Lang Fei thought that the Black Hell Devil Flag in Cang Xiezi's hand could only confuse people's minds, but he never expected that it could have such a wonderful effect. His face suddenly changed, and he was inexplicably horrified. Little did he know that the quality of the Black Hell Devil Flag in front of him was comparable to that of the Zhongjing Devil Flag.
It is a top-grade magic weapon, and its difficulty in casting is comparable to that of the Heavenly Ghost Sect's Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner. The Ghost Hundred Ghost Flag is made from the sinews, bones and skin of human beings soaked in the Yin Pond of Ten Thousand Ghosts for tens of thousands of years, while the Black Hell Demon
The flag is made from mineral materials that have been deposited for tens of thousands of years in the Yinsha Cave of the Heavenly Demon Sect, plus a trace of the Heavenly Demon's Qi drawn from the Black Demon Prison of the Heavenly Demon Realm, and mixed with hundreds of resentful souls for sacrifice. Its magical features are:
Second, the first is that it can absorb people's hearts and souls, and ordinary refiners cannot resist it. It can also be divided into eight-faced banners, which can be deployed in formations to trap enemies. The second is that there is ten thousand years of evil energy sealed in it, which can not only be used to corrode the true essence.
Shields and other body-protecting auras are better at contaminating people's magic weapons, magic weapons and other spiritual objects.
This, the Black Hell Devil Flag is magical and mystical, and naturally has its weaknesses, just like the Ghost Hundred Ghost Flag, which is most afraid of Yang energy. The mineral materials used in this Black Hell Devil Flag are corroded by evil spirits for thousands of years, and the texture is not strong, so that the flag body
He is extremely fragile and is most afraid of a head-on collision with the same magic weapon. For example, when Cang Xiezi was intercepted by Wu Zhenzi and others, if there was only one enemy, he would naturally not be afraid. But at that time, there were four opponents, and all of them had
A good offensive magic weapon. Considering the weakness of the Black Hell Demon Banner, he naturally did not dare to use it against the enemy, so he had to use the low-grade defensive magic weapon-Youluo Ancient Bronze Bell as a defensive method.
Luo Gu Bronze Bell protected him, but he didn't realize that there were two mid-level attack magic weapons among the four of Wu Zhenzi. After a fight, he saw that he couldn't defeat the four people joining forces. Cang Xiezi was reluctant to take out the Black Hell Demon Banner, and finally tried his best.
The ancient bronze bell of Youluo was half broken, but he just activated his secret technique and escaped here.
When Cang Xiezi came here, he saw his disciple was killed again. Seeing that the five of them were only capable of building the foundation, he was so frightened and angry that he summoned the Black Hell Demon Banner out. At this time, the other four people had fainted, and only Lang Fei was left.
, Cang Xiezi naturally vented all his evil energy on Lang Fei, and then released the ten thousand years of evil energy sealed in the flag, turning into eight black dragons to attack.
If someone in the same realm controls the evil black dragon, Lang Fei may be able to escape with the help of magic steps, but Cang Xiezi really has the advanced cultivation level of refining, so there is no way Lang Fei can escape. In just a blink of an eye, he is trapped in eight ways.
Surrounded by black dragons.
The eight black dragons around him rotated back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they tightened tighter and tighter. The movable circle around Lang Fei was less than half a foot away. At this time, he had no idea in his mind. When he turned around, he didn't prevent the corner of his clothes from moving, and it happened to come into contact with the evil spirit.
Lang Fei was startled, and saw that the clothes that were in contact with the evil spirit instantly turned into a wisp of flying ash and dissipated.
"What a risk!" He secretly said a lucky sound, feeling the poison of the evil spirit. Lang Fei had no way to deal with it, and couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. He turned around and looked at the four people lying on the ground beside him. He gritted his teeth and stretched his hand into Xumi
Take it and press it on the Wutu flag.
"I have no choice but to fight." There was a trace of determination on Lang Fei's face, and he was about to make a desperate move. The fingers placed in the Sumeru belt suddenly touched something again, but it was the Ghost Hundred Ghost Flag.
For a moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Lang Fei's mind. "Hey, if it's not like this, it might be safer than the original plan."
The nine black dragons tightened tighter and tighter. Seeing that Lang Fei was pushed into a desperate situation, a smile appeared on Cang Xiezi's lips. Just when he was about to take Lang Fei's life, he suddenly saw something thrown from his hand. His gray energy swayed in the wind.
