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The big hand of magic light retracted into the right hand of the purple-haired young man. The magic light dissipated, and the soul of the old man named Qing had been compressed to the size of a fist, floating on the palm of the purple-haired young man's right hand.
The sound of begging for mercy came from the light ball, but the purple-haired young man had a playful expression on his face, glanced at the light ball, and then stuffed the light ball directly into his mouth.
A shrill scream came out, and then stopped abruptly. The purple-haired young man chewed twice gently, then swallowed it, with a satisfied expression on his face.
Seeing this scene, Han Changlin and others were horrified. The demonic monks practiced demonic skills. In the final analysis, they were just different from the immortal monks in their methods. However, the purple-haired young man in front of them had almost entered the path of demons.
Only a very small number of evil spirits will strengthen their own cultivation by devouring the souls of monks, which can be described as extremely evil.
This kind of demonic skill that nourishes one's own soul by devouring the soul of a monk, as long as it appears in the world of immortality, it will basically be quickly chased and intercepted by a large number of immortal cultivators, and in the end, there is a high probability that it will not escape and be completely killed.
After the purple-haired young man devoured the soul of the old man surnamed Qing, he seemed to have just done a trivial thing, nothing unusual at all. And after doing all this, he stood with his hands behind his back again without making any further movements.
The strong man and the slender monk at the end looked at each other, both seeing the ugly expression on the other's face. The last man in gray robe was rushing towards them with a ferocious smile on his face.
The whole body is covered with human faces, which makes people’s scalp numb.
The strong man glanced at the purple-haired young man with a fearful look on his face, and then used his spiritual weapon flying sword to shoot towards the gray-robed man.
At the same time, his mind was racing with thoughts. The two of them were determined to kill the remaining gray-robed man. Otherwise, even if they wanted to escape, under the swift speed of the gray-robed man, It can't be done either.
Once the two of them killed the gray-robed man, he was still hesitant about whether to escape. This was not because he was out of kindness and wanted to continue completing the bounty mission.
Anyway, even if I fail to complete the task, I think the senior will not kill them directly. Besides, the senior has already left a backup plan. Although the purple-haired young man is unpredictable, but the four rich women are here, they may not be able to kill them. Get it.
The only thing he was worried about was that once the two of them killed the last gray-robed man, would the purple-haired young man take action himself? And will the woman named Qian take action to stop him?
These are all uncertain factors. What he is thinking about now is no longer to obtain the innate evil stone, but how to save his own life.
He naturally didn't want to put his life in the hands of others, so he was almost certain that once he killed the last gray-robed man, the purple-haired young man would definitely take action.
Thinking of this, a chill flashed in the eyes of the strong man. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a hexagonal shield shining with a hazy blue light floated out.
Floating beside him, spinning constantly.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, you pester him for a while, and I will use my secret technique to kill him in one fell swoop."
When the "Fellow Daoist Sun" heard this, he responded without doubting that he was there, and then controlled the magical weapon to fight with the last gray-robed man.
After this fight, the "Fellow Daoist Sun" had already figured out the characteristics of the person controlled by the evil light magic technique, used his rapid speed to get close to him, and then used the magic energy.
As long as you are a little careless, the demonic energy will invade your body, and it will be impossible for the gods to save you.
Therefore, when he was fighting with the gray-robed man, he would deliberately keep a distance, and there would always be a blue light surrounding him, which was emitted from a lamp-shaped magic weapon above his head.
This soul-protecting lamp is a primary spiritual weapon that he obtained at great cost. It can not only block the attacks of ordinary spiritual weapons, but most importantly, it can also defend against spell attacks.
Some magic skills are tangible and intangible, killing enemies without leaving a trace. The evil light magic skill is this type of magic skill. If you have not seen similar skills before, you may be killed by just one encounter. A big loss.
After all, ordinary shield-type magic weapons cannot block the evil energy of the evil light magic skill at all, and as long as it penetrates the body once, it is basically hopeless.
This is also the fundamental reason why he can survive until now, but the evil light magic power can switch between reality and reality. Although he can resist the entry of evil energy into his body, it is not easy to kill the gray-robed man.
The strong man saw that his "Fellow Daoist Sun" had actually blocked the attack of the gray-robed man for him, and his face showed a hint of joy. Then he raised one palm to his chest and began to chant obscure spells from his mouth.
A blue light ball the size of a thumb appeared in front of him, and it expanded rapidly, becoming the size of a fist in the blink of an eye.
Tiny cyan lightning also began to appear on the surface of the light group, which was so densely packed that it almost enveloped the entire light group.
