Volume 10, Battle of the Demon World, Chapter 288, Pseudo Immortals
"It's interesting. Yi Ran can block the blow from this Holy Ancestor, but no matter how hard he struggles, he is just a mantis' arm." The young man in black robe saw the appearance of Han Li and Zhi Shui. His expression was slightly startled, but he immediately opened his mouth.
There was a hint of a sinister smile, and he raised his other palm and pointed one finger at the two of them.
"Whoosh" and "whoosh" twice!
Two groups of black dots popped out from the fingertips of the black-robed young man, and in a flash, they spanned a distance of a hundred feet and arrived at the place where Han Li and the Elf Tribe youth were close at hand.
A blue light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he saw the black dot clearly. It was a black and shiny pill-shaped thing the size of a bean.
Although this pill was inconspicuous, how could Han Li dare to let it get close so easily.
Without thinking, he took a deep breath, and then blew it out with force. A ray of green sword light rolled out, and in a flash, the black pill was split open.
The next moment, the two split pill pills burst open and turned into two billowing black flames, which roared and drowned Han Li into them.
Demonic flames surged crazily around Han Li and turned into a black pillar of fire rising into the sky.
For a moment, Han Li looked like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
But the young man in black robe was obviously very confident in his demonic flames. When he saw Han Li being wrapped in the demonic flames, he immediately lost interest and turned his attention to 'Zhishui' on the other side.
Compared to Zhaoli, this demon clan ancestor was of a higher rank, and he was somewhat more interested in the spirit clan youth who could take the blow just now without changing his expression.
On the other side, Shisui remained expressionless. He raised his arm and grabbed the black flames that were shooting at him with all his fingers.
A muffled sound!
The black pill exploded on its own the moment it came into contact with the young man's fingers, turning into billowing demonic flames and pounced on the young man.
"not good!"
When Qianqiu Saint saw this scene, she felt so anxious that she couldn't care less about the other things. With a sudden movement, she found a mysterious artifact in the body.
There was a "boom"!
The artifact flashed within its body and released an astonishing wave.
At the same time, the woman's body was shaken, and she flew out of the ground. A series of golden spirit patterns poured out from the inside of her body, and instantly spread all over her body. They seemed to be the same as those on Shisui's body.
, and wandering around, so weird.
At this time, the ancestors of the Long family and others were still pressed hard with half of their bodies under the ground. Every time they tried to use their magic power and secret techniques to escape, their shoulders would suddenly sink and become numb, and even one of their fingers would feel numb.
He was unable to move, as if giant mountains weighing more than a million kilograms were pressing down on him.
Even though they were full of magic power, they were forcibly imprisoned in place for a while.
Zhishui seemed to sense something at the moment when Qianqiu Saint became abnormal. The silver spiritual patterns on her body flashed wildly for a few times, and then he opened his mouth and blew fiercely at the flying demon flames.
A scream as if the entire sky was torn apart suddenly burst out from the young man's mouth, followed by a stream of silvery sound waves spurting out.
As soon as the oncoming demonic flames came into contact with the silver wave, it trembled slightly and turned into dots of black light, which were shattered and extinguished.
But the result of doing so was that the silver spirit pattern on the young man's body flashed for a few times and then dimmed. However, he stood there with his hands clenched in fists, his face still looking dull.
"Hey, it turned out to be a pseudo-immortal puppet. No, it's a little too weak. It seems to have been refined. The aura is far worse than the real pseudo-immortal puppet." When the young man in black robe saw this scene, he let out a soft voice.
"Hey" there was some surprise on his face, but after a sneer, a finger came out slightly.
Judging from his tone, this Spirit Clan "Shisui" turned out to be nothing more than a puppet!
There was a loud "Bila" sound, and a ball of black light made a shrill scream at his fingertips. After expanding and contracting, it condensed and turned into a slender black needle, and flicked out in an understatement.
The black light is silent and fleeting!
The young man from the Spirit Tribe who was standing a hundred feet away suddenly emerged from his body with silver patterns flashing wildly. With a twist, he transformed into a silver shield with simple patterns at an incredible speed, blocking the place in front of him.
And the next moment, there was a roar!
The shield suddenly trembled, and a black light bloomed, but disappeared in a flash, and a black hole as thick as a thumb appeared on the surface.
"Zhishui" didn't move at the same place, but a strangely cold gray-white air suddenly burst out from his body. After a while, it condensed and transformed into more than a dozen gray-white lines as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
These ferocious tentacles danced wildly all around, and there were faint roars and angry sounds coming from inside, which made people tremble with fear as soon as they heard it.
The young man in black robe witnessed all this from the air, narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed a sneer on his face.
The outbreak of "Shisui" was just a temporary incident.
After a few shouts, more than a dozen ferocious tentacles on his body collapsed and disappeared, and the silver shield in front of him also disappeared silently in a flash.
"Gudong" sound!
The young man with a spiritual body fell to the ground without any warning. A black spot appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, and instantly turned into a hole the same size as the silver shield.