It was a long flag, with bursts of sharp ghostly screams coming from it, and then a head of a heavenly ghost emerged from the flag, its terrifying mouth opened and closed, and suddenly a stream of gray gas was spewed out, and the gray gas hit the nine black dragons.
, slightly hindering the tightening trend of Kowloon.
"Master Uncle Cangxie, wait a moment, please listen to what my nephew has to say."
Cang Xiezi couldn't help but be startled when Lang Fei took out the Ghost Hundred Ghost Flag. At this time, he heard his uncle calling him again. He quickly slowed down the technique, let go of Lang Fei a little, frowned and said: "Who are you? What are you doing?
Will there be this ghost banner?"
I think the method of refining the Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner is a secret not passed down by the Tiangui Sect. Non-core disciples cannot refine it. If there are a few remaining in the hands of the three Yunfanxing sects, Cang Xiezi would still believe it.
, but if he said that there were also ten evergreen sects, he would not believe it, let alone that it appeared in the hands of a Foundation Establishment Sect member at this moment.
Seeing that the evil energy around him was slowing down, Lang Fei breathed a sigh of relief and secretly felt happy that he had made the right bet. Hearing Cang Xiezi's words, he thought about it and said, "Uncle Cangxie, my true identity is that of a heavenly ghost."
Chu Youzi, a member of the sect, was responsible for the secret work of the sect, so he sneaked into Jilei Mountain and waited for the opportunity."
Cang Xiezi took a closer look at the Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner and recognized it as a genuine one. He also heard Lang Fei say that his monastic name was Chu Youzi, which was in line with the naming rules of the foundation generation of the Tiangui Sect, and combined with Lang Fei's previous resistance
After using the soul-bewitching technique of the Black Hell Heavenly Demon Banner, considering that the three sects in the Bone Capital Realm belong to the same origin, the effectiveness of the soul-bewitching technique has always been greatly reduced in front of the monks of the two sects of Heavenly Ghost and Heavenly Demon, so I believed Lang Fei's words in my heart.
Most of the time, he used his technique to call back the evil spirit, and put the Black Hell Demon Banner back on the Sumeru Belt. Then he walked up to Lang Fei, who was panting rapidly, calmed down, and said: "So, you are really
A detailed work from the Evergreen Realm sent by the Heavenly Ghost Sect?"
Lang Fei wiped off his cold sweat, took back the Ghost Hundred Ghost Banner, walked towards Cang Xiezi, half-crouched down, cupped his fists and saluted, "Yes, I don't want to meet my uncle here. Regarding the matter of soul-binding senior brother, master
My nephew is really ashamed."
"It's okay." Cang Xiezi snorted coldly and said, "I can't blame you for this. If your identity was discovered because you helped Bin Hunzi, wouldn't it be against the order of the master?" After saying this, Cang Xiezi paused.
After a pause, he added: "Fortunately, you took out the Ghost Hundred Ghost Flag in time. Otherwise, I would have killed you right now, uncle."
Lang Fei was still half-crouching at this time, and did not raise his head when he heard the words. He just replied, "Thank you, Master, for your mercy."
In Cang Xiezi's view, Lang Fei deeply regretted not saving Hunzi, blamed himself in his heart, and was embarrassed to get up.
He just glanced from top to bottom, and did not take Lang Fei's inexplicable behavior into his heart. He thought that with his late-stage refinement cultivation, as long as he did not encounter the siege of monks of the same level and the Qi Transformation Ancestor in the Evergreen Realm,
, there was no way his life was in danger. It was also due to Cang Xiezi's bad luck. If he hadn't been so careless, he would have noticed something was wrong with the aura around this kid.
Because Cang Xiezi didn't think much about it, he frowned when he saw him bending down, so he had to reach out to help him. Without thinking, he stretched out his hand, and suddenly saw Lang Fei suddenly raise his head, with a flash of light in his eyes, and then he jumped up.
, rushed straight towards his chest.
"No!" Cang Xiezi was shocked and shouted, "You little bastard, you lied to me." As he said this, he circulated his true energy to the extreme, forming a shield in front of his chest with one hand, and struck hard from the air with the other palm.
Cut it down hard.
Seeing Cang Xiezi strike down with his palm, Lang Fei was already prepared. There was a flash of lightning under his feet. He stepped sideways to pass the Zhengang Blade and burrowed into Cang Xiezi's ribs. At this moment, he saw purple-brown electric arcs on his arms.
With a direct flash, strands of flesh and blood flew everywhere, evil aura and green thunder spread out, turning into two thundering swords from the shoulders to the fingertips.
