feet nine inches high, with clouds and water patterns painted on the edges.
The square mirror hangs above the head, shining brightly, and actually holds the giant ax against it.
"Come die!"
The Qianhuan Sect monk suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The light on the square mirror flowed, and the figure gradually appeared on the originally white mirror.
The skin and hair are undoubtedly those of Yan Kuangge.
But immediately, as the mirror light turned, Yan Kuangge's appearance disappeared, and his skin and flesh disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton with internal organs filling it, which was indescribably strange.
Then, the white bones disappeared again, and only the black shadows of Daomo Lake gathered in the mirror.
As soon as he saw this thing, Xie Duanyang, who was hiding in Lieyan Ancestor, instinctively realized what it was.
That is his master's soul and soul. Once it is fully formed, Yan Kuangge is afraid that it will be in danger.
Although I know that today is different from the past, it is a fight between gods and gods, and it is difficult for my little brat to get involved.
But he still mobilized his magic power early and was ready to take action.
Without even thinking about it, Xie Duanyang was already "swish, swish, swish", and three sword flashes were issued in a row.
He had already seen clearly from the side that although this square mirror was unusual among magic weapons, its material was not very hard.
Now most of the power is used to immobilize his own master, which can have some effect even if it is not possible.
Once the "Seven Kills of the White Tiger" were used, Xie Duanyang ignored the results and rushed to use his magic power.
The Chi Yuan Bell, the miasma of hundreds of poisons and cold light, and the hundred-color shadowless armor, continuously deployed three layers of defense, and only then did they have time to watch the battle situation.
"Huh?"
Seemingly surprised by Xie Duanyang's methods, the Qianhuan Sect monk let out a light sigh and glanced here from the corner of his eye.
He didn't care at all about the three sword lights that came in succession, letting them "chichi" hit the mirror surface, causing slight ripples.
Because, at the same time that Xie Duanyang took action, Lieyan Ancestor who was watching the battle also took action at the same time.
If the newly promoted Danjie elder was plotted against him in front of his own sect, this would not be something he could bear.
I didn't see him perform any mysterious changes. He just raised his right arm and grabbed it from the air with a big hand that covered the sky.
The Qianhuan Sect monk and the square mirror above his head will be crushed into pieces.
However.
This demonic cultivator still had a fearless look on his face, as if he had already anticipated the changes here.
As soon as I heard Jie Jie scream several times, his temperament changed completely, and there was an indescribable gloomy cold air, which made people shudder.
The originally strong body quickly shriveled up, as if it had been drained of flesh, blood and essence.
The momentum that was originally at its peak in the early stage has progressed all the way, easily surpassing the middle stage, breaking through the late stage, and approaching the realm of fake babies.
The Qianhuan Sect monks looked up to the sky and spit out blood mist, and their bodies completely turned into ashes and flew away.
A ray of green light swept out, mixed with the blood mist, and threw itself into the square mirror that had lost its owner.
Stab!
The smooth mirror surface cracked and opened a spider web at the opportunity, but it could not bear the force and was on the verge of collapse.
"Old Lieyan, you forced me to lose my Ruyi body, so I'll take the head of your sect in exchange for it!"
The sharp and weird laughter echoed in the air, making Xie Duanyang feel very uncomfortable and almost felt like his soul was leaving his body.
In comparison, the soul-enchanting magic sounds he has used are really insignificant and not worth mentioning.
Of course, it is also possible that the magic secrets contained in the "All Spirits Manual" are not too weak.
It’s just that this demonic cultivator is extraordinarily powerful.
"This guy is definitely not just in the early stage of pill formation..."
Thinking of what the other party had just said, Xie Duanyang already had some guesses about his identity.
After realizing this, he did not hesitate anymore, hurriedly lowered his body and summoned Tu Xingsun out.
Use its power to escape underground temporarily.
He has no time and no need to think about his master.
It's very simple, when the magic cultivator poured the body's mana and soul into the square mirror and burst it.
Fang Jing had already changed the target, spitting out a bloody dark red light beam, aiming at Wu Tao, who had been watching the battle.
Obviously, he has been eyeing the leader of the Divine Weapon Sect since his identity was exposed.
The fight with Yan Kuangge was just a matter of silently using his magic power to deliver this fatal blow.
"Come out."
Not long after the turmoil outside, but less than half a quarter of an hour, Yan Kuangge's familiar voice reached his ears through the soil layer.
