Immortal Sword Master

Not far away, in mid-air, Situ Rong'er looked at the scene here with a dignified expression.

Is it because you are facing the existence of the same level, so you directly use the ultimate move of this level from the beginning?

This trick is indeed very strong. If an ordinary fourth-rank cultivator is poured in that dirty water, his body will be completely melted in an instant. This powerful breath should be Bai Ye Mingshui who specializes in polluting the aura of body protection... Ranked 132nd on the Wanshui list!

Vulcan boy also nodded solemnly.

I didn't expect this old monster to be able to master such a domineering thing.

At this time, in mid-air, the sewage was yellow-brown, and various disgusting objects with extremely stinky smells, such as bug corpses, feces, rotten things, and black mud, faintly appeared in it.

The gas it emits evaporates, and even the sky directly above is faintly pale yellow, and the surrounding environment is filled with a trace of vicious stench.

The originally verdant vegetation, trees and grass in the valley below are rapidly turning black and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The huge water column directly pressed towards Lin Xin overwhelmingly. The water column was more than five meters thick with a roar, like a giant stick hitting Lin Xin.

Boom! !

There was a loud bang.

A large amount of sewage scattered and splashed in mid-air.

A clean and calm figure clearly appeared inside, which was Lin Xin just now.

He held a dark red magic sword that was several meters long in his hand, with a calm face on his face, looking at the flying corpse king as if nothing had happened.

The defeat of Ye Mingshui just now failed to achieve the slightest effect.

At this moment, he raised his foot and walked straight towards the flying corpse king.

There are two tricks. Flying Corpse King narrowed his eyes, and naturally he didn't believe that the method just now could solve the opponent.

Behind him no one knew when a huge yellow-brown sewage ball with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared.

The water polo was rolling violently, releasing an incomparable stench.

The sky also quickly turned yellow, and waves of poisonous mist that defeated Ye Mingshui continued to float in the surrounding air.

Everything is dead! Go!

He resorted to the ultimate move in his own kung fu, and pointed at Lin Xin fiercely.

Immediately behind him, the huge water polo rolled and turned. It flew towards this side with a bang. At the same time, an indescribably huge attraction spread from the surface of the water polo, pulling Lin Xin so that he could not escape.

The air was vibrating, and the highly toxic mist continued to spread in all directions. The green of the valley below only lasted for a moment, and then it was completely transformed into gray and black, with no life left.

Hahaha! Die, die!!

The Flying Corpse King laughed wildly. A huge water polo flew out from behind again. Sewage balls with a diameter of more than ten meters quickly gathered from behind him, and then flew towards Lin Xin one by one.

Soon, more than a dozen water polos flew towards Lin Xin and surrounded him up and down.

Boom! !

A huge sound of water exploded, and more than a dozen water balls collided together, exploding the air where Lin Xin was standing into a ball of yellow, foul-smelling water.

Bai Ye Mingshui, who can corrode everything, even aura and magic energy, completely covered the entire area with a radius of tens of meters.

Boom! ! !

Suddenly it exploded with a loud noise. The foul-smelling water mass in the entire mid-air burst directly from the inside.

A clean figure slowly came out from inside.

Countless water splashes scattered down, turned into raindrops and hit the valley below, even stones. Be it the trees, everything was corroded and melted, turning into puddles of yellow pus.

Holding the sword, Lin Xin didn't even change his posture, and continued to walk towards the flying corpse king.

Can give birth to the Taoism of defeating Ye Mingshui? This is strange. But... He flipped the blade lightly.

If you have nothing else to do. Then this farce is about to be over.

Big words!

The Flying Corpse King's face was a bit ugly, the move just now was almost his killing move of Wendao.

At this time, the surrounding area was corroded into a dead area for several miles, and even the corner of the other party's clothes were not destroyed.

You must know that Ye Mingshui, who defeated Ye Mingshui, is not afraid of any body-protecting aura and magic energy, and even most of the body-training magical skills can directly break the defense.

But he couldn't even get close to the person in front of him.

How on earth did he do it? !

He stared at each other coldly. A sudden move of the hand.

I don't believe it!

A large stream of yellow water rose into the sky from below and turned into a water dragon. The water dragon of tens of meters twisted its body and rushed towards Lin Xin.

Get up! Get up! Get up!!

He kept roaring.

Immediately, one after another water dragons rushed up from below, and soon more than a dozen water dragons crossed and flew towards Lin Xin accompanied by the stench.

Looking from afar, huge water dragons are flying staggeredly. The target Lin Xin floating above, compared to the size of the water dragon, is just like a tooth in the dragon's mouth, inconspicuous.

it's useless.

Lin Xin looked at the water dragon rushing indifferently.

The magic sword in his hand flipped slightly.

boom! ! ! !

In an instant, the entire sky seemed to be pouring rain. More than a dozen water dragons all rushed over, and in an instant, dozens of sword marks were exploded by one of his swords, smashing into countless raindrops and falling.

After cutting off the water dragon, Lin Xin still didn't stop at his feet, and was still walking towards the flying corpse king.

Lost Soul Pubic Louse!

