"Erya's" expression was cold and stern, but when his eyes moved to the head in his arms, he became soft and sad again.
"Will uncle come back to life?"
At this moment, another childish voice suddenly came out of Erya's mouth, and even the expression on her face changed into an innocent color.
As soon as he finished speaking, "Erya"'s expression changed again and returned to his previous appearance. He shook his head and said, "I won't wake up again. I was sneak attacked by "Youxie" and injured my original soul, and I was unconscious all the time.
After waking up, Fusheng tried his best to suppress "Youxie" with the "Monster Refining Mountain", and at the cost of essence and blood, he wanted to completely refine the evil sword. But he never thought that "Youxie" had already given birth to spiritual intelligence.
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It has been six thousand years, and not only has it failed to be refined, it has even taken away one of Fusheng's essence. If Fusheng had not used a secret method to transfer the original soul to me before his death, both my husband and I would have perished.
this."
"Erya" seems to be talking to himself. This situation is very similar to the appearance of Gui Yunzi and Zhou Taizu as one body and two souls when they abandoned the place.
"Sister, is the "youxie" in your mouth the evil sword that just flew away?"
"Haha, girl is so smart, you are right, it is that evil sword!"
"Erya" raised the corner of his mouth, and a rare smile appeared on his face, but his girlish appearance, coupled with his old and serious tone of voice, gave people a very awkward feeling.
"Then we have to chase him?"
Erya said and asked innocently.
"Of course, but before that, there are still things to do!"
After the words fell, a faint light suddenly appeared in "Erya"'s eyes, and his hands pinched out a series of seals with a dazzling speed. At the same time, he kept chanting obscure and incomprehensible spell-like sounds in his mouth. As the movements became more and more...
Quickly, the "Monster Refining Mountain" that was originally lifted up in the void suddenly glowed with a layer of faint black light, like clouds and mist, completely covering the entire "Monster Refining Mountain". At the same time, millions of green ghost lights appeared at the same time.
"Light up", through layers of black light, radiating in all directions.
Seeing this scene, "Erya"'s eyes moved slightly. When he opened his mouth, a thin mist spurted out from his mouth. He gently wrapped it and rolled up the half-human-sized head in his arms, heading towards "Monster Refining Mountain"
The top of the mountain rushes away.
Just as the head reached the top of the "Monster Refining Mountain", an aura that overwhelmed the world flashed from the Demon Mountain, and dark green pupils shot out from the top of the mountain and rolled towards the surroundings.
Move away.
Until this moment, "Erya" quietly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, the childish voice sounded again, "Sister, aren't our human race and the demon race at odds with each other? Why is my uncle really a demon race? He is willing to sacrifice himself and use his own
The head makes up for this "Monster Refining Mountain"?"
"You're still young, so it doesn't matter if you can't figure things out. Just remember, you must not tell anyone about this. Do you understand?"
"Well, I listen to my sister!"
"Okay, now that the matter here is over, let's go and capture that "Youxie"! Whenever we avenge our husband, we will prepare to go through the catastrophe in the void. Whether we live or die, it all depends on God's will!"
At the same time as the voice fell, with one move of "Erya"'s hand, the "Monster Refining Mountain" of more than 800 feet shrank in size. In two breaths, it had turned into the size of a red date, and gently moved towards the palm of "Erya"
Come down.
With a flip of his hand, the "Monster Refining Mountain" disappeared without a trace. He looked around and with a tap of his feet, his whole body turned into a faint light and sped away towards the outer sea.
"Thankfully, you girl has the same constitution as my sister. They are both pure bodies, so you can perfectly integrate with my soul in just a few decades. Otherwise, sister, I would have no choice but to take my body and be reborn!"
In the void, an inaudible voice passed away with the wind. At the moment of speaking, the whole person had escaped thousands of miles away. This kind of escape was far beyond the limit that the old monster Yuanying could achieve!
The dragon swung its tail, and a pure force came towards Kong Laosan. Compared with the hundred-foot-long dragon's tail, Kong Laosan was as small as a flying insect, but his aura was overwhelming.
But it's exactly the same.
Facing this huge force, "Wen Yan"'s face was extremely solemn. As soon as he thought, his originally yellow skin suddenly became crystal clear, as if covered with a layer of glittering starlight, which looked extremely strange.
After the transformation of the demon infant's essence blood, the power of the stars, and the mysterious energy, especially the extreme oppression in the Luochen realm for nearly ten years, Kong Laosan's power has now reached an extremely strong level, although he is still unable to fight with it.
