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Chapter 683 Thunder Gourd Magical Powers

It seems that I have encountered a bottleneck again, and I can't implement the things I thought of before!

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The three Dharma phase ancestors were surrounded by two Dharma phase level blood Shuras. This may sound incredible, but in fact it is the case.

Above the head of Patriarch Sanming, three oil lamps were constantly circling. One of the three sparks on the wick was a heaven-level spiritual fire, while the other two had also reached the upper-level earth level.

The Patriarch of Sanming originally obtained a heaven-level spiritual fire again in this Yingtian Dojo. He originally planned to return to Beihai and refine it on the oil lamp, so that the power of his three natal oil lamps would be even higher. And once these three natal oil lamps of his own gather three heaven-level spiritual fires, the power of these three oil lamps will be comparable to that of spiritual treasures.

If this were the case, Patriarch Sanming would no longer have a headache facing the ubiquitous attacks from the spiritual treasure in the hand of Feng Shura on the other side.

Compared with the Sanming Patriarch, the Bronze Sword Patriarch was even more aggrieved at this time. The Bronze Sword Patriarch had great success in fighting. In the Beihai cultivation world, the Bronze Sword Patriarch was famous for his bravery. During the battle with this water-attribute Blood Shura, it was as if every sword move full of power struck the empty space. The feeling of being powerless made the ancestor of the Bronze Sword very uncomfortable.

The water sword in the hands of the blood Shura on the opposite side was even more bizarre and unpredictable, making the ancestor of the bronze sword very difficult to guard against. If it weren't for the ancestor of the smoke mirage, the ancestor of the bronze sword would no longer know that this strange thing was on his body. The Lingbao went through several holes.

At the same time, a loud roar came. Ancestor Jiang Tianlin, who had been suspended motionless in mid-air, suddenly threw his head back, his face instantly turned pale, and a god suddenly burst out in the void half a mile in front of him. Thinking of the waves, the black fog that was undulating behind the mountain in the distance suddenly shrank back, as if a person who was about to climb to the top of the mountain suddenly lost his grip and fell down again.

Shura is bloodthirsty, cultivating demons and devouring souls!

Although the three ancestors of Sanming were fighting against the two blood Shura in full swing, Jiang Tianlin's strange state just now also worried the three of them. Because Jiang Tianlin was the strongest among the four, if something happened to Jiang Tianlin, then the other three would be worried. I'm afraid they won't be spared either.

However, after the three of them saw the wave of spiritual thoughts rising in the void not far away and the floating black mist behind the mountaintop, their faces became even more ugly. Jiang Tianlin was actually killed by a demon cultivator just now. Pay attention, no wonder he stood still just now, it turned out that he was fighting with Xiu Demon over his spiritual thoughts.

One of the most fundamental manifestations of cultivating demons and devouring souls is that cultivating demons have an innate magical power that can swallow up the spiritual thoughts of monks, and it is difficult to guard against. When a crisis occurs, the first thing most monks think of is to use divine powers. I looked around to check the reality, and this played into the hands of the demon cultivator.

After most of the monk's spiritual thoughts are swallowed up, the true energy in the body without the conditioning of the spiritual thoughts will inevitably lose control. If no measures are taken, the monk will eventually become possessed and die.

Just when Patriarch Jiang Tianlin noticed that there was an ambush of Shura around him, the Xiu Mo who was ambushing on one side also discovered that among the four of them, it was Patriarch Jiang Tianlin who had the most powerful spiritual will. Such a powerful spiritual thought seemed to be unbearable in the eyes of Xiu Mo. Like a plate of extremely delicious delicacies, Xiu Mo naturally set his sights on him immediately.

However, this demon cultivator still underestimated ancestor Jiang Tianlin. Although ancestor Jiang Tianlin was caught off guard and suffered a small loss under the sneak attack of demon cultivator, he soon realized the existence of demon cultivator, and a huge spiritual force exploded.

When he came out, Xiu Mo was caught off guard: he was full!

The magical power of cultivating demons was broken, and the huge pain caused it to roar. Jiang Tianlin's spiritual thoughts also felt like they were hit hard, and his face turned as white as paper. Fortunately, after the magical powers of cultivating demons were broken, his spiritual thoughts returned, although he did not lose much.