At this moment, Lang Fei's expression was extremely distorted, and his steel teeth clenched loudly. While holding back the pain, he raised his left arm and aimed it at Cang Xiezi's right hand that was protecting his heart.
"Hmph, you bastard, do you think you can hurt Dao Master with just the art of controlling thunder?" Cang Xiezi shouted loudly, but when he saw the five fingers of his right hand flexing, he clenched into a fist the size of a bowl, and in an instant, a fist flowed out of his fist.
Circle of thick yellow light.
Cang Xiezi's true energy is of the earth attribute, and he is best at defense. Even though Lang Fei uses thunder attribute moves, so-called wood defeats earth, in Cang Xiezi's view, one is that Lang Fei's cultivation is insufficient, and the other two he uses are
It's the famous protective skill of Tianmo Sect - Xuanhuang Barrier. It is expected that Lang Fei's strength will not hurt him at all.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder sword and the Zhen Gang shield intersected, and the purple-brown electric light bounced to the surface of Cang Xiezi's right hand, eroding a large piece of the yellow light with just one touch.
"How could this happen? What kind of magical power is this kid using? He has only just established foundation cultivation, how could he possibly break through the defense of my Zhen Gang Shield." Seeing Huang Mang retreating steadily, Cang Xiezi couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
He hastily mobilized the whole body's true energy to replenish it.
Little did he know that the technique Lang Fei used was exactly the Thunder Ancestral Sword in the Lei Yuan Heavenly King. This move was a desperate technique that the boy had prepared for himself. It was the most powerful and unparalleled, capable of injuring ten thousand enemies.
Once the technique of damaging eight thousand people is used, it will become benevolent if it fails.
Lang Fei also didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to use this style of Lei Zujian just after he came down the mountain. This matter could not be said to be a mistake. If Xiao Yu'er was still there, there would be no need to work so hard. If he had not hesitated before,
After quickly getting rid of Soul Binding Zi, how could he encounter Cang Xie Zi? All this can only be said to be forced by the situation and not what he wanted.
Lei Zujian moved forward, and collided with Cang Xiezi's right fist with a bang. For a moment, thunder surged, electric snakes shot out, and thunder filled with earth evil energy surged up the Xuanhuang barrier in waves. Cang Xiezi's right fist
The yellow awn on the surface shrank significantly for a while.
When the brown lightning on Lang Fei's right arm slowly faded, revealing the horrifying white bones, the light on Cang Xiezi's right fist had also dissipated. At the same time, the remaining trace of purple-brown lightning instantly invaded the skin, Cang Xiezi
Zidan felt his palm go numb, and in the blink of an eye, the entire palm exploded with a pop, and blood, muscles, and broken bones sprayed everywhere.
"Ah!" Cang Xiezi's blood-spattered face became extremely distorted, and he opened his mouth and let out a painful howl. "How is it possible? How is it possible? I have been immersed in the unique skill of 'Xuanhuang Barrier' for dozens of years.
Even if it is attacked by a magic weapon of the same level or above, it is impossible to break it. How could it be broken by him? How could it be broken by the technique of a mere foundation-building monk, and it also disabled one of my hands?
Forgive! Unforgiven!”
Cang Xiezi was howling miserably, but Lang Fei was actually not feeling well either. At this time, there was only a white bone left in his right arm, and most of the hair on his head was wet with cold sweat, dripping down his cheeks, mixed with little bloodstains, and he was attacked
The white shirt was dyed with blood. At this moment, he was clenching his teeth and staring at Cang Xiezi with a ferocious expression. Seeing that his right hand was useless, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he raised his other left arm.
Get up, still aim at Cang Xiezi's heart and stab him in the heart.
"What the hell kind of trick is this? Is he dying?" Cang Xiezi glanced at Lang Fei's right arm while crying out in pain. He was horrified by the white bone residue and became even more pale. He was about to pull away and stay away from this place.
When he was desperate for his life, he saw him raise his left arm again. Just like before, his entire left arm turned into a purple-brown lightning sword, and it pierced his heart again with lightning speed.
"Boy, you are so cruel!" I don't know whether he meant that Lang Fei was cruel to him or that he was cruel to him. Cang Xiezi thought to himself that it was difficult to hide, so he had no choice but to cross his left arm across his chest while still raising the black and yellow barrier.
While gritting his teeth, he cursed: "You bastard, let me see what you can do with this move after you finish it. Even if Taoist Master gives up his hands, he will definitely break your body into thousands of pieces and smash your bones into ashes."