The old man's face was cold, and while he quickly retreated, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, but at this moment he was full of shock and disbelief.
boom--
The terrifying power of thunder and lightning erupted, not giving him much time to be shocked, and rushed towards him.
The old man's pupils shrank again, and a black streak appeared on his withered arm. The totem appeared instantly, and it was a long black snake.
This snake's head is triangular in shape, and its body is covered with fine black scales. Although it looks unreal, there is a ferocious and cunning look in its eyes, and it does not look like a dead thing.
"hiss---"
The ferocity in the upright triangular pupils of the black fog snake flashed away, and its speed was extremely fast. It was not afraid of the power of thunder and lightning from Su Bai's punch, and it roared and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Chichi---"
Like the sound of the scorching sun melting, the silver thunder and lightning roared violently, but it was still swallowed by the black snake.
On the other hand, Black Snake's body was a little illusory, but it was not seriously injured. A pair of scarlet vertical eyes stared at Su Bai, as if there was a trace of fear.
Come to think of it, even if it swallowed up that ray of lightning power, it wouldn't be very pleasant.
"Spirit body?" Su Bai did not pursue it, but looked at the long black mist snake with interest, then shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a bit of spiritual consciousness left. This kind of spirit refining technique is really rough.
!”
After hearing Su Bai's words, the old man's expression changed completely.
"Who are you, and how do you know the art of spiritual refining?"
Su Bai smiled lightly and had no intention of answering, but raised his hand and punched out.
"You are not qualified to know my identity."
"Hmph! You are so arrogant, boy, you will definitely die today!"
The old man snorted coldly, and when he opened his mouth, he took a big gulp, and the black illusory long snake was actually swallowed by him.
In an instant, his breath became cold, a scarlet vertical pupil was reflected in his pupils, he laughed strangely, and instantly turned into a black shadow and flew out.
"It's your honor to die on my 'spiritual snake body'! Haha---"
laugh---
Su Bai's fist penetrated his body in an instant.
But it did not hurt him in the slightest. At this time, his body was covered with a strange black mist, and a snake-shaped mark appeared between his eyebrows. His whole body seemed to have no bones, and it instantly turned into a black ring and enveloped Su Bai.
The black mist changed, wrapping around Su Bai's body like a chain.
"Old Ghost Li, Mr. Seventeen, why don't you take action?"
"Haha---brother Wan, don't be anxious!"
With a loud laugh, in the thick gray fog, an old man as short as a dwarf flew down from Su Bai's head in an instant.
The dwarf old man had a kind face and was holding a black demon-conquering pestle, just like an enlightened Arhat, but strangely, he was covered with this bloody light, which looked extremely terrifying.
"Little benefactor, take the poor monk's pestle to subdue the devil!"
Chila.
When he dropped the pestle, the gray mist dispersed, and there seemed to be a bloody lightning flash on the tip of the pestle, as fast as lightning falling between Su Bai's eyebrows.
"boom!"
There was a shocking roar, and the extremely sharp demon-conquering pestle fell, but it only reached three inches above Su Bai's head, and could no longer advance any further.
Su Bai frowned and looked at the old dwarf above him, then raised his hand and punched out.
"You're a monster like you, you're just pretending to be a god, you're insulting Buddhism, get out of here!"
Boom---
When the terrifying power of thunder and lightning broke out, Su Bai's fist instantly tore apart the old man's imprisonment, and punched the black demon-subduing pestle with one punch.
The dwarf old man's expression changed drastically. He really didn't expect that Su Bai could take action easily under the restraint of the black snake old man.
This Wan Lao Gui is such a waste!
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. As he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out. He clasped his hands together, and the blood on his body suddenly became brighter. A huge illusory figure with his legs crossed suddenly appeared behind him.
The figure was extremely blurry, but it carried bursts of Buddha's sound, which made people's minds roar, and the black demon-conquering pestle also vibrated violently, and expanded instantly when the red light burst out.
The illusory figure formed a seal with one hand and clenched the demon-subduing pestle with the other hand, and violently collided with Su Bai's lightning fist.
"Click---"
Dazzling thunder and lightning raged, but in the blink of an eye they were wiped out by the huge demon-conquering pestle.
The old dwarf, who was suspended cross-legged in the air, had a fierce light in his eyes, and he formed seals with his hands and pressed hard on Su Bai below.
"Death to me!"
At this time, he also called himself a poor monk again.
Although he has long since become a demon, he still likes to call himself a poor monk.
Therefore, in the world of spiritual practice, this person is also known as the ‘Smiling Blood Monk’.
The other old man who was entangled with Su Bai was following the path of the Guiling lineage in southern Guizhou. He cultivated totems and used the power of the mountain demon spirits to become one with himself in order to become a demon immortal.
However, unlike the Smiling Blood Monk, his title is much more elegant, called 'Spiritual Snake Master'.
To put it bluntly, these two people are not following a serious path of cultivation. If they are in the world of cultivation, they are similar to the lineage of demons and witch cultivators. However, there is a gap in the cultivation methods on the earth, and the cultivation methods of these two people are also different.
It was very simple, otherwise Su Bai would not have been so big that two people still attacked him.
He also wanted to see what kind of methods the cultivators on earth have today.
Boom!
The huge demon-subduing pestle crashed down, and the lightning shield above Su Bai's head could no longer withstand it. A huge crack appeared and collapsed.
Master Spirit Snake, who turned into a long black mist snake and locked onto Su Bai, finally showed a hint of joy on his face.
This Su Bai is more troublesome than they thought, and he is probably close to the peak of the late transformation stage.
Fortunately, we didn't rely on anyone this time, so we took action together.
Otherwise, I’m afraid the boat will really capsize in the gutter this time!
Although he is also a great master in the late stage of transformation, due to his skills, he is only good at trapping enemies and sneak attacks. His frontal combat power is far lower than that of ordinary great masters in the late stage of transformation. Compared with the Smiling Blood Monk, he is much worse.
, let alone Su Bai.
"Haha---boy, are you still alive this time?"
He knew the strength of the Smiling Blood Monk.
The power of his move, combined with the blood spirit weapon Subduing Demonic Pestle, is enough to threaten the peak of transformation!
next moment.
The huge blood-colored demon-conquering pestle fell hard as if it were crushing the heavens. The terrifying power made Master Spirit Snake, who also imprisoned Su Bai, feel trembling with fear.
If this move fell on him, I'm afraid it could kill him directly!
"The power of this move is quite good!" During the huge crisis, Su Bai did not show any fear. Instead, he looked at the huge demon-subduing pestle as if commenting, shook his head and said regretfully: "This thing is quite powerful.
There was a chance to become a spiritual weapon, but in order to increase its ferocious power, you forcibly infected it with blood spirits, and most of its spirituality was lost. What a waste of resources!"
"Humph! Even when death is imminent, you still keep talking harshly!" The dwarf old man's face was extremely cold, and his previous kindness was completely gone.
Su Bai shook his head, and with his stunned eyes in shock, he pointed at the huge blood-colored demon-conquering pestle.
