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"Hongmeng Purple Qi will not be refined so easily!"
"He is a native of Zhoutian. You and I will work together to kill this person first, and then Hongmeng Ziqi will each use his own abilities!"
While Da Luo Ling Yao held the vine and spoke, the fingers that were originally broken by Yang Junshan actually grew back and became flexible again as his palms continued to open and close.
Yang Junshan's expression was a little solemn. Although the second level of the Immortal Realm of Body Training can regenerate a broken limb, being able to grow a finger so quickly, at least when Yang Junshan was at the second level of the Immortal Realm, he could
It can't be done at such speed.
Although Lian Teng is a grass and tree spirit demon, and the powerful vitality contained in it can always do this easier than others, this is enough to show that this Daluo spirit demon is extremely skilled in body training. I am afraid that it is not far away.
The third level of destruction is not far away either.
Just when Yang Junshan was feeling dark in his heart, the spirit demon holding the vine seemed to feel something, and suddenly smiled evilly at him, took a step back, and disappeared into the void.
Yang Junshan remembered the strange attack method of the spirit demon before, and shrank his feet to the ground. The man had already appeared dozens of feet away. When he looked back, he saw a vine sweeping across from where he was just now.
Pass.
Yang Junshan frowned secretly, and suddenly felt a hint of coldness coming from his side, and quickly used his magic weapon to sweep away.
There was only a soft "bang" sound, and a spear thrust out of the void was deflected by the Sky-breaking Mace.
However, before Yang Junshan could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the barrel of the spear suddenly softened and made a big bend around the sky-breaking mace. The head of the spear was like a snake, piercing Yang Junshan's face.
At the critical moment, Yang Junshan's other hand directly grabbed the gun head with a "pop" sound.
The spear is still struggling, but it is nowhere to be broken free.
But at this moment, the spearhead that originally looked like gold and iron suddenly bloomed like a flower, and a cold light shot out from it, heading straight for Yang Junshan's left eye.
"Oh, it's just a small skill, but it's hard to reach the level of elegance!"
Yang Junshan snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of natal immortal energy, knocking the cold light aside and flying past the corner of his eye, vaguely looking like a wooden thorn.
And at the moment when Yang Junshan was restrained by the vine, Demon Lord Gong Qian had also taken the opportunity to attack, and a piece of demonic fire ignited the void like a prairie fire and burned towards his feet.
The natal demonic fire that Gong Qian cultivated not only had no heat at all, but instead produced a biting chill the moment it burned, as if it could freeze everything.
Facing the surging demonic flames, Yang Junshan was calm and fearless, but suddenly he heard a sneer from Gong Qian behind him.
The Xuanyin Demonic Fire can indeed have no effect on Yang Junshan's physical body, but the real fatality of this flame is not only that it hurts the monk's physical body, but it can also directly burn the monk's natal soul!
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head, as if someone was violently stirring it up with a popsicle in his head. Yang Junshan couldn't help but stumbled, and seemed to be quite unsteady on his feet.
But at this moment, a spark suddenly jumped up from the demon flame that was rising behind Yang Junshan, condensed into a trident in mid-air, and took the opportunity to stab his ribs.
But Yang Junshan, who seemed to have been stunned by Gong Qian's long-planned blow, suddenly suddenly surged up from above his head, and a thunder lotus bloomed in the thunder.
, a purple electric light burst out, hitting the trident at the last moment.
"ah"
There was a scream of pain from Demon Lord Gong Qian behind him, as if his foot had been lifted onto an iron plate.
The trident disintegrated again under the lightning and turned into pieces of sparks scattered, but the dancing firelight was much dimmer than before.
Demon Lord Gong Qian stretched out his hand and lifted it in the void. The sea of fire that had originally spread condensed into a trident and fell into his hand. His face couldn't help but show a look of pain. Apparently, the body of this magic weapon had already been struck by the purple lightning just now.
Injured below.
When Demon Lord Gong Qian looked up, he saw that the purple lightning had revealed its true form, but it was actually a spear wrapped with lightning.
"Immortal weapon!"
Demon Lord Gong Qian roared in a low voice, with a trace of resentment and fear on his face.
To be fair, Demon Lord Gong Qian's natal magic weapon is also of the lower-grade Immortal level, and is of the same quality as Yang Junshan's Thunder Spear, but it is too much to be restrained by it.
What's more, apart from the Heaven-Shaking Immortal Technique that was displayed at the beginning, which is a natal magical power of the Creation Realm, the thunder magic magical power that Yang Junshan displayed was actually a natal magical power of the Creation Realm.
Although the demon clan has been weak and dormant for thousands of years, its foundation is still there, and it is still one of the few powerful clans in the starry sky. Naturally, it knows how rare the magical power of creation realm is, and how difficult it is to practice it.
Even if it is a Daluo Demon Lord like Gong Qian, supported by the entire demon clan, and supported by a being in the Hedao Realm like the Black Nightmare Demon Lord, two of the three flowers on the top are condensed, the natal magic of the Creation Realm.
It has just been completed as a "Xuanyin Cold Flame".
The native in front of him is only in the early stage of Da Luo, but he already possesses two magical powers of creation realm. How can this be embarrassing for Gong Qian Demon Lord Qing, who has been in Da Luo Immortal Realm for 500 years?
