Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

"Roar!"

Qiongqi roared.

After venting the ten thousand years of resentment in his heart, he immediately turned his attention to the bottom.

The breath on Yujing Mountain made it feel threatened.

After thousands of years of suppression and sealing, the body has already decayed, and only the powerful demon soul can survive.

Today, its cultivation base has been greatly damaged, and its realm has fallen. Only the demon soul has only the cultivation base of the Void Returning Realm.

There is an urgent need to replenish energy, heal and recover, and urgently need a strong body to warm and nourish the demon soul.

call!
The wind howled.

Qiongqi's demon soul swooped down with thousands of demon clouds, and saw Wei Qingcang's corpse with a broken neck in the ruins at a glance.

A gray-green light flashed, turning into an afterimage and rushing into the remnant body.

"Tai Xuzi, this king will repay you twice the amount of torture for ten thousand years!" Wei Qingcang's corpse suddenly opened his eyes.

In the hoarse voice, there was a roar of Qiongqi's hatred and anger.

"Junior Chi Lian, under the order of the Demon Emperor, came here to greet Lord Qiongqi!" The Chi Lian enchantress turned into a fragrant wind and appeared in front of him.

Qiongqi moved his neck, turned his head stiffly, stared at her bewitching cheeks with violent eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The demon emperor? How dare you..."

"In the demon clan in the world, dare to call yourself the demon emperor?!"

The tone was cold and the atmosphere was depressing.

"My demon emperor is of the blood of the demon emperor, so it's not an exaggeration to call myself the demon emperor..." Chilian Yaoji said neither humble nor overbearing.

Twirling the waist of the water snake, she came to him, bowed, and said politely: "Welcome Lord Qiongqi to join the Heavenly Demon League, join hands with the Demon Emperor, open the gate of the demon world, and let the great demon clan rule the world!"

At the end, he stretched out his slender jade arms and bowed towards the void, feeling agitated like a fanatical believer.

"This king has his own measure!" Qiong Qi said in a deep voice.

Gradually getting used to this human corpse, Wei Qingcang's body began to be nourished by the demon soul and turned into a demon.

His face was distorted, his body was covered with sharp barbs, and a pair of ferocious demon wings grew from his back.

Halfway through the transformation, I couldn't help but let out a sigh: "It's too weak, this body is too weak!"

"Shh!"

The voice just fell.

It turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Patriarch Yaoguang on the opposite side.

This is a vigorous and strong body, very attractive!

Raising the sharp demon claws, he made a gesture to grab his neck and seize the house.

however.

Before the sharp claws could touch him, a golden light suddenly bloomed from his arms.

Rumant is on the back!

"Xuanhuang Pagoda?!" Patriarch Yaoguang was overjoyed.

At the critical moment, the pagoda in his arms showed its might, breaking away the terrifying pressure of the demon soul around him, allowing him to regain his ability to move.

The Linglong Xuanhuang Pagoda bloomed with golden light, slowly suspended, and stayed on top of his head, with thousands of golden threads hanging down, blocking all damage and evil spirits like a curtain.

see.

Qiongqi gritted his teeth and roared, "Damn it! It turned out to be the Xuanhuang Pagoda!"

finished yelling.

He glanced at Su Ruoke who was lying on the ground beside him.

Looking at Miaoman's plump figure, a lustful light appeared from the corners of his eyes, and he said to himself, "It's okay to have a pretty body with good talent!"

Just had a move.

It happened that his eyes met Su Ruoke's.

An evil magical purple magic light flashed deep in his pupils, frightening his body so that he froze, and he stood still and did not dare to move.

Dazed in a daze, he said: "This... is this the mark of the demon?"

This woman has a great history, so don't move!
I dare not move!

"Master Qiongqi, please be merciful, the two of them are our own..." Chilian Yaoji explained.

