The sudden human voice startled Shi Zhongqin and the others, and they hurriedly scattered around, searching for the source of the loud sound with their spiritual senses.
Soon, they discovered Nanlong Hou, who was floating dozens of feet away, wrapped in black demonic energy, and his eyes glowing with silver evil light.
As one of the few monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in Tiannan, Shi Zhongqin and the bearded man had both seen Nanlong Hou at trade fairs or other occasions, so they recognized him at a glance.
"Fellow Taoist Nanlong, what do you mean by what you just said?"
Something was obviously not right about the appearance of Marquis Nanlong. The bearded man pretended to ask questions, but in fact he had secretly sent a message to the other three people, preparing to join forces to kill them.
"Want to kill me? Jiejie, if you monks in the human world can do it, how can I see the light of day again today!
For the coming of the Holy Ancestor, please obediently offer your Nascent Soul to me!"
However, before he finished speaking, Shi Zhongqin and four others launched an offensive at the same time.
I saw that Shi Zhongqin offered up a condensed light mirror and shot out a green divine light to cover "Nanlong Hou";
Wuyouzi waved his fly whisk, rolled out thousands of white silk threads, and wrapped them around the waist of "Nanlong Marquis";
The bearded man roared angrily and slashed down the "Nanlong Marquis" on the head with his golden giant sword;
The skinny old man used his natal flying knife to stab various vital points of "Nanlong Hou"!
The four people's attacks were not only extremely powerful, but also coordinated well, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.
If "Nanlong Marquis" is still the original Nanlong Marquis, facing such an offensive, he will definitely hate it.
However, "Nanlong Hou" suddenly waved his arms, and the sound of "clang, clang" was heard one after another. The thin old man's flying knives were all deflected by his body alone.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his arms and caught the bearded man's golden giant sword with a pair of fleshy palms.
While the four of them were horrified, they noticed that "Nanlong Hou"'s arms were black and shiny, covered with long purple-red thick tendons, and his palms were extremely rough, filled with black energy, as if they were ghost claws.
But even with such a pair of arms, after receiving a full blow from the two Nascent Soul monks, they were unscathed!
The next moment, "Nanlong Hou"'s whole body was ignited with bloody demonic flames, instantly burning the white threads wrapped around his torso.
Moreover, the bloody demonic flame spread along his palm and onto the golden giant sword of the bearded man.
Immediately, the bearded man felt that his connection with the golden giant sword was greatly reduced. This magical weapon of his was about to be taken away by the other party!
After trying to use the golden giant sword to break free from the opponent's restraints to no avail, the bearded man looked grim and actually blew up his own magic weapon!
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the fragments of the golden giant sword were wrapped in golden spiritual explosions, shooting wildly in all directions.
Shi Zhongqin withdrew the condensed light mirror that had been ineffective from beginning to end, and looked intently at the center of the spiritual explosion.
The power of self-destruction of a monk's natal magic weapon in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is enough to rival a blow from a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, at such a close distance, even if the opponent does not die, he will definitely be seriously injured.
However, the next moment, the opponent's disappearing aura surged again, and appeared strangely not far away!
"You are really ungrateful!"
The cold voice of "Nanlong Hou" came faintly from behind the bearded man, and then a ghost hand penetrated his Dantian from behind and grabbed his Nascent Soul.
"How could you..."
The bearded man never imagined that he was decisive enough after he clearly sensed that something was wrong, but still could not escape the disaster.
Before he could finish his words, "Nanlong Hou" stuffed his Nascent Soul into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it directly.
Then, the terrifying face of "Nanlong Hou" showed a look of satisfaction, and his eyes shone with even stronger greed.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord! What kind of evil spirit is this!"
Wuyouzi was so frightened by the scene of "Nanlong Hou" giving birth to Nascent Soul that he sacrificed two magic weapons for self-protection.
"This evil thing escapes too fast. We must work together to kill him so that we can survive!"
Although Shi Zhongqin was also very frightened, after seeing the other party's strange escape, she knew that there was no hope of escape. She had to fight hard to have a chance of survival.
Immediately, she spoke to remind the two people who were already thinking of quitting.
Wuyouzi and the skinny old man were both monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul. The four of them had been vaguely divided into two factions before. One of them was headed by Shi Zhongqin and assisted by Wuyouzi. The other group was headed by the bearded man, the skinny old man.
The old man is the assistant.
Now, the bearded man suddenly died. The skinny old man from Huadaowu suddenly retreated for fear of being assassinated by the two men.
Although Shi Zhongqin had expressed his intention to fight to the death, he still did not believe it.
Therefore, after a feint, the skinny old man ignored Shi Zhongqin and directly used his secret technique to escape for his life.
As soon as he set up the escape light, "Nanlong Hou" stared at him.
For the Blood Flame Demon Soul, if he devours one more Nascent Soul, he can recover one more soul power. The stronger the soul power, the stronger his combat power will be, and it will be easier to obtain the monk Nascent Soul.
Therefore, the lonely Yuanying monk is obviously his best prey.
At that moment, "Nanlong Hou"'s body was filled with black energy, and with a movement of his body, a series of afterimages appeared, heading towards the skinny old man who was escaping!
Sensing the rapidly approaching "Nanlong Hou", the skinny old man didn't care about regrets and tried his best to hold a red sun golden shield behind his back. With a sudden movement in his heart, he poured almost all his magic power into it.
As long as he resists the next blow, he will have a chance to use his magical power to turn his body into a sword to escape!
Under such a desperate move by the skinny old man, the aura of the Red Sun Golden Shield increased by more than a foot.
However, when "Nanlong Hou" chased him close, he still slapped him down without any fear.
When the black ghost claws and the red spiritual light came into contact, they immediately made a "chichi" sound, but "Nanlong Hou" remained expressionless, and the ghost claws also penetrated the light curtain with force and hit the shield!
Fortunately, the efforts of the skinny old man were not in vain. Although the Red Sun Golden Shield whined after receiving this blow, he finally resisted.
The skinny old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, the color on his face recovered a little, and his figure gradually coincided with the light of the sword.
But at this moment, "Nanlong Hou" curled up the corners of his mouth slightly with a sarcastic look on his face.
The next moment, blood flames ignited on his ghost claws again. With this addition, the five fingers of the ghost claws immediately dug into the shield.
Immediately afterwards, "Nanlong Hou" suddenly used his strength and grabbed a big hole out of the red sun golden shield.
Immediately, he formed a knife with his claws, and stretched out his arm strangely. It suddenly pierced the heart of the thin old man like a magic spear.
With a powerful vomit, the skinny old man's body suddenly exploded into blood foam.
At this time, a black spiritual light flashed, and a Nascent Soul villain appeared with a set of flying knives in his arms, and escaped dozens of feet in the blink of an eye.
Just when the skinny old man Yuanying was about to use his magical powers to escape, a long black and purple tongue poked out from between his eyebrows...