So when Demon Lord Gong Qian realized that one of the three condensed flowers above Yang Junshan's head was actually the most difficult "Flower of Heaven", his mind seemed to be in a trance for a moment.
, the devil’s heart will be shaken!
"Gong Qian, what the hell are you doing!"
Daluo Spirit Demon Lian Teng shouted angrily and cursed loudly, awakening Demon Lord Gong Qian who was covered in cold sweat.
This kind of confrontation between the strong men in the starry sky will cause the starry sky to shatter and move mountains and seas, and a single moment can often determine the outcome.
The moment Demon Lord Gong Qian was in a daze, Demon Lord Lian Teng, who had just been responsible for restraining Yang Junshan, was already in serious trouble.
The wooden spear that originally stabbed Yang Junshan was broken by his bare hands, and the wooden vine wrapped around his waist was also pulled apart. When the vine-holding demon was pulled out of the void by Yang Junshan, he used both hands
Two of his fingers have been broken off again.
"This man has great magical powers, and he has two immortal weapons in his hands. You and I can suppress him with our realm!"
Demon Lord Gong Qian also had an intuitive understanding of Yang Junshan's strength at this time. After all, he was an old demon. He quickly found a way to counter him, which was to suppress his cultivation!
No matter how powerful Yang Junshan is, he is only one person. No matter how powerful the "Flower of Heaven" is, he is only in the early stage of Da Luo!
The "Flower of Man" and the "Flower of Earth" on the top of Demon Lord Gongqian echo each other, creating a demonic realm filled with cold black flames, invading Yang Junshan again.
At this time, two of the three flowers on the top of the spirit demon vine also appeared, and a forest sea spread over in darkness, and the demon domain of Gong Qian Demon Lord attacked Yang Junshan in tandem.
Yang Junshan has not yet successfully built his own domain, so he is naturally unwilling to use short attacks to achieve long results. He uses the Sky-breaking Mace and the Thunder Spear in tandem to try to force the two of them back. Unexpectedly, the two have already reacted to Yang Junshan.
Knowing this, the two of them no longer reserved any reservations in their methods, and each used their strongest magical powers to control the magical weapons in their hands to compete with Yang Junshan.
There is no trick in this kind of field confrontation, it is simply a confrontation between each other's cultivation. Seeing the two people's fields being pressed step by step, Yang Junshan had no choice but to turn the "Flower of Heaven" into a hasty way.
Create an undulating sea of thunder to resist.
"Ha, isn't it too late to think about building a field now?"
The spirit demon holding the vine had just been suppressed by Yang Junshan so miserably. At this time, he finally regained his breath. Seeing that Yang Junshan was actually trying to build his own domain under such circumstances, he couldn't help but ridiculed loudly.
"Break it and let him know that the real realm is created by Da Luo realm monks who have been tempered for thousands of times!"
Demon Lord Gong Qian's Xuanyin Demon Realm cut into the sea of thunder in one fell swoop. Although Xuanyin Cold Flame was restrained by the origin of thunder, it was still unaffected by the sea of thunder under the erosion of the demon flame field.
Under the double suppression of the two Daluo Realm existence realms, Yang Junshan's thunder sea shrank smaller and smaller, and was gradually completely surrounded.
"Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, we and I have no intention of taking your life!"
Demon Lord Gong Qian saw that his side had occupied an overwhelming advantage, and immediately resumed his previous condescending tone.
The only response to Demon Lord Gong Qian was a cold snort from Yang Junshan.
Under the joint suppression of the two great magical powers in the middle stage of Daluo Realm, although Yang Junshan had a very difficult time resisting, he could sense that it was precisely under the full suppression of the two that the thunder sea that had been condensed to the extreme was forming.
Subtle qualitative changes are taking place.
Within the small area covered by this sea of thunder, Yang Junshan could clearly perceive the existence of every ray of lightning and its movement trajectory, and he even felt that he could detect everything within the sea of thunder at any time.
Everything interferes, but the way may be just a thought.
This feeling of being able to control everything is really amazing. Is this the power of the realm?
Yang Junshan knew that this qualitative change was due to the suppression of the two foreign giants, Lian Teng and Gong Qian. Once this external pressure disappeared, this wonderful qualitative change might disappear immediately. Of course, Yang Junshan would be able to do it again in the future.
Building a domain will definitely take more time and energy.
Because of this, even though Yang Junshan seemed to be completely at a disadvantage at this time, he did not panic at all. Instead, he resisted more seriously. He already felt that the suppression of these two people had reached its limit at this time.
limit.
"Not good, his domain is taking shape!"
Qian Teng suddenly shouted loudly: "Quick, don't give him a chance to breathe, overwhelm him with all your strength!"
But at this moment, something strange happened again. A Buddhist monk wearing a white lotus cassock suddenly appeared where the three were fighting. Taking advantage of the stalemate between the three, the Zen staff flew out from his hand and easily broke through the layers of domain barriers.
It hit Yang Junshan's back.
"puff!"
Yang Junshan's body was greatly shaken, but the blow did not seem to cause any damage to his physical body. On the contrary, his soul trembled, as if something was peeled away from it.
A ray of purple light flashed in front of his eyes, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi was shaken out of his body. At this time, the Buddhist monk held a golden bowl and shined at the purple gas. The Hongmeng Purple Qi immediately flew towards the golden bowl.