Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 494 Desperately
Looking at the strange blood sword, Taoist Jiupao suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

'Shuh! '

The ebony sword is within easy reach of the Shifang Yan Luo Banner.

The bloody divine light flashed.

The goal of Shifang Yan Luofan is very big, and the blood-stained divine light hits the magic weapon.

The magic fire on the flag suddenly lost momentum, and the body of the magic weapon was faintly revealed. The luster on the black flag quickly dimmed, and the spirituality was greatly damaged.

Qin Sang has long understood the power of the blood-filthy light, and if he is hit by the blood-filthy light, as long as it is a magic weapon, no matter how high it is, it cannot be exempted.

It's just that, the higher the magic weapon, the shorter the time it will be affected by the blood-filthy light, and the degree of influence will also be attenuated.

It is estimated that facing the top-grade magic weapon, the blood-filthy light will not have obvious effects, unless Qin Sang also upgrades the ebony sword to the rank of the top-grade magic weapon.

But master fighting can directly affect the situation even for a moment, especially now.

'Shuh! '

The sword energy and thunder sound supernatural powers are still there, and the ebony sword seizes the moment when the Yan Luo flag in the ten directions is damaged, and forcibly passes through the obstruction of the Jiuyou Demon Fire, and under the terrified eyes of Taoist Jiupao, it approaches him in an instant.

'call out! '

Feitian Yasha was not to be outdone, and instantly bullied him.

A ten-direction Yan Luo banner alone is just a low-grade magic weapon.

The Shifang Yan Luo Banner, whose spirituality has been greatly damaged, is not as powerful as the ebony sword.

Taoist Jiupao suddenly encountered a sudden change, and was in a hurry for a while. After all, he was an old-fashioned Golden Elixir. Faced with this extremely dangerous situation, he unexpectedly responded in time.

He suddenly waved the ten-direction Yan Luo banner, and directly pointed the body of the magic weapon towards the flying Yasha.

His eyes were fixed on the ebony sword, the spiritual power in his chest surged wildly, his body forcibly twisted, and he avoided the vital point at the critical moment.

A groan.

The ebony sword pierced through the left chest of Taoist Jiupao, bringing out a puddle of blood.

The sword energy remaining in Jiupao Taoist's body failed to erupt, and most of it was forcibly forced out by Jiupao Taoist, and the rest was suppressed without causing fatal injuries.

On the other side, the spiritually damaged magic weapon was attacked by Fei Tian Yasha for a while, which made the situation worse, and was finally sent flying.

Taoist Jiupao was out of breath and his face was pale, but his injuries were not fatal.

"Blood Dirty Divine Light!"

Recognizing the ebony sword's blood-filthy divine light and supernatural powers, the Taoist priest in Jiupao's eyes was full of resentment and jealousy.

He couldn't figure out that a mere cultivator in the foundation-building stage had so many rare treasures, not only a flying yaksha, but also a magic weapon refined from blood mulberry, which forced him into such a predicament.

Even the monks in the early stage of alchemy, not many people have such a rich net worth.

At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of fighting back, and just wanted to get away quickly.

But Qin Sang finally waited until this moment, how could he make his wish come true.

Qin Sang was aggressive, and ordered Ebony Sword to continue to threaten, and cooperated with Feitian Yasha to attack.

Soon, Qin Sang noticed that Taoist Jiupao was about to retreat, and even more desperately, he forced Feitian Yasha to attack Taoist Jiupao with the fire of Jiuyou Demon.

The offensive is raging.

Flying Yasha is not afraid of death, sticking to Taoist priest in dove robe tightly without leaving a gap, now he has become Taoist priest in dove robe with his hands and feet bound, it is difficult for him to cope with this situation after losing his magic weapon and being injured, he feels overwhelmed.

The demon energy and the corpse energy collided with each other, entangled into a ball, indistinguishable from each other, and wreaked havoc in the valley with an aura of destruction.

The valley was beyond recognition.

The peach groves are completely destroyed, and Fangfei is completely destroyed.

Qin Sang manipulated the ebony sword to sweep the formation, and tried his best to assist Feitian Yasha to trap the Taoist in Jiupao, but as the battle became more intense, Qin Sang gradually felt powerless in the face of Taoist in Jiupao.

He felt that Taoist Jiupao was starting to work hard.

Taoist Jiupao is a real alchemy cultivator. When he started to be desperate and only wanted to open a way out, the battle power he unleashed was terrifying.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the ebony sword can only sweep the formation, and has not found an opportunity to attack for a long time.

Qin Sang took a deep look at the Taoist priest in Jiupao, suddenly stretched out his hand and retracted the ebony sword, then returned to the formation of Yama of the Ten Directions, and took out the magic weapon of the banner of Yama of the Ten Directions from the mustard seed bag.

After forcing out the blood, Qin Sang's skin turned pale.

Ten main souls appeared one after another, vying for Qin Sang's blood essence.

Immediately, their aura soared rapidly, and together they raised the banner of Yama in the ten directions.

'Whoohoo...'

The aura of the Nine Nether Demon Fire erupted again, but this time the controller was Qin Sang!

He still can't use the magic weapon as he likes like Jiupao Taoist, he can only exert the greatest power he can control as much as possible, and urge a large wave of Nine Nether Demon Fire to join the battlefield.

"Yan Luo Banner of Ten Directions!"

There was a burst of chaos in the devilish energy, and Taoist Jiupao's unbelievable ghostly screams came out.

"Who are you!"

"who are you!"

"who are you!"

……

Taoist Jiupao yelled again and again, full of unwillingness and shock, but Qin Sang couldn't get a response.

In the depths of the devil's energy, there was a sudden surge of wind and clouds, and three tornadoes appeared in a row, dispersing the Nine Nether Devil Fire and squeezing Feitian Yasha.

At this time, Qin Sang could only vaguely perceive the state of Taoist Jiupao, and knew that he was desperately trying to let Taoist Jiupao escape.

He didn't care about whether Feitian Yasha would be destroyed because of this battle, and he was also desperate, only one order, let Feitian Yasha attack!
Landslides!

Hanshan City, which was separated by several mountains, also shook violently like an earth dragon turning over, and the big river below the mountain was surging with huge waves.

The mortals in the city didn't know what happened, they panicked and felt uneasy.

In the City Lord's Mansion, several figures stood above the palace, looking towards the valley. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he was a white-haired old man who was already very old.

They looked at each other with horror on their faces.

A young man couldn't help asking, "Patriarch, it's the direction of the forbidden area, what's in it, why did it suddenly..."

The white-haired old man held the cane tightly with both hands, and the veins on his arms were bulging. He didn't say a word, and there was deep worry and fear in his cloudy eyes.

in the valley.

Qin Sang's eyes were already red-eyed.

He suddenly wiped his waist, and the remaining three ghost corpses refined from late foundation establishment corpses flew out together, and then rushed straight into the battlefield.

Soon, the connection with the first corpse was broken.

The second one!
The third one!
The three evil corpses were destroyed in a blink of an eye.

Qin Sang didn't feel distressed at all, his eyes were red and bloodshot, staring at the center of the battlefield.

He felt that he was reaching his limit, his essence and blood had been swallowed by the main soul again, his body was weak, and he was about to lose control of the Shifang Yan Luofan.

Feitian Yasha was forced to retreat time and time again, twisting his body and rushing into the magic energy again and again.

It is also struggling, and it has countless wounds with deep visible bones, which is very broken.

(End of this chapter)