Outside the gate of Mantuo City, there were crowds of people.
The people gathered here are all family children in Mantuo City and idle monks.
At the center of the incident, the six "superior immortals" of the Barbarian Pavilion were all empty-handed, wearing sacred robes of barbarians, and showing their barbaric power.
On the opposite side of these six people, eight people walked in a vain. The eight people were wearing uniform service, obviously from the same force. The eight people's clothes were made of black and had strange patterns on their robes. Look,
It feels gloomy and evil!
When Zheng Nan saw the pattern, he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart - why is the pattern similar to his Ring of Killing God and the Moon Night Killing Sword?
Among the six people in the Barbarian Pavilion, the strongest middle-aged man stood up first. He looked at the opposite side with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, it turns out that it is a man from Mo Liao Mountain. How dare he come to my Barbarian Pavilion.
The territory is very courageous!”
The voice of the middle-aged man was filled with magnificent Yuan and soul power. Although the sound was not loud, it shocked the audience.
Many warriors who watched the fun on the ground were shocked by the middle-aged man's words. The deterrence of the soul-state power is not something they can bear! But on the other hand, the eight people in black robes on the other side
But none of the people reacted too much, especially the oldest of the eight people. He stepped forward and laughed loudly.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
After a burst of laughter, the voices and pressures of the middle-aged man in the Barbarian Pavilion no longer existed. Obviously, in terms of power, the other party is not inferior to him!
"Chu Batian, who is in the Mo Liaoshan, will bring his disciples out to see the world today. Haven't you been asking for your name yet?" The strongest man on Mo Liaoshan was not angry, but was very polite.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man from the Barbarian Pavilion snorted coldly: "Since ancient times, the Taoist demons are not in harmony, so don't get close to you here! Although my Barbarian Pavilion is located in a remote place, it is also a famous and righteous path. It is not a place you can come to when you say it!"
When Chu Batian heard the middle-aged man in the wilderness Pavilion speak so rudely, he didn't react much. However, the disciple behind him quit. A young man in his early twenties smiled twice and said:
"I didn't expect that you, the so-called righteous people, don't even understand the politeness at all. Our master talks to you politely. Is that what you answered?"
The middle-aged man from the wilderness pavilion curled his lips disdainfully: "What are you? You are not worthy of talking to me."
At this moment, even Chu Batian no longer spoke well. He ignored the middle-aged man, but said to the disciples behind him: "Disciples, there are six disciples from the Wild Pavilion here.
, I will leave that old man to me, and the other five to you! Today we will take down all these rude people and go back to sacrifice and refine the demonic energy!"
"Okay, sacrifice to refine the demonic energy!" The seven disciples of Demon Liaoshan shouted in unison, followed Chu Batian's steps and rushed up!
"Old guy, don't you still report your name, aren't you afraid of becoming a nameless ghost? I think you are a second-generation disciple of the Barbarian Pavilion, and I will give you the qualification to report your name!" Chu Batian shouted while rushing towards the middle-aged man.
Seeing the other party rushing, the middle-aged man naturally had no reason to retreat. He shouted coldly and went up to him, taking out a vajra from his hand. "The demonic Taoist is a little slut, speaks wildly! Eat me first, then ask for your name!"
The middle-aged vajra danced and the wind blew, and the vajra became bigger in the wind while the primordial power swayed. Obviously, this was a magic weapon, not an ordinary weapon!
After the vajra became larger, it rushed straight towards the other side with the power that shocked the mountains!
"Ruyi Vajra? Haha, it turns out that you are the famous 'Ruyi Vajra' Zhou Mulang among the second generation disciples of the Manhuang Pavilion!" Chu Batian said, with a small magic pot in his hand.
There were strange patterns shining on the magic pot, and a black demonic energy rippled out between Chu Batian's palms!
As the demonic energy emanates, the speed of the smashed vajra suddenly decreases, and the originally arrogant force instantly decreases a lot. And among the demonic energy, a burst of suction burst out from the mouth of the small magic pot, causing the opponent to
The vajra slowly sucked over!
Chu Batian smiled proudly: "Take your vajra away, I see how you call yourself a Vajra!"
"Hundred Refining Demon Pot?" Ruyi Vajra Zhou Mulang's expression changed, and he was obviously a little afraid of the other party's magic weapon. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, shouting: "Back!"
Immediately, his Ruyi Vajra suddenly changed its power and turned around and flew back.
Zhou Mulang's face looked a little bad. He held the huge vajra tightly and snorted coldly: "Chu Batian, what's the ability to win with his magic weapon one level higher than me?"
"Hahaha, I am a person in the devil's way, and you actually told me this? No matter what kind of ability I have, I am a good skill to kill you!" Chu Batian smiled arrogantly, and the magic pot in his hand came out of his hand.
Flying to the middle-aged man.
"The magic pot swallows the sky!"
Chu Batian is the same as Zhou Mulang, and his level is in the middle stage of the Soul Realm. However, there is a certain gap between the magic weapons of the two of them:
Zhou Mulang’s Ruyi Vajra was refined by himself and improved as his realm improves. It is a medium treasure.
Chu Batian’s Hundred Refining Demon Pot was made by their Demon Liaoshan Sect with the sacred demonic energy. It is a high-level treasure.
Although it is only this level difference, it is very obvious in the battle: Zhou Mulang is restrained by Chu Batian everywhere, especially in the duel of magic weapons, and suffered a great loss!
Seeing the other party coming again, Zhou Mulang had to force himself. He waved the vajra, and the sacred clothes of the barbarian god were swaying in the wind, like a barbarian beast rushing out of the deep mountains.
The two have similar strengths, and Zhou Mulang is able to stalemate with Chu Batian with his desperate spirit!
