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"Fellow Daoist Kuang!"
Mu Qingxue let out an exclamation.
Kuang Hantian tried hard to raise his head, but the purple light on his chest suddenly turned into a lavender flame, which rapidly expanded with his chest as the center.
It was wrapped in it in the blink of an eye. After the flames passed, Kuang Hantian had turned into ashes and scattered in all directions, leaving only a storage bag and a spirit beast bag.
Six of the nine crescent magic weapons in front of Mu Qingxue were destroyed by the attack of the Ziying Demon. Not only that, the aura of the cold evil around Mu Qingxue was almost dimmed at this moment. It can be seen that his eyes are full of exhaustion.
The white gauze covering her face was also stained with blood. It was obvious that she had been injured in order to resist the attack of the Ziying Demon.
The attack of the Purple Ying Demon made Han Changlin extremely frightened. He did not expect that the foundation-building monk could launch such a terrifying attack.
Looking at the purple-haired young man in the middle, his face was pale and bloodless at the moment. He stood there panting heavily. The twelve demonic swords that were constantly rotating around him also slowed down a lot, and the magic light dimmed.
He looked at Han Changlin and others in surprise, with shock on his face. He seemed not to have expected that someone would not die under the illumination of his own purple devil's evil light.
This Purple Ying Devil's evil light, even if it is intercepted by the Jindan monks, will be very dangerous. Although he dispersed the power of the Purple Ying Devil's evil light in order to kill four people at the same time, he should also kill the Foundation Establishment monks. is more than enough.
The pale face of the purple-haired young man was full of solemnity. After casting the Ziying Demonic Spirit, his demonic energy had been consumed by seven to eighty-eight percent, but there were two people on the opposite side who were still unscathed. He had to work together to kill these two. They also killed all the people.
Only in this way can he finally win the innate evil stone. Suddenly, a golden ball the size of a fist appears in front of him, spinning and extremely gorgeous.
But when it fell into the eyes of the purple-haired young man, he was shocked. He couldn't help but exclaimed "Jinxuan Explosive Rain." Jinxuan Explosive Rain is an intermediate metal spell. It is extremely powerful and can instantly A large golden blade suddenly erupted, attacking enemies within a few feet of it indiscriminately.
He deliberately wanted to run away, but faced with intermediate spells such as Jinxuan Explosive Rain, it was impossible to dodge with his cultivation in the foundation building stage.
The purple-haired young man could only pour all the remaining demonic energy into the surrounding Demonic Sword Formation with a helpless expression. The twelve Demonic Swords in the Demonic Sword Formation criss-crossed to form a black screen, blocking him in front of him.
At the same time, he threw out the black token in his hand. With a shrill roar, groups of black mist in the shape of human faces enveloped his entire body. At the same time, these ferocious human faces were moving toward In the direction of Han Changlin, he seemed to be trying hard to pounce.
"call out."
A dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, and Han Changlin, who was more than ten feet away, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Immediately afterwards, there were several soft sounds of "Puff".
The dazzling golden light was mixed with an emerald green aura, which lasted for several breaths. When the aura dissipated, Han Changlin saw that the purple-haired young man's clothes were torn to pieces, and his body was also cut into pieces. There were countless wounds, and blood flowed out, turning him into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.
"puff."
At this moment, the purple-haired young man suddenly looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Meng Huojiao in surprise.
"Could it be that what you emitted were soul-splitting beads?"
"good."
Mu Qingxue said.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that you, the self-proclaimed immortal cultivators, would actually be able to refine soul-splitting beads that even demon cultivators despise. This really makes me realize a lot."
"snort"
Mu Qingxue raised her eyebrows.
When Han Changlin heard the words Soul-Splitting Pearl, he was naturally confused and confused.
"Very good. I really didn't expect that you, the so-called righteous cultivators, would be able to refine such evil things as soul-splitting beads. I was carelessly injured by you, but this kind of injury will cost my life. , is undoubtedly wishful thinking.”
The purple-haired young man's eyes flashed with purple light. He took out a dark pill from the storage bag, threw it into his mouth, and then pointed with one hand at the black token floating beside him.
The black token whirled around and appeared directly on top of Meng Huojiao's head, and the demonic energy in the shape of a human face rushed towards her.
Meng Huojiao's pretty face turned pale, and the three-sided, three-colored spiritual shields around her flashed directly to the top of her head under the control of her mind. The three-colored spiritual lights intertwined to resist the attack of the demon face.
"The ultimate spiritual weapon?"
Han Changlin exclaimed in his heart.
After thinking for a moment, he lightly tapped the storage bag on his waist, and a small bronze gun flew out from it.
I saw the bronze little Ge turning around and disappearing without a trace, and then a flash of inspiration appeared above the head of the purple-haired young man.
This time, the purple-haired young man was greatly frightened. When he was attacked by Jin Xuan's explosive rain, his Demonic Sword Formation had been completely destroyed. Nine of the twelve Demonic Swords had been broken into pieces. As long as one evil sword is lost in the evil sword array, it will no longer be able to protect the body.
So when Bronze Xiao Ge appeared above his head, he almost didn't think about it. The black mist flashed slightly and he was already several feet away.
But Han Changlin's bronze little Ge followed him like a shadow. The purple-haired young man had just flashed his figure, and the bronze little Ge had already appeared above his head again.
Immediately, it hit the purple-haired young man on the forehead, but the next scene shocked Han Changlin.
The body of the purple-haired young man suddenly swelled, and then exploded. After the momentum subsided, Han Changlin saw a dark statue about an inch long where the purple-haired young man originally stood.
The moment he saw this statue, Han Changlin instinctively shouted
"not good."
"careful."
Han Changlin's whole body was instantly wrapped in a layer of black mist. At this time, a black sword light split the black mist into two parts. However, Han Changlin's figure had already disappeared without a trace. Han Changlin's figure appeared more than ten feet away. His face turned a little pale.
"Huh?"
Seeing that Han Changlin had dodged his own attack, a flash of surprise flashed across the face of the purple-haired young man. He used the secret technique of magic shadow to dodge the man's attack and sneaked behind him silently.
I thought that I could achieve great success with one blow, but I didn't expect that God's calculations were better than those of humans. In the end, I fell short. This made the purple-haired young man look ugly.
He is now at the end of his strength, but it does not harm him badly. The most important thing is the five or six Soul-Splitting Beads.
Soul-splitting beads are made by extracting the souls of cultivators and refining them through secret techniques. Once they burst, they can produce a small-scale soul power storm, specifically damaging the souls of the monks. If not for their own souls, they would have been Nascent Soul cultivators. His soul is already in danger at this moment!
In this way, he was able to survive the explosion of the five or six soul-splitting beads. If it had been anyone else, his spiritual consciousness would have been confused at this moment, and he would have either fallen into madness, or his spiritual consciousness would have been annihilated and he would have died. .
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