Qingluan frowned: "A demon descendant of the Demon Sect? How is it possible? Wasn't the Demon Sect destroyed by the Chinese hero Xiao Qiushui? Could it be that Liang Xiaoshu was a fish that slipped through the net of the Demon Sect and has now joined the Power Gang?"
Su Mengzhen said: "When the Demon Cult was in its heyday, the cult members were all over China, so it's not surprising that a few slipped through the net."
After looking at the battlefield outside the restaurant, Su Mengzhen coughed a few times: "It's a magic robe, not a demon descendant. The magic robe in the demon sect is not martial arts, but a heretical technique, which specializes in practicing "Everything is Possible" A master of magic, an evil method evolved from the corpse exorcism technique in western Hunan."
"They practice this technique by absorbing the two qi of yin and yang, taking the recently deceased corpse, maintaining the vitality of the whole body, and using a special medicinal bath and technique to refine it into a living corpse. After the living corpse is completed, it will be invulnerable and follow you like a shadow. , possessing various miraculous powers, the living corpse after completion can even escape into the shadow of the cultivator, just like a demon sect disciple wearing a demonic garment. "
Qingluan nodded and said: "I have also heard Master mention the Demon Cult. It is said that these Demon Cult members are a group of ferocious demons who do all kinds of evil. They even devour the essence and blood of various living people in order to practice demon skills, and even There are those who drain their wives and children and force others to surrender to the devil's religion."
Su Mengzhen nodded: "Back then, the Demon Sect was angry with the gods and people, so Xiao Qiushui angered Xiao Qiushui and broke into the main altar of the Demon Sect alone with his sword and destroyed the Demon Sect."
After Su Mengzhen finished speaking, he sighed again: "People from the Demon Cult are always unscrupulous. I'm afraid Song Xing's situation is not good."
Song Xing looked at the magic clothes in the distance and frowned slightly.
"Taoism?"
At this moment, he has discovered that the magic clothes in front of him have no breathing, no heartbeat, and not even a trace of living breath.
When he blocked Mo Yi's fist just now, he noticed that Mo Yi's body was stronger than a diamond and was cold to the bone. There was no real energy flowing in his body. It really didn't look like a living person's body.
Thinking of the refined Taoist soldiers in Taoist magic, Song Xing had some vague guesses in his mind.
Liang Xiaoshu is over 40 years old. He has an ordinary appearance, but there is a sense of vicissitudes in his brows. He is tall, wearing a purple robe, holding an iron ruyi in his left hand, and a pure copper bell in his right hand. The overall appearance is somewhat... weird.
Seeing Song Xing blocking the sneak attack of the magic robe, Liang Xiaoshu didn't take it seriously, and even showed a faint smile on his face: "Yes, in the face of this immortal magic, if you surrender yourself wisely, the Taoist master may be able to spare your life."
As a remnant of the demon sect, although Liang Xiaoshu was committed to the Power Gang, he always regarded himself as the number one master of the Nineteen Human Demons. He was arrogant and looked down on his colleagues. Seeing Pu Tianyi and others dead, I just secretly cursed these people as trash.
"Immortal magic?" Song Xing looked at the gloomy magic clothes in front of him, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Can ghost tricks be used on the stage?"
Perhaps Song Xingming's dazzling sarcasm was too harsh, and the anger flashed out of Liang Xiaoshu's eyes: "Then you will die under this evil trick."
After the words fell, Mo Yi, who was standing between the two, clenched his fists, and a violent and domineering aura burst out from his body.
The wind roared all around, raising dust all over the sky and ruffling the broken hair on Demon Yi's forehead. From the slightly lifted cloak, Song Xing could even see a layer of black scales emerging from the Demon Yi's skin, like the scales of a sea beast. ,shining.
Mo Yi let out a low roar and rushed out in an instant.
His speed was even better than before, and he appeared in front of Song Xing almost in the blink of an eye. Although Song Xing was sarcastic, there was a hint of caution in his eyes. His true energy was spread all over the surface of his fist. He stepped forward to move the hammer and collided hard with Mo Yi's fist.
