Black Scale's physical body is much stronger than it was a hundred years ago.
As soon as Patriarch Qi Shan thought, three blood-red spiritual shields flashed under him, blocking Black Scale.
The black face covered with scales was filled with a ferocious look. The "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Spear" in his hand brought out strings of dark spiritual light and pierced the blood-red spiritual shield.
"Bang." A crisp sound sounded, which shocked the ancestor of Qishan and made his face turn pale.
One of the thirteen Soft Fire Spiritual Shields had cracks on its surface. Under the influence of his mind, the ancestor of Qishan also suffered trauma, which was different from cultivators below the Golden Core level.
The magic weapons refined by cultivators above the golden elixir are all connected to their own minds. Once the magic weapons are damaged in an instant, the monks' minds will be caught off guard and suffer trauma.
Even if a Nascent Soul monk's natal magic weapon is directly chopped into pieces, his spiritual consciousness will inevitably suffer heavy damage due to his mental connection. Although this kind of trauma will not make the monk lose his combat effectiveness.
But it will also put huge pressure on the monk's psychology, and his own magic weapon will be chopped into pieces. Needless to say, the opponent must be much stronger than himself. In this case, the monk will most likely choose to escape instead of continuing to fight.
Go down.
Although Qishan Patriarch's mind was also traumatized, the magic weapon was not broken into pieces, so it had little impact on him, but it also frightened him. The poisonous dragon's "Poisonous Dragon Flame Spear" was really sharp, even his soft
Even the cremation spirit shield cannot completely resist it.
Thinking of this, Ancestor Qi Shan softly burned the spiritual shield with one hand and one finger, and the thirteen spiritual shields immediately merged together, turning into a blood-red spiritual shield several feet in size, spinning around Ancestor Qi Shan.
Suddenly, Hei Lin's face changed, and he showed a bit of anger. In the surprised eyes of Qishan Ancestor, he did not choose to go all out and continue the pursuit, but turned into a black light and was about to leave.
Although the ancestor of Qishan didn't know why the poisonous dragon was eager to leave, he could guess that it must be related to the person he was searching for.
"Could it be that that person has escaped from the Purple Sun Immortal City?" Qishan Patriarch's mind turned and he guessed a possibility.
After guessing this possibility, Qishan Patriarch would not let the poisonous dragon Black Scale go away. No matter what he was planning, he couldn't get it, and he definitely couldn't let him get it.
Thinking of this, Patriarch Qishan pointed his blood-cutting divine sword at his side, and a thick blood-red sword light suddenly cut through the void, fiercely aiming at the black scale that was flying towards the southeast.
The black scale face showed a ferocious look. Even though the ancestor of Qishan was grinding his teeth with hatred, he could only sigh in his heart, then stopped and used the "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Spear" to resist the attack of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.
...
Dozens of miles away, Xiao Lin was turning into a streak of blood, flying toward the southeast at lightning speed.
Just after flying thirty or forty miles, the blood flames surrounding him began to fade and then began to dissipate.
Xiao Lin's eyes showed a look of absolute despair, and he threw a Blood Yang Pill into his mouth again to restore the lost energy and blood, and then spurted out another mouthful of blood and injected it into the Fire Cloud Pendant beside him.
Immediately, another stream of blood flames was shot from the Huoyun Pendant and entered Xiao Lin's body. The blood-colored flames that had dimmed and almost disappeared began to burn fiercely again, and Xiao Lin's flight speed suddenly accelerated by three points.
Xiao Lin is now very sure that the person who locked him with his spiritual consciousness is definitely not the ancestor of Jindan, but a genuine Yuanying old monster. Although he has flown away for dozens of miles, the kind of person who is being spied on
Not only did the feeling not disappear, but it became more intense.
He didn't know if the Nascent Soul Ancestor who locked onto him with his spiritual consciousness had already come after him. If he did come after him, he might be in really bad luck this time.
A journey of a hundred miles is just a blink of an eye for the old monster Yuanying. Even if he is a Jindan monk, Xiao Lin is confident that he can use his many methods to get rid of the other party's spiritual lock.
But facing the old monster Yuanying? Xiao Lin's pale face was full of depression. He couldn't figure out how he could provoke an old monster Yuanying, and it was also a monster Yuanying.
At this point, it was useless to think about anything. Xiao Lin flew towards the southeast with all his strength, hoping to leave a hundred miles away and release the lock of spiritual consciousness, although he also knew that this idea was a bit slim.
...
Hei Lin looked at the ancestor of Qishan and it could be said that his teeth were itching with hatred. This person made it clear that he wanted to pester him and prevent him from chasing the human monk who escaped from Ziyang Fairy City.
Although his heart was full of reluctance, he was helpless. Faced with the entanglement of Yuanying monks of the same level as himself, it was not easy to escape.
Thinking of this, Hei Lin snorted coldly and pointed in the direction of Purple Sun Fairy City.
Outside the Purple Sun Fairy City, Wan Jin and He Wuya, who were covered by a big golden net, looked pale and struggled to activate the magic power in their bodies. The two magic weapons, one sword and one sword, turned into two magic weapons, and the golden light was
The big net holds up.
