Sword Spirit Immortal Respects Demon History [Transmigration Book]

"Roar!"

The thundering roar of the tiger resounded among the mountains, and the rumbling echo was deafening. Some mountains with unstable foundations even cracked with a "bang", and the mountains were full of rubble. momentum.

Yunxi Yunche's face changed, Yunxi was older after all, took a deep breath to calm down, and said: "Immortal Venerable, your injury has just stabilized, and it is not suitable for fierce fighting for the time being, let's go back to the fairyland first."

Zhong Yan shook his head, "It's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge wings of the demon tiger in the distance flapped lightly, and the violent sound of the wind in the midair was accompanied by the deafening sound of thunder, and a huge black shadow flew towards this side like thunder, with There are many afterimages, but in the blink of an eye, it is near.

"I knew you would come here."

A muffled voice came out of the devil tiger's mouth, and a strange red light flashed from its dark eyes, condescendingly staring at the person on the auspicious cloud, but his tone was unquestionable, "No return, the devil world needs someone Queen."

Yun Che has always been impulsive. Hearing this, he immediately ignored the trembling body suppressed by the devil tiger, tried his best to straighten his back, sneered coldly, and said sarcastically: "After your devil emperor lacks magic, since he went to your devil world to look for it , What does it matter to us Xianzun? You can betray him once 3 years ago, and you can betray him a second time after 3 years. Our Xianzun has just come out of that shadow. Drag into the mud?"

Mohu's eyes narrowed, and a fierce look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a small strand of purple thunder wrapped around his body branched out, and shot towards Yun Che in a flash.

Chong Yan raised his hand, and a silver-blue sword energy shot out from his fingertips, and there was a light "chi" sound in midair, easily dispelling the thunder.

Yun Che had just breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing Chong Yan raise his hand, he threw a silver-white token over and said flatly, "Opening the Immortal Gate."

After saying that, the light in his palm flickered, and the Tianyan sword was held in his hand in an instant, and he swiped the sword lightly in the air, and several sharp sword qi shot out immediately, and went straight to the magic tiger's vital points .

To deal with such ignorant people, needless to say, just do it directly.

Mo Jiuyuan didn't know that he would really make a move, so he was stunned for a moment, until the sharp sword energy was about to approach him, then he flapped his wings and hurriedly dodged back.

"No return, you..."

It was about to say something when the person above the auspicious cloud jumped up, and a phantom of the Tianyan Sword formed by fairy light supported his body in midair, and the silver-blue light around his body flickered again and again, turning into several swords A small phantom of the Tianyan Sword shot straight at it.

Mo Jiuyuan immediately didn't care to speak again, and quickly used his magic power to control the purple thunder to meet it.

Even though its current figure is as high as a hill, the Tianyan Sword is not an ordinary sword, but the number one divine sword in the Three Realms. If you can bear it, if you are not careful, you may be stabbed a hole, and then the sword energy will explode in your body, that is not just for fun.

Over there, Mo Jiuyuan was temporarily entangled by Chongyan, and above the auspicious clouds here, Yunxi was holding the silver-white token in his hand, feeling a little at a loss as to what to do.

The whole body of the token is crystal clear like jade, with ancient and complicated patterns engraved on it, a big "Zun" character on the front shows the noble status of its holder, and a relatively neat "Ling" on the reverse The word means that it has so much power that it can control the world.

This is the order of the Immortal Venerable, the most noble thing in the Immortal World, and the Immortal Venerable gave it to them with such confidence...

You must know that in the past, whoever took a second look at this thing would lose his temper, let alone being touched, that is something that I dare not even think about!

It seems that Xianzun has really changed.

Thinking so, the two looked at each other, and joined hands to inject immortal energy into the Immortal Token.

With bursts of fairy lights flickering, a phantom of a door gradually appeared in midair. The patterns on it were vaguely similar to those on the token. The overall color was silvery white, and it looked noble and gorgeous, surrounded by clouds and mists. Curly, there is a faint taste of the fairy world.

Bai Miao stood on top of the auspicious clouds, looked at the fairy gate that showed its whereabouts on one side, and looked at the Nether Devil Tiger who became more irritable with the appearance of the fairy gate on the other side, his pupils instantly shrank into a vertical line, and his body was covered with skin His hair became fluffy at some point, his sharp teeth were ground, and the sharp tips of his four soft claws unconsciously poked out.

Killing the God Spear faintly sensed its master's ready-to-move emotions from the imprint of consciousness, and suddenly trembled, and quickly blocked the body of the gun in front of it, and said anxiously: "Ancestor, your current cultivation level is too low. In the past, it was only a disservice, so you should stay here obediently, so that the immortal will not be distracted to take care of you!"

Bai Miao bared her teeth, and let out a low growl from her throat. It barely resisted the urge to pounce on it, glanced at the god-killing gun in front of it, and said, "Go."

Killing God Spear was stunned, "... what... what?"

Bai Miao squinted her eyes, and expressed her attitude directly with actions. She raised her paw, and slapped on the body of the God Killing Spear with a "slap", and the whole gun flew out in a whirl, and flew in front of Mo Jiuyuan in the blink of an eye. , was slapped hard by the huge and thick claws of the irritable devil tiger, and flew into the air while spinning again.

The God-killing Spear let out a series of screams while spinning: "...help...help, I'm going to faint!"

Yet no one paid any attention to it.

Because Mo Jiuyuan was too big to fight, he shrunk his mountain-like body to the size of a tiger. Although his body was smaller, his speed was more flexible. There were afterimages in mid-air, and he was still in the east at the last moment. For a moment, they arrived at the opposite west side, and a series of purple thunderbolts filled with huge power went straight to the people standing in the middle. After a while, the place became a sea of ​​purple thunderbolts.

It was very difficult for Chongyan to resist.

On the one hand, his old injuries have just stabilized, and the flow of immortal power in his body is not as fast as it used to be. On the other hand, he has no memory or experience of these battles at all, and what he does is purely physical instinct. Only by taking some action can he react, and after several rounds like this, he is already at a disadvantage.

He swung his sword and managed to deflect a thunder attack. He glanced at the fairy gate on the side while he was panting. There should be a cup of tea before it can be fully opened. In any case, he had to continue to procrastinate.

But at this moment of distraction, a sound of wind suddenly came from behind, he subconsciously said that the sound was not good, and the Tianyan sword turned backwards to stab back, but he didn't know that the back was just swaying, and at the same time as he stabbed back, A black shadow flashed past quickly in front of him, a pain in his shoulder, the sound of the wind blowing in his ears, the scene in front of him changed several times, and a pain suddenly appeared in his back. pressed against a rock.

Mo Jiuyuan pressed a tiger's paw on his shoulder, watched him condescendingly panting with his eyes closed, and said in an inexplicably smug voice, "Wuhui, you have become weaker."

"It's you who gets weaker, Xiao Jiu."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and those closed eyes suddenly opened, the light-colored silver-blue eyes were covered with a touch of silver, and the corners of the tight lips were drawn into a straight line, looking even more indifferent and inhumane.

Mo Jiuyuan was taken aback, and just about to refute, he suddenly felt a touch of warmth on his paws.

There was a crisp sound of "cracking"...

The entire thick and powerful claws of the devil tiger suddenly hung there so softly, without any warning, and without even exerting any force.

He only put his hand lightly on the devil tiger's paw, and the paw was broken just like that.

Mo Jiuyuan was stunned for a moment, still unable to react, until a heart-piercing pain came from his claws, he opened his mouth, and suddenly let out a shrill roar!

"Roar! No answer, you actually hurt me!"