However, on the other side, the side of the Barbarian Pavilion was completely at a disadvantage: the seven spiritual disciples of Mo Liao Mountain faced the five disciples of the Barbarian Pavilion, which was basically a tragic defeat!
Although the five disciples of the Barbarian Pavilion were carrying brute force, they were completely suppressed by the opponent's momentum. Although the seven disciples of the Demon Mountain had different magic weapons, they had a unified feature:
The demonic energy lingers!
They were surrounded by a black cloud, like their master Chu Batian. This was their best way to refine the vast demonic energy and form the supreme demonic baby!
This sentence is a cultivation motto that has been passed down from Mo Liao Mountain for generations, and it is also a legend passed down from generation to generation.
Refining the surging demonic energy is something that every disciple of Mo Liaoshan will do. On Mo Liaoshan, there is a scene of demonic energy all day long, with black clouds covering the mountain and covering the sky and the sun! And every child of Mo Liaoshan
The daily practice is to absorb, refine these demonic energy and transform them into one's own cultivation!
As for "building the supreme demon baby", it is a level that few people can touch. That level is already a rare existence in the entire continent, and it is an extremely high level...
The disciples of Demon Mountain were swallowing the clouds and spitting mist, and the entire suburbs of Mantuo City were made into a mess. When the five disciples of the Manhuang Pavilion finally couldn't hold on, someone finally couldn't help shouting: "The warriors of Mantuo City
Cultivators, these people are evil people in the devil’s way. Those with strength can quickly help us and help us up the right path!”
Hearing this, many people on the ground were eager to try, but they all knew that they were not strong enough and no one dared to take action.
But to everyone's surprise, someone took action: a tall and strong man stood up with a firm and persistent expression!
Lu Li! This stupid guy actually took action!
"Hmph, I am Lu Li, a newly acquired disciple from the Marshal Pavilion. Who came down to fight me?" Lu Li stood on the ground and shouted, not afraid of the other party's seven spiritual realms. However, his strength was only in the Heaven Realm, and he stepped on it continuously.
You can't even walk in vain, you can only stand on the ground.
"One Heavenly Realm?" The seven disciples of Demon Liaoshan were stunned for a moment, with a joking smile on their faces.
Some of the people watching on the ground applauded Lu Li, but more of them secretly sarcastic, saying that he was "silly" and "silly"!
He could only take all this in his eyes and did not rush to take action. He quietly watched the situation on the field change: at first Lu Li was calling a war there, but the seven Demon Liaoshan children were disdainful, and
No one came down to fight him. But Lu Li did not give up. While jumping and jumping, he grabbed stones and dirt from the ground and fired "missiles" into the air!
In this way, the disciples of Mo Liaoshan were finally angry.
A disciple of Mo Liaoshan was covered with black demonic energy and fell from the sky!
"Ignorous silly guy, die!" The guy came up with a killer move, and used the advanced talisman in his hand directly - it was an exquisite bow, using Yuanli as an arrow, which could fire powerful Yuanli.
attack!
"Fight!" Lu Li shouted loudly, rushed forward towards the other party, regardless of his life and death!
Seeing Lu Li rushing forward, Zheng Nan's eyebrows also frowned and became more and more curved. He curled his lips helplessly and muttered, "This naughty green..."
Immediately, just as Lu Li caught up with the opponent's Yuanli arrow, the Yuanli arrow came to an abrupt end! On the way the Yuanli arrow was advancing, a small black vortex slowly hovered, forming a space. And
When the Yuanli Arrow passed through the black space, it was sucked in and never came out again!
Wuji Dead Domain!
"Uh? What's going on?" Lu Li was stunned. He thought it would hurt this time and might even die directly, but he didn't expect such an accident to happen. "Is it that 'master'?
Have you helped me again?"
Lu Li's face was happy, and then shouted to the air in the sky: "Thank you, Master, for helping you again!"
The disciple of Mo Liaoshan was full of anger and looked around in the air: "Who is the sacred way to use such a sneaky method? If he is really a master, can he dare to come out to fight?"
After a long time, the disciple of Mo Liaoshan received no response. He snorted angrily and was about to attack Lu Li again.
But at this moment, a calm and joking voice finally came, and it was Zheng Nan who spoke: "Hehe, you are a man in the devil, so you are so embarrassed to tell me these things? I don't care what method I can do, as long as I can kill you, it's all
A good way.”
"You..." The disciple of Mo Liaoshan was suddenly angry because Zheng Nan's words were a replica of his master's words before.
"What are you, go and die!"
Zheng Nan was too lazy to talk to the other party. When he used the Wuji Dead Domain just now, he couldn't help but feel happy: the strength of the Wuji Dead Domain did not reduce its power because it reached Zhongzhou!
It seems that magical power is magical power, and it is indeed not a big deal! Zheng Nan's other strength in other aspects has been greatly weakened due to the spatial confinement effect of Zhongzhou, but the power of this magical power has not diminished at all!
Zheng Nan controlled the Wuji Dead Domain and directly enveloped the disciple of Mo Liaoshan. The opponent's movements slowed down a lot, and all movements were slowed down for half a beat.
When Zheng Nan knew this, he finally showed up: he stood firmly on the back of the fire demon ant, and the fire demon ant that was more than four meters long was majestic and took Zheng Nan to the sky!
"Zheng... little brother! Why are you?" Lu Li looked surprised and looked at Zheng Nan standing in the air with incredible feelings. Even if he was stupid, he should understand: Zheng Nan is the master, that
He saved him repeatedly and helped him!
On the other side of the ground, Lu Fei also looked strange under the crowd of registered disciples: "It's him, it's him! Zheng Nan is indeed a hidden master!"
For a time, many onlookers recognized Zheng Nan, and those who didn't know him quickly heard Zheng Nan's name from others!