Great Immortal Cultivation System

And at this moment, the surface of the lake blown by the breeze suddenly began to rippling slightly beside Lu Yue.

A beautiful shadow holding a fairy sword suddenly rushed towards Lu Yue's vital point.

Jindan realm!
Lu Yue turned pale with shock. She had been paying attention to Ye Guan before, but she didn't realize that someone had hidden herself and lurked beside her.

The Zixiao Dark Thunder Sword in Lingshan's hand turned into a beam of sword light and pierced Lu Yue's heart.

At such a close distance, Lu Yue has no time to dodge, even if she wants to use other means at this moment, it is too late.

In desperation, Lu Yue had no choice but to activate her divine sense, forcing a black mask to block her face.

Spiritual Shield!

This is the most basic defense method for immortal cultivators. Although it is simple and quick, the defense power is terrible. Lu Yue has no choice but to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor at this moment.

But contrary to expectations, the fragile mask quietly shattered after a soft "chi", and the sword light easily pierced through Lu Yue's body.

Lu Yue's delicate body trembled, and her face instantly became extremely pale.

"lady!"

The Taoist companion fell, and at this moment Sima Jie's eyes were tearing apart, and he wanted to avenge her.

It's a pity that Ye Guan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he has no way to pull out his hand to rescue him, so he can only die in front of him.

Seeing that Sima Jie was distracted, Ye Guan would not miss this opportunity.

Ye Guan's figure flickered, and he turned into a blue startled rainbow, flying towards Sima Jie.

Close combat?

Although Sima Jie was surprised, he did not dare to underestimate the other party at all. A flash of magic energy flashed in his hand, and a strangely shaped magic knife appeared in his hand.

"go with!"

The magic knife drew a black arc in the air, and directly took the head on Ye Guan's neck.

Facing this magic knife, Yeguan, he didn't continue to control the Qingming Tianshuang Sword, nor did he take out other magic weapons from the storage bag.

His body suddenly ignited a raging gray-green flame, like a bolide rushing towards the magic path.

After the Wu Clan obtained those precious poisons, Ye Guan's Five Absolute Poison Fire was also close to a great success.

Dacheng's Wujue Poison Fire is extremely corrosive and destructive, even the Nascent Soul Realm's Infant Fire can't match it.

Seeing that Ye Guan was about to collide with the magic knife, Sima Jie showed a mocking look on his face.

"court death!"

No matter what kind of flame wrapped Ye Guan's body, even the Nascent Soul Realm monster wouldn't dare to slash at the magic weapon with his body. He did this like an old longevity star looking for death!
Self-inflicted sin, do not live!
Sima Jie made a fist with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged, and the magic energy on the magic knife became stronger, and the murderous intent instantly covered the entire sky!

"disease!"

Faced with such a scene, Ye Guan showed disdain on his face, and his right hand grabbed the flying magic knife like a moon in the water.

The monstrous devilish energy instantly overwhelmed Ye Guan's figure, and Sima Jie let out a sigh of relief, with a smug look on his face.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred...

The demonic energy all over the sky suddenly began to burn fiercely, and the entire sky was dyed a pale green.

Ye Guan held the magic knife in his hand, not only was it not affected in the slightest, on the contrary, the magic knife let out bursts of wailing.

The pitch-black blade was thrown into strong acid like a piece of rusted iron, and suddenly many large and small bubbles appeared on the surface of the magic weapon, which gradually began to melt.

Sima Jie turned pale with fright, and quickly made a formula with both hands, trying to recall the treasure from Ye Guan.

But it was too late now, how could Ye Guan let the cooked duck fly out of his mouth.

The spells Sima Jie played were useless, and the spiritual connection between him and the magic weapon gradually decreased over time.

Ye Guan held the magic knife in his hand with a smirk, and the Wujue Poison Fire suddenly started to burn violently, enveloping the entire magic weapon in it.

"what!"

Sima Knot clasped his head in his hands and howled in pain. This oddly shaped object was a talisman that he had painstakingly honed for a hundred years. Now that he was seriously injured, he was naturally implicated a lot.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
To the enemy, Ye Guan naturally wouldn't be soft-hearted, but just when he was about to use his supernatural powers to kill them, he suddenly frowned slightly and didn't make a move.

"Master?"

A gust of fragrant wind blew by, and Lingshan, who had dealt with Lu Yue, also came to Ye Guan's side.

"Well done."

"Then Lu Yue's skills are very common, and there is no difficulty."

"Her soul is still there?"

"Well! Brother Guan, the soul is not damaged, and it can still be used to search for the soul!"

And during the conversation between Ye Guan and Lingshan, Sima Jie began to tremble all over.

He kept spitting white foam from his mouth, his face was grim and distorted, as if he was going through great pain.

What really surprised Ye Guan was not these, the devil energy in the other party's body suddenly became very disordered, and it seemed to become uncontrollable.

"The current situation looks like a harbinger of madness!"

Although the destruction of the magic weapon will hurt the primordial spirit, Ye Guan has never heard that it will lead to madness.

It seems that this should have something to do with the opponent's tricky method of practicing magic.

However, Sima Jie's performance seemed to be different from that of ordinary monks.

The demon energy in his body continued to expand, and his body began to swell with it.

Clothes were gradually torn.revealing his bronzed skin.

However, what was palpitating was that countless streams of black air were constantly swimming under his skin like poisonous snakes. Sima Jie's face had become completely distorted, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping like raindrops.

Unable to bear it any longer, Sima Jie vomited blood, but this did not stop his body from continuing to mutate.

The bones and joints all over his body made strange noises like fried beans, and the skin on his chest, abdomen, limbs and other parts changed rapidly, as if wearing a set of strange armor.

"what!"

Sima Jie, who had completely lost his mind, raised his head to the sky and howled, a bone spur several inches long grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Demonized body?

This does not seem to be an ordinary demonized body.

Ye Guan could feel the strangeness, but couldn't express his worry.

But what is certain is that Ye Guan does not intend to let the other party transform successfully.

He stretched out his hand, and the Qingmingtian Frost Sword above his head immediately turned into a bolt of lightning that pierced the sky and stabbed fiercely at the opponent's vitals.

The distance of more than a hundred feet is almost instantaneous.

Sima Jie's expression was still very painful, he suddenly raised his head, raised his fist that had been completely demonized, and slammed it viciously at the opposite fairy sword.

Bang!
The powerful force caused the Qingmingtian Frost Sword to fly back upside down, but the opponent's fate was even worse. The powerful sword energy directly broke through the demonic energy protecting the body, twisting the opponent's right arm to pieces.

Ye Guan heaved a sigh of relief, his Qing Ming Tian Frost Sword was extremely powerful, even if the opponent was demonized, he would not be afraid.

However, Ye Guan still hated this kind of change very much. Under his control, the Qingming Tianshuang Sword rose against the wind, turning into a blue giant sword seven or eight feet long and slashing at the opponent.

He only wanted a quick solution now, and it would be best if he could split the monster in half.

"go with!"

Seeing that the Qing Ming Tian Frost Sword was getting closer, Sima Jie was not afraid at all, but became more and more excited.

His eyes turned into deep darkness, filled with madness and bloodlust.