The first thousand one hundred and forty-four chapters war
"Soul attack magical power!"
Wu Wenxuan's face darkened. In his perception, the demon spirit in the Demon Dragon Blade was severely damaged, and his soul lost nearly half of its cruelty before he could find the soul in the opponent's body.
Although his soul was not damaged, the loss of his will reduced his control over the Demon Dragon Blade in disguise.
"This person seems to have the aura of true devil in his body. He should not be fused. Otherwise, why would he allow my alien soul to stay in his body."
Wu Wenxuan roughly judged that the opponent might possess some kind of special soul secret method, which could use the power of will to launch soul attacks.
Just as he was thinking, Gu Deming's voice came from a distance: "Old Demon Wu, this person has the magical power to annihilate the soul. His physical body can withstand the power of the soul's transformation. Don't underestimate the enemy!"
Along with his words, there was a bright cyan sword light.
This solid sword light was wrapped around a gray-white dagger, densely covered with mysterious runes. Wherever it passed, white halos appeared from the thin spiritual energy and condensed on it.
After a while, the sword light grew to more than ten feet long. The green light was extremely eye-catching in the gray-black mountains. Although in this demon environment, it could exude power no less than the magic marrow sword.
This is Taixuanzong’s Tongtian Lingbao, Hunyuan Sword!
When Wu Wenxuan heard Gu Deming's words and the scene in front of him, he immediately understood that Gu Deming was here to deal with this guy in front of him.
He narrowed his eyes, and the magic weapon in his hand flashed. The three cone-shaped magic weapons not far away from Lu Kun shone brightly, and blasted past with the terrifying power of the transformation of vitality.
In addition, the power of his soul circulated, and a purple-black spiritual light suddenly escaped from Lu Kun's burly body and returned to the Demon Dragon Blade.
The handle of this heaven-reaching magic treasure once again shone with blood-red light, exuding an aura of extreme greed, as if it wanted to take this opportunity to devour this powerful body.
Lu Kun felt the flanking attack of the two monks in the transformation stage, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit. This was not the vitality domain of any monks in the transformation stage. With the magic weapon in hand, he was not afraid of the menacing attack.
The right arm holding the purple-gold magic ax became stronger and stronger, and the rich power of blood flowed in it and was injected into the huge magic axe.
As the purple-gold vitality ax blade flashed, he waved the purple-gold giant axe, the air under his feet squeezed into a circular arc, and his body rotated in mid-air.
The huge magic ax set off bursts of tearing sounds in the air, stimulating the demonic energy and forming a purple-gold whirlwind around it.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
The three cone-shaped magic weapons that were shot out were bounced away by the high-speed rotating purple gold ax as soon as they got closer. Although both of them contained the power of energy transformation, the magic weapon was slightly better because of its speed and power.
One chip.
While Lu Kun was turning, he spat out a fist-sized ball of silver blood essence at the Demon Dragon Blade. As soon as the blood fell on the blade, it seemed as if the blood had dissolved into water and melted into it.
At the position of his palm, the blood-red light group trying to invade seemed like a cat that smelled the fishy smell and scurried back, hiding into the blade of the sword.
After observing secretly for so long, Lu Kun discovered that the magic power in the magic dragon blade seemed to be the magic power of blood, with only some different characteristics.
This kind of greedy energy can devour weak flesh and blood with ease, but if it encounters stronger flesh and blood essence, it will be extremely difficult.
After his blood essence entered the Demon Dragon Blade, it was directly transformed into a large piece of solid muscle fiber, which was squeezed inside the blade.
How can it be that the material of a mature magic weapon is so easy to swallow?
The light of the Demonic Dragon Blade faded away, and it looked ordinary. In fact, there was a large amount of energy and blood magic rolling inside, fighting fiercely against the essence of his flesh and blood.
As soon as Lu Kun took control of the Demonic Dragon Blade, the Hunyuan Sword Light, which was more than one foot long, rushed over. Feeling the terrifying pressure of Yuan Qi, his face changed slightly and his body tilted as if teleporting.
The thick vitality sword light passed by it and hit the edge of the golden whirlwind, erupting into a blazing golden-green halo.
The Hunyuan sword light seemed to be hit by a huge force and was deflected in an arc. Lu Kun's spinning body staggered, but with the impact, the speed was a little faster.
After a short delay, Gu Deming was already a hundred feet away. When he saw this scene, his eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that this person could control the magic weapon so skillfully and display the power of a god.
"Huh, if you haven't reached the state of becoming a god, the cost of using such magical powers will definitely be high. Let's see how long you can last!"
Gu Deming had already left his physical avatar in Taixuanzong to take charge. With a trace of his soul, he managed to track him down, so naturally he would not be easily frightened away.
I saw the spell in his hand turning, the Hunyuan Sword making an arc, and attacking the golden whirlwind again.
…
In the distance, Wu Wenxuan watched as his cone-shaped magic weapon was knocked away, and the magic marrow knife appeared in his palm, blooming with purple-black light.
But at this moment, a pale golden figure suddenly stood in front of him, it was Abbot Zhiyuan.
The old monk said through his spiritual voice: "Fellow Daoist Wu, wait a moment. This man is the master of the Body Refining Pavilion in the Southwest Immortal Cultivation World. He practices body refining techniques that have never appeared before. His magical power is not inferior to that of Lao Monk. Don't offend him easily."
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"Physical training techniques!"
