Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 371 True Demon Holy Body

The old man of the Killing Sword Sect, as the True Lord of Nascent Soul, was actually pierced by an inconspicuous awl. The many defensive magic weapons on his body had no effect at all.

Like a thin piece of paper, it is pierced back and forth by this awl with rotating patterns and a crystal-like texture.

The flesh and blood all over his body was like being sucked into a whirlpool, and was sucked up in an instant, not even the bone residue was left behind.

Kong Bai on the side fell back in shock, and when he raised his sword to save him, only the old Yuanying was left holding a dagger and flew away.

 The wrinkled Yuanying's little face was full of panic, and he was about to leave the place with a flicker.

The crystal cone disappeared and pierced out from the void again, accurately interrupting the teleportation of the old Nascent Soul.

 The crystal cone penetrated, and even Nascent Soul had no power to resist, just like a balloon being punctured.

With a bang, a Yuanying monk fell in front of everyone, his soul was destroyed, and even Yuanying could not escape.

 “Senior Brother Xun!”

Kong Bai roared loudly, venting his anger and at the same time alleviating his fear.

The old man surnamed Xun is average in strength among Yuanying monks and has no advantages. However, he is still a Yuanying monk who has been cultivating for more than six hundred years.

To be slaughtered like a chicken is too exaggerated. Could it be that the monks of Nascent Soul Consummation took action?

Kong Bai was suspicious in his heart. The thought of whether he was a helper invited by the Tianhe Sword Sect flashed across his mind. Countless sword lights shot out with him as the center.

 “The breath of the ancient demon!”

Ge Cang and Yan Yuanzai suddenly changed their expressions at the same time, each using their own means of protection. The crystal cone disappeared in a flash, but those who have been in contact with the ancient demon will never forget that aura.

The flower-carrying Arhat not far away threw out the Buddhist beads in his hand, and twelve Dharma protectors were surrounded by them, and the Buddha's light was deep and deep.

 At that time, he was taken out of the Immortal Burial Valley by the Bodhisattva Arhat and did not face the ancient demon directly, so the impression was not deep enough.

 After being reminded, he responded as quickly as possible.

“How did the ancient demon appear here? Did it break free from the ancient restrictions?”

The supreme clear micro-sword box is turned upside down, the moon is hanging high above the head, and the moonlight is shining on the top of the mountain where he is.

This crystal cone can obviously travel through the void and attack you from any position.

Bai Zichen didn't know if the fire drill could penetrate the crystal cone. Judging from the performance, it was much stronger than the fire mandrill encountered in the Black Mountain.

Whether it is the speed of traveling through the void or the agility of a pair of invisible hands controlling the crystal cone, it is far beyond.

If it goes beyond the fourth level of means, even if it is Yuexuan as an eye, it will not be discovered.

"It can't be the ancient demon. If it really reappears in the world, all of us here will be dead long ago. How can we use this kind of sneak attack... The ancient demon was suppressed to the realm of **** transformation because of the restrictions of the laws of this world. Even if these ten It has been weakened by demon refining for tens of thousands of years, and its strength is reduced to ten percent. After removing the restrictions imposed by the ancient immortals, it can at least be restored to the strength equivalent to the perfection of Nascent Soul!"

The Xingyao Sword was held in Yan Yuanzai's hand, and a streak of stars appeared, showing joy.

Jian Guang unknowingly moved closer to Yuexuan.

"Senior brother told me that there was someone plotting behind the Immortal Burial Valley. He had found some clues, but he just wanted to continue to pursue them, but all the clues were lost... It was definitely a true king with huge power in the Northern Territory who was involved, and even The Bo-Bo Arhat and Jiulian Zhenjun both went along with the flow and provided convenience."

“Everyone, this matter has nothing to do with my master... This place is dangerous, let’s leave first!”

The flower-carrying Arhat felt the gazes on him, clasped his hands together and said calmly.

“Someone has set up formation flags on the Meili Snow Peak. I’m afraid it’s equivalent to a fourth-level formation!”

 The way of the Buddha's light was blocked by the black mist, and the Arhat Nianhua made two consecutive attacks but failed.

He even manifested the appearance of holding a flower, holding a moon wheel, and transformed into countless phantoms.

The black mist just rolled violently and still failed to break through the exit passage.

The entire Meili Snow Peak was shrouded in black mist, and a group of Nascent Soul Lords were actually trapped in it.

"Okay, okay, okay! Someone actually dares to plot against me again and again on the territory of the Frost Kingdom. This time, I have surrounded so many comrades. I want to see who Fang Xiaoxiao has such arrogance and courage! "

Tieshu of the Nine Blacksmithing Sect suddenly grew taller, and a pair of treasure armor appeared on his body. Thousands of rays of rays of light appeared on his body, and thousands of auspicious auras appeared, preventing all evil from invading.

Decades ago, he was led into a dangerous situation. A demonic figure set up an ambush and attacked him, and he almost died.

 It was with this set of ancestral armor that he was able to carve out a **** path.

Zhenwu Baojia has a total of eighteen parts, each part is equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon, and when combined together, it becomes a low-grade spiritual treasure.

The demonic energy revealed by the crystal cone is very similar to the demonic shadow that attacked him last time, and it was obviously the work of the same person.

However, the strength displayed was very different. If there had been the crystal cone traveling through the void and plotting everywhere, even with the real martial arts armor, Tie Shu would not have thought he could have survived.

"Xiang Ji, are you crazy? There is a demonic cultivator who wants to take advantage of you and me to compete with swords and sacrifice all the Nascent Soul cultivators here!"

Tang Fei retreated embarrassedly. He didn't expect that Xiang Ji's seizure had reached this level.

 There was a demonic cultivator lurking in the dark, and he took the lead in killing one of his Yuan Ying junior fellow apprentices, but he actually ignored them.

