Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 236 Confrontation ([-])

"It was just a joke, and this is the real appearance of my corpse demon holy skill, Heavenly Flood King, come out and die." The man's voice was thunderous. At this moment, his whole body is covered in ink, with wings growing on his back, and he is wearing a "corpse" that is more than ten feet high. Demon Armor", the green light in the eyes is shining, the whole person is majestic, like a god descending from the earth.

Qin Tianjiao stepped forward, and countless black scales grew out of his body, covering him, his five fingers turned into dragon claws, two horns grew from his head, and his body turned into a bull's head, a donkey's mouth, a snake's belly, and elephant ears.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person has turned into the shape of a dragon, shaking his head and tail in mid-air, and his dark green eyes, which are as long as crescent moons, swept over everyone, making people shudder.

Although he is a half-demon, but there are rare signs of returning to his ancestors on his body, so he can transform into a full-body dragon.

"I'm going to kill you, you bug today." The Corpse Demon laughed loudly, the figure flashed, and it turned into countless afterimages in the air, attacking the dragon in the air.

Qin Tianjiao also met him head-on.

One person and one dragon fought together in an instant, hitting the mountain almost to pieces, where the two fought, the mountain was shaking and rocks were flying.

Every blow, every style, every punch, and every palm contains a powerful force that ordinary people cannot bear. The corpse demon armor more than ten feet high is integrated with the disciples of the Demon Sect. The moves are open and closed, and the battle is covered with armor The Jiaolong's momentum is extremely frightening.

Jiaolong is one of the most tyrannical monsters in the world. Now Qin Tianjiao is transformed into a Jiaolong. A casual blow is enough to crack gold and crush rocks. The sharp and strong dragon claws penetrate the monk's spiritual shield, tearing the monk's body like cutting tofu Simple, but now he is inextricably fighting with that corpse demon.

The two sides come and go, without using any magical powers, spells, spiritual weapons and talismans, and simply fight with their bodies, like gods and demons.

Not to mention the battle between the two, everyone in the Xuanmen and the disciples of the Demon Sect are on the same side, and each is on guard.

"The others are nothing to be afraid of. The few monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment on the opposite side may be a serious problem. We only have three people, and the opponent has five people. If we attack in groups, it may be difficult to deal with it." Feng Boyu said.

"I'll deal with one." He Ziyang, who had been silent for a while, said suddenly

"Leave the other one to me." Zhuang Xinqian also said
No one doubts their strength. Although the two are in the middle stage of foundation establishment, one is born with supernatural powers, and the other is a pair of wind and thunder dual spiritual roots. They are both recognized as genius disciples by their respective sects. Enemy, it shouldn't be a problem to hold back the opponent.

"After all, the opponent has the superior number, and they are all elite disciples, so be careful." Zhou Zhongwen said

"Let's do it! Let's fight quickly. I don't know if they will have reinforcements. If reinforcements from the Demon Sect arrive, we will be invincible. Let's run for our lives. Life and death depend on God's will." Yin Qingyuan said

While the few people were talking, the Demon Sect had already made a move. A few New Moon Gate cultivators formed seals with their hands and muttered words. Black clouds condensed in mid-air, covering a radius of more than a hundred feet in an instant, and dense black raindrops fell from the clouds , it was the disciples of the New Moon Gate who made the Dirty Soil Melting Spirit Art.

"Destroy this technique first, and then kill the disciples of the Demon Sect." Ma Boyu shouted, his hands formed seals, condensed into more than ten balls of flames, with a light blow, the flames flew into the black clouds, and the hundreds of feet of black clouds suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The black cloud was swallowed by the raging flames and evaporated, but in the blink of an eye, the black cloud gradually condensed again.

Black raindrops sprinkled into the sea of ​​fire, and the fire suddenly diminished.

"It's useless. Once the filthy soil fusion spirit technique is cast, it will flow endlessly and life will never die. This technique uses filthy soil as a guide and spiritual power as food. Black clouds are a way to conceal the concentration of spiritual power. The black rain that falls is actually sucking The filthy residue of spiritual power." He Ziyang said
"What is dirt?" Yin Qingyuan asked.

Most of the disciples of the Qianyi Sect have never fought against the monks of the New Moon Sect, have never seen this technique, and do not know its details.

"Dirty soil is a special kind of soil that contains a lot of yin energy, and is favored by evil spirits and ghosts. The monks of the New Moon Sect feed on human flesh and soul, and use secret methods to refine them. The Yin Qi in the filthy soil absorbs the spiritual power, and the Yin Qi rises and turns into black clouds. The raindrops are the liquid residue of the dirty soil, and because they contain a lot of Yin Qi, they can dissolve the spiritual power of monks."

"How to break this technique?"

"As long as the caster's spiritual power is continuously supplied to the dirt, this technique will always exist. If you want to get rid of this technique, you have to kill the caster." He Ziyang said.

Don't look at him dumbfounded and dull, he knows a lot.

His voice stopped falling, and the black raindrops had annihilated the sea of ​​flames and sprinkled on everyone.

"I'll deal with those spell-casting monks." Jiang Yuhuan said

"I'm afraid it's not easy to get close. The opponent's numbers are already superior, and the disciples of the New Moon Gate's spellcasting will definitely shrink back."

"What's the use of talking so much now, it's not too late, I'll just play it by ear." Yin Qingyuan flashed out of the formation.

I saw his hands forming seals, and the cloud and mist surged violently. In an instant, the surrounding world was dark, and a round of golden sun slowly rose in the cloud and mist. Thousands of fist-sized fireballs attacked the Mozong monks.

Even tens of feet away, the scorching breath seemed to melt people.