When Wu Wenxuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but then a look of greed appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this, Abbot Zhiyuan said with a hint of sigh in his mind: "Fellow Daoist Wu, it's better not to provoke Pavilion Master Lu. You should have heard about the recent situation in Taixuan Sect."
Wu Wenxuan glanced at Gu Deming who was wielding the Hunyuan Sword in the distance, and his pupils shrank: "You mean, this person killed nearly half of the Yuanying stage elders of Taixuan Sect?"
Abbot Zhiyuan said in a message: "Yes, in addition to Taixuan Sect, the Holy Demon Sect is in its current situation because of spying on Master Lu's skills, and was retaliated by the Refining Pavilion, resulting in two great monks and a dozen Nascent Souls.
The fall of the elder."
"Lao Na also received news that Pavilion Master Lu entered the territory of Taixuan Sect not long ago and destroyed two resource points. If Wu Daoyou angers the other party, Yuan Mo Sect may also suffer revenge."
"Physical Refining Pavilion..."
Wu Wenxuan recalled the news given by the elders in the sect not long ago, saying that Huang Chong and many elders of the Holy Demon Sect might have died in the southwestern immortal world, and he believed most of Zhiyuan's words.
He frowned, sensing the power of the soul remaining in the Demon Dragon Blade, and he didn't know what method the other party used. The demonic thoughts in the Demon Dragon Blade seemed to be going crazy, constantly rolling out chaotic magic, and its soul was temporarily lost.
The power of control.
Wu Wenxuan took a deep breath, seemingly suppressing his anger at having the Demonic Dragon Blade taken away. He turned over with one hand, and the Demonic Marrow Sword disappeared. Even the cone-shaped magic weapon in the distance floated towards his position.
"Wu will watch the battle for now."
When Abbot Zhiyuan heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the battle in the distance. He did not try to persuade Gu Deming. Taixuanzong had been killed by so many elders. As an elder, if he did not stand up, his reputation would be in danger.
It will plummet and it will not give up easily.
Zhiyuan secretly planned in his heart that if Pavilion Master Lu was in danger, he would not hesitate to help.
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Wu Wenxuan and Abbot Zhiyuan communicated through spiritual consciousness. Although Lu Kun couldn't hear what was said, when he saw the cone-shaped magic weapons around him receding, he knew that Mr. Wu had stopped, and his pressure was greatly reduced.
At this time, he had already fought with the Hunyuan Sword for several rounds. The activation of the magic weapon was indeed as Gu Deming judged, and the price was not small. The true demon's meaning, blood essence, and demon souls of level eight or above were needed.
Before the battle, he had fed the souls of the eighth-level bear demon and wolf demon into it. After several rounds of attacks, the soul of the bear demon had been exhausted, and only half of the wolf soul was left. Although there were still demon souls in his hand, the real demon
There is also a lot of water, but when fighting against the Transformation God level, blood essence and blood are the most important, so you must plan carefully.
Lu Kun stopped spinning his body and put down some of his worries. He threw the Demon Dragon Blade back, and the Zaling Soft Armor turned into several gray ribbons, tying the sword to his back.
Then another burst of blood power surged out of his body, and his left arm turned into a giant black-haired arm. Looking at the Hunyuan Sword that struck again, his two orangutan-like palms held the purple-gold magic ax and fiercely
Slash forward.
"boom!"
The Hunyuan Sword's long cyan sword light hit the golden blade of the purple gold axe. The dark gold and cyan haloes were like two semicircular scorching suns, impacting each other. The terrifying waves of vitality, with two
Interweave the weapons as the center.
The air behind him showed a twisted arc, as if the air was helping him bear the impact.
Lu Kun's face was ferocious, his arms were trembling, and his burly body was slowly pushing back. He did not expect that the power of the Tongtian Lingbao was so terrifying, and that it could suppress magic weapons in such a demonic environment.
"I am now relying on the magical power of magic weapons to use my energy to transform. With the blessing of physical power, my power is slightly stronger than that of Tu Lingzi. There is no essential improvement. But if I use the source force field to assist in gathering more demons,
Where is the energy?"
This thought flashed through his mind, and a force of blood surged into the sky in his body. All the muscles in his body bulged like hills, and his bones flashed with bright silver luster and expanded rapidly.
Under the surprised gazes of the three powerful Zhou Dynasty men around him, Lu Kun's body instantly expanded five times, turning into a three-foot-tall giant, and an inexplicable pressure filled the air.
There was an invisible force field surrounding the huge body, and the glow of demonic energy within a radius of twenty feet trembled violently, all surging forward, wrapping into circles of black energy halo outside the body.
These almost substantial halos, triggered by a special wave, all converged towards the magic weapon in his hand.
The five-foot purple-gold demon ax that originally seemed huge was grasped by Lu Kun's hand that was five times larger. It looked like a short-handled axe. It seemed to feel the surging demonic energy, and a faint cheer came from the ax blade.
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The next moment, a dark golden ax shadow of nearly two feet emerged, even covering the cyan sword light outside the Hunyuan Sword.
Lu Kun's ape-like arm holding the purple-gold magic ax suddenly pressed forward, and the huge dark-gold ax shadow, with its incomparable vitality light and shadow, directly dispersed a foot-long cyan sword light.
"boom!"
An even more astonishing wave of vitality rolled outwards, accompanied by bits of cyan light. The Hunyuan Sword, which had lost the support of its spiritual vitality, could not withstand this ax blade of vitality mixed with brute force, and was forcefully knocked away...