The chain ball slowly contracted inward like a giant python, obviously trying to kill the four-armed ancient demon, but it only contracted for two or three points and stopped moving.

Then, a rich blood light shone out in a dot, and soon the chain ball exploded with a loud bang, revealing the four-armed ancient demon that had grown to four or five feet tall.

Most of the explosive chains were destroyed, but after being shaken open for dozens of feet, the rest perseveredly entangled at the four-armed ancient demon.

He used his magical power to transform himself into a small giant and did not dodge. He used his four-armed ancient demon to form a claw and sucked the many chains he had wrapped into his hands.

Then, the blood-colored demon light erupted from his hands and spread to its roots along these forbidden chains.

Wherever the blood flowed, the silver runes on the chain were stained into a dark red without resisting it.

In a moment, the many chains in the hands of the four-armed ancient demon turned into light spots and dissipated.

The four-armed ancient demon had blurred and turned into its original body shape. He spoke magic spells and suddenly a chain of four or five feet long, four-foot-long ancient treasure emerged from the pit wall and obediently wrapped around one of his right arm.

Obviously, the forbidden treasure left by the ancient cultivator was defiled by the magic skills of the four-armed ancient demon and was transformed into himself.

After this incident, the anger of the four-armed ancient demon finally subsided. He waved his arms together and two rays of light flew from the sky and the ground respectively.

The path in the sky was a white round bead the size of a fist made of countless soul-catching flying spirits. The four-armed ancient demon attracted it and swallowed it into his stomach.

The altar on the ground was the magic-skin drum, which was reduced by dozens of times at this time, and was only the size of a palm.

The four-armed ancient demon held the small altar, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dark red demon blood. The altar that absorbed the demon blood suddenly lit up a faint red light. After a few breaths, a blood-colored ghost baby with exposed teeth crawled out. He sat at the top of the altar, pointed in one direction and shouted.

The four-armed ancient demon had a flash of joy on his red face, and his hands lit up blood. The altar sank into his palm, and then flew away quickly in the direction pointed by the blood baby just now.

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At the exit of the Ghost Resentment Land, in the garden covered with strange flowers and plants, seven monks were meditating in the jade pavilion.

They were the cultivators who only passed the land of ghosts and resentment in the secret realm of Xutian, and did not go to the Ice and Fire Path during this trip to Xutian Palace.

Although their journey to the Xutian Palace stopped here, unless they entered the treasure room of the inner hall to get the treasure, no matter which level they stopped, they had to teleport out with others.

There are eight jade pavilions in the garden. It is logical that seven immortal cultivators each have too many, but they would rather leave three jade pavilions empty than squeeze in the remaining jade pavilions in groups of three or three.

It was because a beautiful woman in purple clothes was sitting cross-legged in the jade pavilion in the center, and was now using her magic power to cleanse a snow-white sword.

The aura it emits is a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

This beautiful woman is the extremely holy Taoist couple in the Six Paths. She is known as Mrs. Wen. She has a changeable temperament and is elusive. She often draws her sword and kills people if she is inconsistent. Therefore, the other six other cultivators in the garden are far away from her to avoid causing unintentional disasters.

The spiritual energy in Xutian Palace is richer, far beyond the outside world. Although I have to sit here for more than a month, everyone feels uncomfortable, but they are happy.

However, a sudden white light broke the silence and peace of the garden.

The seven people present came here from the white light, so naturally they realized that this was the scene when the teleportation array in Xutian Hall took effect.

This made everyone look at each other. Nearly ten days have passed. Are there still fellows who are passing the barrier?

Has he been practicing in seclusion in a place of ghosts and resentment?

Just when everyone was surprised, a strange man with red skin and black armor, head and horns, and four arms walked out of the teleportation array.

After seeing the seven immortal cultivators staring at him, he immediately grinned and heard a muffled thunder sound from his belly.

For a moment, the cultivators, including Mrs. Wen, couldn't help but feel terrified and felt like they were being targeted by natural enemies.

So, everyone sacrificed magic weapons at the same time, and Mrs. Wen even gave the long sword to her head with a blue face, as if she was about to take action with all her strength immediately.

But due to the fear in my heart, no one dared to be the first to take action.

The four-armed ancient demon only felt his abdomen empty and hungry, and stepped forward like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

After walking a few steps, the ban in Xutian Palace was triggered. Several silver lightning flashed, but before it could be seen, it was deflected by a layer of light film that was swept out from the black armor and hit the empty space.

Everyone was shocked. This strange man was not even afraid of the ban on Xutian Palace. What kind of magical power was that? What kind of magical power did these monks in the Kaling Stage be their opponents? They looked at Mrs. Wen in the Central Yuting Pavilion.

At this moment, Mrs. Wen lost her usual coldness, arrogance and arrogant attitude, and said with a pale face and a trembling slight trembling:

"Impossible! It must be that the old bastard of the Six Paths bullying me again! How could there be a real demon in this world?!"

The silver lightning just now shone the face of the four-armed ancient demon clearly. Mrs. Wen immediately recognized that the face of this demon is exactly like the powerful true demon, one of the six true magical phenomena summoned by his husband's Six Paths, and the six true magical phenomena summoned by the demon skills he practiced.

Coupled with this feeling of palpitations like a natural enemy, Mrs. Wen instantly realized that the other party was a powerful real demon, but she really couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it!

The powerful true demon had just broken the seal and was forced to use the magic of the demon clan's disintegration and transformation. When the demon body was extremely deficient, it flashed and rushed to Mrs. Wen with the silver lightning that had hit him, obviously trying to nourish the flesh and blood spirit infant of this Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this moment, Mrs. Wen was afraid and under the terrifying oppression of life and death, she also took action in anger.

She injected her magic power into the long sword above her head without reservation. When she pointed the sword at a glance, the sword divided into many sword shadows, and slashed towards the powerful real demon with amazing spiritual fluctuations.

Mrs. Wen is a rare sword cultivator among the demon cultivators, and she is an extremely pure sword cultivator. Her cultivation is all tied to the sword, so the sword at this moment is her full-strength attack.

Facing the sword shadows of the sky, the powerful true demon threw out the forbidden chains he had just obtained and snatched them in front of him. The blood-colored halo of the radiant sword shadows of the sky were destroyed.

Then, the demonic energy surged around him, and a huge suction force burst out from his palms, falling on the body of the long sword hidden in the sword shadow.

In an instant, Mrs. Wen had worked hard to refine the magic sword for hundreds of years, and was captured by the powerful real demon.

"No!"

At this moment, Mrs. Wen was both heartbroken. She remembered the way her husband often used powerful real magic to fight against the enemy. She quickly drove the magic sword, and did not hesitate to consume his essence and blood, but also wanted to break free.

But the real demon Dali smiled grimly, and the blood light on his palms lit up, and it turned into a buzzing sword like twisting a twist on Mrs. Wen's magic weapon. It broke inch by inch without insisting on counting breaths.

The natal magic weapon is connected to the mind of the cultivator. The magic weapon sword is destroyed. Mrs. Wen empathizes with it and spits out a mouthful of blood.

Before she could take a breath, the powerful true demon had already arrived in front of her, smashed her protective magic weapon with one punch, and went straight towards her dantian.

Mrs. Wen's soul was so powerful that she immediately left the body regardless of the nature of the Earth, and immediately used the magical power of moving, and escaped more than ten feet.

She was about to use her magical powers again, but suddenly she felt that the Nascent Soul seemed to fall into the quagmire and could not move.
Chapter completed!