Chapter 42 Even Demons Are So Curious These Years!
As soon as he finished speaking, the restrictions on the flying boat behind him were wide open, blood mist filled the air, and underneath there was a deck of dead bodies lying everywhere.
The disciples were stunned.Σ(?д?|||)??
Where are the corpses in that place?
They were broken into pieces as if they had been eaten by something, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh and bones.
Seeing this, Xun Lingxiang couldn't help but feel happy that she had just believed Cheng Yuan's words.
I still remember that the undistinguished-looking female disciple came up to me and told her that there was only one person on the flying boat, so she must not get out of the flying boat, lest she fall into the opponent's trick.
She was dubious, but for the safety of Yi Feizhou's disciples, she still tried it out. If there was a misunderstanding, it would not be too late to apologize to the demon master of Qingyan City.
Unexpectedly, this person with the surname Li would reveal his true colors so quickly.
"He doesn't take us seriously at all."
The moment he saw the scene on the flying boat clearly, another Jindan deacon controlled the flying boat and fired a giant spirit cannon without saying a word!
At such a close range, the flying boat on the opposite side was instantly blasted, and the entire flying boat was ignited with blazing flames and was on the verge of collapse.
Li Wangchen, however, was well prepared and ducked out of the way.
Teng Yunqi lifted up his robe in the mist, revealing a black fancy dress underneath. The most eye-catching thing was the large chain with five skulls hanging on his waist.
These five skulls have gone through countless years of refining, and their dark shells have long been coated with oil and shine.
But I saw a skull that instantly enlarged and opened its mouth to absorb all the flames on the flying boat.
The skull also turned from black to red, and when it opened its mouth again, a scorching fire dragon spurted out towards them.
The flying boat took off into the sky, and a clear water dragon rushed out. Water and fire met, and the sky was filled with heavy fog.
Deacon Jindan found the right moment and flew out of the flying boat with a tree demon to fight with it.
The spells flew together and the figures dispersed. Cheng Yan looked carefully and could barely see clearly the fight between two people and a demon.
This Li Wangchen, whose cultivation level was not inferior to that of Deacon Jindan, was so ruthless that Deacon Jindan was at a disadvantage in just a few rounds.
What is suffocating is that his demon has not yet appeared.
Jingle bells!
The collision of the five skulls made a harsh sound, making the Qi Refining disciples on the flying boat dizzy.
Cheng Yuan felt a little nauseous, and when she heard Elder Xun moan softly, her ears and eyes suddenly became brighter. That feeling disappeared, and a small spiritual butterfly appeared on her shoulder, flickering and flapping its wings.
Ari was curious and stretched out his paw to pat it.
The spirit butterfly turned into dots of white light and disappeared.
On that side, several sky-reaching long silk ribbons flew out together, blocking the body of Deacon Jindan, receiving a fatal blow and pulling Deacon Jindan back.
"You remnant of Fusheng Palace! How dare you show up here!"
Elder Xun took back Bai Ling and scolded her coldly.
Lin Jialuo exclaimed: "That skull! It is the status symbol of Xiji Fusheng Palace.
One represents the beheading of hundreds of people, and the five hanging on this man's head indicate that the evil spirit has killed five hundred monks.
Rumor has it that the sect’s beheaded white heads become inner sect elites, and those with thousands of heads become deacons. Those at the elder level are all evil ghosts crawling out of hell.”
Hearing this, Cheng Yuan felt aversion to cold.
Even evil spirits are so involved these days that killing people is beyond the hierarchy!
The Fusheng Palace is the most vicious sect in the West. The disciples in the sect are all evil heretics and are not included in the demon-controlling sect. Instead, they take killing and bloodthirsty as their main sect.
More than a thousand years ago, this sect was eliminated by several major demon-controlling sects in the West. Unfortunately, the Centipede Insect was dead but not dead. In recent years, the remnants of the Fusheng Palace have resurrected and often appear near remote towns like them. p>
Li Wangchen's smile was twisted, and his eyes revealed a cruel and fierce light.
