There was a ruthless look in Tu Lingzi's eyes, and another ball of flesh and blood magic power was spat out from his mouth. The black magic hammer in his hand shined brightly, wrapped in a layer of solid aura of vitality, and shot out with a whoosh.
"when!"
Two semicircular black haloes like the scorching sun collided together, and the black magic hammer directly resisted the magic marrow knife. However, the halo of vitality on its body had no subsequent energy blessing, and it was quickly beaten by the magic marrow knife. He retreated steadily, as if he would be knocked away at any time.
Tu Lingzi's face turned pale, and he took advantage of this gap to swallow several pills, and the shadow of the bone claw also brought the Demon Dragon Blade in front of him, and then the dim light claw completely dissipated.
Without the barrier of its bone claws, the Demonic Dragon Blade exuded a strong killing intent. The yellow aura on Tu Lingzi's shield began to shake violently because of this powerful will.
He activated the magic weapon three times in a row, and the soul defense magic weapon was hit by the demon spirit many times. The killing power of the killing intent on the soul far exceeded Abbot Zhiyuan's compassionate intention. Even if the soul defense of this magic weapon was unique, it would not Can't hold on for long.
After seeing that the magic marrow knife was blocked, Tu Lingzi did not dare to take any breath. A black altar roughly the size of a palm, carved with countless beasts, appeared in his hand, and balls of dark red magic power continued to pour out.
These magic powers are also at the peak level of pill formation. They look somewhat similar to the flesh and blood magic powers that activated the magic weapon before, but they exude a sense of death.
These flesh-and-blood magic powers turned into black tentacles and pounced on the broad blade. The Demonic Dragon Blade seemed to react, emitting a faint red light and absorbing these tentacles, as if it was eating. There was also a faint wild roar. out.
The chilling feeling began to calm down with the injection of weird magic power.
Tu Lingzi sensed this and showed a look of ecstasy. He quickly recited some ancient spell in his mouth, put away the bone claw magic weapon, condensed some kind of complex magic seal with his hands, and shot a series of spells at the magic dragon blade.
In this moment, the magic marrow knife in the distance has already knocked away the dim magic hammer and rushed towards Tu Lingzi. Although its power has been reduced, even if it has some power from the transformation of Yuan Qi, it is not as powerful as that of a late Yuanying monk. Can resist.
Tu Lingzi turned a blind eye to this, the spells in his mouth became more urgent, and the spell in his hand turned.
The demon dragon blade in front of him trembled slightly, and the surrounding demonic energy showed a little bit of black glow, and a medium-sized dark red sword light shot out from it.
The solid blade contained a bright halo of vitality, and the complex runes expanded and contracted, exuding an astonishing coercion. It turned out to be a sword light of the transformation level of vitality.
"boom!"
Two sword shadows, one large and one small, collided together. Although they were attacks of the same level, the magic marrow sword had already fought with the magic weapon for a while. After a slight stalemate, it was knocked away by the blood-red sword light.
Then the vitality sword light rolled back and turned into a dark red light curtain, wrapping Tu Lingzi inside.
"The secret technique left behind by our seniors is indeed useful. With the magic power of blood and blood in the half-dead state, we can indeed control the Demonic Dragon Blade!"
Tu Lingzi's body trembled with excitement, but then his expression changed. At some point, he was surrounded by three cone-shaped magic weapons, with a deep purple-black halo surging above them.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that the Blood Beast Sect also has a secret technique that can activate the Demonic Dragon Blade. It seems that the external incarnation that Wu worked so hard to refine was not lost in vain."
A deep voice came out, and an old man with a hooked nose appeared in mid-air. The flying magic marrow knife was suspended in the palm of his hand, trembling with great agility, and seemed to be extremely excited.
When Abbot Zhiyuan saw this scene, he recited the Buddha's name and said: "It turns out that it was the incarnation of fellow Taoist Wu just now. If something happens to fellow Taoist Wu, I'm afraid I will feel guilty."
Wu Wenxuan chuckled and said: "Old monk, Qi Ruyan has the Demon Dragon Blade in his hand, which poses a great threat to the God Transformation Stage. Plus, with your assistance, Wu thinks he is no match for you. He can only take the initiative to trigger Only the chaotic magic inside has a chance.”
