Although Ming Scorpion thought so, his spiritual consciousness still spread out a little unconsciously, causing the power of the spiritual consciousness to transform into the storm, and the spiritual consciousness of the demon cultivator present immediately relaxed a lot.
The Blood Demon Sword and Fang Tian Hua Ji took this opportunity to shine brightly. The power of the Nascent Soul inside was released in a burst, and their power increased dramatically. The tail blade and pincers of the Scorpion were suddenly struck by two mature-level weapons. Magic weapon suppression.
At the same time, on the defensive shield jointly exerted by eight members of the Blood Refining Sect, the power of the Nascent Soul gathered at the top of Ji Mo's head and turned into a bloody ball.
At this moment, the three swords of Xuanming Sanji merged into one, turning into an extremely small silver-white flying needle and soaring into the sky. It flew out from the blood-colored ball and turned into a blood-red flying needle, stabbing with a harsh sound of breaking through the air. In the direction of Hades Scorpion.
Nether Scorpion noticed the powerful power and the power of the Nascent Soul contained in the blood-colored flying needle. A look of surprise flashed in his compound eyes, and he wanted to use his claws and tail blade to resist.
It is a pity that the Blood Demon Sword and Fang Tian Painted Halberd at this time did not consider the consumption of Yuanying's power at all, and their power was greatly increased, which was completely equivalent to the two early Yuanying monks joining forces.
And although it has the spiritual thoughts and the power of the Nascent Soul at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul, the energy in its body is only at the peak of the Core Formation, and its physical strength is not its strong point. It was temporarily suppressed by two mature magic weapons.
The underworld scorpion had no choice but to inject the extremely yin power in its body into the armor on its back to enhance its defense. The enemy's actions were obviously intended to attack the wound on its back.
"call out!"
The bloody flying needle, which was originally aimed at the back of the underworld scorpion, suddenly pressed forward, accelerated in vain, and actually changed direction and shot towards the left compound eye under the underworld scorpion's armor.
There was a loud "bang", and terrifying fluctuations shot up into the sky. Three jet-black flying knives exploded in the left eye of the underworld with a little green blood. The underworld's body staggered under the powerful explosive force, and almost fell. Fall to the ground.
The air around Nether Scorpion was distorted, and the terrifying power of divine consciousness conveyed extremely angry thoughts: "You deceitful immortal cultivators, you actually hurt my body!"
One of Ming Scorpion's compound eyes was blasted out by these monks in the alchemy stage, and he became extremely furious. His spiritual consciousness did not go around to explore, but concentrated on using his spiritual consciousness to transform into magical powers, and pressed against the demon cultivators.
The power of the Nascent Soul that was barely condensed by the Blood Refining Sect's defensive secrets was all given to Ji Mo's Xuan Ming Sanji Sword, which was unable to stop this terrifying pressure of divine consciousness.
Their eyes were bulging, and their faces showed pain. Their consciousness was absolutely suppressed, and they couldn't even bring up the magic power in their bodies.
The body of Ji Mo, who had exploded with the power of Xuan Ming Sanji Sword, also withered away. He looked at the furious Ming Scorpion with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
His Xuanming Sanji Sword is not simple. It was re-refined by the elder of the sect, and a little silver dragon meteorite iron was added, which greatly increased the texture.
After the three knives are combined into one, they can be turned into fine needles, condensing power, and the penetrating power is astonishing. Coupled with the power of the Nascent Soul gathered by the defensive secret technique, it can even break the shield of the Nascent Soul monks, which is one of their major strengths. The trump card was not used in the previous battle with Mo Zong.
I thought that this attack could penetrate the scorpion's compound eye and directly crush its skull, but who knew that after his condensed Xuanming flying needle pierced the compound eye of the scorpion, it hit the extremely hard armor and pierced a small section of it. It was bounced out.
None of them could have imagined that there was another layer of chitin armor under the scorpion's compound eyes.
"Damn it, although this scorpion's speed and strength are not as good as the top demon zombie, its defensive power is terrifyingly strong. Its cold attribute Nascent Soul power is even more intense, and its attack power is only stronger than the top demon zombie's."
