I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 390 Two Devils Compete
After the two sides checked everything was correct, the people who participated in the gambling fight fled to the ring one after another.

Except for Old Devil Han, Tiannan's side is all monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the lineup is extremely strong.

And the Mulan people sent out ten black-robed men with strange auras, all of whom seemed to be demon cultivators.

Luo Hong was standing in front of the central arena where Old Devil Han was, and when the black-robed man that Old Devil Han was facing came within a hundred meters of him, Luo Hong suddenly felt itchy in the center of his brow!
Although he easily suppressed the abnormality between his brows with a move of his divine sense, this short moment has already made the man in black behave abnormally.

I saw that the demon energy on the man in black was unstable for a while, and scarlet blood pierced from under the hood, as if he was afraid of something, he hesitated to get up!

When Luo Hong used his spiritual sense to suppress the abnormal movement of Wanxiangshen's eyes, he returned to normal.

Seeing this situation, Luo Hong couldn't help frowning slightly, but she didn't care too much. After all, it was only a short moment of strangeness, and the possibility of being noticed was extremely small.

Although he didn't expect the strangeness of the man in black, he wasn't surprised either.

These black-robed people are actually blood corpses cultivated by Yin Luozong with secret methods. The Wanxiangshenyan is in the form of blood roar at this time, and it is normal to react to it.

But Luo Hong never expected that because of the strangeness shown by the gods surnamed Zhong and others, the suzerain surnamed Fang of the Yin Luozong had already developed a little interest in him, so he happened to see the strangeness of the blood corpse in his eyes .

And at that moment, through the blood corpse, he sensed the blood roar on Luo Hong's body, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Madam, can you see the formation master over there?"

The man in black robe said to the woman in black robe beside him without looking sideways.

"Husband is talking about the white-faced monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul?"

The woman in black robe swept her phoenix eyes and fixed her eyes on Luo Hong who was fishing.

"That's right, my husband has sensed the aura of Gore Howl from this person, presumably he is carrying some kind of rare treasure related to Gore Howl."

There was obvious joy in the black-robed man's words, and it was obvious that the blood roar thing was very important to him.

"Hehe, I understand.

If I can get this rare treasure, the power of my husband's supernatural power will be greatly increased, and I will treat that formation master well. "

The woman in black robe said with a smile on her eyebrows, a slight murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

"Hehe, Madam still understands me.

However, it is still more important to ward off evil spirits, and Madam still needs to prioritize this matter. "

After the black robed man's eyes flickered twice, he explained via voice transmission.

While the two were talking, the ten black-robed men on the ring suddenly exploded at the same time, turning into minced meat and clinging to the restraints of the ring. stuck in it.

This shocking change directly caused Tiannan Fang to temporarily lose the combat power of ten Nascent Souls in the middle stage, which can be described as a great weakening.

Therefore, once the plan was [-]%, the Fashi side suppressed it in a big way.

Long Han, who was in charge of commanding the coalition of monks, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately ordered the formation of monks to prepare for a joint attack, and used various treasures to attack the army of mages first.

I saw countless supernatural powers inspired by rare treasures such as Frost, Black Demon Wind, and Chiyang Firebird, overwhelmingly smashing towards the army of magicians.

At this time, the army of legal priests had just put up the protective spirit shield, so they could only take this round of attack hard.

After finally making it through, the army of mages was about to counterattack with spiritual spells when they saw countless pillars of spiritual light and cold winds of magic fire pouring out from the array of monks.

Seeing this situation, the French army could only concentrate on defense again.

Seeing this, the skinny old man sitting in the middle of the army of legal scholars immediately turned gloomy.

It's just that the activation of the spirit technique was a bit slower, and he suddenly fell into a passive and beaten situation, which he never expected.

However, the people of Mulan dared to challenge Tiannan's world of cultivating immortals, so they naturally had their capital.

At that moment, the skinny old man ordered dozens of giant beasts to rush forward.

These behemoths are all wild and alien species, with rough skin and thick flesh, and the spirit armor specially made for them by the Mulan people is even more difficult to kill.

And once they are rushed into the formation of monks, it will inevitably cause chaos, so Long Han immediately ordered to transfer the firepower, and these giant beasts must be wiped out in front of the formation.

In this way, the mage army regained its vitality, and the powerful spiritual art stirred up the aura of heaven and earth around the battlefield, pressing down on the monk army with a terrifying aura.

The battle between hundreds of thousands of monks and the mages was extremely spectacular, and Luo Hong, who was in it, couldn't help being taken away.

"Senior Luo, Uncle Han seems to be trapped, what should I do?!"

The anxious cry of the woman surnamed Song brought Luo Hong back to her senses.

"Don't worry, let Luo try to break the ban."

Because they were very confident in the blood cover, the Mulan people did not send anyone to guard it, so the intensity of the fighting near the ring was the lowest.

Luo Hong escaped unimpeded all the way to the blood cover. After searching with his spiritual sense, he found that this thing is a layer of flesh and blood that can be continuously regenerated. There is no other way to break the barrier except to use magical powers to consume the energy contained in it all the time. .

Of course, for Luo Hong, he could break all the ten blood masks with just a glance, but he obviously wouldn't do that.

