"Rumble..."
A nearby sub-peak was brushed by a blood-red knife shadow of dozens of feet. The forbidden light flashing on it had no effect and easily shattered.
The hard rock on the mountain that has been impregnated with demonic energy all year round was blasted into an arc-shaped hole dozens of feet long just by the light and shadow of the tip of the knife.
In this huge, substance-like sword shadow, a group of purple-black shadows flickered violently, seeming to be resisting. But facing the light of the vitality sword that was dozens of times larger, the struggle at this point did not stir up many waves. It only took a few breaths. , just stagnated inside, without any movement.
The thick blood-red sword light seemed to sense the death of the enemy, and began to shrink inward, and the adsorbed demonic energy was also compressed.
The murderous intention at this time was not as strong as it was at the beginning, but there was an aura of evil and greed. The rich blood light wrapped the motionless purple-black shadow, and it squirmed slightly, as if it was digesting some kind of food.
After a moment, the purple shadow disappeared, and the blood-red sword light quickly became smaller and retracted into the magic dragon blade.
The tip of this magic knife was slanted downwards, and a ten-foot-long ravine spread all the way to the edge of the mountain top, and beyond that was the sub-peak that was blasted out with an arc-shaped crater.
The position of the knife handle is a pair of skinny palms. Qi Ruyan, who is holding it, has turned into a mummy, as if all flesh and blood have disappeared. There is a faint red light in his eyes, and his soul aura is extremely weak.
Abbot Zhiyuan, who was not far away, looked at this scene with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"How is this possible? Although the Demon Dragon Blade has not been used for thousands of years, the chaotic magic power stored in it has not reached its peak. Why can it launch such a terrifying attack and kill Wu Daoyou in one blow?"
Just as he was thinking, the surface of the Demon Dragon Blade suddenly flashed a black and red halo of spiritual light, and Qi Ruyan's shriveled body simultaneously lit up a ball of blood-red light, with a chilling meaning, moving from the position of his head to Both hands poured into the magic dragon blade.
Two beast-like roars came from the magic knife, exuding chilling and cruel thoughts, like two wild beasts fighting.
But after a few breaths, the Demon Dragon Blade fell into calm again. The two wills and even the black and red spiritual light disappeared. In the demonic energy around the body, several halos of vitality appeared, lingering outside the blade. This magic treasure that reaches the sky , restored to its original appearance.
A breeze blew by, and cracks appeared on Qi Ruyan's mummy-like body. It broke like broken porcelain and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of dust and dissipating between the sky and the earth.
Abbot Zhiyuan was shocked when he saw this.
"How could this happen? With the chaos magic power protecting the body, it is impossible for the Demon Dragon Blade to completely devour the user. Is it because it has absorbed Wu Daoyou's soul, causing the murderous intention to become stronger?"
Huatian Temple and the Holy Demon Sect have a deep relationship. Abbot Zhiyuan knows the Demon Dragon Blade very well. Even if the Holy Demon King used it himself, it would only severely damage the monks in the transformation stage and would not be able to kill them.
But the scene where the Demonic Dragon Blade just killed his opponent and devoured his flesh and blood showed that Wu Wenxuan's physical body, soul and Nascent Soul were all absorbed, and he could no longer die.
The phenomenon of the Demonic Dragon Blade backlashing against users of Chaos Magic has never happened before in the history of the Holy Demon Sect.
Abbot Zhiyuan looked at the Demonic Dragon Blade suspended in mid-air, with a strong look of doubt in his eyes. He couldn't figure out why Wu Wenxuan was so generous and took the initiative to feed a wisp of the power of the soul to the Demonic Dragon Blade, causing it to kill it. His emotions surged, and Qi Ruyan had no choice but to unleash his greatest power.
Looking back now, it seems that this god-transforming demon cultivator did this on purpose.
"Something's wrong. Fellow Daoist Wu is a cautious person. He hasn't attacked the Holy Demon Sect for so many years because he is afraid of the power of the Demonic Dragon Blade. However, his behavior today is exactly the opposite."
Thinking of this, Abbot Zhiyuan couldn't help but look up not far away. The magic marrow knife and three cone-shaped magic weapons looked a little dim, but they were still suspended in mid-air. There seemed to be magic flowing inside. He couldn't help but shrink his pupils and thought some possibility.
