The voice of the evil evil demon reached his ears, and deep down in his heart, there was a bit of shock. Faced with the shock of his own spiritual pressure, he acted nonchalantly.
He had never encountered this kind of thing before.
No wonder the disciple who reported back said that Tianhao was almost killed instantly by the opponent.
If he hadn't used his spiritual consciousness to scan the opponent's body, he was indeed just an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of clutching and coupling. Old Demon Shayang would have almost thought that Xianmu Yilan was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.
But now that he was astonished, he didn't show any signs of fear. After all, Lihe was just Lihe. Even if this boy's strength was far better than that of the same level of immortal cultivators, how could he be comparable to himself?
"Since fellow Taoist has chased me here, I'm afraid it would be meaningless for me to deny it." Xianmu Yilan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sneer came into his ears, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
It's not because he's bold, but it's because when things have reached this point, it's certain to break up. In this case, what's the point of being polite.
"Okay, okay." Old Devil Shayang laughed angrily: "You are such an ignorant little guy. Do you know that no one has dared to speak to me like this for many years?"
"So what if I said so?"
Xianmu Yilan shouted loudly, and suddenly with a flick of his sleeves, a pair of cone-shaped magic weapons flew out, with a cold light flashing on their surface, and countless delicate arcs crackling around them. It was something extraordinary at first glance.
It wasn't over yet. He swung his left hand forward again, and a jade gourd the size of a baby's fist appeared in his palm. The halo of light flowed, and it actually transformed into a tiger with a white forehead and eyes.
Roar!
The tiger raised its head and let out a thunderous roar. Then it opened its mouth wide and a beam of light as thick as a bowl shot out. The surface was also wrapped with black arcs of electricity.
The one who strikes first is the one who gains the upper hand, and the one who strikes later suffers the consequences. Facing the old monster from the Dongxuan stage, Xianmu Yilan does not dare to ignore it in the slightest. After all, he knows in his heart that although he possesses many magical powers and treasures, the gap in realm is still very large.
It is difficult to make up for it. In terms of strength, it is definitely at a disadvantage.
If you want to win, the chances are really slim. As for escaping, you are still somewhat sure, but you also need to give the opponent some pain to let him know that he cannot be humiliated.
Xianmu Yilan's plan was not wrong, but when he saw this kid making the first move, Master Shayang became furious.
I have seen bold guys, but I have never seen anyone so bold and fat.
"act recklessly!"
The old monster roared, and then he saw two streams of light flying out of his sleeves, intercepting Xianmu Yilan's cone-shaped magic weapon, and they were fighting together.
For a moment, it was difficult to tell the winner. Master Shayang raised his eyebrows and fired a spell with his right hand. The energy of the surrounding world quickly condensed, and a small crystal shield appeared in front of him.
A banging sound reached the ears, blocking the light beam spit out by the tiger. However, it was not over yet. Then the shield turned into nothingness, and instead a sickle-shaped magic weapon appeared. It was also the energy of heaven and earth gathered together. It seemed slow but was actually urgent.
, and slashed towards the tiger's head.
As expected of a cultivator at the Dongxuan stage, he turned from defense to offense in just one round.
However, there was no fear on Xianmu Yilan's face. He had never thought that he could defeat the Dongxuan Stage Immortal Cultivator with the attack just now. It was just to buy himself time to transform.
When things have come to this point, facing a master who is far more powerful than himself, Xianmu Yilan is not an idiot. At this moment, no matter what skills he has to suppress the situation, he cannot hide it, otherwise he might as well be killed.
, it comes more simply.
The strength of the Dongxuan Stage monks cannot be taken lightly and they must go all out.
With this thought in his mind, Xianmu Yilan already knew what he should do. He opened his mouth, and a ball of blood spurted out of his body. It exploded with a bang, and a ball of blood mist appeared in front of his eyes.
With a flash in the wind, seven clusters of blood-colored runes the size of a baby's fist appeared, spinning around on his chest, and then disappeared into Xianmu Yilan's body.
A stabbing sound reached his ears, his shirt was torn, and dark magic lines suddenly appeared on the surface of his skin. At the same time, a violent and pure devil's energy rose into the sky, and a pair of dark wings appeared behind him.
, as if the devil came to the world, even the nature of spiritual power began to change...
His limbs stretched out, his hair broke free from the golden crown, and danced wildly in the wind like a devil snake. His muscles also protruded outwards. However, they did not look scary, but they gave people the feeling of being almost like iron.
With every movement of his hands, he can unleash overwhelming power.
The demonic energy surged, and his cultivation broke free from the constraints of the bottleneck, and skyrocketed to a small level. At this moment, he was already a genuine cultivator at the peak of the clutching stage.
The whole transformation sounds complicated, but in fact it was completed in an instant. At this time, the sickle had just taken off the tiger's head, snap, the jade gourd as a protective magic weapon suddenly shattered, and the evil evil demon seemed to have the upper hand.
However, when he saw Xianmu Yilan's transformation ending, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.
As a cultivator in the Dongxuan stage and an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, Old Demon Shayang has never seen anything before. The appearance and aura of the guy in front of him are extremely familiar.
His identity is about to come out...
Ancient Demon!
No, it seems there are some differences.
However, he couldn't tell exactly what it was, but the opponent's strength had increased a lot, and there was absolutely nothing suspicious about this.
The expression of the evil evil spirit finally became solemn.
The dark wings behind Xianmu Yilan flapped, and the wind ruffled them. There was an astonishing coercion emanating from his body, far beyond what his own realm could possess. In terms of coercion alone,
Almost no inferior to the monks of the Dongxuan Stage.
So to speak, evenly matched.
However this is not over yet.
Xianmu Yilan flipped her left hand, and a long knife suddenly emerged.
The knife was strange in style, much longer than an ordinary lancet, and seemed to be used in battle formations. The surface was mottled with patterns, and there was a dragon carving wrapped around it.
"this……"
The old demon Sha Yang was shocked, and at this moment, his expression really changed.
"Tongtian Lingbao!"
He scanned it with his consciousness again and again to make sure that he had not admitted his mistake. This was definitely a genuine Tongtian Lingbao and definitely not an imitation.
But I don’t even have a treasure of this level, so where did I get a mere clutch?
He narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the enemy's strength was far inferior to his own, at this moment, Old Demon Shayang no longer looked down upon him.
He even felt a hint of fear.
After all, although leapfrog challenges are rare, they are not necessarily non-existent. He doesn't want to capsize in the gutter.