The magic circle remained motionless, and the divine fire beads floated on it, appearing and disappearing.
Within a few breaths, the fire clouds, which were better than the morning glow, quickly gathered and became brighter.
The demon cultivator was horrified when he heard that the divine fire beads could summon divine fire essence flames. The essence flames were fire from the heavens and could burn all things, which was even better than the wood spirit fire.
Surrounded by powerful enemies, and with Hu Buyi holding such a treasure, it will definitely be more difficult to fight. King Ming shouted anxiously: "Regardless of life and death, break the formation quickly!"
The fighting spirit of more than ten demon cultivators was fierce. They ignored the magical weapons that the human cultivators were trying to cover up, and they gathered their strength and launched a thunderous blow.
The light and shadow suddenly became chaotic, and countless tiny cracks appeared densely on the screen.
Several miserable howls were heard in succession, two demon cultivators inside were in mourning, one person's shield was shattered, his head was cut off to the ground, and bright red blood spurted out from his neck.
Chu Shangu grabbed the fairy sword from the air with a calm expression on his face. It was clear that the first kill of the demon cultivator was his handiwork.
Another severed arm was left on the ground, and the fingers were still slightly bent. Lin Mo said: "Your Taoism is amazing, and your body is unparalleled. If I don't kill an unknown person with my sword, please tell me your name as soon as possible." At the center of attention, the burly demon cultivator looked pale, staring blankly at his broken arm with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Before the demon cultivator could answer, he suddenly saw fire clouds rolling over the magic circle, and pure white flames spewed out, forming a net that suddenly fell down. Although the flame net was thin, it carried the aura of killing everything.
The other three people were not in a hurry and were wrapped in the net by the divine fire essence flames. The net looked at the protective light curtain as if it were nothing, and silently cut inwards.
There was no scream or trace of blood. The net of divine fire and essence flame fell so lightly, cutting the three demon cultivators into thousands of pieces. Their flesh and blood were burned before they even hit the ground, turning into a wisp of dust and smoke that dispersed in the air.
Not to mention the demonic cultivator's spirit, even the human cultivators were dumbfounded. The power of the divine fire and essence flame was so powerful that it could be called heaven-defying.
A few miles away from the battlefield, Yi Qingchen and others used the concealment technique to watch from the sidelines. When they saw this, they screamed: "Where did Hu Buyi get such a rare treasure?"
The others were also shocked and murmured: "The old fox is indeed extraordinary!"
Yi Qingchen felt a hundred claws scratching his heart, and he finally suppressed his greed and said: "How can we wait for the decisive opportunity? Let's go, it's time to take action."
Several people smiled knowingly and used their escape skills to rush over.
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The fierce battle gradually became more intense. The web of divine fire and essence flames rotated, rolled, and floated. There were unscrupulous conflicts, and several demons were killed in an instant.
The chessboard offered by King Ming could block and absorb the essence flames, but there were endless killing moves around him, making it difficult for him to fully devote himself to the confrontation with Hu Buyi.
The magic circle was protected from wind and rain. The demon cultivator was furious but could do nothing. The short and fat demon cultivator cursed: "Mother Xipi, I told you there was a problem but no one listened."
King Ming said angrily: "You are deceiving the public with your evil words, be careful I will chop you into pieces!"
At this moment, a white light shot up into the sky from Qingqiu Peak, and Hu Buyi sneered: "Shameless evildoer, how dare you take advantage of the opportunity to attack Hu Lingshan!"
Prince Ming smiled and said: "Hey, is it more important to trap the enemy or the lair? Can the mountain owner make a clear decision about this deal?"
Hu Buyi said: "Huh, there are several comrades waiting in the mountain. I'm afraid your wishful thinking will come to nothing..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Yi Qingchen and others suddenly appearing, coming over the mountains and ridges. Hu Buyi's expression was extremely exciting, and he shouted urgently: "Why are you here?"
Yi Qingchen said from afar: "We are here to support you. Brother Hu, don't worry. There are Huangliang and Xuepu waiting in the city. There will be no loss."
Hu Buyi became angry from shame and secretly scolded the turtle grandson for being greedy for life and afraid of death. He couldn't help shouting: "Quick fight and quick victory!" The true energy in his body was surging, and the power of the Jingyan Net became even more powerful.
