On Shaoyuan Mountain, the old demon Heisha who was in the black hall suddenly stood up and snorted coldly.
With a wave of his sleeves, the light in the hall blurred for a moment, and the person appeared in the sky ten miles away.
The old demon detective Heisha grabbed his hand, and the black cloud that was more than a hundred acres in size above the black hall on the top of Shaoyuan Mountain shrank sharply and turned into a seemingly inconspicuous gray pouch, which flew into his hand.
There was a faint, sad, miserable, and ferocious howling sound coming from the gray pouch, as if there were countless evil spirits and ghosts hiding in it, which was very creepy.
Looking at the majestic purple beam of light bombarding fiercely, the old devil Black Sand's fingers were like playing a pipa, flicking as fast as lightning, and saw dozens of barrel-thick dark red thunder lights appearing in the void in front of him.
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Each ray of lightning is like a ferocious monster python, exuding a violent and cold aura. When others look at it from a distance, they will feel an electric shock, numbing and tingling.
The lightning was tangled and entangled, forming a huge net that hit the sky, facing the purple light pillar.
The dark red thunder light collided with the purple light beam, causing a violent crackling sound.
Then the thunder net changed, gathering together to wrap the purple beam of light, blocking its incoming force. The two were entangled together, the purple energy and the thunder light canceled each other out, and quickly dissipated in the air.
"Situ Laoer, why are you so crazy?"
The old devil Heisha was holding the Sandbag of Sanpo Shen in his hand, his tone was not kind, and his face was not very good-looking. Anyone who was knocked at the door for no reason would not be in a good mood.
At this time, the enemy was in front of him. He completely let go of his aura and no longer restrained it. His whole body exuded a fierce and cold aura. He was obviously not tall, but the aura around him was as deep as the ocean, deep and terrifying!
In the entire Shaoyuan Mountain, whether they were the slaves of the aborigines or the players who had become the registered disciples of the Black Sand Demon, they were all swaying around, unable to stand firmly, and breathing hard, as if their hearts had been hit by a sudden blow.
It feels like holding it with just one hand, and it feels unspeakably uncomfortable.
Opposite the old devil of Heisha, there is a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and holding a purple jade in his hand. He has an majestic appearance, his eyes are gloomy and radiant, and he has a long beard on his chin, showing a bit of elegance.
Arrogant.
"The Soul-killing Yin Lei...yes, it was you who killed my son Haoran!"
Seeing the dark red thunder light, Situ Yanghui smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. There was only an extremely angry and calm look. He raised his hand and smashed out the purple jade Ruyi, "Heisha, suffer death!"
Purple Jade Ruyi came out of her hand. The seemingly delicate, crystal-clear and fragile Jade Ruyi showed an unparalleled domineering demeanor at this time.
It grew in the wind and quickly grew to a size of a hundred feet. The huge Ruyi's surface was filled with rays of light and purple air, like a small mountain. It bombarded the Black Sand Old Demon head-on with the force of Mount Tai.
"Situ, don't think that because your Zixia Sect has two golden elixirs, I'm afraid of you!"
The old demon of Black Sand showed a cold look:
"I'm telling you, I didn't kill your son at all!"
That being said, when faced with such a terrifying blow, his reaction was not slow and he responded quickly.
The soul-sparing sandbag in his hand was thrown out, and it quickly grew to the size of a hill, blowing out streams of black and gray wind, mixed with ferocious dark red lightning and countless tiny grains of soul-killing magic sand, as well as countless ferocious evil ghosts.
, evil spirits, skeletons, and demons were also mixed in, making extremely shrill howls, turning into a huge gray-black rope, winding around Ziyu Ruyi, blocking its incoming force.
"You didn't kill him? Hahaha..."
Situ Yanghui laughed out loud as if he had heard some big joke. The sound shook Shao Yuanshan below and began to tremble slightly: "Who else in Tongzhou, or even in the surrounding states, can use this soul-killing thunder.
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"What's more, my son is a special yang spirit body. When my son was promoted to Daoji, who was secretly coveting him?"
The old devil Heisha was speechless and opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Yes, he has coveted Situ Haoran's physique. This kind of physique is the best for refining Yin Demon. But he coveted it, but he never really took action!
Wow, this time the yellow mud really fell into my crotch, it was either shit or shit!
Situ Yanghui stretched out his finger mercilessly, and swish, swish, seven sword lights flew out from his body. Each sword light emitted a cold light, full of spirituality, and together they formed a large formation, covering the direction.
Black Sand Old Demon.
The seven swords, light and energy were connected and combined together, bringing unparalleled pressure to the old demon Heisha.
In addition to escape techniques and alchemy techniques, the inheritance of Zixia Sect also includes the exquisite inheritance of swordsmanship.
This sword formation is the embodiment of the mastery of swordsmanship!
The majestic pressure and fine sword energy released inadvertently from the sword formation crushed some of the spiritual fields and pavilions below, making Old Demon Heisha feel his heart twitch.
If a cultivator wants to achieve success, he must have four things: wealth, love, law, and earth. The following things are all his foundation! It was the wealth he accumulated after wiping out the Xu family!
The Old Black Sand Demon waved his sleeves, and seven or forty-nine dark stars and black sand flew out, each the size of a chicken, wrapped in deep and solid black magic light, and started a fierce battle with the sword formation.
The black sand from the meteorite collided with the indestructible sword light, and was not damaged at all. Instead, the sword light swayed and flickered, flickering on and off, showing a terrifying lethality.
Each piece of black sand looks small and agile, but in fact it is made from the star meteorite spirit iron which he spent decades of hard work as the main material. The star meteorite spirit iron is a rare heavy and hard thing in the world.
The piercing power of each strike of the refined Starfall Black Sand is extremely terrifying and can easily penetrate a hill.
Ordinary Daoji monks will be injured if they are rubbed, and die if they are touched.
It is true that the Sanso God Sandbag is the magic weapon refined by the Black Sand Old Demon, but these forty-nine Star Meteor Black Sands are his real means of defeating the enemy!
The two golden elixir great monks started a fierce battle, and the sound spread in all directions. Everyone within a radius of hundreds of miles could hear the deafening sound of the fierce confrontation.
Many mountain people and players who were closer had expressions of pain on their faces, their heads were shaken dizzy by the sound, and blood flowed from their ears.
They didn't care to watch this rare scene of fighting, and fled in all directions, trying to stay away from this unnecessary disaster.
Yongle Town.
Looking at the two huge light groups in the distance, one black and one purple, exuding an extremely strong sense of presence, Zhuge Tiedan, Wuji, Shenwang Baxia and others were stunned.
Even though they were nearly a hundred miles away, they could clearly feel the terrifying pressure coming from those two light groups, making their hearts heavy and quite uncomfortable.