Looking at the thunder and fire evil ghost roaring towards him, Lord Leng Ming sneered, dragged up the blood-red sword, swung it from bottom to top, and a surge of blood energy surged out, directly splitting the evil ghost in half.
However, as Wang Tiezhu punched again, more thunder and fire demons came, and for a moment the fire illuminated the dark sky, illuminating the faces of every disciple in the defensive formation below.
"Isn't this too strong?"
A disciple looked at Wang Tiezhu who was fighting Venerable Leng Ming back and forth in the air, his eyes were blank, and he sighed with a dull look on his face.
"Senior Brother Wang, are we cultivating the same path?"
Beside him, another disciple couldn't help but sigh.
Not to mention that when everyone was generally in the Mysterious Realm, Wang Tiezhu had already entered the Extreme Realm.
The problem is that with his cultivation in the Extreme Realm, he is actually able to fight against the demonic cultivation in the Extreme Yang Realm!
There is a huge difference between the two of them!
"No wonder he was accepted as a disciple by the acting head of Senior Brother, it's really extraordinary!"
Listening to the comments of the people around him, Lu Qinan's face turned pale, he snorted coldly, and began to adjust his breathing.
Zhang Tingruo walked up to Liu Weizhi and Ye Huanxi, put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "As expected of Brother Tiezhu, he always exceeds our expectations!"
Liu Weizhi smiled but said nothing.
Because she had known for a long time that Wang Tiezhu was not a mortal, and he was full of incredible things. Ye Huanxi also looked at Wang Tiezhu who was fighting fiercely with the Lord of the Leng Ming Tribe in the air, his eyes flickering, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Lord Leng Ming looked at the overwhelming thunder and fire demons and frowned.
"It's useless! In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain!"
He roared angrily, and the bloody sword in his hand suddenly stretched out, turning into a giant blade that covered the sky and the sun. As he swung it, strong winds rose in all directions.
The souls of the monster beasts rushed out one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they swallowed up the thunder and fire evil ghosts used by Wang Tiezhu.
Seeing the souls of these monster beasts, Wang Tiezhu's heart moved, and he remembered the pillless monster beasts he had seen before.
While he was thinking, those monster souls continued to attack him after devouring the thunder and fire ghosts all over the sky.
Faced with the souls of these monster beasts who were at the lowest Xuanyang level, Wang Tiezhu had a very difficult time dealing with them. He had no time to fight back and could only protect himself from harm.
The sight of Wang Tiezhu surrounded by the souls of monster beasts was reflected in the pupils of Lord Leng Ming, and a smile broke out on his face.
"Boy, how about my beast soul demon sword? In order to refine it, all the demon beasts in this mountain forest and above the extreme realm have been extracted from the demon elixir and stripped of their souls. You are lucky to be the first to experience it.
Powerful man!"
Wang Tiezhu swung a punch and knocked back the soul of a monster beast with a serious look on his face.
Under the siege of these monster souls, his spiritual power declined rapidly.
Even though Taixuan Hunyuan Gong is constantly generating new spiritual power, the consumption speed is much faster than the new generation speed. He already feels a little weak and cannot resist all the attacks from the monster souls.
There were several traces of blood.
Fortunately, with the protection of the dragon scale inner armor, these scars were only superficial and did not damage the roots.
But Wang Tiezhu knew in his heart that if he didn't break the situation, his spiritual power would be exhausted sooner or later.
Even if you have dragon scale inner armor by then, it will be nothing more than a stronger sandbag, unable to withstand the constant attacks of these monster souls!
"His grandma, what should I do?"
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wang Tiezhu clenched his teeth and looked at the demonic beast souls surrounding him with a gloomy expression.
…
Outside the trial area.
A figure flew through the air in an instant, and not long after, three beams of blood mist followed, chasing him.
"Oh my god, are these demon cultivators so good at chasing after them?!"
Xu Jianxing looked back at the rolling blood mist with a sad look on his face. Ever since he met them on the outskirts of the central mountain forest, he had been chased by these demonic cultivators without stopping at all.
If you didn’t know that you had the Wind-Contending Talisman, you might have become their dead soul!
"Fortunately, I had the foresight to spend most of my fortune on this talisman, hahaha! You three demon cultivators, just follow your grandfather Xu and eat ashes!"
Xu Jianxing laughed loudly, turned around, and was about to increase his escape speed by another level, but he felt that the breeze under his feet was gradually dissipating.
"No...no way!"
His expression changed drastically, and he counted with his fingers, almost two hours had passed since he used this talisman.
"No! Grandpa Fu! You are my biological grandfather! Please keep holding on! We will be there soon!"
However, this air-controlling wind-walking talisman didn't seem to want to have another grandson. It collapsed faster and faster, and Xu Jianxing's escape speed became slower and slower.
The three demon cultivators behind were overjoyed when they saw this, and they chased this kid all the way, completely consuming all his treasures!
"Brothers, come on! Catch this kid and leave here immediately! We are already very close to the Tianjian Sect's headquarters! Don't cause too much trouble! Fight quickly!"
"yes!"
Xu Jianxing couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead as he watched the three streaks of blood mist behind him suddenly attack.
"Damn it! Could it be that Xu Jianxing, the immortal Immortal Xiaoyao, is going to perish here today?"
He wailed, and the breeze beneath him completely dissipated, and he fell straight into the woods below, and the demon cultivators behind him also entered the woods.
Xu Jianxing held a fiery red spiritual sword and looked at the three black figures in front of him with a pale face.
"You...don't come here! I...I'm very powerful!"
He said this, but his constantly shaking body and his trembling lips revealed his true thoughts.
Seeing this situation, the three demon cultivators laughed and said sarcastically: "Boy, are you considered a disciple of the Litian Sword Sect like this? It's really embarrassing! Hahaha!"
"I……"
Xu Jianxing was about to continue to retreat, but he felt that he was blocked by something. When he touched it with his backhand, it turned out to be a towering tree. His legs went weak and he fell down.
Seeing his embarrassment, the three demon cultivators laughed even more crazily. Usually they were chased by these righteous disciples, but now that the roles were reversed, they felt indescribably happy!
"Hey! Boy, if you admit that the Litian Sword Sect is a hypocrite with a false temperament and is not as good as my Mahakala Tiangong, how about we spare your life?"
Seeing that Xu Jianxing was unable to resist, the three demon cultivators wanted to tease him and were not in a hurry to capture him. In their eyes, this little Xuanzhen realm sword cultivator could no longer make any trouble.
"impossible!"
Unexpectedly, Xu Jianxing's face became angry, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You demon cultivators and evildoers! How many people have been harmed, and everyone has to kill them! I thought I was one of the five sects of Litian Sword Sect, and all of them were chivalrous and righteous people!