, but there are a lot of constraints on how to use your spiritual thoughts for a while.

This Dharma-level demon cultivator has never suffered such a big loss. After being repelled by Jiang Tianlin, a cloud of black mist that was expanding and shrinking quickly rose up from behind the mountain. A pair of forest-green eyes looked like a hungry dog.

The gluttonous food, along with billowing black mist, rushed towards Ancestor Jiang Tianlin.

Xiu Demon is an existence that is more feared by monks of the same level than Shura. Blood Shura has accompanying spiritual grass, which makes it difficult for the same level of Dharma monks to match, but at least there is a chance to escape. And the soul-eating talent of Xiu Demon is different from that of monks of the same level.

After entanglement, they often won't stop fighting.

Fortunately, Jiang Tianlin is by no means an ordinary monk in the early stage of the Dharma phase. Although his divine channel method cannot defeat him in a fight with a demon cultivator of the same level, it is extremely difficult for a demon cultivator to cause harm to him.

One person and one demon fought for dozens of rounds, but no one could do anything about the other. Although he would not stop cultivating the demon, Jiang Tianlin did not dare to relax at all. When the two were equally powerful, the competition was nothing more than their own.

They are patient, looking for each other's small omissions, accumulating small victories to build a big trend, and waiting for the other party to reveal their flaws first.

The equal match between Jiang Tianlin and Xiu Demon may seem to other monks to be amazed by Jiang Tianlin's strength, but for the three people including the Patriarch of the Bronze Sword, it is not a good sign.

Shura is good at various escape techniques, so for monks of the same level, each Shura is not only a master in attacking difficulties, but also a master in assassination.

The Wind Shura came and went without a trace, and there was enough water vapor in the sky above the Yinghe River. The Water Shura was also at home like a fish in water. The two Blood Shura joined forces, and the two strange spiritual treasures in their hands suppressed the three ancestors of the Bronze Sword, unable to raise their heads.

Especially the Patriarch of the Tongjian, who has a fiery temper and is used to fighting straight away. However, when he was harassed like a fly, a surge of anger accumulated in his chest, and his whole person became more and more irritable. The Patriarch of the Tongjian

Zu's irritability was noticed by the two Shuras.

Finally, the Patriarch of the Bronze Sword caught a flaw in Water Shura's flaw, and the sword and man rushed towards Water Shura's body. The Patriarch of the Smoke Mirage on the side couldn't stop him in time.

The Patriarch of the Bronze Sword chopped the Water Shura into pieces with one sword, but he saw a Water Shura reappearing next to him, looking at him with a mocking look, and the one who had just been separated by the Smoke Mirage ancestor had just been separated by the magical power of the Water Mirror.

The Lingbao-level water sword also reappeared in Water Shura's hands.

The Patriarch of the Bronze Sword was horrified and flew back. At the same time, the Bronze Sword in his hand slashed at Water Shura again. However, he saw that the Water Sword in Water Shura's hand disappeared again, and Water Shura turned into clouds all over the sky again.

The sword ancestor's flying sword disappeared when it struck.

Ancestor Yan Mirage shouted from behind: "Watch your back!"

The hairs on the Patriarch of the Bronze Sword's body suddenly stood up. His intuition, which he had honed in numerous life-and-death battles, made him realize the crisis in an instant. The Patriarch of the Bronze Sword gave a loud shout, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out from the back of his heart.

When they dispersed, they turned into eighteen bloody swords and slashed towards the back.

A series of explosions sounded, and an unwilling roar came to mind behind him, and then disappeared again.

The voice of the ancestor of the smoke mirage sounded again from behind the ancestor of the copper sword: "Get back quickly!"

Hearing the shouts of Ancestor Yanmirage, Ancestor Tongjian paused and seemed to hesitate for a moment, then without looking at the situation behind him, he stepped back directly in front of Ancestor Sanming and Ancestor Yanmirage.

"Fellow Taoist is careless!"