The Flying Corpse King already had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

With a flick of the cuff, a large number of silver-white insects swarmed out, covering Lin Xin overwhelmingly.

hum!

The blood-red sword curtain flashed away, and all the insects were cut off and died in an instant, falling like scattered debris like raindrops. Can't stop it at all.

The Lamp of Thousand Souls! Gathering Corpse Flame! Heaven and earth are incompatible, and everything is inexhaustible! The three demons worship, with blood as a guide, and soul as a sacrifice! Kill!!! Flying Corpse King spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the blood immediately turned into A piece of runes formed a small intricate formation in front of him.

Apparently he's starting to work hard at this point.

A distant, ancient, decadent, and tyrannical aura slowly rises from the gradually formed yellow lake below.

A large number of bubbles continue to emerge and explode.

Summon the Demon Lord? Situ Rong'er's complexion changed slightly in the distance.

Old Feitian is going to do his best. He has used all his skills to suppress the bottom of the box, and Fellow Daoist Yuanmo is also very tight-lipped! Amazing! the Vulcan boy praised.

At this point, he was able to summon the Demon Lord by himself. This is a tyrannical existence with the same status as the demon gods of the demon clan. It is rumored that no one can beat the terrifying statue except Yuan Jing! It seems that the flying old ghost should be very angry Going crazy. Situ Rong'er stared at the ever-growing aura far below. Even if it is him, if he wants to successfully summon the Demon Lord, the price he needs to pay is far beyond our imagination.

It's worth seeing, isn't it? The Vulcan boy calmly took out a flaming bird-like magic weapon from the side, and gently stroked its feathers, as if he didn't care.

Really? Situ Rong'er had already seen that the other party had plans to attack at any time.

After all, this is a Demon Lord.

Mozun. The demon god, Dao ancestor, is a blood beast-like existence that is naturally formed by gathering incense, fire and divine thoughts in the void, mixed with various other energy substances.

They have no life, no consciousness, just exist in the void. Act according to the meaning of your own existence.

In other words, they are terrifying aggregations of countless powers, immortal, even if they are defeated, they can easily reunite.

As long as countless worlds still have their legends. It will never die.

Many monks can recruit their avatar power for different purposes.

And such summons usually appear on the battlefield, gathering the strength of a large number of monks, and few people have seen such means being used in single-person confrontation.

wow....

There was a huge splash of water. A huge pitch-black arm stretched out from the yellow water below, grabbing towards Lin Xin.

That arm was clad in black fang armor. It was so huge that the water dragon just now couldn't compare with it at all, and the terrifying hand that was hundreds of meters long pressed towards Lin Xin like a hill.

Hahahaha!!! Die!!! The Flying Corpse King laughed wildly, If Yuanjing is a qualitative change that rises to another level, it is the ultimate in quality. Then this is the ultimate in quantity!! Enjoy it!! This king The Demon Lord Nine Cups released at the price of half the blood essence!!!

The wind blew violently, yellow raindrops splashed, and countless yellow poisonous gases were transpiring in the entire vicinity of tens of miles.

The huge black magic arm didn't stop it at all, and grabbed the air where Lin Xin was.

Boom! ! ! ! !

The grasping sound like thunder exploded in the air.

The Vulcan boy's face changed, and the little red bird in his hand slowly flapped its wings, and was about to fly forward to save people.

Chi! ! !

But immediately, a faint red light shot out directly from the grip of the magic arm.

In an instant, the three of them saw at the same time that a crimson magma-like fissure appeared directly on the back of the palm of the magic arm.

From top to bottom, from finger to wrist, there is a straight red line crack! !

Could it be???

Vulcan boy opened his mouth slightly, vaguely guessing a possibility.

Situ Ronger's face was also a little pale at this time, she asked herself that even if she faced this situation, it would be very difficult to get out of it. I'm afraid I can only avoid its peak temporarily.

But this person... this person actually...! !

The red line is getting brighter and more dazzling.

Finally, within a few breaths, the entire palm of the magic arm exploded and split into two halves!

Ow! ! !

The terrifying roar of Demon Lord Nine Cups came out of the water with great unwillingness.

It's useless. Lin Xin's figure slowly emerged from the center of his palm. Unscathed, the original indifferent voice was still under the black robe.

He held the sword in both hands, and seemed to be maintaining the previous slashing posture.

Seeing the startled Flying Corpse King, he raised his magic sword horizontally, and the more than 800 killing attributes brought him not only terrifying power, but also speed.

The boring farce is over.

Flick the blade lightly.

Ding! !

A clear and sweet sound of the sword suddenly spread, and all the creatures who heard the sound of the sword fell into a momentary stagnation.

The Way of the Mind and the Sword·Safflowers Singing...

Chi! !

Lin Xin turned into a red line and disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already behind the Flying Corpse King.

Red sword marks emerged from the center of the Flying Corpse King's body, from his forehead to his abdomen.

You... He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and slowly touched the center of his eyebrows in disbelief. A faint red blood seeped out, turned into blood beads and rolled down.

What the finger touches is a burst of damp heat, with a viscous thick liquid...

Boom! ! !

The Flying Corpse King exploded directly, turning into a large rain of blood and scattering down. (to be continued ~^~)