After breaking through the soil, Xie Duanyang put away the magical weapons, armored corpses, etc.
The demonic cultivator is no longer visible anymore. There is only a ball of red and green light, wrapped in the life essence released by Lie Yan Ancestor.
From time to time there were some shrill howls that made one's scalp numb.
Seeing the way he closed his eyes, Xie Duanyang roughly guessed that the other party was performing the "soul search" technique that only Nascent Soul monks could use.
Wu Tao and Yan Kuangge guarded his left and right.
Xie Duanyang was not surprised that his master was not the target and was unscathed.
However, Master Wu's aura has not weakened yet, and he still looks as if the sky is falling and it would hardly shock him. Xie Duanyang couldn't help but take a second look.
Now, he could see something.
The sleeve of Wu Tao's right arm has disappeared from the wrist to the elbow.
There is only a simple red round bracelet on it.
"This is... our sect's Zongzong Fire Dragon?!
Is this his awakened bloodline magical power?"
He is also an expert in the way of fire. He immediately noticed the hidden and hidden fire power on the red bracelet, and he made a guess in his heart.
Xie Duanyang couldn't help but secretly raise his opinion of this fire dragon.
Demonic beasts swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon to practice. The longer the time, the deeper the cultivation.
Generally speaking, body size will also increase accordingly.
Only when you reach the eighth level and have gone through the calamity of transformation can you take in the phantom body.
However, this fire dragon was able to shrink the demon body into a round bracelet and restrain the demonic aura. Even the demon cultivator from Qianhuan Sect was not aware of it at all.
This is no longer a monster, it is simply a human monk who has a superior inheritance and has refined his magic power to be as fluent as he wants.
If you take into account his demonic body and innate instincts, I am afraid that even those who are a little higher than him may not be able to defeat this fire dragon.
After an unknown amount of time, Ancestor Lieyan opened his eyes, and the real fire blazed, burning the remaining soul and soul into ashes.
"This old monster, Qianhuan Demon Lord, was alert. Once he failed, he used a secret method to erase most of the memory in this Ruyi body, so that I could not find any key information.
There are only some fragmentary formulas of "Da Luo Qian Huan Jue", which are not chapters, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of the foundation of this magic..."
He said it was a pity, but Lie Yan Ancestor didn't look disappointed on his face.
Xie Duanyang knew that Qianhuan Demon Lord was the inherited title of the successive masters of Qianhuan Sect, similar to the "Hehuan Old Demon" of Hehuan Sect.
As for "Wishful Body", it is said that it is a clone technique of Qianhuan Sect, and only Nascent Soul monks are qualified to practice it.
The Thousand Fantasy Sect monk had obviously been restrained by his own sect leader before he was sent here, and he was distracted by it.
Once things change, just erase them.
In order to prevent surrender or being soul-searched, the secrets of the sect will be leaked.
However, despite all his calculations, the leader of Qianhuan Sect never expected that the information he collected was wrong.
There is actually Xie Duanyang, who knows everything about the Qin family, which has been in decline for many years and has basically been eliminated from the Yue Kingdom's immortal cultivating families.
So much so that his identity was exposed before he could play any role.
That's okay, if he can succeed in the last move.
It would be profitable to exchange a piece of distraction and a peak elder in the early stage of pill formation in exchange for the head of the divine weapon sect who is in the realm of seriously injured fake infants.
With Patriarch Lieyan here, he hasn't thought about killing Wu Tao yet.
Who would have thought, but I lost everything and gained nothing.
"Thanks to the fact that our sect's divine beast successfully advanced to level seven years ago, we didn't spread the word about it.
Otherwise, my nephew may really be plotted by him today."
Slowly stroking the red bracelet on his arm, Wu Tao told a shocking piece of information that even Yan Kuangge was completely unaware of.
When this fire dragon was at its peak level six, it was comparable to or even surpassed the monks and monsters in the later stages of pill formation.
Joining forces with Wu Tao, we can even barely compete against the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Now that it has successfully broken through the seventh level, it is quite reasonable to stop the desperate method of the Thousand Illusion Demon King's clone.
Wu Tao looked at the two of them intently and did not forget to warn them.
"Junior Brother Yan, Nephew Duanyang, and Huo Jiao's promotion are closely related and are our secrets.
Even the other elders don’t know about it, so you must not tell others at will.”
The two of them understood the importance and nodded in agreement.
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