The ancestor of the smoke mirage did not seem to notice the moment of hesitation of the ancestor of the bronze sword. On the contrary, the ancestor of the bronze sword felt quite guilty. He coughed repeatedly because of the magical power of the blood sword and said: "It's the bronze sword Meng Lang, thanks to fellow Taoist

Timely reminder!”

The eighteen blood swords that were nurtured in the core space were obviously the desperate skill of the Bronze Sword Ancestor. Just after they were used, the Bronze Sword Ancestor's face looked bloodless.

Where the Bronze Sword Ancestor's flying sword slashed into the air, Water Shura regrouped and appeared a bit illusory. Obviously, the eighteen bloody swords used by the Bronze Sword Ancestor just now were not just forced back.

This Shura.

"The situation is not good!"

As the auxiliary of the Sanming Patriarch and the Bronze Sword Patriarch, the Yan Mirage ancestor did not directly participate in the head-on battle with the two Shura, but it was precisely because of her assistance and support that she managed to maintain the balance of power with the two Blood Shura.

Precisely because she did not directly join the battle, she could see the formations of both sides more clearly.

"These two Shura are obviously relying on their innate supernatural powers to fight with the three of us, taking the opportunity to weaken our true energy and mana. After we have exhausted our true energy, these two Shura can rely on the spiritual treasures in their hands to win.

In short, these two Shura’s calculations are so clever!”

The words of the ancestor Yan Mirage seemed to have something to say, but the ancestor Bronze Sword did not listen in his heart. Instead, he looked at the ancestor Jiang Tianlin who was entangled with a black mist in the distance, and said worriedly: "It's a pity that Master Nephew Jiang was killed."

The entanglement of one Shura demon seems to be evenly matched. If we cannot get rid of the entanglement of two Shura demons, we will definitely be defeated by each other."

The fire above Patriarch Sanming's head soared, forming a three-color ring of fire in the sky, blocking the blow of the spirit treasure in Feng Shura's hand. However, the three oil lamps above Patriarch Sanming's head flickered on and off, and were almost blown away by a cold wind.

After blowing it out, Patriarch Sanming's own face also flickered between light and darkness.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe, Patriarch Sanming sighed and said: "I don't know what happened to the disciples we brought here. I hope they have escaped when they were surrounded by Shura and Xiu Demon."

The spiritual thoughts of the three ancestors came out. At this time, they already knew that there were many Shura and Demon cultivators in the Alchemy Stage and Hemolytic Stage hidden nearby, forming an encirclement from a distance. It was just because of the battle between the two masters of the Dharma Level.

Even low-level Shura and Demon cultivators can't get involved.

Neither the Patriarch of the Tongjian nor the Patriarch of the Yanmirage answered the call. They obviously understood that if their disciples were surrounded, they would most likely be in serious danger.

At this moment, there was a violent space shock in the direction of the battle between Jiang Tianlin and Xiu Demon. The minds of both sides fighting on this side could not help but peek towards the battlefield on the other side, only to see Patriarch Jiang Tianlin suddenly use one hundred and eight bullets.

The natal magic weapon turned into a huge Ten Thousand Musen Luo Field, and above the Ten Thousand Musen Luo Field, a treasure mirror like a full moon hung high, and a cyan light beam shot out from the treasure mirror, shining this head in the black

The shrinking demon cultivator in the mist was pinned to death in mid-air. At this time, Jiang Tianlin also used all his true energy messengers to contend with the cultivator demon struggling in the blue light, but he could no longer take action to attack the cultivator demon.

Final blow!

What is this doing?

The three ancestors of the Bronze Sword are a little puzzled. The three of them are being held back by Shura. Will someone suddenly appear at this time and deliver the final blow to the demon cultivator?

Ancestor Yan Mirage reacted the fastest, her eyes suddenly lit up, but before she could scream, a thunder broke out for no reason in the clear sky, and amidst the shrill roar of the cultivator, a purple thunderbolt fell from the sky!

The black mist that was constantly expanding and contracting was like snow meeting the rising sun. Most of the black mist was split away by this magical power of thunder and lightning, revealing the outline of a human figure in the black mist, as well as a pair of forest-green eyes.

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