The killing demon sword in his hand is still faster and more fierce than the other, and it is not affected at all.

"Yeah, I've seen it! It's just the magic of the real devil, the void escape... Wait until I kill you, and then go meet him!"

Xiang Ji's tone was indifferent, and he gathered another black ink giant sword to kill everything with the power of thunder. Tang Fei felt powerless and had to admit that Xiang Ji was much crazier than him.

Perhaps it was this irrationality, this madness that made Xiang Ji become the first monk of the Killing Sword Sect to refine the Killing Demonic Sword for the first time in thousands of years.

The ancestor who transformed into gods back then also took this route.

It's a pity that after transforming into a god, he left quietly without leaving a single word, nor did he pass on the fifth-level demonic sword of killing.

A sword mound spread out behind Tang Fei. Within a few miles, it was densely packed with flying swords.

 All the flying swords that the Tianhe Sword Sect has failed to refine and were damaged during use have been stored here for thousands of years.

The sharp sword energy rippled, and it collided with the Xuanmo giant sword with a tragic momentum.

There was another earth-shaking loud noise, and thousands of broken swords in the sword tomb exploded and turned into powder.

Fragments of the flying sword flew around, the Nascent Soul Realm shook violently, and Tang Fei's face turned paler.

At the end of the day, we know that it is very dangerous and unwise to directly use the Nascent Soul Realm to confront the true intention of killing, so we must not do so.

 Can't stop it, only death.

 When the true intention of killing has spread throughout the entire field, if the physical body is destroyed, even if you want to escape from the Nascent Soul, it will be difficult to do so.

 While the two were still fighting against the Nascent Soul Realm with the true meaning of the Great Dao, another situation occurred while watching the battle with the Nascent Soul Master.

The crystal cone struck from the void again, penetrated the water waves, and directly pierced into the body of Zhenjun Du Heng, causing a blood flower to splash up.

Unlike the old man surnamed Xun, Zhenjun Du Heng reacted promptly and mobilized the entire Xuanming heavy water to directly suppress the elusive crystal cone.

“Railway friends, come and give me a helping hand... This monster is so powerful, I can’t even hold it down with the weight of the entire Xuanming Heavy Water!”

Zhenjun Du Heng's voice came, and it was very difficult to hear it. The use of Xuanming Heavy Water, a treasure that can overwhelm others with force and cannot be resisted, also requires extremely high requirements for one's own true energy.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you to come and help City Lord Du!”

The nearest Tie Shu strode out, his figure rising again, and his Nine Forging Body has been operated to the limit, with layers of lines showing on his skin.

At the same time, the light of Zhenwu Treasure Armor gathered and condensed into a circle. The big hand of the cattail leaf fan was covered with treasure armor before grabbing the crystal cone.

 “Caught!”

Tieshu's deep voice was filled with a hint of excitement as he controlled the crystal cone in his hand.

But he soon realized something was wrong. The power transmitted from the crystal cone was too weak, and any Nascent Soul Lord could easily control it.

The Xuan Ming heavy water fell, and the rushing river directly shook his body. It was more than ten thousand pounds heavy.

“I have long suspected that you are colluding with demonic cultivators, and it is indeed true! Zhenwutongshen, give it to me!”

Tiezhu roared and thundered, and the real martial arts armor on his body erupted with dazzling light, exerting the power of a middle-grade spiritual treasure.

“On the basis of the spiritual treasures passed down by the ancestors, I have added six more top-grade magic treasures, and have successfully upgraded them to mid-grade spiritual treasures. It depends on whether you still have... No, you are not in the early stage of Nascent Soul!”

“I haven’t told you that you should have made some progress after so many years of practice...”

The waves of Xuan Ming's heavy water dispersed, revealing an old man with a crown on his head and dressed in rich clothes. He looked majestic and had an extraordinary bearing.

  Unfortunately, the skin exposed outside the clothes, the palms and wrists, the neck and cheeks all showed an indigo color, which ruined this magnificence.

 The aura on his body continued to increase, and even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Tie Shu was firmly suppressed in place.

Then he grabbed the crystal cone and stabbed him slowly in the chest.

The fifth-level nine-forged magic body and the medium-grade defensive spirit treasure’s Zhenwu Baojia are all vulnerable to this crystal cone.

 The speed slowed down when it penetrated, making a squeaking sound, and the crystal cone moved forward slowly and firmly in the protective aura.

The same ending as the old man surnamed Xun, Tieshu was sucked dry of flesh and bones amidst screams of pain, and Nascent Soul was also annihilated by the true demon's energy, unable to make any effective resistance.

After the owner died, the Zhenwu Baojia turned into a string of green light and flew out. Just when it was about to fly out of the black fog, it stretched out a giant indigo hand and grabbed it suddenly.

This middle-grade spiritual treasure struggled wildly in the giant hands, but still couldn't escape, and was firmly suppressed.

Outside the black mist, a huge demonic figure emerged, covered in indigo and burning with demonic flames.

Just one look at people has the tendency to demonize them.

 “Ancient Demon? No, it’s the True Demon Holy Body!”

The flower-carrying Arhat was so frightened that he blurted out, but quickly denied his guess.

Although the demon shadow is 70-80% similar to the ancient demons in the Immortal Burial Valley, it also only has the strength fluctuations of the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Du Heng's body swayed, and he had emerged from the black mist, standing in front of the demonic figure.

“Thank you all for allowing me to awaken my Demonic Dragon Cone into a low-grade Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure... As long as I refine all of you with blood, I will be able to achieve the final stage of Nascent Soul in no time!”

 Two voices came from Du Heng and the demonic figure behind him at the same time, one after the other, with repeated accents.

 (End of this chapter)