Not long after Taoist Yu arrived, before Yang Shenggong had time to be happy, he saw a thunder suddenly come and hit his body-protecting aura fiercely.
In an instant, the aura of the jade plaque above Yang Shenggong's head dimmed, and it immediately broke into several pieces. The thunder light broke through Yang Shenggong's defensive magic weapon, but its power remained unabated. It hit the top of Yang Shenggong's head fiercely, causing his own body-protecting treasure to light up.
Can't stand it.
Yang Shenggong's sect did not have a very deep foundation. He was the first monk in the Yuheng Sect to become a Yuan Shen, and he blazed a trail all by himself.
His talent and understanding are not much worse than Zhang Zhixuan Qingchan, on the contrary, he may be even better.
It's just that their chances and luck are too different. Although their cultivation levels are the same, their magical powers are far inferior to those of Zhang Zhixuan and his wife.
Yang Shenggong only had one soul magical weapon on his body, and he still relied on clever plundering. His defensive magical weapon was only a sixth-level high-grade weapon, and it was of no use at all in the battle with the red-blooded old demon.
After losing the protective treasure, a blood shadow flashed away and fell on Yang Shenggong in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Yang Shenggong's body shriveled up, and he died easily at the hands of the old red-blooded demon.
Yang Shenggong practiced Taoism for three thousand years, and after untold hardships, he became the Yuanshen and became the leading figure in the Yuanyang world. As a result, when the two worlds merged, the power of heaven declined. When he encountered the red-blooded ancestor, he failed to escape in advance and died in an instant.
For dust.
Originally, he was with Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan, and was protected by the Purple Qi Xuan Gang, so he would not be easily defeated and die. Unfortunately, he was frightened by the old red-blooded demon and chose to disperse and escape. At the most critical moment, he made the wrong choice and let
Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan failed to rescue him and died easily at the hands of the old devil.
The red-blooded old demon refined Yang Shenggong's Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit. It was as if he had taken a big tonic pill and became even more ferocious. The sword light moved above the sea of blood and kept hitting the Purple Qi Xuan Gang. It seemed that
I want to make persistent efforts to kill Zhang Zhixuan and his wife.
Although Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan's magical powers can restrain the blood nerves, their magic power is too different from that of the old red-blooded demon. In just half an hour, under the crazy squeeze of the sea of blood, tiny tiny holes have appeared on the Purple Qi Xuan Gang.
The crack looks like it won't last long.
After feeling the pressure, Zhang Zhixuan shook his sleeves, and a golden lotus floated above his head. The golden lotus released golden light, which shone on the sea of blood and immediately melted the sea of blood, forcing the sea of blood back a hundred miles at once.
, making the red-blooded old demon frown secretly.
The Golden Lotus of Merit is a treasure brought down from the upper realm by the Formless Arhat. The Golden Lotus of Merit released by it is extremely capable of restraining magic spells.
Regardless of any magic method, once you encounter the divine light of merit, you will immediately retreat. As soon as this treasure comes out, the old devil will immediately feel troublesome.
The old devil released the Red Blood Divine Sword, the spiritual weapon, and wanted to cut the Golden Lotus of Merit to the ground.
The Scarlet Blood Divine Sword, a magic weapon, has been upgraded to the seventh-level mid-level by the old devil. The bloody sword light was seen flying across the sky, and there was a sudden thunder, piercing the Golden Lotus of Merit from front to back and up and down.
Although the Golden Lotus of Merit is powerful, it is a relatively fragile treasure.
Although it can restrain magic, it is defeated by flying swords and other treasures.
Seeing that the old demon had sacrificed the Red Blood Divine Sword and wanted to cut down the Lotus of Merit, Qingchan was naturally unwilling to let him do so. The aura of the blue sea tide sword appeared, and two sword lights, one blue and one red, fought in one place.
Qing Chan refined the Tianhe True Water, and his Taoist skills were not far behind those of Old Demon, and his understanding of swordsmanship was even slightly better. The grades of the two Yuan Shen Flying Swords were also very different, and for a moment they were in a stalemate.
The old devil only relied on his strong magic power to barely gain a slight advantage.
