While the old man surnamed Song was thinking, the battle in the distance changed again.
The iron-winged demon eagle, after realizing that it could not get rid of the bald man on its back, immediately let out a crazy and unyielding cry, flapped its wings fiercely, and its huge body fell straight towards the nightmare plain below.
At the same time, most of the gray feathers on its wings fell off, and the sharp aura mixed with it rushed towards the bald man on its back. The feathers, which were comparable to blade magic weapons, quickly wrapped the man's burly body.
The bald man seemed not to have expected this move, and was tightly restrained by the feathers, but he still clung to the Demon Eagle's back.
After a few breaths, the iron-winged demon eagle turned around, turned its back downwards, and fell hard to the ground of the Nightmare Plain.
There was a loud "boom", a large number of gray feathers and debris of nightmare grass flew away, and puffs of dust and smoke were scattered. The bald man seemed to be separated from the back of the iron-winged magic eagle in the impact.
At this moment, the magic power in the Demon Eagle's body exploded in vain, and its scarred and sparsely feathered body turned into a black light that quickly shot away into the distance.
The old man surnamed Song and Mrs. Kou could see clearly with their spiritual consciousness that the iron-winged demon eagle took advantage of this high altitude to fall from its back, sacrificing a lot of gray feathers, and then threw the bald man out of the body.
However, this seventh-level magic eagle had no intention of continuing to fight. It seemed to have exhausted the magic power in its body and escaped at an astonishing speed.
A trace of hesitation flashed in Mrs. Kou's eyes and she said, "Fellow Daoist Song, should we go and take a look?"
"The iron feathers of the Iron-Winged Demon Eagle are not as sharp as sharp-edged magic weapons, but they are not much different. Wrapped in so many iron feathers, and coupled with the nightmare grass on the ground, this guy might be seriously injured and fall into an illusion.
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"This is a good opportunity to pick up the slack."
The old man surnamed Song was still searching for memories related to the bald man in his mind. When he heard what Mrs. Kou said, he shook his head repeatedly and said: "Mrs. Kou, you are too greedy. If you can pick up the leak, why did the Iron-winged Demon Eagle flee in a hurry?
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"Obviously, this man is so powerful that he is terrified of this seventh-level demon eagle. It would be extremely risky for us to rush there hastily."
After saying that, the old man surnamed Song glanced at the bracelet on his right wrist again, recognized the direction, and continued to fly away.
Mrs. Kou's eyes flickered, she could only sigh, and followed the old man named Song. She was not stupid. She thought she was no match for a strong man who could crush the seventh-level magic eagle.
Originally, she thought of going with the old man named Song, who at least had the strength to fight, and she had a rare treasure in her hand that could resist the power of nightmare grass, but she didn't expect that the old man named Song was too cautious.
He rejected her outright.
The old man surnamed Song frowned and flew, feeling increasingly uneasy after seeing the bald man.
At this moment, in the grass where the bald man fell in the distance, a bright purple light rose into the sky and shot directly towards the two of them.
"No, this guy found us."
The two of them glanced at each other, and spontaneously connected the escaping light into one, speeding up and escaping into the distance. This was a method of escaping often used by monks in the formation stage.
When two people escape from light together, their speed can be increased by 30%. With their magical cultivation of the Great Perfection of Dan Formation, such an escape speed cannot be caught up by ordinary people in the Dan Formation stage.
But when their consciousness swept away, they discovered that the purple escaping light behind them was much faster than them. The distance between the two parties was not widened, but was quickly approaching.
What surprised them even more was that what this purple escaping light revealed was not magic power, but mana, and it was still only the mana aura at the mid-stage pill formation level.
"What magical power is this that can escape so fast?"
"Why would someone who practices magic enter the secret realm?"
"He has such speed. Could it be that he possesses a psychic magic weapon with magical powers of speed?"
The old man surnamed Song and Mrs. Kou had various speculations in their minds. The speed of escape showed no sign of weakening, and they even activated the magic power in their bodies to the extreme. The mana's revealed magic power made them even more afraid.
But at this time, the speed of the purple escaping light surged again, like a purple lightning bolt. The speed of the escaping light reminded both of them of the Nascent Soul Stage monks.
"Fellow Daoist Song, this man definitely has a flying rare treasure. If he continues like this, we will be caught up soon. Why don't we take a look at his intentions. I don't believe it. Facing our two alchemy-forming Dzogchen Demonic Cultivators, he
You still dare to take action." Mrs. Kou said through a message.
"Okay, just as Mrs. Kou said." The old man surnamed Song hesitated for a moment, but thinking of a psychic magic weapon in the storage bag, he nodded in agreement.
