The old Taoist priest calmly said the last thing he wanted to say, closed his eyes suddenly. After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot out, making a burst of laughter, "Heifeng, do you still remember me?"
The phantom of the white tiger behind him roared to the sky, and the old Taoist priest's face changed further, hair became hair, and there was a faint texture of the word "King" on his forehead. A mini, delicate and vivid transparent white tiger flashed by, penetrated the texture of the word "King" and Ling Xuzi's momentum rose again, and a faint pressure came out.
"Yu! Where did you come from? I was sacrificed to refine the demon pill. I just wanted the original Dharma to be solid and I didn't know it. I dared to be rampant in Black Wind Mountain!" King Black Wind pointed his gun and looked disdainful.
After fusing with the demon soul, the White Tiger Demon had occupied the dominant consciousness of Ling Xuzi's body. His face was distorted and he looked crazy and said furiously, "You don't remember me! I'm so angry!"
He opened his mouth and sprayed, a token swayed around, emitting waves of evil spirits, hugging behind the White Tiger Demon, the original Dharma image slowly opened its chin behind him, and red light began to condense in his mouth. The Black Wind King's face was solemn, and he should have felt that the next attack was extraordinary. Even Ling Qingzi quietly took a few steps back!
Lang Xing hid under the ground and did not move, and even gasped, but he was secretly excited. He was lucky enough to observe the life-and-death battle in the realm of the Golden Pill, which was of great benefit to the broadening of the wolf demon's horizon. He learned from Ling Xuzi that the sign of being promoted to a demon general was the solidification of the demon soul and the formation of the original Dharma image in the sea of ​​consciousness. Today, from the White Tiger Demon, even after being promoted to the demon king, the original Dharma image is an important basis for cultivation!
Remember all the details you observed into your mind and integrate them with the previous summary of combat experience. Just as the wolf demon digested the information he saw, a huge red light column finally formed, like a Western dragon breathing, sweeping towards the Black Wind King!
The Black Wind Tornado was divided into two, one holding the Black Wind King to avoid the side, and the other actively approached the red light column. The light column was extremely fast, and the Black Wind King's speed was keen. It was still swept to a point by the light column, and a dark red wound appeared on his right leg.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but the light column swept around, and even Ling Qingzi was within the range of the light column attack. Fortunately, the Taoist priest holding the sword had not let go of his guard and avoided it from afar before he was not injured. Ling Qingzi’s eyes turned cold and he shouted in a low voice:
"Daimao! You want to betray the master's sect!"
The white tiger phantom was angry and turned his head to look at Hei Feng and Ling Qingzi. The old Taoist priest's body's mouth was a little red from the corners of his mouth...
Is this caused by anger and bleeding?
The wolf demon hiding in the underground cave almost laughed and cried, and he hurriedly recited the already skillful mantra of asking the heart to divert his attention.
I worked hard to seek revenge. When standing in front of my enemies, the most tragic thing is not being defeated, but that my enemies can't remember myself at all...
With a fierce momentum and a powerful look, standing in front of the younger generation, the most tragic thing is not to be forgotten, but to be regarded as a mount and a name in public...
"Children, if you talk about seniority, you still want to call me uncle, it's your turn to bark here! Legend has it that the inheritance of the ancient demon clan is in the Black Wind Mountain. The ghost immortal I got can easily become, and I will never be too angry anymore!"
"Heifeng, if you hadn't driven me away from Hushan before you became the demon king, how could I have been wandering to Qingcheng Temple for people to drive me!"
The White Tiger pounced on him and attacked the Black Wind King. Ling Qingzi wandered around the periphery, controlling the magic sword to draw Lengzi and shoot out golden light, responsible for long-range attacks. After the White Tiger called to defeat the final purpose of this battle, the three-party melee officially broke out!
It turns out that the Hushan Village is located in Hushan, the territory of the White Tiger Demon back then. I don’t know if the thin tiger that was swallowed into his belly is the descendant of the White Tiger Demon…
The battle between the two demon kings and one golden elixir became more and more intense, and the combat area seemed to be bombarded by saturated attacks. On the ground, Qingcheng Temple Foundation Establishment Cultivator changed his strategy, one person held the two generals' Green Snake Sword, and the other person rushed into the demon army formation with his sword, and slashed and killed.
The Black Wind King fights one against two without any disadvantages, but from the perspective of the wolf demon, he always feels that he has focused part of his attention on the area of ​​the Lao Yao Garden. Due to the existence of the ban, he isolates the relatively rich spiritual energy around the Lao Yao Garden. Ling Qingzi and others have not found any abnormalities, but the longer the time goes on, the greater the risk of exposure.
The white tiger's phantom became more and more crazy, and it was a desperate fight. It didn't care about the body of the old Taoist priest. With the blessing of the demon king's magic, the strength of the body was greatly enhanced, and it could temporarily withstand the attack of the Black Wind King's demon body. Ling Qingzi activated the sword light and kept moving at high speed. At the same time, many talismans were shot out like money, turning into arrow rain!
The foot of the mountain suddenly shook slightly, and the wolf demon felt the most obvious. The vibration was below the medicine garden, but it was not heard through the soil. It seemed that the Black Wind Mountain hundreds of feet high had life, making a heartbeat sound from another space, which directly acted in the minds of all living beings within a radius of hundreds of miles!
It seemed that a huge suction force was generated from the ground. The foundation-building cultivator who was flying in the air could not control the flying sword and staggered to the ground. The remaining demon soldiers stopped attacking after hearing the shock, as if they had seen natural enemies, and their bodies were trembling!
Could it be that the cave of the ancient demon clan is about to be born?
The Black Wind King was shocked and a roar came out. A group of black shadows rushed out from the locust trees on the top of the mountain, connecting the momentum and turning into an extremely huge soul crow. The black and shiny feathers reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, and their eyes emitted a terrifying blood-red light. A figure stood on his head, which seemed to be wearing a white mourning scarf. After closer inspection, it was the demon leaf clone of General Heifeng Mountain.
The clone of the general and the soul crow group were strangely combined, and the momentum was no less than that of Ling Qingzi in the Golden Pill stage. The Black Wind King laughed, "The plague-ridden daihu is still not safe after his death. Let the soul crow that has been raised in the mountain field play with you for a hundred years. I will swallow the small miscellaneous hairs in Qingcheng Temple first!"
The general was still expressionless, and the soul crows made a shrill cry, like a group of rats who had been hungry for half a year, pounced on the White Tiger Demon. The white tiger behind the old Taoist priest clearly had something to do with reality and magic, but it was attached to the phantom by the soul crow, and the bird's beak was pecked out hard, swallowing the phantom into its belly!
The phantom of the white tiger was like a worm entangled by an ant colony. Although a large number of soul crows exploded and died while waving their claws, the dead soul crow did not turn into blood rain and fell to the ground. Instead, it merged with the phantom of the giant soul crow, creating a sense of flesh and blood solidification. The general's robe turned from green to yellow, and his momentum gradually decreased, and the red eyes of the giant soul crow became more and more agile.
The wolf demon felt a little nervous. Because the general was usually expressionless, Lang Xing paid a lot of attention to his eyes. The giant soul crow's eyes turned into a shadow of the general!
Chapter completed!