Spitting out scarlet cores, shaking his waist to stand in front of Patriarch Yaoguang and Su Ruoke, he said with a smile like a flower: "If Mr. Qiongqi wants a young and strong body, there are many bodies in this secret realm for you to choose from." .”

"Especially there are disciples of Taixu Sect..."

As soon as the words came out.

Qiongqi exploded in an instant!
Taixu Zong?
Unintentionally pricked his nerves and made him furious.

The tyrannical breath stirred in the air.

His eyes were filled with evil spirits, and he said with a ferocious face: "Where is Taoist Taixu? This king wants his body...to settle the old and new grudges together!"

Raise your head and inhale towards the sky.

Immortal Gun Gun turned into a giant tornado, piercing into his body.

Gobble up!

In an instant.

Immortal energy within a radius of a hundred miles was swept away.

And his depleted cultivation base rose rapidly, all the way from the Void Returning Realm, without any cultivation bottleneck.

It wasn't until the peak of the Mahayana realm that he finally stagnated.

It is only a little bit away from the Tribulation Realm!

Indignantly said: "Damn! The limit of this body can only break through to this level..."

With a restraint of breath, the entire ever-changing sky regained its calm.

"Hunting time!"

His eyes flickered fiercely, and the demon wings shook behind him, turning into an afterimage and rushing down the mountain.

Next, all the human monks who appeared in his field of vision became blood food in his mouth.

Bloody storm!
"Die! Die! This beast seems to be recovering!" Xiao Luo exclaimed.

Looking at the earth-shattering vision on the top of the mountain, I was so frightened that I couldn't help filling two more mouthfuls of the small purple sand teapot in my hand.

"Mount Yujing collapsed, and fierce beasts were born, this is an ominous omen..." Mei Gan said with a tense expression.

While constantly fiddling with the gossip disk, he paced back and forth, pinched his fingers, and muttered to himself: "The teleportation channel to leave the secret realm has not yet opened, and there is no other way out."

An astonishing aura swept down from the top of the mountain.

Shock all directions!

"Qingqi's cultivation has returned to the Mahayana state, and it's not impossible to deal with it!" Wang Hao said in a deep voice.

His words, like the magic needle of Dinghai, lifted everyone's spirits.

The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a sneer of pride and said: "It's not certain who will win the deer!"

"Brother Wang, let you and I fight side by side again!" Ziyang said excitedly.

Picking up the alchemy stove, he said with firm eyes: "For the sake of the common people in the world, the fierce beasts must not be born!"

"Come on!" Wang Hao said.

Holding a sword in one hand, he soared into the sky.

"Amitabha, it is our duty to eliminate demons, protect the way, and protect the common people!" Monk Zhenjian clasped his hands together.

Recite a Buddha's name, sit cross-legged, and the treasure looks solemn.

"Master, why are you still sitting down? Shouldn't you go up with Lao Wang and Dao Zi to subdue the monsters?" Xiao Luo asked puzzled.

With a nervous expression, holding the small teapot tightly in his palm, he came to him and said with a puzzled look: "Could it be that the master wants to recite the meridian to transform the beast?"

Monk Zhenjian closed his eyes tightly and turned a deaf ear to his words.

With a solemn face, the scriptures in his mouth are getting faster and faster.

next second.

Buddha light shines!

Infinite golden light bloomed from his body, and bursts of tiger roars exploded in the Buddha's light.

The Buddha's light condensed and turned into a golden body of Arhat riding a tiger.

"This is... Fuhu Luohan Dharma Prime Minister?" Xiao Luo opened his mouth wide.

do not judge a book by it's cover.

It never occurred to him that the mediocre aptitude monk Zhenjian actually condensed the Dharma of Arhat.

Subduing Tiger Arhat is bathed in golden light, sitting cross-legged on the tiger's back, as stable as Mount Tai.

With one leap, the tiger flew across thousands of meters, followed closely behind Wang Hao and the two, and charged towards the top of the mountain with billowing demon clouds.