After a second thought, Luo Hong began to continuously hit the high-level talismans to attack the blood mask, and touched the fish in a very human-like manner.

At this time, above the clouds, the black-robed man, the divine master surnamed Zhong and the four-foot dwarf were fighting fiercely with Wei Wuya and the other three.

It's just that, when their cultivation reaches their level, it's not surprising that if one side is not obviously stronger than the other, they will fight for days and nights.

Therefore, both sides have the intention to check and balance the other side, and keep a trace of divine sense to pay attention to the battle below.

After all, compared to them, the battle below will determine the outcome sooner.

The Tiansha True Devil Art practiced by the black-robed man of the Yinluo Sect belongs to the ancient devil art, and originally he despised the devil Hehuan's devil art.

But after the fight, he knew that He Huan's supernatural powers were not inferior to his, so he stopped his contempt.

The two fought fiercely for an unknown number of rounds, covering one part of the sky with demon energy, and the roaring sound was endless.

But when they gave up for a short time, neither of them showed a trace of fatigue on their faces, which can be seen from the depth of mana of the monks in the late Yuanying period.

"Your Excellency, what a pure magic energy!
It's not an ancient magic skill, but it must be a chance to have such a pure magic energy.

However, no matter how pure devil energy is, it is not worth mentioning in front of real devil energy! "

As soon as the words fell, the black-robed man's body was full of devilish energy, and then a jet-black beam of light shot out from his head, straight into the sky.

Amidst the rumbling thunder, a huge and pitch-black magic cloud vortex quickly condensed.

Naturally, Old Demon Hehuan would not wait for the other party to display his magical powers, and immediately stretched out his arms, and six beams of light flew out from his two sleeves.

After flying tens of feet away, it suddenly gathered in the center and turned into a ten-foot-long purple magic blade.

Before he could cut it, the magic sound from the purple magic blade shook the mind of the man in black robe, and suddenly many images of debauchery appeared in front of his eyes.

If it wasn't for the black-robed man's headband to automatically light up aura, which helped him stabilize his mind, the whirlpool of magic cloud above his head would have almost dissipated.

Facing the purple magic blade that was about to slash, the man in black robe moved his mind, and a huge dark red blood claw condensed out.

Immediately afterwards, a flicker came directly in front of the purple magic blade, clasped five fingers, and held the blade in its claws.

With another effort, the two stalemate in mid-air.

The old devil Hehuan snorted coldly, and under the urging of mana, a raging purple flame ignited on the purple magic blade.

However, the huge blood claw was not afraid of the burning of the purple flame, but instead grasped the purple magic blade with more force.

Soon, the sound of "sizzling" sounded on the surface of the magic blade, and the fingertips of the huge blood claws slowly pierced into the blade.

This time, the breath of the purple magic blade was greatly reduced!

Old Demon Hehuan couldn't help but his complexion suddenly changed, and his heartbroken made him re-disperse into six magic knives, and escaped from the grasp of the blood-colored giant claws.

Before he could do anything else, the beam of light gushing out from the black-robed man suddenly stopped, and a terrifying roar came from the vortex of the magic cloud above his head.

Immediately, a jet of black true devil energy gushed out from the center of the vortex, and penetrated directly from the top of the black-robed man's head.

A pained expression appeared on the face of the black-robed man, and his appearance began to change. Small pale bone spurs appeared under his skin, and the green light in his eyes became more and more intense.

The most important thing is that his aura soared a bit because of this, directly overwhelming Old Demon Hehuan.

At this moment, although the old devil Hehuan was horrified by the other party's supernatural powers, he was not flustered. He reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist, calling out a vermilion coffin.

With a sound of "bang", the coffin board was lifted by a huge force, and pink mist rolled out of it, and then a woman's mummy in a red skirt sat up slowly.

The old devil Hehuan's face turned serious, he bit his tongue without hesitation, and spit out a bloody arrow at the mummy in the red dress.

As soon as the blood water touched the skin of the red skirt mummy, it was immediately absorbed into the body.

The aura of this corpse began to rise urgently, and it didn't take long to reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

With this strong support, even if the Dajin Demon's cultivation level skyrocketed again, Hehuan Old Demon still has the confidence to check and balance the opponent.

However, at this moment, a five-color wheel suddenly appeared behind him, blatantly attacking his back.

The old demon Hehuan immediately sensed the aura of a late Nascent Soul cultivator, and couldn't help but turn pale with fright. Without even thinking about it, he drove his demonic energy to cover his body, and used his magical powers to protect himself.

The black-robed man was not at all surprised by this, and immediately "Jie Jie" laughed sinisterly, and swung out the more powerful Tiansha Blood Claw!
In an instant, the huge blood claw and the five-color wheel blasted into the demonic air mass.

Accompanied by a loud rumbling noise, blood light and colorful light flashed at the same time, and the entire demonic aura was instantly dispersed, revealing the slightly embarrassed figure of the Old Demon Acacia.

I saw a small brass tripod upside down on the old devil Hehuan's head, casting countless yellow threads of light to protect him in it.

With a sound of "poof", the old devil Hehuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned three points pale!

Obviously, in the face of the joint attack of the two great cultivators, even he would inevitably be seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)