I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 507
The sudden human voice startled the four of Shi Zhongqin, and they hurriedly dispersed to search for the source of the loud voice.

Soon, they found Nanlonghou who was floating tens of feet away, wrapped in black devil energy, with silvery white evil light in his eyes.

As one of the few Nascent Soul mid-stage monks in Tiannan, Shi Zhongqin and the bearded man had seen Nan Longhou at trade fairs or other occasions, so they recognized him at a glance.

"Fellow Daoist Nanlong, what do you mean by what you just said?"

Nan Longhou's appearance was obviously not quite right, the bearded man pretended to ask questions, but in fact he had already secretly transmitted voices to the other three, preparing to join forces to kill each other.

"Want to kill this deity? Jie Jie, if you human monks can do it, how can this deity see the light of day again today!

For the birth of the holy ancestor, they all obediently offered the Nascent Soul to this deity! "

However, before the words fell, the four of Shi Zhongqin launched an offensive at the same time.

I saw that Shi Zhongqin sacrificed the condensed light mirror, and shot out a blue divine light to cover the "Nanlonghou";
Wuyouzi waved his whisk, rolled out thousands of white silks, and wrapped the waist of "Nanlonghou";
The bearded man shouted angrily and raised his golden giant sword, slashing at the "Nanlonghou";
The skinny old man sacrificed his natal flying knife and stabbed the vital points of "Nanlonghou" everywhere!
The attacks of the four were not only very fierce, but also coordinated quite well, as if they had practiced beforehand.

If the "Marquis of Nanlong" was still the original Marquis of Nanlong, facing such an offensive, he would definitely feel resentment for it.

However, "Nanlonghou" suddenly waved his arms, and the sound of "dangdang" came out one after another, and the skinny old man's natal flying knives were all bounced away by his flesh alone.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his arms, and unexpectedly caught the bearded man's golden giant sword with a pair of fleshy palms.

The four of them were horrified, and noticed that "Nanlonghou"'s arms were black and shiny, covered with long purple-red thick tendons, and the palms were extremely rough, surrounded by black air, as if they had become ghost claws.

But such a pair of arms, after receiving the full blows of the two Nascent Soul monks, was unscathed!
The next moment, "Marquis of Nanlong" ignited bloody flames all over his body, instantly burning the white silk wrapped around his torso completely.

Moreover, the bloody demonic flame spread along the palm of his hand to the golden giant sword of the bearded man.

Immediately, the bearded man felt that his connection with the golden giant sword was greatly reduced. His natal magic weapon was about to be taken away by the other party!

After trying to force the golden giant sword to break free from the opponent's shackles to no avail, the bearded man turned hard and blew his own magic weapon!
There was a loud bang, and the fragments of the golden giant sword were engulfed in the golden spiritual explosion, shooting wildly around.

Shi Zhongqin retracted the condensing mirror that had been useless from the beginning to the end, and looked intently at the center of the spirit explosion.

The power of self-explosion of the natal magic weapon of a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying is enough to match the blow of a monk in the late stage of Yuanying, and it is still at such a close distance that even if the opponent does not die, he will definitely be seriously injured.

However, the next moment, the disappearing aura of the other party surged again, and appeared not far away strangely!

"You really don't know what to do!"

The cold voice of "Nanlonghou" came from behind the bearded man, and then a ghost hand pierced through his dantian from behind, and grabbed his Nascent Soul.

"How could you"

The bearded man couldn't have imagined that he was decisive enough after he clearly realized that something was wrong, but he still couldn't escape the catastrophe.

Before he finished speaking, "Nanlonghou" stuffed his Nascent Soul into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it directly.

Then, "Marquis of Nanlong" showed a satisfied look on his terrifying face, and his eyes shone with even stronger greed.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate! What kind of evil spirit is this!"

Wuyouzi was so frightened by the scene of "Marquis of Nanlong" eating the Nascent Soul, that he sacrificed two magic weapons for protection.

"This evil thing escapes too fast, we must work together to kill him, so that we can survive!"

Although Shi Zhongqin was also terrified, but after seeing the other party's strange escape, she knew that there was no hope of escape. Only by fighting hard could she have a chance of survival.

Immediately, she spoke out to remind the two who had already given birth to the intention of quitting.

Wuyouzi and the skinny old man were both monks in the early Yuanying period. The four of them had been divided into two factions before, one of which was headed by Shi Zhongqin, supplemented by Wuyouzi, and the other was headed by a bearded man with a thin body. Assisted by the elderly.

Now, the bearded man suddenly fell, and the skinny old man in Huadaowu was afraid of being assassinated by the two of them, so he immediately retreated.

Although Shi Zhongqin had expressed his intention to fight to the death, he still didn't believe it.

Therefore, after feinting, the skinny old man ignored Shi Zhongqin and directly cast the secret technique, trying to run away for his life.

As soon as he set up the escape light, "Marquis of Nanlong" stared at him.

For the Blood Flame Demon Soul, if he devours one more Nascent Soul, he can recover more soul power, and the stronger the soul power, the stronger his combat power will be, and it will be easier to obtain the monk Nascent Soul.

Therefore, the lonely Nascent Soul cultivator is obviously his best prey.

At that moment, "Nanlonghou" was filled with black energy, and with a movement of his body, a series of afterimages appeared, and they rushed straight at the thin old man who was fleeing!
Sensing the "Marquis of Nanlong" who was approaching rapidly, the skinny old man didn't care about regrets, and tried his best to sacrifice a golden shield of Chiyang to block behind him. With a sway in his heart, he poured almost all of his mana into it.

As long as he resists the next blow, he will have a chance to use his magical powers to escape!

With the skinny old man putting all his eggs in one basket, the aura of Chiyang Golden Shield soared by more than a foot.

However, when "Nanlonghou" came close, he still took a paw without fear.

As soon as the black ghost claw touched the red aura, there was a "chi chi" sound, but "Nanlonghou" remained expressionless, and the ghost claw also penetrated the light curtain like a broken bamboo, and hit the shield!
Fortunately, the skinny old man's efforts were not in vain. Although Chiyang Golden Shield groaned after receiving this blow, he resisted in the end.

Seeing this, the skinny old man heaved a sigh of relief, the color on his face recovered a little, and his figure gradually coincided with the light of the knife.

But at this moment, the corner of "Nanlonghou"'s mouth curled up slightly, showing a sarcasm on his face.

The next moment, blood flames ignited on his ghost claw again, and with this bonus, the five fingers of the ghost claw immediately dug into the shield.

Immediately afterwards, "Marquis of Nanlong" made a sudden effort, and grabbed the Chiyang Golden Shield out of a big hole.

Immediately, his claws became knives, his arms stretched out twice as strangely, and immediately pierced through the heart of the skinny old man like a magic gun.

As soon as he spit out forcefully, the skinny old man's body exploded into blood foam.

At this time, a black spiritual light flashed, and a Nascent Soul villain appeared with a set of throwing knives in his arms, and escaped dozens of feet in the blink of an eye.

Just when the skinny old man Yuanying was about to use his instantaneous supernatural powers to escape, a long black and purple tongue poked out between his eyebrows
(End of this chapter)