The two of them took away the light and were suspended in mid-air.
A black and white sail appeared in front of the old man surnamed Song, blocking him in front of him. Bursts of ancient aura emanated from it, while Mrs. Kou took out an extremely dark jade Ruyi, and a thick black light curtain emanated from it.
Cover it up.
As soon as the two of them had done all this, the purple light came not far away from them. The light dispersed, revealing the burly figure of the bald man.
It was Lu Kun who passed through the Devouring Swamp and came to the Nightmare Plains.
He looked at the old man surnamed Song with his eyes, licked his lips and said: "I didn't expect that someone from the Demon Spirit Sect would also enter the secret realm, and it was you, an old guy."
The old man surnamed Song felt his heart skip a beat, and looked at Lu Kun's face carefully. He hesitated and said, "Fellow Taoist Song, it seems that I have never met you before."
Lu Kun sneered, and his face changed for a while, returning to his original appearance: "Old guy, you should know him now."
The old man named Song's pupils shrank suddenly and he exclaimed: "Lu Kun! Impossible, you have actually entered the middle stage of pill formation!"
Of course he remembered Lu Kun. If Nie Wufeng hadn't come to the rescue, he would have killed Lu Kun himself. Moreover, the Demon Spirit Sect did not obtain the psychic puppet technique because the remnant led by Lu Kun took him away.
The Yueyang Sect’s weapon refining inheritance.
The old man surnamed Song heard more than 20 years ago that there were three junior disciples in the sect who were in the Danjie stage. They died in the process of tracking down Lu Kun in Chu State. Even Ling Yuetong, who had reached the peak of the Danjie stage, came out, but they all returned seriously injured in the end.
It was from Ling Yuetong's mouth that he learned that Lu Kun, whom he had initially regarded as an ant, had entered the pill-forming stage and had many helpers at the pill-forming level.
However, the specific information was not obtained from Ling Yuetong.
The old man surnamed Song did not expect that he would meet Lu Kun again in the Yiyuan Secret Realm of Qi State. His cultivation had suddenly entered the middle stage of pill formation. What was even more unimaginable to him was that Lu Kun already had the ability to suppress level seven monsters.
Terrible fighting power.
Naturally, Lu Kun didn't know what was going on in the heart of the old man named Song. He said in a cold tone: "Song, three monks in the Demon Spirit Sect have already died in my hands. You are the fourth one, so accept death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Kun disappeared from the spot. The face of the old man surnamed Song changed wildly, and the magic power in his body was poured into the black and white flag, and this magic weapon quickly wrapped it up.
Then he felt a heart-stopping coercion and soaring energy and blood, but the expected attack did not come.
"This fellow Daoist Lu! I have no grievance against you..." A panicked spiritual thought came from the side.
The old man surnamed Song suddenly realized that Lu Kun had appeared next to Mrs. Kou. His arms had doubled in size, and the ferocious muscles and veins on them were clearly visible. His huge fists struck the black shield outside Mrs. Kou's body.
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In a loud explosion, the black shield shattered inch by inch, and the aftermath of the attack dispersed in all directions, causing the surrounding clouds to explode. The old man surnamed Song felt an invisible pressure coming towards his face.
The moment the protective shield shattered, Mrs. Kou rushed out of her body with a jet-black flying knife and stabbed Lu Kun between the eyebrows, as if she wanted to die with him.
Lu Kun ignored the flying knives and directly struck them with his fists.
"boom!"
A flash of rich blood suddenly appeared, and a dark red blood ball appeared where Mrs. Kou was, with a slender figure with broken arms faintly inside.
Mrs. Kou relied on some kind of magical power to replace Lu Kun and dared to die together with Lu Kun, hoping to survive.
But what she didn't expect was that after her extremely magical flying knife hit Lu Kun's forehead, it made a helpless crisp sound. Apart from piercing Lu Kun's scalp, it didn't hurt him at all.
However, the huge power of the flying knife still made him stagger.
Mrs. Kou's eyes lit up and she discovered this opportunity. The blood cells outside her body trembled and were about to shoot into the distance.
Suddenly!
Lu Kun's clenched right fist suddenly opened, and his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger quickly popped open. Three yellow rays flew out from the fingertips and flashed in the air. Mixed with astonishing evil energy, they easily pierced the blood cells.
submerged in it,
Mrs. Kou was activating the Blood Escape Technique and had no defense against these three yellow rays. Her skull was smashed directly, and her aura quickly weakened.
A demon cultivator who had perfected the elixir formation fell and died in such a short period of time!