There was a trace of sarcasm on the corner of the monk's mouth, he raised his left hand, and the evil energy like thick ink surged out. In the evil energy, there was a faint flash of black light. When he looked up, he saw that there were black fist-sized fists.
The runes are constantly circulating and look very mysterious.
The big man with a black face and green lips had an inexplicable feeling of horror in his heart.
What kind of monster is this guy? If he is said to be a demon, why does he know Xuanfeng Sect's unique secret technique? If he is not a demon, why is he imprisoned here?
The Xuantian Four Spiritual Formation has been destroyed, does it have anything to do with him?
In short, this guy is absolutely invincible!
Thinking of this, the black-faced man had already begun to think about retreating.
After all, the fate of the tiger-headed monster lies there. Although the treasure is tempting, it must be enjoyed with a life.
With a sparkle in his eyes, this guy offered up another treasure, which was a few marbles the size of dragon's eyes. They whirled and turned into several wind dragons, and they pounced on the weird demon with their fangs and claws.
At the same time, he himself turned into a beam of escaping light and shot backwards.
A burst of strange laughter reached his ears.
"Giggle... I want to run away, but I am so naive. I have been trapped in the body of this ancient demon for a hundred thousand years. I have finally waited for you to sacrifice the fat sheep. How can I allow you to run away? I understand.
, obediently let me swallow you up!"
The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound of gold and iron, and the black-faced man became more and more frightened in his heart.
One hundred thousand years ago?
According to Master Bai He's handwriting, wasn't that catastrophe a million years ago? Isn't this guy the ancient Jialuo demon?
It's a pity that he didn't have much time to think. Demonic energy surged, and from the thick black mist, several claw shadows flew out.
In a flash, he disappeared from the place, and then appeared in front of him like a ghost...
The black-faced man's expression changed wildly. Without thinking, he slapped the storage bag and raised a dark iron shield.
The shield has a strange shape. From the outside, it looks a bit like a turtle shell.
At the same time, he pressed the magic formula, and the bone blade and wind dragon became more and more violent, striking at the opponent fiercely.
But the monk in black turned a blind eye, and the demonic energy from his body surged out and poured into the red shield.
The whining sound reached the ears, and the shield turned purple and black.
Stab...
The bone knife struck it, and not only was the shield not broken, but the magic light flashed, and the evil energy began to spread along the bone knife...
Demonic energy rots bones!
The black-faced man was terrified. Although he had never participated in the battle a million years ago, he had heard of this famous magical power.
It is said that high-level demons can easily corrode and destroy monks' magic weapons by infusing them with demonic energy.
Without the advantage, even the Yuanying old monster can only be at the mercy of others, let alone the low-level monks.
At the mere contact, the bone knife whined, countless cracks appeared on the surface, and then it broke apart inch by inch.
The same goes for the wind dragon. It was originally showing its teeth and claws, but when it came into contact with the demonic energy, it disappeared into thin air...
The ancient demon's magical power was indeed well-deserved. The black-faced man was so frightened that he was busy pouring all his demonic power into the shield.
The claw shadow then struck hard on it.
A heartbreaking sound came, but the shield was not broken.
The black-faced man breathed a sigh of relief. This shield was made by killing a first- and third-level turtle demon clan. He used the turtle shell to supplement it with several kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and carefully tempered it. Its defensive power is indeed extraordinary.
Although he escaped, the black-faced man didn't think he could fight against the monster in front of him that looked like a demon but not a demon. He dodged and continued to turn into a frightening rainbow and fled outside.
There was a hint of ridicule at the corner of the "Jialuo Ancient Demon"'s mouth. His hands suddenly closed together and formed into a ball. He didn't know what kind of weird spell he recited in his mouth. Thousands of demonic energy began to condense behind him, and countless palm-sized objects appeared.
Ice crystals appeared in the air.
"go!"
Following the demon's slight scolding, the ice crystals trembled and roared forward like thousands of powerful arrows.
Because there were so many of them, they covered an area of tens of feet in radius. The black-faced man had no way to hide and was so frightened that he could only shrink his body and hide behind the turtle shield.
The crackling sound reached his ears continuously, and the black-faced man turned pale, and his shield began to crack.
If you continue to hide here, you can only sit and wait for death.
Although escaping is dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope!
In a moment, he had made a decision.
He raised his head, roared, and his figure suddenly grew, more than three feet taller. His clothes were torn apart, and his exposed skin was as hard as iron. His veins popped out, his fangs extended, and his lips turned out. He turned into a human being.
Image of a wild boar walking upright.
Then he opened his mouth, and a stream of blood spurted out, and he stretched out his hand quickly to draw a talisman. A red shadow flashed, and the blood actually transformed into two wings, which appeared behind him, and then this demon escape technique
Suddenly accelerated.
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the ancient Jia Luo Demon, but he had no intention of chasing after him. Instead, he raised his hand, with his five fingers forming claws, and scratched the ground towards the void.
Although this palace is large, the secret skills performed by the pig demon are extraordinary. Seeing that they are about to reach the palace gate, I can't help but feel very happy. As long as I get out from here, I should have no problem escaping with my life.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a hole opened in the ground three feet in front, and several black shadows shot out from inside.
At such a close distance, it was too late to escape.
Those black shadows pierced his body, and the secret technique of muscle hardening had no effect at all. However, after a "bang" explosion, the body turned into an arm.
"Oh, the great method of using a substitute to overcome tribulations. I didn't expect that there are magical powers similar to mine among the demon clan. But do you think you can escape the poisonous hands of me like this?"
The black-clothed monk let out a weird laugh, and then the demonic energy surged, and countless hairs actually grew on his bald head.
No...it's not hair, it's slender thick hands, each one is only one-third as thick as a little finger, but it looks ferocious and terrifying. At the top of the tentacles, there is actually a small mouth, and inside the mouth
, are demonic fangs that seem to have been shrunk countless times.
Although the skills of the demon cultivators are weird and evil, they are naturally far inferior to those of the real demons in front of them.
The pig demon escaped the disaster, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw thousands of venomous snakes attacking him from all directions.
There are too many and too dense. Unless he can teleport, there is no room to dodge.
The demon was so scared that he flew out of his mind. He stretched out his hand to shoot at his waist. Seven or eight magic weapons were sacrificed by him, which turned into various colored light balls and protected him in front of him.