There was a dull sound of impact, and the two collided with each other. After a second of stalemate, they were both knocked away. The soles of the magic clothes drew a ravine several meters long on the ground of the long street.
Song Xing's body flew several meters backwards against the ground, and terrifying power was released from his feet. Every step seemed to shake the ground over, and every step was a huge pothole.
Mo Yi's punch was so powerful, and the power contained in it even exceeded Pu Tianyi's several times, which made Song Xing horrified.
The move just now seemed like a simple punch, but the power erupted from the magic suit was definitely not comparable to the power of the ordinary physical body. At the moment when the two sides were fist-fighting, Song Xing could sense a force on Mo Yi that was completely non-martial arts. It surged out of his body and attached itself to his fist, causing the power of Mo Yi to explode. .
If it were human bones and muscles, faced with such a terrifying explosion, they would have broken or exploded due to being unable to withstand it.
But Song Xing could feel that Mo Yi's body seemed to have turned into steel from the inside to the outside. There was no blood flowing in the body, as if a whole piece of steel had been forged violently to become the human form it is today.
Just when Song Xing was surprised, the magic clothes came up to him again.
Song Xing struck out with his palm and pointed it directly at Mo Yi's chest. He didn't think that a living body could withstand the power of his palm.
Facing Song Xing's powerful palm, Mo Yi didn't even dodge. He spread his arms like eagle claws. The moment Song Xing's right palm hit his chest, he grabbed Song Xing's wrist and exerted force. To break his arm.
Song Xing groaned, feeling a majestic force coming from his right arm, and the bones cracked. His body, which had been polished to an indestructible state, felt vaguely irresistible under this force.
Mo Yi gave a low shout and exerted his strength again. A huge force came, trying to lift Song Xing's entire body.
A flash of anger flashed in Song Xing's eyes, he sneered, and with a twist of his body, he strangely broke free from the clutches of the magic clothes.
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Seeing Song Xing break free, Demon Yi rushed towards him again. Song Xing's body spun like a top, and every time he was just within a few inches, narrowly avoiding all of Demon Yi's attacks.
Although it was made from corpses, the magic suit has not completely lost its mind. In his body, it seems that he still retains the memory of being a warrior during his lifetime. In addition to the amazing power between his fists and feet, his attack and defense are also extremely well connected. Smooth, without any hesitation.
The magic suit controlled by Liang Xiaoshu not only has superb boxing skills and extremely hard physical body, but also possesses extremely weird body skills.
"Kongshan Lingyu Body Technique!"
Song Xing didn't recognize the movement technique used by Mo Yi, but Su Mengzhen could tell at a glance that the movement technique used by Mo Yi turned out to be the Kongshan Lingyu movement technique that had been lost in the world.
"Master, what is the Kongshan Lingyu Body Technique?"
Qingluan rarely saw such a surprised expression on Su Mengzhen's face and asked curiously.
Su Mengzhen adjusted her breathing and looked outside the building with a frown, "Twenty years ago, Lin Leitu, a great hero from the martial arts world, once offended the demon sect because of his chivalry and righteousness. All thirteen members of his family were killed by the demon sect. The sect was silenced, and Lin Leitu also died at the hands of Demon Sect elder Bai Wumo."
"The light-body technique used by Lin Leitu is the Kongshan Lingyu technique. When he performs the technique, it is like spiritual rain in the mountains, which is everywhere and makes people unable to avoid it. Therefore, it is named Kongshanling. rain."
Qingluan understood: "What you mean, poster, was that Lin Leitu died at the hands of Bai Wumo, and his body was cruelly trained into a magic suit by Bai Wumo, so that the body he used back then still has the remains of it. The memory of Kongshan Lingyu?”
Su Mengzhen nodded: "Bai Wumo died at the hands of Xiao Daxia. I thought that the demon sect had been destroyed. Now it seems that Liang Xiaoshu must have a close relationship with Bai Wumo."
