In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Kill!" Seeing Lu Yuan attack first, the elderly man in the Feng family immediately pointed at the triangular yellow flag. Several rocks the size of millstones flew out one after another, and in conjunction with Lu Yuan's golden blade, they hit the man in red.

At this time, the man in red cast a spell, and an arm-thick cyan flame shot out from the tip of the flag. More than ten strands of green flames rushed into the air, gathering into a huge ball of green flames about ten feet in diameter, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Go!" The man in red pointed the flag tip at the flying golden blade and rock. Suddenly the huge fireball made a muffled "pop" sound, turned into more than a dozen small fireballs several feet long, and rushed towards them.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the rocks released by the young man in the Feng family were like moths flying into the flames. After a while, they were completely melted by the Qingyang Demonic Fire.

"this?"

Seeing such an incredible scene, the elderly people in the Feng family looked incredulous. Seeing several fireballs flying towards him made his face turn as pale as snow!

Fortunately, a few rays of golden light flashed through at this moment and withstood the fireball.

"Why are you standing there in such a daze? Aren't you fucking mentally prepared?" A scolding brought the middle-aged man back from his thoughts. Only then did he realize that Lu Yuan had separated several golden blades in front of him and blocked the blow for him.

"It can block the Qingyang Demonic Fire. Your magic weapon is good. I want it!" The man in red connected his fingers arrogantly, and the originally scattered fireballs merged into one again and pressed towards Lu Yuan.

"Then open your hands, and I will take you into your arms!" Lu Yuan commanded the golden blade to form a golden net, which firmly withstood the fireball.

"Let's see how long you can last!" The man in red held a big flag and waved it, and the fireball immediately fell down, almost breaking through Lu Yuan's golden net.

Damn, he is a late-stage monk after all, so the difference in mana is a bit big! Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on. He had to find a way to solve the problem quickly. If he continued, he would die sooner or later.

The elderly people in the Feng family on the side saw that the situation was not good, and knew that if Lu Yuan could not withstand it anymore, he would have to finish the game. So he released several magic weapons in succession in an attempt to make a sneak attack, but they were all burned to ashes by several fireballs released by the man in red.

The old man in the Feng family could only use all his magic power to pour it into the Huang Banner magic weapon.

"Brother Lu, let me help you!" As he roared, more than a dozen rocks the size of millstones sprang out from the yellow flag.

Seeing this, the man in red turned the flag and sprayed out a flame as thick as his arm.

However, this time the rocks were different from before, each exuding a dark luster, and they were able to temporarily withstand the burning of the Qingyang Demonic Fire.

"Help me hold on for a while!" Lu Yuan roared.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man in Feng's family first pulled his hands, then closed them again, and pushed forward with all his strength.

More than ten rocks the size of millstones in the air lined up in a straight line as he moved, each one several feet apart. The last one hit the flames one after another, and actually pushed back the Qingyang Demonic Fire, causing the man in red to panic for a while.

"This guy is trying his best!" Lu Yuan saw that the face of the young man in the Feng family turned pale and his forehead was sweating, and he knew that he would just rush forward with trembling.

Seeing that the man in red was distracted, Lu Yuan seized the opportunity to execute the spell repeatedly. More than a dozen golden blades combined together formed a three-foot golden blade that pierced the fireball.

The man in red stole the opportunity and pointed at the fireball, which turned into a dragon with teeth and claws.

"Refining!" he shouted loudly. The dragon opened its mouth and spit out a more powerful cyan flame, which enveloped Lu Yuan's three-foot golden edge.

"Brother Lu, be careful, this is the purest Qingyang Demonic Fire!" The young man in the Feng family shouted in panic. Many of his clansmen died under the attack of the man in red.

"It's up to you to worry about yourself!" Lu Yuan also noticed something was wrong. When the Qingyang Demonic Fire was burning the golden blade, his mana was being consumed rapidly.

In addition, he clearly felt that there was a violent fire poison in the Qingyang Demonic Fire, which actually followed his consciousness attached to the golden blade and invaded his soul.

At the same time, due to the rapid consumption of mana and the temptation of fire poison, the inner fire that had been calm for a long time began to agitate and became somewhat uncontrollable.

After a few breaths, Jin Feng, who had been burned by Qingyang Demonic Fire for a long time, trembled and decomposed into more than ten golden blades and flew back to Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan also fell down as if he had been hit hard.

The man in red breathed a sigh of relief and controlled the dragon to withdraw the magic fire.

The power of the demon fire dragon is great, but the consumption of one's own mana is also extremely terrifying. In just this moment of effort, he lost one-third of his mana.

He pointed at Lu Yuan, and the dragon swung its tail in the air and charged forward menacingly. Just when he thought that Lu Yuan would be burned to the core under this blow.

The sixteen golden blades surrounding Lu Yuan suddenly trembled and emitted dazzling golden light. They condensed into a golden sword again and struck the dragon head-on.