The magic needle that the young man in black robe popped out not only penetrated the silver shield, but also easily penetrated Zhi Shui's head. The power of the magic needle was truly unfathomable, far beyond the imagination of a group of combined beings.
But what's even weirder is that what gushes out from Zhishui's wound is not a bright red thing, but a ball of gray-white Yin Qi, which is thick and thick like a liquid.
"Interestingly, the driving object is not the Immortal Yuan Crystal, but the power of the demon soul of the demon from outside. Put together in such a mess, no wonder this pseudo-immortal cave is vulnerable. The demon soul inside is the one you let in.
"Really?" The young man in black robe murmured to himself, then turned to look at Saint Qianqiu and asked coldly.
But at this time, Saint Qianqiu fell to the ground with "Zhishui" on her face, her face filled with an expression of unbelievable horror. As soon as she said the word "I" in her mouth, the golden pattern on her body was blurred, and she turned over and fell down.
A muffled sound 1
The woman's body curled up and she fell heavily to the ground. The aura on her body became stronger and weaker, and the layer of golden spiritual patterns on the body surface flickered, as if it would disappear with age.
"Half-sugar body!" The young man in black robe was startled at first, but then he clapped his hands and laughed with some confusion, as if he had figured something out and his mood suddenly improved.
"Hey, it's so cheap for a mere fusion to activate a pseudo-immortal puppet. Even if you refine yourself into a half-su body for easy control, once the immortal pattern backfires, it will be enough to kill you.
!But since you brought this fake immortal body to your door, I will send you on your way myself." The young man in black robe said with a wild laugh.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a stroke towards the thin air of the Qianqiu Saint on the ground.
With a "Puff" sound, the space in front of him fluctuated, and a half-foot-long black dagger emerged. It exuded spiritual pressure such as a terrorist preparation, and disappeared suddenly after a flash.
But the next moment, after a flash of black light, the dagger strangely reappeared in its place.
But at this time, Qianqiu Saint, who was huddled on the ground, let out a shrill scream. Her body and the spirit inside were split into two halves without any sign. The protective aura and all the defensive treasures on her body showed no reaction at all.
.
Puff!
The two corpses were strangely ignited by a fierce demonic flame, and in a blink of an eye they turned into a puff of ash and ceased to exist. Only a small coral tree with crystal clear body and bright red leaves like maple leaves was left behind.
He lay still on the ground.
"Qianqiu Lingmu! It turns out that this Lingmu was cultivated and transformed. I wonder how it can bear the half-su body. It just so happens that this Lingmu is also of some use to me." After seeing the true form of Qianqiu Saint, the young man in black robe said,
A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he immediately laughed and grabbed the air with one hand!
The breathless "Shisui" and Qianqiu Lingmu shot out of thin air to the side of the black-robed young man with a whooshing sound, and then suspended there motionless.
The young man in black robe looked up and down at the two people who were motionless, with a satisfied expression on his face. He glanced at the ancestor of the Long family and others who were still pinned to the ground by the huge magic hand, and there was a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth.
A thought flashed through his mind, and without saying a word, he tapped the strange black dagger with his finger.
After two sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", the dagger flickered in and out of sight twice in succession.
Two more screams suddenly came from the edge of the pond. The bodies of Lao Ru and Elder Hui were also split in two in a strange manner, and their bodies were also reduced to nothing by the demonic flames.
Seeing this situation, the remaining ancestors of the Long family and the girl in feathers turned pale and bloodless.
"The treasure of death..."
The ancestor of the Long family let out an extremely angry roar.
Except for such a rumored treasure from the First Realm, no matter how great the opponent's magical power is, it is impossible to kill nearly half of their number in one encounter.
Although they already knew that the young man in black robes must be a genuine Saint Ancestor Mozu, they never expected that the other party would be so ruthless and use the Xuantian Treasure after just asking a few questions. They originally had other ideas in mind.
People were immediately frightened and furious, and resorted to life-saving measures one after another.
The ancestor of the Long family roared loudly, and the Heavenly Spirit Cap on his head suddenly opened. The golden clouds flashed, and a golden five-clawed true dragon flew out from it.
This golden dragon was only about an inch in size at first, but as soon as it flew out of the head of the ancestor of the Long family, it immediately swelled in the wind and turned into a giant of more than ten feet. It opened its teeth and claws and let out a low dragon roar at the black-robed young man in the air.
Although the girl in feathers didn't move a single step, she bit down her silver teeth and spat out a ball of blood.
As soon as the droplets of blood dispersed in the wind, they turned into a cloud of blood mist and pounced on his body, and actually got into the five-color feather coat on his body.
Immediately, a pleasant phoenix cry came from Yuyi, and countless rays of five-color light bloomed at once, and then quickly condensed, it transformed into an extremely exquisite full-body armor, firmly covering every part of his body.
Even the face has a crystal-clear five-color mask, revealing only two smart and beautiful eyes. (To be continued.