This big golden net is the famous "Golden Net of Douying". It is a spiritual treasure and is famous in the world of cultivation. It is specially refined to trap the Yuanying of Yuanying monks. Once caught by it,
This net will pass through the monk's body.
The Nascent Soul is taken out of the body, and once the Nascent Soul is covered by the "Golden Net of Carrying the Soul", its bones will become soft and its flesh will become soft. No matter how powerful it is, it will not be able to use it under such circumstances.
Therefore, the two of them tried their best, but they did not dare to let the "Douying Golden Net" really fall down.
They could only hope that Patriarch Qishan could repel the poisonous dragon, get out as soon as possible, and help them free themselves from the shackles.
Suddenly, a golden stream of light flashed above the golden net. In the surprised eyes of the two people, the Douying Golden Net turned into a ball of golden light and flew away. After losing the shackles, the two of them were completely free.
free.
Seeing this scene, the two couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw a look of confusion on each other's faces.
Logically speaking, the poisonous dragon could not have such good intentions, trapping the two of them, and let them go. Moreover, although the poisonous dragon did not directly drive the "Golden Net of Douying", with this spiritual treasure,
It is impossible for the two of them to break through the shackles in a short time.
"You two quickly go to the southeast, follow the Douying Golden Net, and see if any of our human monks are escaping. In addition, do your best to block the Douying Golden Net, and don't let that person be caught by the black scales.
"
When the two of them were full of doubts, the voice of Qishan Patriarch suddenly sounded in their ears.
After hearing this, both of them had expressions of unwillingness on their faces, but they could not bear the sin of violating their ancestor's decree, so the two could only look at each other and smile bitterly, and then control the magic weapon.
, turned into two thick spiritual lights, flying towards the southeast.
"Old monster Qishan, since you want to fight, then I will fight with you happily." After releasing the "Douying Golden Net", Hei Lin was determined. In his opinion, the opponent was just a foundation-building person.
Low-level monks are not easy to capture under their own "Golden Net of Douying".
Therefore, he was not worried about the man escaping. Instead, he was completely aroused by Ancestor Qi Shan. The "Poison Dragon Black Flame Spear" in his hand flashed a large black stream of light and rushed towards Ancestor Qi Shan.
The Qishan Patriarch's face changed slightly, but he did not show any fear. Instead, he pointed at the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword above his head. The Blood-Transforming Divine Slashing Sword suddenly split into two people and turned into two shocking blood-red sword lights.
Cut off the black scales.
"Hmph, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is indeed divided into yin and yang. One is for transforming blood, and the other is for killing gods. However, if you want to use this to injure me, you are still wishful thinking." The black robe on Hei Lin's body suddenly tore open, revealing
The body inside was covered with pitch black scales.
Then he suddenly threw the "Poison Dragon Black Flame Gun" in his hand, and his body began to expand rapidly.
"Yin~" A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a huge black dragon with a height of one hundred feet appeared in the void. The thick body hugged by several people was covered with black palm-sized scales.
It has a half-cut horn on its head, and under its belly there is only one black claw with inch-long black nails that is shaking constantly.
Seeing the true form of the poisonous dragon, the ancestor of Qishan finally showed a look of fear on his face. Once the poisonous dragon appears in prototype, it will basically be at its peak combat power, and its physical strength will also be fully displayed.
Even if he possessed the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, he had no confidence that he could defeat this poisonous dragon.
Moreover, Poison Dragon's innate magical power, the Poisonous Black Flame, is also the nemesis of the magical weapons of the immortal cultivators, and specializes in corrupting the magical weapons of the immortal family. This is the fundamental reason why the ancestor of Qishan did not want to conflict with him at the beginning.
But now that the matter has come to this, he can only bite the bullet. He must buy time for Wan Jin and He Wuya. It is best to capture the man back to Beilan Sect alive. Even if he cannot capture him alive, he must destroy him.
Go, fight hard to get it, and never let Black Scale get it.
Ancestor Qishan turned and flew towards the distance. At the same time, thousands of flames appeared around him again. The soft fire spiritual shield also rotated rapidly around his body. A blood had already condensed ten feet around him.
Red photo mask.
The poisonous dragon directly dragged a ball of black light and shot towards the ancestor of Qishan.
The blood-slashing divine sword in the hands of the ancestor of Qishan extended straight out, a beam of blood dozens of feet long, and slashed hard at the poisonous dragon.
When the poisonous dragon saw the blood light, it did not dodge. It opened its big mouth and sprayed out a stream of dark venom. The venom flew up into the air and collided with the blood light.
The dozens of feet of blood light began to annihilate the moment it hit the poisonous dragon. When the blood light fell on the poisonous dragon, it was already dim and almost invisible. Apart from a few sparks bursting out, it did not hurt the poisonous dragon.
Just a few cents.
A trace of disdain flashed in Poisonous Dragon's eyes, and a dark afterimage suddenly flashed past.
Ancestor Qi Shan's face jumped. As soon as a huge blood-red spiritual shield was blocked in front of him, there was a "bang", and Ancestor Qi Shan was swept away dozens of feet away along with his body and the soft fire spirit shield.
Tens of feet away, the ancestor of Qishan, who had stabilized his figure, turned pale, secretly shocked by the powerful body of the poisonous dragon in front of him.