"The remnants? Hey, you claim to be a righteous people, but in fact you are just a group of sanctimonious cowards."
As Li Wangchen raised his hand, a large cloud of gray mist rose from behind the flying boat.
When passing by the flying boat, the corpses on the deck instantly turned gray.
"It's death energy! Everyone, be careful!" Elder Xun shouted and cast a spell in his hand.
Hearing a 'boom' sound, the flying boat fired another giant spirit cannon, and then like a squid after spraying ink, it instantly retreated thousands of meters away.
The Qi Refining disciples on the flying boat all rolled to the side, and screams came one after another.
Elder Xun couldn't care less, and she controlled the flying boat to retreat at full speed.
"Ouch, I must have missed the auspicious day when I went out today. How could I meet such a big devil?" Lin Jialuo got up from the ground and rummaged through his storage bag.
"I remember I bought a bead before. Can it resist the energy of death?"
Cheng Yan ignored his soliloquy. She was shocked by the various monsters thrown out by the Xianqi Sect foundation-building disciples in front of her.
The earth-type mountain monsters, who were as honest as city walls, covered the sky with overwhelming force, and instantly wrapped themselves around the protective formation, turning the flying boat into a fortress.
A wind-type dog demon and a scallop siren teamed up to control the wind, causing strong winds and pushing the airship to accelerate instantly.
Beast forms and plant demons showed their abilities and gathered behind the flying boat, constantly attacking Li Wangchen who was chasing behind him.
There are even demons who are good at long-range attacks, and they all fire spells, blasting out one spell after another in the rear.
As expected of the foundation-building seniors selected by the sect, they have quite a tacit understanding in fending off enemies.
Low-level demon control masters like Cheng Yuan can only act within the scope of their abilities. If they can, they will act. If they can't, they should hide and avoid causing trouble.
But they obviously didn't expect that Li Wangchen came well prepared. The airship he controlled was a group of airships from Qingyan City. Although it was riddled with holes by the giant spirit cannon they had just bombarded, its forward speed was actually as fast as
They are equally matched.
If they hadn't been blessed by the wind dog demon and the scallop siren, they would have been overtaken by now.
In a moment, another golden elixir deacon's demon stood on top of the flying boat.
It was a giant overlord tree demon, and the spikes all over its body were fired together, turning into dense arrows that filled the sky and covered the earth.
Li Wangchen smiled sarcastically and hit him directly with his flying boat.
The spikes shattered in the impact and fell from the sky. One by one, layer by layer, the spiritual light shattered, like pear blossoms falling in a rainstorm.
Finally, the flying boat's protective formation began to crack under the high-intensity attack.
Boom! Fire shoots into the sky!
Li Wangchen disappeared the moment the flying boat exploded.
Deacon Jindan frowned: "Elder Xun, he is missing."
Elder Xun quickly exchanged places with him: "Just control the flying boat and let me meet him."
Elder Xun stood at the bow of the boat, her clothes flying, but her face gradually became ugly.
She couldn't see any trace of the evil spirit.
Is it possible that he just ran away?
At this time, she saw the unattractive female disciple approaching again.
"Elder, there!"
Cheng Yuan pointed toward the clouds on the left. Without saying a word, Elder Xun raised his hand and countless white spiritual butterflies flew out of the airship, converging into a huge spiritual butterfly king in the air.
The Spirit Butterfly King flapped its wings, and hurricanes rolled in that direction.
The hurricane came and tore the clouds apart. Li Wangchen had nowhere to hide and appeared in front of people.
He was astonished in his heart. Although the cultivation level of the Xian Qimen Demon Control Master was one level worse than his, he could find his traces so easily. Could it be that there is some mysterious technique?
But, so what, with so many trolls, you still hope to defeat him?