The burly demon cultivator suddenly stopped, and opened his huge mouth to eat the broken arm on the ground. The strong wind blew by, and the flesh and blood on the arm was sucked clean in an instant, leaving only a thick white bone lying there.
The group of cultivators all found it unbelievable and secretly sighed that this demonic cultivator was really cruel! Not even willing to leave his broken arm behind.
On the other hand, the burly demon cultivator, as if he had just taken a tonic, the aura around his body rose again and again, and his cultivation level increased to the point where he was only a thin line away from the empty and dark stage.
Hu Buyi saw this and shouted: "Hurry, stop him quickly..." Before he could finish his words, the burly demon cultivator abandoned the magic weapon and picked up three hammer-like fists to smash into the light screen.
Good guy! He actually wanted to use brute force to smash out a glimmer of life.
The burly demon cultivator's figure changed strangely, and the human cultivator was unable to stop him. He watched helplessly as he looked like a maniac, gathering all his strength to hit the light curtain. The light curtain suddenly made a crisp sound and was instantly shattered.
King Ming was filled with joy and laughed wildly: "We will break out separately and meet at the same place." The demon cultivators did not dare to delay at all and dispersed like birds and beasts.
Yi Qingchen took the lead and blocked King Ming's retreat with two desperate moves, shouting: "Monster, don't leave!"
Hu Buyi didn't allow him to get away. The net of divine fire and fine flames hurriedly closed in the sky, swinging towards Prince Ming and covering his head.
Prince Ming sneered: "It's a small trick." The chessboard's glow burst out, and it caught the fine flame net and pulled it hard into the board.
Hu Buyi paled and hurriedly gathered his mind to recall Jing Yan.
Prince Ming said: "Your Excellency dares to take even half a step forward, I will immediately give the order to take the life of that little fox."
Hu Buyi felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was furious but did not dare to advance at all.
King Ming looked around and sighed: "If things develop to such a situation, the mountain master will die! If we can restrain the cultivator from causing trouble, I can not pursue the case. If it is delayed until dawn, the mountain master is prepared to give the little Let the fox collect the body.”
The fluorescence in Hu Buyi's purple eyes fluctuated erratically, sometimes clear and sometimes hazy, sometimes dazzling with crystal light and sometimes confused, seemingly in a dilemma.
Prince Ming waited quietly for a few breaths, stared at Hu Buyi and said displeasedly: "The mountain master should make a decision early, otherwise..." He was only halfway through his words when he suddenly felt dizzy in his mind, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Suddenly, he was in a peach blossom forest.
The peach blossoms are graceful and blooming lively. The petals are falling leisurely, spreading gently over the green grass. A group of charming fox demons are posing, half-covered by gauze clothes as thin as cicada wings, making people blush at the sight of them.
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On the battlefield, the human monks united in twos and threes, and each trapped a demon cultivator to fight.
The battle situation was too dangerous. Only fellow disciples could be considered reliable at this moment. Hua Xi, Mei Ying and Shen Tianlu joined forces to attack the short and fat demon cultivator.
The short, fat demon's appearance is not amazing, but it has great magical power. When it moves forward and retreats, it can't be stopped.
The fierce battle lasted for a while, and the short, fat demon cultivator gradually felt that he was outnumbered, and was gradually suppressed under the continuous bombardment.
Huaxi's famous stunt "Fragrance of Flowers and Mountains" began to show its power. The light of the sword flows like a brush in the hand of an artist, making it darker or lighter and carefully sketched.
It is not an illusion, but it is better than an illusion. The scenes seen in the enemy's eyes gradually become more and more chaotic, and the ears are filled with vague and mournful sounds. The music is like crying and complaining, making people cry.
The short, fat demon cultivator was suddenly immersed in an idyllic scenery, with faint green mountains, gurgling water, and gorgeous flowers everywhere. There was an indescribable wonderfulness lingering between heaven and earth.
But in a moment, the howling cold wind urged the flowers to shake down, and the floating flowers drifted freely, scattering in the water waves on the mountain stream, falling red and chasing the water, and the mottled flower shadows were not stained by dust.
Endless poignancy comes, and a kind of eternal melancholy comes quietly. It was as if the joys, sorrows and joys of the past and present life finally turned into a torrent at this moment and impacted his mind, forcing him to give up prosperity and obsession, and be willing to be indifferent and lonely.
