When the poisonous fog rose up, the body of the Sansheng Ming Jiao was covered with a layer of emerald green shadow, which turned into a dragon shape, and lifted up its body and climbed up in the air.
A giant snake that had been hanging over ten miles in the air. The next moment, the boundless poisonous fog condensed and turned into thousands of dark green sword tips, descending from the sky like raindrops.
"Swoosh swish swish!!"
Under Zhang Yifeng's gaze, the young man's figure flashed and moved. Wherever he passed, the sword edge could not capture the slightest.
"Um?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. When the young man passed by his fellow monk, he directly pierced his chest with his palm knife. The huge vitality mixed with vast magic power and poured into the young man's body to maintain and support the operation of the young man's forbidden technique.
Such a scene was repeated as the young man avoided the sword edge. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the team of more than ten people, plus the young man, was only three left.
The other two were at the late stage of the Immortal Lord, and seemed to be at all surprised by this situation. They growled: "Zhan Changchuang, if you don't take action, neither of you nor I will leave today!!"
The young man named Zhan Changcun snorted coldly: "What's the hurry!"
The next moment, two bone spurs pierced from the chests of the two late-stage immortal monks.
The two late-stage immortal monks showed unbelievable expressions on their faces, but when the bone spurs emerged, their bodies suddenly turned gray and turned into ashes and dissipated in a moment.
Two bone blades, which were as long as the forearms, flew into Zhan Changcun's hands.
"The guys who are dragging their legs have all been solved, now it's your turn!"
Zhan Changcun looked at the Sansheng Mingjiao, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.
The Three-Sheng Ming Jiao sarcastically said, "The human race claims to be the right way, but what is the difference between the behaviors of us and other demons?"
Zhan Changcun sneered: "Spend more than a dozen immortals' lives and kill you, the snake demon lifeline that has harmed countless monks. This deal is very cost-effective!"
As the two bone blades flew, thousands of cracks appeared in the void, and the space in front of me was rolled up by the bone blade.
For a moment, the snake scales on the Sansheng Ming Jiao cracked and the flesh was blurred. Even the poisonous sword and sword rain condensed from the sky was annihilated and dispersed at this time.
Zhan Changguan's body was getting more and more bloody, and his body was almost broken. This kind of fighting method of exchanging life for life made Zhang Yifeng in the air not understand whether this person was evil.
"Diet!!"
A roar sound came out, and the long rainbow that had just been guided to the sky poured down. In Zhan Changcun's hand, two bone blades were superimposed, and the long rainbow poured into the bone blade, turning into two giant swords with shadows.
concise.
The two phantoms were more than ten miles away. For a moment, the world was like two giant swords fighting with a giant snake.
The three heads of the Three Life Nether Dragon showed a look of astonishment, and then layers of poisonous miasma turned into a barrier, trying to withstand this attack.
But when the swords fell, the sky and earth shook, and its power continued, and it blasted hundreds of miles away. The earth collapsed, the sky changed color, and the two bone blades exploded inch by inch. The violent aftermath almost smashed Zhan Changcun's figure.
"roar!"
The Three-Life Nether Dragon roared repeatedly, but when the giant sword phantom hit the poisonous miasma barrier, the poisonous fog that was enough to poison thousands of creatures was annihilated, and a large area of collapse was broken, and the giant sword slashed on the head of the Three-Life Nether Dragon.
In an instant, two heads were wiped out.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The power was still roaring, but the only remaining head of the Three Life Ming Jiao let out a crazy laugh: "You can't kill me! Damn it you! Swallow the broken body of your immortal master, the perfect immortal, and so on
The injury can recover in a flash!
Hahahaha, I want to thank you for this great victory in this battle, swallow you and get to the next level of your cultivation. This is all your credit!”
Upon hearing this, Zhan Changcun's fingertips were about to reach into his heart, and while his body had not yet completely collapsed, he detonated his own essence.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed and landed beside Zhan Changcun. He pointed out that Zhan Changcun's body, which was on the verge of fragmentation, instantly stabilized. With the blessing of the Heavenly Dao Forefair Magic Art, Zhan Changcun
The breath gradually stabilizes.
But Zhang Yifeng's body is comparable to a demon saint. The vast demonic energy of the demon saint made Zhan Changguan dare not let go of his guard at all.
"Demon, Demon Saint! Lord Demon Saint, kill this human boy!"
The head and face of the Three-Life Ming Jiao showed fanaticism and roaring excitedly, but in the next moment, a giant sword phantom stretched for more than ten miles and was completely condensed by the demonic energy fell from the air.
"boom!!"
The demonic energy dissipated and turned into countless sword marks that could break the mountain, and fell on the body of the Three Life Nether Dragon.
In an instant, in Zhan Changchuang's unbelievable eyes, the Three-Life Nether Dragon exploded into a blood mist.
The Three-Life Ming Jiao, who was unable to kill the team of more than a dozen people he organized, died easily at the hands of the demon saint in front of him.
"If you want to kill or cut, you will be punished."
Thinking of this, Zhan Changcun had no idea of resisting anymore, closed his eyes and prepared for the arrival of death.
"Why should I kill you?"
"Why do you need to kill someone? Stop talking nonsense and do it!"
Just now, in order to avoid the mysterious person who was staring at him in secret, Zhang Yifeng turned his breath from the body of immortals and demons to the demonic energy, and then used the formless magic power of heaven to change.
Such a powerful and vast demonic energy made Zhan Changcun regard Zhang Yifeng as the demon saint.
Zhang Yifeng thought about the reason and shook his head: "I am not a heretic demon, but a demon cultivator, and he has no idea about your life."
"Demonic Cultivator?"
Zhan Changcun frowned slightly. Although this world now regards the evil demons from the outside world as thorns in their eyes, Zhan Changcun also knows that human cultivation will pursue everything for strength.
Cultivating demons is also a way of cultivation, but it is too extreme and is disapproved by people today.
But the demon cultivator is a demon cultivator, and the demon is a demon. Although most human cultivators despise the demon cultivator, they cannot be generalized.
After looking up and down at Zhang Yifeng, feeling the vitality of the human race in Zhang Yifeng's body, Zhan Changcun curled his lips: "Thank you for your help. If it weren't for fellow Taoist, I'm afraid I'll die in the hands of this monster.
I will live forever in Xia Zhan, I don’t know what my friends call me?”
"Feng Yi."
Now in this world, if you say no to your name, it will attract some people to covet it, and you will naturally hide your identity.
Hearing this, Zhan Changcun nodded, took out a black token from his arms, and pointed at the place where the Sansheng Ming Jiao was just now, and a wave of evil demonic energy that turned into a substantial surge, drilling into it.
It's in the black token.
The next moment, a buzzing sound rang out, and a sound came from the token: "This reward is solved, so I will go to the Demon Slaying Tower to find the next reward. As today's power is great, countless evil demons and monsters are causing trouble,
Don't delay time."
The sound from the token fell, and Zhan Changcun snorted coldly: "Where can these beasts be solved by one person or two? Is it not necessary to assemble the team?"
As he said this, Zhan Changcun looked at Zhang Yifeng: "Fellow Daoist Feng Yi has such a powerful strength, I wonder which lineage is in the Three Demon Sects? This demon is solved by fellow Daoist. You and I will be rewarded later.
It’s better to travel with each other in the future, so there’s a way to take care of it.”
"After the next casual cultivator, he is about to go to the Demon-Slaying Sect to participate in the sect assessment, but he is not a disciple of any lineage."
After the words came, Zhan Changcun frowned, and the eyes of Zhang Yifeng were obviously surprised.