Yingfeng never believed that a demon cultivator in the late stage of integration could unleash that level of attack. Maybe the restriction had a weak point.
Speaking of which, the female cultivator in black clothes in the main hall is the daughter of the leader of the Black Demon Tribe.
Being able to catch her is considered a good achievement.
"Miss!"
Seeing that the situation was over and there was no point in risking his life here anymore, Hei Xuan abandoned the two Mahayana from the Sky Demon Palace and quickly flew towards the main hall of the Black Demon City, hoping to escape with Kuroyukihime.
"Want to run? There's no way!"
Yingfeng shouted coldly, and his right hand turned into a golden eagle claw like a huge mountain, and chopped it down without ceremony.
The three-headed and six-armed black demon that Hei Xuan transformed into was unable to defend itself for a moment, and was split open with several huge wounds, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Another Mahayana from the Heavenly Demon Palace blocked Hei Xuan, making it difficult for him to fly.
"Oops."
Hei Xuan's face became extremely ugly, and for a while it was difficult to get rid of these two demon cultivators.
…
After Shen Lang broke through the restrictions outside the hall, he swaggered into the hall. "Who!"
Kuroyukihime was the only one left in the empty hall. She was so frightened that her delicate body shivered and she let out a panicked scream.
Shen Lang glanced at the stunningly beautiful Kuroyukihime and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the demon clan had such a beautiful female cultivator.
Just now I heard the Mahayana monk outside calling this female cultivator "Miss". It is estimated that she is the daughter of the leader of the Black Demon Clan.
"Die to this lady!"
When Kuroyukihime saw that the person who came was just a monk in the late stage of integration, she became bolder, with a hint of ferocity on her pretty face, she opened her mouth and spat out a pillar of black fire, attacking Shen Lang.
Not wanting to waste time, Shen Lang waved a dense sword light and blocked Kuroyukihime's blow.
At the same time, the light of the Hunyuan treasure boots under Shen Lang's feet increased, and he rushed in front of Kuroyukihime with lightning speed, pushed her to the ground, and grabbed the female cultivator's snow-white neck with one hand.
Before Kuroyukihime could react, Shen Lang restrained her.
Her pretty face flushed red and she said with difficulty: "Ahem! You... you dare to touch this lady? Do you know who this... this lady is? If you dare to hurt me, my father will definitely cut you into pieces...
Wan Duan!”
"Really?"
Shen Lang shrugged and sneered: "I don't care who your father is, tell me honestly where is the true blood of the black dragon that the Black Demon Tribe got? Otherwise, I will strangle you to death now!"
"You...how do you know that our Black Demon Clan has the true blood of the Black Dragon?" Kuroyukihime asked in shock.
"I asked you where the Black Dragon's true blood is, and I will not repeat this sentence a third time!" Shen Lang's face was expressionless, and the strength in his hands increased.
"I...said, I said! You...let go!"
After all, Kuroyukihime is a spoiled little girl. No monk in her life has dared to attack her like this. She doesn't want to die.
Shen Lang reduced his strength, Kuroyukihime coughed a few times, took out a jade porcelain bottle from the storage ring, and said hoarsely: "This... this is the true blood of the black dragon. At the beginning, we, the black demon clan, got a total of
More than thirty bottles of the Black Dragon's true blood are used to improve cultivation. Now they are almost used up."
Shen Lang was shocked and quickly snatched the jade porcelain bottle from Kuroyukihime's hand and opened the cork.
"boom!"
A small ball of pitch-black flame rose from the mouth of the bottle, containing terrifying power, burning a big hole in the space.
"World-destroying black flame!"
Shen Lang's eyes flashed and he recognized this black flame. It was indeed the black dragon's natal magical power, the world-destroying black flame.
I never expected that I could get a bottle of Black Dragon True Blood so easily.
In order to avoid being spied by the monks outside, Shen Lang quickly plugged the mouth of the bottle and put it away in his storage ring.
The true blood of the black dragon contains weak true dragon blood, and its effect is not inferior to that of lower-level true spirits.
For ordinary monks, as long as the attributes do not conflict, after taking the true blood directly and refining it, they can greatly increase their cultivation level! Moreover, it does not have any hidden dangers to the body, so it can be said to be the best thing to improve your cultivation level.
"This bottle of black dragon true blood is not enough, tell me where the other true blood is!" Shen Lang continued to threaten.
"I...I only have this bottle of Black Dragon True Blood, and a small amount of Black Dragon True Blood, which was given to some elders in the clan by my father." Kuroyukihime said pitifully.
From the tone of this girl's voice, it doesn't seem like she's lying.
In fact, Shen Lang can definitely use the soul-searching technique, but after all, this female cultivator is the daughter of the leader of the Black Demon Clan. If he kills her, the leader of the Black Demon Clan will definitely not let it go.
Shen Lang had no grudge against Kuroyukihime and felt that there was no need to kill her. "Last question, this hall is so well protected by the ban, is there any treasure house or something like that?" Shen Lang pinched Kuroyukihime's neck.
Neck, asked.
"Yes...and there were several bottles of the Black Dragon's true blood stored in the treasure house before! But just a few days ago, all the treasures in the treasure house were taken away by my father." Kuroyukihime replied cautiously.
Shen Lang frowned, it seemed that it was not that easy to get more black dragon true blood.
Only one bottle of the Black Dragon's true blood is definitely not enough. It will take at least four or five bottles before Shen Lang's Blood Spirit Immortal Body can swallow the Black Dragon's blood.
Just when Shen Lang was thinking this, something suddenly happened outside.
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Originally, the battle situation was already one-sided. Hundreds of fusion-stage monks from the demon clan led an army of hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators, almost massacring the monks in the Black Demon City.
The gap between the two sides was so great that almost all the monks in the city died.
Of the more than 300 fusion-stage monks from the Black Demon Tribe, less than a hundred were dead. The fifty fusion-stage monks who were still resisting desperately were also covered in scars and were almost on the verge of death.
Hei Xuan was also beaten up by two Mahayana from the Heavenly Demon Palace and was seriously injured.
Just when the demon army was about to completely annihilate the demon clan, a black space vortex suddenly appeared in the sky above the main city hall.
A huge spiritual warship flew out of the space vortex.
"No, it's the spirit boat of the Black Demon Clan!" Yingfeng, who was fighting, was shocked.
Seeing the reinforcements coming, Hei Xuan, who was covered in blood and flesh, shouted loudly: "Come and save me!"
There were actually four Mahayana monks standing at the bow of the spirit boat! The old man wearing black armor at the head was none other than Hei Jing, the leader of the Black Demon Clan, who cultivated in the late Mahayana period.
The middle-aged man in green robe standing next to him is the great elder of the Black Demon Clan in the middle stage of Mahayana.
"Four Mahayana monks!"
When the monks and casual cultivators at Tianyao Palace saw this scene, they gasped in fright. In addition, an even more unbelievable scene appeared.
On the deck of the Black Demon Clan's warship, there were ten humanoid monsters standing thousands of meters long!
These humanoid monsters are covered with black scales, covered with a layer of black silt and mucus, have a stinky smell, have sharp mouths and fangs, and have extremely ferocious faces.
"Far...ancient troll!"
Yingfeng's eyes widened.
How is it possible? The reinforcements of the Black Demon Clan actually brought the ancient troll. This ancient troll is violent by nature, how can it obediently obey the orders of the monks?
This is not the point. The reinforcements from the Black Demon Clan are too exaggerated. Four Mahayana monks, including the clan leader, have arrived. Now they are going to be doomed.