But at this moment, a black escaping light suddenly turned from nothingness into reality hundreds of feet away. It exuded the magic power fluctuations of the late Nascent Soul and shot towards the mountain peak at an astonishing speed.
The old monk looked around and saw the person coming.
This was a strong man with unknown runes engraved on his skin. He was holding a gray-black magic hammer in one hand and a pale white bone claw in the other hand, with greed flashing in his eyes.
Abbot Zhiyuan clasped his hands together, and his thoughts of peace and compassion spread out: "That's good, that's good, fellow Daoist Tu Lingzi, the Demon Dragon Blade is strange, so it's better not to touch it."
His words seemed to carry some unique will, spreading into the distance. The power of will of the abbot of Huatian Temple was different from other monks in the transformation stage. It did not have much lethality to the soul, but it could greatly The amplitude affects the seven emotions and six desires of the immortal cultivator.
This sound wave containing powerful will was intended to reduce the opponent's greed and make him give up thinking about the Demon Dragon Blade. The situation just now was very strange, and he did not want anyone to continue to die because of the Demon Dragon Blade.
Tu Lingzi's expression remained unchanged, and there was a layer of light yellow spiritual light in the escaping light outside his body. Compassion swept across his body, and the greed in his eyes did not change at all.
"Soul defense magic weapon?"
Abbot Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then sighed softly. The two diamond circles radiated brightly and flew out with a dark golden halo. The terrifying power comparable to the transformation of vitality surged endlessly.
Seeing this, a cautious look flashed in Tu Lingzi's eyes. He opened his mouth slightly and spit out two balls of magic light at the weapons in his hands. These magic lights were extremely weird, like entities. There was a faint squirming of flesh and blood inside, but only the pills were emitted. Peak fluctuations.
Then the magic power of his late Nascent Soul surged incessantly. The flesh and blood magic power was absorbed by the two weapons in the blink of an eye, and two frightening waves suddenly emitted.
A large amount of demonic energy around them manifested one after another, and even competed for nearly half of the demonic energy that rushed towards the Vajra circle. A black light hammer densely covered with demonic patterns, like a substantial black light hammer, faced Vajra with a terrifying pressure. lock up.
On the other side, a gray claw of light shot out from the bone claw magic weapon. Although this claw also had a five-finger hand bone, it was twice as big as the human hand bone. There were several inches of claws on the fingertip joints. Bone spurs.
The Demonic Light Bone Claw continued to absorb the demonic energy during its flight, becoming more and more dazzling as it rushed towards the position of the Demonic Dragon Blade.
"Magic weapon! The energy takes shape!"
Abbot Zhiyuan suddenly remembered the rumors that the Blood Beast Sect possessed some kind of secret technique for activating magic weapons. He could not help but look solemn. A golden alms bowl appeared in front of him, and a large golden light gushed out from it, shrouding the demon dragon blade.
"bump!"
There was a loud noise, and the two diamond circles and the dark black hammer shadow were intertwined, and a ball of gold and black light burst out. The terrifying energy was surging, and it seemed that they were equally matched.
But after all, the diamond circle is a magic weapon entity, and the black hammer shadow is just transformed by the vitality. As the two sides intersect, the hammer shadow gradually dims, but it seems that it can still hold on for a while.
The gray bone claws grasped the golden light fiercely, rubbing out vortexes of vitality. The golden light curtain appeared cracks, but as a new energy surged out of the golden bowl, it condensed again. Get real.
At this moment, the previously silent Demonic Dragon Blade below seemed to sense something. It trembled slightly, and a blood-red light flashed. It flew up and connected with the transformed bone claws, shattering the golden light.
Tu Lingzi and Zhi Yuan were startled by this strange movement, and then the elder of the Blood Beast Sect showed a look of surprise. He quickly controlled the bone claws, grabbed the magic dragon blade and flew back.
"Buzz..."
A slight vibration sound suddenly resounded at the top of the mountain. The dim magic marrow knife suddenly burst into light and turned into a purple-black stream of light, sweeping a large amount of magic energy halo, and the terrifying power spread.
Tu Lingzi looked at the magic marrow knife that suddenly rushed over, and the joy on his face suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Old Demon Wu is still alive!"