After the dragon received this heavy blow, it collapsed and turned into a fireball again.

"How can you, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, break my spell!" The man in red was shocked and angry.

"Haven't you heard that whitewashing is three points weaker and blackening is ten times stronger!" Lu Yuan straightened up and raised his head. On the face filled with evil spirits, a pair of blood-red holes were extremely oozing.

Seeing Lu Yuan's appearance, the elderly people in the Feng family thought that Lu Yuan had performed some magical power. I was also furious in my heart. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood on the yellow flag.

The rocks in the air that were in contact with the Qingyang Demonic Fire made strange noises and were smashed towards them.

"Then I'll kill you first!" the man in red said angrily. He had already seen that the young man in the Feng family was at the end of his strength, so he directed the fireball to withstand the golden sword first. The flag pointed, and the flames released condensed into a fireball several feet in size.

The fireball instantly swallowed up more than a dozen boulders the size of millstones, and then hit the elderly people in the Feng family hard.

"Ah!" The young man in the Feng family was so frightened that he rushed towards Huang Banner's magic weapon. But the power of the fireball was too terrifying, and Huang Banner's aura was completely lost with just one encounter.

"Brother Lu, save me!" The elderly man in the Feng family shouted hurriedly. The only one who can withstand the demonic fire now is Lu Yuan.

"He has no time to care about you, go to hell!" The man in red looked at the other fireball, which was blocking Lu Yuan's golden sword, and couldn't help but said with a cruel smile.

After being unable to attack for a long time, Lu Yuanqi was filled with evil energy. Pointing at the golden sword, he shouted: "Spin!"

The golden sword immediately centered on the tip of the sword, like a drill, quickly drilled a big hole in the middle of the fireball, and suddenly reached the sky above the head of the man in red.

"Kill!" As Lu Yuan pointed at the man in red, the golden sword instantly volleyed down.

The man in red was so frightened that he could only hold the flag horizontally above his head.

when!

Lu Yuan's blow hit the flag firmly. The flag was made of unknown materials, but it actually withstood the blow.

The man in red was overjoyed and quickly poured spiritual power into it, hoping to release the Qingyang Demonic Fire again.

But as soon as he activated his technique, the flag exploded, and a stream of green flames flew out, burning the man in red instantly.

this? Is this dead?

Lu Yuan was stunned and quickly understood. Although the blow did not cut off the banner, it caused extremely serious damage. It could not withstand the power of Qingyang Demonic Fire, so it exploded.

When the demonic fire on the surface of the flag was extinguished, Lu Yuan picked it up and examined it with his spiritual consciousness. Sure enough, the internal damage was very serious, and there was not much sealed Qingyang Demonic Fire left.

"What a pity..." Lu Yuan sighed with regret.

"Brother, come and help me!" Zhang Tie's cry for help suddenly sounded in Lu Yuan's ears, bringing him back to reality.

Lu Yuan looked up and saw that it was already in the previous battle. A demonic monk relied on his high cultivation to kill the two people he was fighting with, and then set his sights on Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie and an early-stage cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect were about to face attacks from two mid-stage foundation-building opponents, and fell into a dangerous situation.

Oh shit! Dare to kill my brother!

Lu Yuan hurriedly joined the battle circle, pointed his hand, and slashed the head of the man who was about to come with his golden sword.

"Try my blood-red poison needles!" The demon monk danced his hands wildly, and countless blood-red poison needles flew like drizzle.

As if fearing the power of the golden sword, the poisonous needles did not confront each other head-on. Instead, they began to dance very regularly around the golden sword. The whirlpool it brought about actually made the golden sword stagger.

"Wither bug trick!" Lu Yuan flicked his fingers, and the golden sword quickly began to dance with the hilt as the center. In an instant, it turned into a huge golden vortex, and countless strands of suction were released from the center of the vortex. , sucking in all the poisonous needles nearby.

As soon as the poisonous needle entered the vortex, it was immediately shattered by the golden sword.

"What kind of magical power is this!" Seeing that his poisonous needle weapon was destroyed, the demonic monk stared at the golden vortex and was dumbfounded for a moment.

But while he was stunned, most of the red needle rain in the sky turned into debris on the ground.

At this time, the demonic monk woke up from a dream and quickly used the remaining poisonous needles to escape from the golden vortex.

"Why is this a bit like the stunt performed by the nephew of Sect Zhongyan back then?" The monks from the Giant Sword Sect who were with Zhang Tie saw Lu Yuan displaying his power and felt that this move seemed familiar.

At the moment when he was distracted, there was an explosion that made him spit out blood.

"My sword!" He realized that his giant sword had been blasted into several pieces by the opponent.

At this time, the opponent took the opportunity to release a flying knife, preparing to kill the person from Jujianmen.

Zhang Tie on the side seemed to have been preparing for a long time. With a shake of his hand, he threw seven or eight fireball talismans. After the fireball talisman turned into a fireball, it instantly came to the person's side.