Han Changlin, who was more than ten feet away, heard the "crackling" sound of lightning, with a surprised expression on his face. The ball of thunder became louder and louder with the strong man's spell, and the thunder energy contained in it became more and more powerful.
The energy contained in it even made Han Changlin wary.
However, Han Changlin did not take any action.
Moreover, Han Changlin did not think that the thunderball that the strong man had worked so hard to condense was to deal with him. His biggest threat now was naturally the last gray-robed man and the purple-haired young man.
The person Han Changlin was most afraid of at the moment was the purple-haired young man. The purple-haired young man gave him an unfathomable and profound feeling. He had never felt this kind of feeling from a foundation-building monk.
This made him full of vigilance, and their mission this time was to kill the purple-haired young man. Thinking of the four major sects, each of them carefully selected a foundation-building disciple, just to kill the purple-haired young man.
You don't need to think about it to know that this purple-haired young man is definitely not simple. You must know that Mu Qingxue alone is definitely not something that ordinary Foundation-Building Dzogchen cultivators can deal with.
Therefore, Han Changlin had no intention of taking action before receiving Mu Qingxue's instructions to target the purple-haired young man.
The obscure spell sounds were very clear on the top of the mountain. The thunderball in front of the strong man was already the size of a washbasin, and the tiny lightning bolts were as thick as a finger.
Han Changlin noticed that the strong man's face began to turn pale. It was obvious that the price paid for using this secret technique was not small.
After a while, the thunder ball in front of the strong man had reached an extremely terrifying level, with a diameter of about ten feet, and the lightning flashing on it was as thick as a baby's arm.
At this moment, the strong man's face was frighteningly pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat, but there was a sneer on his face. It was obvious that the secret technique was nearly completed and he was no longer afraid of being interrupted midway.
The purple-haired young man glanced at the strong man with a cold look on his face. He had no intention of taking action, and his expression was completely unmoved, as if he had not seen the huge thunder ball.
The obscure spells suddenly stopped, and then the strong man patted the storage bag on his waist, and a talisman with a light golden aura flew out.
When the talisman saw the wind burning, streaks of golden light shot out. The man in gray robe happened to rush in front of the "Fellow Daoist Sun", and his whole body was covered with demonic energy, wrapping him up from all directions.
Fellow Daoist Sun's face was pale, but he did not show any fear. He was obviously full of confidence in the green light from the soul-protecting lamp above his head.
With the protection of the soul-protecting lamp, he is not afraid of the demonic energy of the gray-robed man, but it is basically impossible to kill the gray-robed man himself.
At this time, strands of golden light criss-crossed and came in front of him and the gray-robed man. In his surprised eyes, these golden lights formed a huge golden cage, wrapping him and the gray-robed man.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but change his face and exclaimed:
"Fellow Daoist Wu, what are you doing?"
There was a lot of anger in his voice.
The strong man seemed not to hear it, and when he saw that his attack was effective, there was a hint of joy on his face.
Almost without thinking, the strong man fired a burst of magic power and pushed the golden light cage towards the purple-haired young man.
The purple-haired young man had a sneer on his lips, but his body remained motionless, letting the golden light cage fly to a position less than three feet in front of him.
Seeing the purple-haired young man being so supportive, the strong man couldn't help but have a ferocious smile on his face:
"Since you don't know how to live or die, let me give you a ride."
The huge thunder ball in front of him suddenly turned into a cyan rainbow and shot towards the purple-haired young man.
"Wu Cheng, you actually plot against me. Even if I turn into a ghost, I will never let you go."
How could he not know that he had been betrayed by his senior brother until now.
This made him so angry that he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then started to curse loudly.
But being trapped in the "golden light cage", it was impossible to break through it in a short time, and Wu Cheng deliberately released the wood-shaking thunder ball. Although this secret technique has a relatively slow casting speed, it seems a bit useless. .
However, once it is released, the power is surprisingly great. Ordinary foundation-building monks, even if they are in the Dzogchen realm, will die on the spot under this wood-light thunder ball.
Moreover, this secret technique is also a powerful group attack technique. Once it explodes, the surrounding area will be covered by its power for more than ten feet.
After throwing the Thunder Light Ball, the strong man almost didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and turned into a ray of blue light, flying towards the crack where he came from, actually trying to escape.
"boom!"
When the thunder light was still two feet away from the purple-haired young man, it suddenly exploded, with green light flashing and thunder roaring.
The monk surnamed Sun, the gray-robed man, and the purple-haired young man were all wrapped in the lightning.
Han Changlin and others could not help but take a few steps back to avoid the scattered lightning.
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