Ye Lingtian knew that he didn't have much time, so he poured all his remaining real power into the small stick, and when he spotted an incoming flag sword, he struck it with one stick, destroying the connection between the flag sword and the Demon Lord.

Temporarily broken up.

Seeing the light of the flag sword dim, Ye Lingtian stared at the flag sword, quickly stretched out his left hand with the blue flame ring on it, grabbed the struggling flag sword and stuffed it into the blue flame ring.

Seeing that he succeeded in robbing the treasure, Ye Lingtian was overjoyed. The Blue Flame Ring was a treasure of the Immortal Family. Although the flag sword refined by the Demon King was also a good treasure, due to the incomplete formation and his limited cultivation, Ye Lingtian let Ye Lingtian sneak attack.

Successfully, striking while the iron was hot, Ye Lingtian took aim at the flag sword and knocked it down one after another.

The Demon Lord was dealing with a group of monks, and suddenly found that part of his flag sword had lost contact with him. He was shocked and quickly turned his head to look over, only to see Ye Lingtian holding up a small stick with shining light, as if hitting a sparrow.

Knocking off his flag sword by the root, he grabbed it like a chicken and put it into his Sumeru Ring.

This flag sword originally had eighty-one flags. Hundreds of years ago, the demon king who was nearly an immortal was surrounded and suppressed by monks from the earth realm. With the formation of ninety-nine and eighty-one flag swords, he even killed several immortals.

It's a pity that a good man can't stand the crowd. There are hundreds of loose immortals in the world. The demon king who offended the public was rounded up by countless loose immortals. He just escaped with his flag and sword, but only these eighteen demon flags were left out of the eighty-one.

The pole is barely usable.

Over the years, the Demon Lord has been hiding in the human world to heal his wounds. He has carefully practiced the remaining flag swords over and over again, and kept them as if they were his own sons. But now he would not take them out unless he was forced to do so.

At this time, he saw that Ye Lingtian was actually grabbing the flag sword that was more dear to him than his own son in front of him! The demon king was immediately furious, burning up 20% of his cultivation level desperately, and violently scattered the surrounding people like flies.

With a magic weapon like that, he turned around and rushed towards Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian, who was enjoying the fight, saw the Demon Lord suddenly attacking, and quickly used all his strength to greet him with both palms.

"puff······!"

Ye Lingtian spit out a mouthful of blood and flew several feet away.

"Damn that stinking Taoist priest, give me back my precious flag!"

Feeling distressed, he put away the three remaining flag swords and roared almost madly as he rushed towards Ye Lingtian, who was flying backwards.

Seeing that the demon king broke away from the attack and injured the real person, everyone quickly set up magic weapons to intercept the demon king. The demon king himself was already going crazy and burned another 20% of his cultivation level. Ordinary magic weapons could not stop him.

Cheng Bagua's magic weapon array didn't last for more than two seconds before it was dispersed by the Demon Lord's palms burning with blazing black flames.

Before he could catch his breath, when he saw the Demon Lord slashing at him again with his palms filled with black flames, Ye Lingtian quickly took out two handfuls of Vitality Pills and stuffed them into his mouth, pouring all the remaining pitiful power into his mouth.

He got into the Taoist robe, then threw up the Taoist robe of Caiguang Dasheng to protect his whole body, planning to take a gamble!

"boom······!"

After a loud noise, the dimly lustrous Taoist robe wrapped around Ye Lingtian's body and flew out like a meteor.

"Everyone, let's fight! We must protect the real person! Let's destroy all the magic weapons!"

Seeing that Ye Lingtian's life was in danger as he risked his life to break the formation, the monks immediately threw their magic weapons in front of the demon king with all their strength, and they exploded into a series of rumbles!

Magical weapons are generally connected to the soul. If the magic weapon is damaged, the soul of the owner of the magic weapon will also be injured. Although the damage to the soul does not cause much harm to the physical body, it is a great trauma to the cultivation level, which can generally be avoided.

If so, no one would choose to use magic weapons to fight for their lives.

However, the monks were not at a loss. After exploding the magic weapon, even the Demon Lord who had burned his cultivation could not withstand such a desperate attack. One after another, the magic weapon exploded in front of the Demon Lord.

The explosion caused the Demon Lord, who was already a little weak, to be covered in scars!

"You little lunatics! You are all lunatics! I will never forget the revenge of capturing the flag!"

Seeing that he would die at the hands of a group of little lunatics if he didn't run away, the Demon Lord roared angrily, set up the three remaining flag swords, turned around and ran away.

Stopping everyone who wanted to chase after him, the eldest brother of the miscellaneous army led everyone to rush to the place where Ye Lingtian fell...

"Damn it, if I had known better, I wouldn't have taken advantage of this trip. Those two palms of the Realm Transformation Demon Lord directly lowered my cultivation level by a notch! Damn it!"

But what they didn't expect was that although Ye Lingtian was hit hard by the Demon Lord, Ye Lingtian was still intact at this time, sitting on the ground cursing the Demon Lord.

In fact, the last two palms of the demon king were still very painful. Even if Ye Lingtian refined all the two stolen demon corpses, he would only be able to reach the early to mid-seventh level at most, and those at the same level would be knocked down.

, making Ye Lingtian very frustrated.

If Ye Lingtian's basic points were to absorb the shark's cultivation and consolidate it, he would still be able to sit firmly in the mid-seventh level. At this time, the only Taoist robe he could use had been damaged. It seems that Ye Lingtian's losses were not small.

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"I'm just a little bit close to getting all the remaining three flag swords. If I gather them into eighteen, I can create a small formation, and my strength will definitely increase. Alas..."

Thinking of the fifteen flag swords, Ye Lingtian couldn't help but sigh. It's a pity that with his own cultivation level, he still can't refine a near-immortal treasure like the flag sword, and he can't make up eighteen flags. He has no way of understanding.

The formation and usage of the flag sword.

"You are here just in time, please protect me!"

Just when Ye Lingtian was booing, a group of miscellaneous troops also rushed to Ye Lingtian's side. They almost shocked Ye Lingtian, but Ye Lingtian quickly calmed down and put on a high-spirited appearance.

After explaining the human appearance, Ye Lingtian began to fall into trance.

After reversing the yin and yang beads, the two demons whose souls were sealed in the fairy ring were sucked clean by Ye Lingtian in an instant, and then Ye Lingtian began to refine it bit by bit.
Chapter completed!