Chapter 587: Heavenly Demon Blood and Demon Tuo Buddha
"Is there such a thing?" The two gray eyebrows of the head of the palace immediately twisted together. "Generally, the barrier of monks in the middle stage of Qi refining is often insufficient and cannot affect the communication circle. As far as Beimang Demon Sect is concerned,
, only the Xuanyin Blood Sea Formation and the Immortal Artifact 'Judgment' can produce such a result, is it possible that the Beimang Demon Sect was forced to this point by that guy?"
The masked man heard this and did not answer. He just looked at the old man with a gloomy expression.
"There are a lot of strange things about this matter. It's better to go and investigate." After talking to himself, the old man known as the palace master raised his head and ordered: "Junior brother Bai Hong, you still have to run away at this time.
Let’s go and investigate the specific situation on the planet Luohu.” After saying this, he suddenly raised his hand and threw a bronze mirror to the masked man. “This matter is urgent, so use the secret teleportation array. Remember to be careful when you arrive on the planet Luohu.
, don’t alert the snake.”
The masked man caressed the bronze mirror, nodded and replied: "I'm awake for my brother. But if I find out that the Beimang Demon Sect is defeated, will my senior brother go to help me? After all, the Beimang Demon Sect is also from my Black Demon Palace.
A vassal sect!”
"This matter is not urgent. Beimang Demon Sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and there is still a lot of stuff at the bottom of the box. As for whether to help or not, I will wait until my junior brother goes to find out the specific situation, and then we can make plans.
"
"In that case, senior brother, please wait for the news. Junior brother will go now."
The head of the palace nodded. "Junior brother, be careful on the road and remember not to get too close to the battlefield. With your cultivation, I'm afraid you are no match for that boy."
The masked man raised the bronze mirror in his hand. "Senior brother, you are too worried. With this mirror of wisdom and wisdom here, as long as you hide and watch from a distance, there is no need to be afraid of him."
Seeing this, the person at the head of the palace said nothing more, waved his hand and said: "In that case, you can go ahead."
The masked man didn't answer, cupped his hands, turned around and walked away quickly.
When the masked man walked away, the man at the head of the palace knocked on the armrest of the chair with his finger, showing a thoughtful look on his face. "It took only twenty years to achieve this level of cultivation. What secret is hidden in this kid? Is there any need to report this matter?"
The Holy Lord Congyun?"
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"Boy, suffer death!" Following the roar of Venerable Guangcha, seventy-two evil spirits and thirty-six demon generals rushed towards Lang Fei. The former's attack methods can be said to be various, tongue-in-cheek.
Licking, sound waves, seduction, etc. But the thirty-six demon generals set up a Tiangang battle formation, with well-founded advance and retreat, and a very well-organized attack and defense.
Seriously speaking, the highest cultivation level of these seventy-two evil souls is only in the late stage of Qi transformation, and the thirty-six demon generals are also one step away from the Qi training stage. However, both sides attack at the same time, and the seventy-two
The seemingly chaotic attack of the evil soul is perfectly coordinated with the Tiangang battle formation of the thirty-six demon generals, and the evil spirit of the demon soul barrier assimilates all the spiritual energy within a hundred feet into a highly poisonous evil spirit, not to mention
Next to him was Venerable Guangcha, who was watching eagerly. Such a dangerous situation, for ordinary monks, was almost the same as facing two late-stage Qi Refining opponents at the same time.
At the same time, those Beimang Demonic Cultivators also took action together. The green and sinister energy, the blood-red long banners, the pale bone sticks, and the black talismans. All kinds of attacks turned into a huge torrent, directly hitting the sky.
Lang Fei was submerged in it.
As for Venerable Guangcha, a cruel smile appeared on his lips, and at the same time, he waved his new blood-red right hand, and his five fingers crossed the strings of the zither.
A voice sounded like a beautiful girl moaning, and each note actually condensed into shape, turning into a blood-red light like a tadpole, swimming directly towards the young man in white who was submerged in the tidal offensive.
Before he finished ringing the devil's blood clang, he actually threw the pagoda into the air with his other bloody hand and shouted: "Suppress!"
This pagoda, which was less than one foot in size, expanded rapidly. In just a few breaths, it became a giant pagoda nine feet high and three feet wide, pressing down on the place where Lang Fei originally stood.
This is just a method of regenerating arms, but Venerable Guangsha still has two hands. The two hands holding the "sentence of sin".
Accompanied by a dazzling red light, a bloody blade that was several feet long shot out. Another move, "Blood Rainbow Cutting the Sky", came out.
After completing this series of actions, Venerable Guangsha had a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and even his breathing became rapid. This was almost all his means. In the face of such a powerful attack, let alone
In the early and middle stages of Qi refining, even if you are a great monk in the late stage of Qi refining, even if your opponent has ten lives, he is destined to perish here.
The violent spiritual energy turbulence was raging everywhere in the black abyss, and the combined attack of the demonic cultivators actually connected the fine cracks in time and space together, forming a black vacuum zone.
The white figure standing in the center of this chasm-like space-time rift has a solemn expression on his face. On the one hand, he has to deal with the demons around him, and on the other hand, he has to resist the unparalleled suction of the space-time rift, not to mention repaying it in advance.
There were all kinds of magical powers coming like a tide, the suppression of the pagoda, and the attacks of blood blades and blood kites.
The spiritual fire that permeated the body surface was attracted by the suction of the space-time rift and suppressed by the pagoda. It became extremely weak, and the yellow spring water that blocked the trajectory of the blood blade was also swarmed by various colors of brilliance.
submerged.
Now the only thing he can control is the circle of cyan lightning around him. However, this secret secret skill of Ji Lei Mountain is a little stretched when faced with the black spears of the thirty-six demon generals, and can't block the attacks in front of him.
One shot cannot stop the next shot.
In just a few breaths, Lang Fei already had dozens of wounds on his body. Although the injuries were not critical, and the evil spirit contained in the black spear was refined by him in time, the pain on his body was unavoidable.
spread.
This reminded him of the situation when he faced the Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda, but before him, the attack that used the full strength of Venerable Guangsha and combined all the demon cultivators actually had 60% to 70% of the power of the Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda.
Attacks came one after another like a rising tide, and Lang Fei spent almost 99% of his energy on defense. However, the black spears of the thirty-six demon generals fired with extremely strange methods again and again.
At the same time, the bloody blade in front of Huang Quan and the double pressure of the Demon Buddha above his head made him feel extremely depressed, and he could only feel the blood pouring from his chest.
, a fishy smell filled the mouth and nose.
"Ho...ho..." The spreading blood almost dyed the white robe red, and the pagoda on his head almost crushed Lang Fei's shoulders and back.
However, every time he would stand up again, letting the blood dye his clothes red and flow all over his body. But the blazing flame in his eyes never went out. "The Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda can't help me, let alone you, a Guangsha
Your Majesty."
"This sword is to transcend the dead and protect the living. This sword is for others and for myself!" The killing sword energy is the sword of the overlord, and the Duhe sword energy is the sword of the benevolent." Under heavy oppression,
, the secrets of Wanxiang Senluo Sword flowed through Lang Fei's heart, and he suddenly had a kind of enlightenment, an understanding of the swordsmanship of life and death.
Under the attack like a storm, with the two gray and white swords circling around, two phantoms, one gray and one white, suddenly appeared behind the red figure in the center of the storm.