Compared to warriors like Qian Hu who have changed their cultivation, they have already surpassed most of the demon clan.
Faced with this pure and overwhelming force, Kong Laosan deliberately tested his own limits.
The momentum of this scene was so vast that countless creatures, whether human or demon, all focused their gazes on them. Different from the worry, anger, and helplessness on the faces of most human beings, most of the demon creatures showed a kind of expression.
He was in a state of extreme excitement, as if he was looking forward to something.
But the next moment, something surprising happened. The imagined scene of a person turning into blood mist did not appear. The moment the two came into contact, "Wen Yan" was directly lifted up by more than thirty feet, except for his face, which was slightly pale.
, except for spitting out a mouthful of blood, there was no fatal injury. The originally majestic dragon screamed, and its giant tail seemed to have been eroded by some kind of force. A large piece of skin was peeled off, and the dragon's body turned around.
, the huge dragon head that was originally hidden in the clouds poked out downwards, its lantern-like eyes filled with intense anger, staring at the shadow of "Wen Yan".
As he opened his mouth, green and red winds and dragon flames entangled with each other surged towards the bottom.
The dragon flames were extremely blazing, the wind helped the fire, and the fire took advantage of the wind. Almost in the blink of an eye, it had already moved towards "Wen Yan" as a hood.
At this moment, everyone within a hundred feet of "Wen Yan", whether they were humans or monsters, changed their expressions and started to scatter around like they were fleeing.
Dragon flame is equivalent to the true fire of the dragon clan, just like the natural fire of the elixir that will be automatically derived from the human body after it has accumulated to a certain level after cultivating to the golden elixir realm. Generally speaking, unless one can cultivate to that legendary level
In the state of transformation into gods, the elixir fire in the body undergoes qualitative changes and evolves into life fire. Otherwise, even the Nascent Soul monster will generally not use the infant fire in his body to fight against the enemy. The reason is that this infant fire needs to be burned.
This is because the natal essence and blood are of average power, but too fragile.
As the dragon flames descended, hundreds of feet of space seemed to have turned into a furnace that burned the sky and boiled the sea. Even the air became blazing, as if separated by a layer of gauze, making it difficult to see clearly.
On the sea surface, "Wen Yan" spread out his palms, and eight simple black and red small orders came out. As the spiritual power in his body was crazily poured into him, thunder arced above the orders, and eight three-foot-sized thunder beasts appeared.
The phantoms gathered together, and a thunder prison that also covered a hundred feet in the void instantly solidified and faced the sweeping dragon flames.
At this moment, countless creatures stared in the direction of "Wen Yan", with all kinds of complicated, dull, and shocking expressions in their eyes. They could resist the Melting Pill Demon Ancestor at the middle stage of the Golden Core, as long as they could this time
If he survives, the name "Wen Yan" will surely spread throughout the Beihai human race.
Thousands of feet away, Mo Li'er stared blankly at the figure in the void, with a look of extreme worry in his eyes. He wanted to find Fan Miao'er to ask, but when he glanced around, Fan Miao'er seemed to have transformed into a human being.
A bloody man appeared, holding a long sword, looking like a madman, with a red color surging in his eyes, as if he was trapped in some kind of demonic barrier...
At the same time, Feng Ranmei, who was far away on the other side, was also looking at the figure in the void with a look of shock on his face, his eyes filled with brilliance. He seemed to have never expected that there would be such a terrifying person at the same level, and he was making calculations in his mind.
Once the war is over, I will introduce this person to the Beihai Merchant Alliance.
Above the void, among the swirling black clouds, those old Nascent Soul monsters and the Melting Pill Demon Ancestor also noticed the situation below, but at this moment of life and death, apart from a cursory glance, they had no time to pay attention to them.
Thunder and flames, two of the most violent forces in the world, intertwined together, like gods beating drums, roaring in waves. The power of thunder and fire in the surrounding void continued to gather, and the entire thousand-foot sea almost completely turned into a world dominated by thunder and fire.
However, just two hours later, "Wen Yan's" expression became extremely ugly. If it were a pure competition of spiritual power, even ten of himself would not be able to be the opponent of this Danzu Dragon Ancestor.
"Wen Yan" felt something in his heart, and just as he was about to summon the soul-slaying magic sword, he seemed to think of something again. Hesitating in his eyes, he gently spread his right palm, and a small amount of purple light was as big as a bean, and the slowly rotating purple light lingered around.