Blood flowed from the corner of Ma Jie's mouth. He resisted the pressure from his consciousness and reluctantly activated the Blood Demon Sword. However, his Nascent Soul's power was almost exhausted in the attack just now, and the Blood Demon Sword was easily blown away by the Dark Scorpion's tail blade.
Everyone in the Blood Refining Sect was almost in a desperate situation. The power of the Nascent Soul from Ma Jie's magic bead had already exploded. Others were unable to take action under the pressure of the consciousness of the middle Nascent Soul.
"boom!"
Fang Tian's painted halberd followed closely behind the Blood Demon Sword, barely blocking the pace of Nether Scorpion.
Feeling the enemy's still terrifying attack power, Hun Sha's eyes were full of fear. The demon cultivators from their two sects had cooperated perfectly just now, but he didn't expect that the most powerful attack of the Ji Demon did not penetrate the Underworld Scorpion. head.
Although their Fangtian Painted Halberd can barely compete with the Nether Scorpion, the power of the Nascent Soul consumed by each strike is staggering and cannot last long.
"Boom!"
Another round of attacks from the Dark Scorpion's tail blade and pincers knocked Fang Tian's painted halberd away again. The combined magic weapon split apart with a tremor and returned in the form of seven rays of precious light.
Immediately afterwards, the gray shield outside Qishazi's body flashed with a strong aura of Nascent Soul power, and shot towards the sky above the pit.
Ming Scorpion's hatred obviously lies with the Blood Refining Sect. This is the best time to escape. The joint contract signed by Qishazi and the Blood Refining Sect does not stipulate that escape is prohibited.
Ma Jie ignored the fleeing Qi Shazi. He looked focused, with blood magic and blood essence surging in his body, intending to perform some kind of explosive secret technique of blood magic.
At this moment, a light black phantom magic hand suddenly appeared in front of Ma Jie, which was a full foot in size, with a strong aura of Nascent Soul power flashing on it, and grabbed the body of the underworld scorpion.
As the devil's hand grasped the underworld scorpion, the power of the Nascent Soul became more and more intense. The aura of the devil's hand was like substance, and the magic patterns on it were clearly visible.
The underworld scorpion wildly waved its pincers and flicked its tail blade, but except for dimming the light of the devil's hand, it could not break free.
"Huan Mo Hand! It's the Huan Mo Zi Mu Kung Fu! Junior Brother Rong, you..." Ma Jie looked behind him at a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with a look of surprise on his face.
The one who took action at this time was Rong Zhengqi, a disciple of Elder Qian and a master in the late stage of pill formation who practiced the Magic Demon Son-Mother Skill.
His face turned pale, and he held one hand in vain. A stream of strong Nascent Soul power kept pouring out of his body. He reluctantly said: "It's the trump card left by Master. I can't hold it for long. Brother Ma, let's work together." Fly out of here.”
In such a scene, everyone knew without thinking that Rong Zhengqi must have received a magic seed bead privately gifted by Elder Qian, otherwise it would be impossible to stimulate such a strong Nascent Soul power.
Ma Jie suppressed the doubts in his heart, and the blood magic power surged in his body. A large blood-red magic light enveloped everyone, and Rong Zhengqi's other hand barely managed to create a ray of Nascent Soul power to blend into it.
The remaining nine members of the Blood Refining Sect flew towards the sky in this bloody light.
The black demonic hand that grabbed Mingscorpion below gradually dimmed as the Blood Refining Sect people went away. After a while, it exploded during Mingscorpion's struggle and turned into little bits of magic light that dissipated in the air.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that these immortal cultivators at the Alchemy Stage are not only rich in combat experience, but also have many methods at the Nascent Soul Stage. I only allowed me to kill one of them."
Nether Scorpion Claw rubbed the green blood around his eyes, looked at the sky, hesitating whether to pursue him or not. Those demon cultivators seemed to have exhausted all their means at the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Damn immortal cultivators, you dare to covet the sacred objects of your clan, ah... Nether Scorpion, come back soon!"
Behind him came the violent fluctuations of the consciousness of the underworld ant, and the remaining compound eyes of the underworld scorpion flashed with anger: "There are really immortal cultivators lurking here, they are simply looking for death!"
It flicked its tail, shook its legs, and quickly rushed toward the crack in the wall behind it.