This is Yin Qingyuan's secret technique, the Great Sun Derivative Technique, which can absorb the power of heaven and earth, and transform into a golden sun, so as to obtain the Sun Zhiyang Zhigang Qi. Those fist-sized fireballs look ordinary, but they are actually Zhigang Zhiyang The incarnation of Qi can incinerate all things, and the defense of ordinary spiritual weapons cannot stop such endless attacks of rigidity and yang.

Inside the Demon Sect, a man with a broad forehead and a broad face stepped forward and shouted, "Ghost Shadow."

But seeing the dark clouds around him, condensed into countless ghosts, a monster with a bull head and a snake with wings on its back emerged from the man's neck. The monster grinned, revealing two sharp black teeth. ferocious.

The devil stretched out his long scarlet tongue and licked his lips, then bit the man suddenly, piercing his neck with two sharp black teeth, sucking his blood.

There was a very painful expression on the man's face. His facial features were distorted and slowly changing, and he turned into a new devil with black wings growing out of his back.

And the devil who ate the blood from his neck has re-integrated with him, the man let out a long cry, and the dark cloud surged, submerging the golden sun, countless ghosts turned into reality, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves rang out in the dark cloud. The bloody smell came from it.

A fist-sized fireball hit the ghost, smashing its body into pieces, its limbs filled the air, ghost blood splashed everywhere, and there were broken limbs everywhere in the cloud. I want to vomit.

The ghosts continued to condense, endlessly, and the bloody aura became stronger.

Among the Mozong people, a man saw that the two were in a stalemate, and with a flash of light, he pulled out a trident, which rose to a height of more than ten feet, and struck towards the golden sun.

Zhou Zhongwen snorted coldly, light flashed out, and he moved his palms in circles, forming a huge circular light mirror in midair. The circular light mirror turned virtual into reality, and countless rays of light shot out from the mirror to hit the man.

The fight between the two of them moved the whole body with one stroke, and the monks of the two sects of Xuanmo used supernatural powers to fight together.

Tang Ning faced off against a cultivator from the Corpse Puppet Sect who was at the same stage of Foundation Establishment as him.

The Corpse Puppet Sect disciple waved his hand, a puppet appeared on the left, and a corpse puppet appeared on the right.

The puppet's body is black and shiny, with sharp lines and corners. It is the image of a fierce tiger, about six feet high and one foot long. It is lifelike. The four tiger claws are golden yellow, which must have been refined with some special materials.

The corpse puppet's whole body is dark green, but its palms are as black as a devil, I don't know what is the mystery.

Tang Ning was vigilant, and there was something wrong in the dark. This corpse puppet sect disciple not only had a second-level corpse puppet, but also a second-level puppet. These two things alone were very difficult, let alone a foundation-builder cultivator.

In the blink of an eye, the battle between the two formed a one-on-three situation.

He had fought against disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect, and he knew that this Corpse Puppet was extremely difficult to deal with. The corpse fire he spewed could restrain the power of spiritual weapons, and the palms of this Corpse Puppet were as black as ink, which was quite different from ordinary Corpse Puppets. There is another mystery in it, so we need to be vigilant.

And the tiger-shaped puppet's four tiger claws are shining golden, one can tell at a glance that they must be extremely sharp, one must be careful not to be approached by it, as my body cannot withstand the power of its claws.

The corpse puppet sect disciple grinned, and the tiger-shaped puppet and the corpse puppet approached him from the left and right sides in a flash.

The distance between the two was about [-] feet, and the tiger-shaped puppet had passed over [-] feet in an instant. It was much faster than the corpse puppet. Seeing this, Tangning was slightly startled. It condensed into a huge fire phoenix and attacked towards the tiger-shaped puppet.

At the same time, he flipped his right hand, and the golden bowl rose against the wind, turning into a size of several feet and covering the corpse puppet.

The tiger-shaped puppet opened its mouth, and a thick beam of light shot out, and met the fire phoenix head-on, the two collided, without the sound of metal and stone colliding, like the tip of a needle facing the wheat, the beam of light and the fire phoenix held each other, comparable.

On the other side, the golden bowl covered the corpse puppet, and the corpse puppet sprayed green corpse fire from its mouth. After all, the golden bowl was a high-grade spiritual weapon, how could it be transformed by the corpse fire, the golden light suppressed the green flame and slowly covered it downward.

Seeing this, the monks of the Corpse Puppet Sect pinched a magic formula in their hands, and the green flames all over the Corpse Puppet's body rose sharply. In an instant, huge green flames soared into the sky, rising to a height of several feet, competing with the golden bowl.

Tang Ning pointed at the golden bowl, and the golden bowl shot several huge beams of light at the corpse puppet. The green flame suddenly shrank, and the golden bowl pressed down to envelope the corpse puppet.

Seeing that his corpse was suppressed by the golden bowl, the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect turned their hands over, holding a silver-white sledgehammer in their hands, and threw it upwards, the sledgehammer rose against the wind and hit the golden bowl.

With a loud sound of "Peng", the golden bowl was hit by a sledgehammer, and the wall stretched out.

At the same time, the corpse puppet shrouded in the golden bowl exerted force at the same time, and the green flames all over its body swelled up, hitting the extended wall. The body is slightly distorted.

Tang Ning flipped her palm, and made a large black seal. It rose against the wind and hit the silver-white sledgehammer. After spinning the sledgehammer several times, the silver-white light was greatly reduced.

The black seal continued to be smashed down, and the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect hurriedly poured spiritual power into the sledgehammer, and the sledgehammer burst into light, resisting the attack of the seal.

(End of this chapter)