Mei Ying and Shen Tianlu attacked and harassed the enemy from afar, but there was also a hint of palpitating in their hearts.
"The fragrance of flowers falling on streams, mountains and rivers" is indeed not an illusion, but a tyrannical method to infinitely magnify the flaws in the opponent's state of mind. As long as the cultivation levels are not far apart, this technique can be followed.
The offensive of the short and fat demon cultivator gradually stopped, and he waved his left hand and left foot in an extremely disharmonious manner in his final struggle. When he lost the last trace of clarity in his mind, two brilliant sword lights struck through the air, cutting across his neck like dragons scissoring.
The burly demon cultivator suddenly saw this scene, and his face was filled with anger and despair. This demon has profound Taoist skills, and is also rough-skinned and thick-bodied. It still appears to be able to move with ease among the sword lights that split and merge in the forest desert and Chushan Mountain.
Lin Mo wielded the Heavenly Grade Xianhuang Immortal Sword. The sword was broad, blunt and without an edge.
Chu Shangu activated the Purple Thunder Sword. When the sword moved, purple light spurted out, carrying the power of wind and thunder, it had the ability to explode with thunder and lightning. The two of them fought against the burly demon cultivator, with all kinds of spells at their fingertips, and the rumbling sounds of the battle came one after another.
Seeing that his companions were about to be slaughtered, the burly demon cultivator suddenly let out a roar. With a shake of his body, he transformed into a big black bear steaming with black mist. His aura clearly broke through the thin line and entered the realm of the void and the underworld.
The black bear was furious, its eyes were red, its shoulders and back were bulging, and its hair made a sound like steel nails scraping. This bear man stood up, pressing down one by one with his thick bear paws, and the thick and heavy force was about to crush the entire void.
Lin Mo and Chushan Guxian's swords shook at the same time, and six bright sword lights came forward.
The bear's paw is stronger than fine iron, and it can forcefully hit the extremely sharp sword light. There was a piercing cold light in his eyes, and he suddenly stretched his neck and let out a loud roar.
A violent wave of air swept across the surrounding areas. Lin Mo and the two of them were caught off guard and were immediately thrown into a panic. As soon as they stood upright, the sharp light rolled out from the bear's claws had already grabbed them all over their heads and faces.
The two of them used all they had learned in their lives, and after evading the killing move in an extremely dangerous way, they no longer dared to challenge it head-on and started fighting instead.
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Turning to look very far away, King Ming was filled with anger, and he was fighting with Hu Buyi inextricably for several miles in the air.
This demon has never experienced such a frustrating battle, because Hu Buyi's illusion magic power is at its peak. Previously, there were vixens dancing and singing in the peach blossom forest to seduce him, and there were also mountain spirits that could not be killed.
After finally escaping from the confinement, we arrived at the white snowfield again. Groups of furry snow monkeys were chattering so loudly that they were dizzy. Unfortunately, these monkeys were all phantoms. It was useless to catch them and kill them.
This encounter made King Ming gnash his teeth with hatred, and then he started to discuss magical powers with Hu Buyi regardless of his head.
Hu Buyi secretly thought that his beloved daughter had been lost, and he was filled with awe-inspiring murderous intent. He drove the divine fire beads to fight fiercely with King Ming without forgetting his life and death. His every move was full of killing methods that destroyed the heaven and earth, and he did not know how to level them. How many hills have filled up several ravines.
King Ming gradually woke up after fighting for a long time. Under the influence of his spiritual thoughts, he suddenly realized that the number of winners and losers in the battlefield was clear. The human monks were numerous and powerful, and the division of labor for killing and trapping the enemy was very clear.
Monk Kuji chanted "Amitabha" in his mouth, but showed no mercy. The eight-foot Zen staff pushed the two demon cultivators in an orderly manner, crushing the two demon cultivators into an indistinguishable puddle of flesh.
He Zuowang and the other cultivators did not hesitate to give in. All kinds of exquisite spells came one after another, dismembering the demonic cultivators into countless pieces one by one.
After taking care of the demon soldiers, the group of cultivators whistled and started their escape techniques and rushed towards King Ming and the burly demon cultivators.