The demonic monk laughed a few times when he saw this, even a mere fireball talisman dared to embarrass himself in front of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

Command the flying knife to slash continuously, smashing all the fireballs into pieces.

Zhang Tie watched the fireball being scattered with no surprise on his face. He changed his technique and pointed towards the opposite side. The fireballs that had been scattered immediately began to gather together, and in a blink of an eye they condensed into several weird flame runes.

"Edict!" Zhang Tie spat softly in his mouth, and the runes burned brightly, intertwining with each other to create a dense network of fire, burning the demonic monks inside to ashes.

On the other side, Lu Yuan used his magic power to crush all the remaining poisonous needles. Without the poisonous needle blocking Red, the golden sword stopped spinning under Lu Yuan's command, and slashed in the air, killing the opponent.

The other two demonic monks saw that the situation was not good and immediately wanted to escape. Lu Yuan swung his golden sword and cut one of them in half, including the man and the magical weapon. Under the siege of everyone, the last remaining person accidentally accidentally died on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, four demon monks who were in the middle stage of foundation building died one after another, and the situation suddenly turned around.

"Who are you?" The bearded man stared at Lu Yuan, his eyes full of resentment. This kid was obviously in the middle stage of foundation building, but among the five people who were killed on his side, three of them died directly at the hands of Lu Yuan. What's more, there is a late-stage monk among them who is not weaker than himself.

"Brother Lu is a disciple of Huang Maple Valley's late-stage pill-forming seniors. Killing you is as easy as crushing ants!" The young man from the Feng family made a secret gesture, condensed several earth thorns and threw them away. His magic weapon was almost destroyed in the battle just now, so he could only attack with spells.

The other people who had their hands free also used their own methods to hit the bearded man.

The bearded man was frightened and angry, but he was entangled by the old man of the Feng family. Faced with these various attacks, it was difficult to free his hands to deal with them one by one. Not to mention that there was Lu Yuan, who had not taken any action, watching eagerly from the side.

He slapped his forehead, black energy billowed around him, and several skulls quickly formed. Then he stretched out a hand and gave a quick slap to the skulls' heavenly caps. The skulls immediately swelled to the size of wheels, and the white skulls were faintly covered with a layer of black air, making them look even more ferocious. Weird.

The mouths of these skulls opened and closed, taking everyone's attacks at once.

The old man from the Feng family on the opposite side was shocked when he saw this, and shouted to everyone: "Keep taking action, I don't believe he can carry on forever."

No one objected, or the magical weapons and fire talismans pressed forward again.

The bearded man couldn't help but look sad after seeing it, and he just wanted to fight back. The old man from the Feng family hurriedly controlled the formation disk in his hand, summoned more spiritual power from the formation, and suppressed the bearded man tightly.

Finally, under everyone's repeated attacks. The bearded skull quickly became smaller, and then slowly became thinner.

When everyone saw this, their spirits were shaken, and they were about to work harder to remove the beard, when Lu Yuan took action.

The golden sword suddenly shot out a dazzling golden light and struck the beard.

The bearded man was startled. He had just seen how powerful Lu Yuan was and he no longer cared about anyone else. Using his remaining mana, he managed to condense several dull skulls together, turning them into a giant skull with fierce flames.

But Lu Yuan had been waiting around for a long time and had already spotted the opportunity. As soon as the skull condensed, the golden sword had already struck.

There was a roar and explosion, and the skull was shattered and disappeared. The golden sword was also rebounded to the point where it could no longer be maintained and turned into sixteen golden blades.

The bearded man breathed a sigh of relief and was about to cast a spell to deal with the attacks from others. Lu Yuan had a ferocious smile on his face and drew a circle on his beard with his fingers.

Sixteen golden blades immediately circled the beard and cut wildly. The beard suddenly screamed and blood mist rose around him.

Boning knife technique!

Zhang Tie immediately shuddered, remembering the tragic situation of the Fu family monk in Yuanwu Kingdom. Looking at the leisurely Lu Yuan on the side, Zhang Tie grabbed the formation plate in his arms, ready to move it at any time.

After a dozen breaths, the blood mist dissipated, leaving only a white skeleton in place, causing everyone in the room to take a breath. Even the old man from the late Feng family who was dissatisfied with Lu Yuan's behavior of picking peaches kept his mouth shut.

Lu Yuan walked over slowly and put the bearded storage bag in his hand with a wave of his hand. Then they glanced at everyone, and everyone hurriedly laughed at Lu Yuan, and even pointed at the storage bags of several other people, saying that Lu Yuan could do whatever he wanted.

"Fellow Daoist Lu was able to kill two late-stage monks in a row with his mid-stage cultivation. His magical power really makes me admire him." The old man from the Feng family who was in the late stage of foundation building complimented.

"There's so much nonsense, please turn off the formation quickly. Many of my classmates are still in the formation!" Lu Yuan said coldly, causing the old man to slap his hot face on his cold butt.