The red-blooded old demon saw that his flying sword was only a draw with the enemy, and he could not take advantage of it. He thought to himself: "There are only a few people who have experienced many enemies in their lives, and their swordsmanship is as good as this. Except for Qingyunzi,
In addition, Liu Xuanyan's swordsmanship is not weaker than that of me. In addition, Zhang Zhixuan's magical power restrains me, and it may be difficult to defeat the opponent for a while. These two people are favored by heaven, and they must practice the Taoist Book of Heaven. No wonder they are arrogant and dare to
Use it as bait to catch me? Let’s see how much she weighs?”
The old devil secretly used his magic power, pointed his finger in the air and shouted: "Sick!"
The red-blooded divine sword pierced the sky, emitted bursts of screams, turned into hundreds of sword lights, and struck down Zhang Zhixuan and his wife head-on.
The old demon used the method of dividing the sword light, which immediately made Qing Chan feel a little uncomfortable. The old magic power was much deeper than that of Qing Chan, and the sword light was also divided more. This method of convincing people with force was used here just right.
Seeing Qing Chan showing signs of decline, Zhang Zhixuan shouted loudly, a huge cauldron rose from above his head, and the Pure Yang Cauldron appeared.
The Pure Yang Cauldron hung over the blood sea, releasing a large amount of pure Yang fire, which collided with the demonic light of the blood sea, and made a loud thunderous noise, restraining the energy of the old red blood demon, preventing him from wholeheartedly fighting with him.
Green cicadas fighting swords.
Qingchan stared at the sky, purple energy flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly released a purple energy divine light, which fell on the old demon's red-blooded sword, instantly dispelling the red-blooded old demon's spiritual imprint.
The old demon had quick eyes and quick hands, and he noticed something was wrong early, and quickly put away the Red Blood Divine Sword to prevent this protective treasure from being snatched by Qing Chan.
"The heavenly book passed down by Taoist ancestors, the magical power is really tricky."
Seeing that the divine light of merit and virtue is invincible, like the scorching sun melting snow, it consumes a lot of the divine light of the old demon's blood sea. Zhang Zhixuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The golden lotus of merit and virtue consumes Zhang Zhixuan's own merit and merit. As long as he does good deeds, it will be good for Yuan Yuan.
The development of the Yang Realm is beneficial. What you do benefits all sentient beings in the Yuanyang Realm, and you can accumulate merit and merit, and then use your own merit to activate this treasure.
The old devil's blood sea divine light is the manifestation of his own mana. Every bit of it consumed needs to be replenished by the Blood God Son refining monk. After Qingyunzi became a Taoist, the old devil has not dared to hunt the monks for more than a thousand years. Every bit of it consumed requires the old devil to replenish it.
Mo An frowned.
Seeing that the divine light of merit is still endless and has no end in sight, the old devil pointed his hand and sacrificed the second soul magic weapon, the Blood Jade Seal. He saw the blood-red jade seal spinning in the air, turning into a tower in the blink of an eye.
The hill fell towards Zhang Zhixuan Qingchan.
Qingchan sneered, and controlled the Blue Sea Tide Sword to slash hard at the blood jade seal. The Blue Sea Tide Sword grew in the wind, and the sword light was like a sage who suddenly spread out, flying across the air, and slashed fiercely into the blood jade seal.
On top of the seal, the old devil's attack was in vain.
At the same time, Zhang Zhixuan's purple energy divine light power was immediately released, and two rays of purple divine light went straight into the blood jade treasure seal, dispelling the brand of divine consciousness engraved in the treasure seal by the old demon.
This time Qing Chan seized the opportunity first and immediately released a blast of Guishui God's thunder power, hitting the blood jade treasure seal hard. Then Bi Hai Chaosheng slashed hard, cutting the old Demon Yuan Shen's magic weapon into two pieces, completely
Destroyed this spiritual weapon and gave the old devil a helping hand.
The magic weapon of the magic monk is strange and unpredictable. Who knows what secret door it has left.
This kind of spiritual magic weapon that does not know how to follow cannot be used easily, so Qingchan didn't feel any distress and seized the opportunity to destroy this treasure.