"After all, the magical power of the Demon Dragon Blade to lock space is exactly the same as that of the Demon King. Even if you rely on true energy to break free, your escape speed will be greatly affected, making it difficult to dodge."
He glanced at Tu Lingzi, who was surrounded by his magic weapon, and said to the old monk: "Zhiyuan, the Holy Demon Sect has lost its great monk, and the Demon Dragon Blade is in the hands of the Blood Beast Sect. Do you still want to stop Wu? "
Abbot Zhiyuan sighed softly and said: "Now that the matter has come to an end, I will not interfere with the matter of the Demonic Dragon Blade. However, I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Wu to promise me to leave the Holy Demon Sect a way to survive and not to kill them all."
Wu Wenxuan laughed loudly and said: "Old monk, don't worry, Wu has already told the elders of the Yuan Mo Sect not to kill the Yuan Ying monks of the Holy Demon Sect, but I can't control other demon sects. .”
"Wonderful Great Spirit King Buddha, I would like to thank Taoist Wu Wu here." Abbot Zhiyuan put his hands together, bowed to Wu Wenxuan, then walked to the place where Qi Ruyan died, and recited the Buddhist salvation mantra.
Seeing this, Wu Wenxuan ignored the monk and looked at Tu Lingzi. He said calmly: "Junior of the Blood Beast Sect, if it were before, Wu would not waste words with you and just kill people and seize treasures."
"But there is something different in the Broken Kingdom this time. Your Blood Beast Sect is also of some use. So, as long as you hand over the Demonic Dragon Blade and the secret technique of controlling the Demonic Sword, Wu can pretend that this never happened."
"You must know that the chaotic magic power in the Demon Dragon Blade has been vented, and there is no threat to the monks in the transformation stage."
Tu Lingzi hid in the dark red shield, and while Wu Wenxuan and Zhiyuan were talking, he not only recovered some magic power, but also injected a lot of blood magic power into the Demon Dragon Blade through the Ten Thousand Beast Altar.
Hearing these words, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Senior Wu, the Demonic Dragon Blade is equally important to our Blood Beast Sect. I forgive this junior for not being able to hand it over."
"Although this junior has insufficient cultivation, with the help of our secret technique, he can find a new way to unleash the maximum power of the Demonic Dragon Blade. In the hands of the Blood Beast Sect, this Demonic Sword is even more powerful than the Holy Demon Sect."
"If a demon king appears again in the Broken Kingdom this time, this junior will definitely hold the demon dragon blade and help with all his strength."
When Wu Wenxuan heard this, he said with a mocking look on his face: "You are really arrogant. Since you want to die, then Wu will help you."
As he spoke, the three cone-shaped magic weapons surrounding Tu Lingzi glowed with black light, with a strong sense of cruelty pouring out of them. A large amount of demonic energy gathered and blasted towards the opponent's blood-red shield.
The violent air flow surged, and the black and red haloes intertwined. Although the Demon Dragon Blade was an offensive magic weapon, the defensive energy shield it blessed was powerful, and it could barely block the bombardment of the cone-shaped magic weapon.
Tu Lingzi felt the shaking shield with a solemn expression.
"For the current plan, only by exerting the power of the previous Demonic Dragon Blade can we intimidate Mr. Wu. This blade has absorbed one-tenth of the energy, blood and magic power in the Ten Thousand Beasts Altar, which is enough to exert its strongest power!"
With this thought flashing through his mind, he directly grasped the thick knife handle with both hands. The magic power in his body moved according to the secret techniques left by the seniors of the Blood Beast Sect and was injected into the Demon Dragon Blade.
Within this heaven-reaching magic treasure, countless beast-like roars suddenly came out, and a large amount of blood-red halo gushed out from it, and the aura of murderous intent mixed with evil greed rose into the sky.
The three cone-shaped magic weapons that attacked him were knocked away by some invisible force. All the surrounding demonic energy converged crazily towards the demonic dragon blade. A huge bloody sword shadow tens of feet long appeared in the mountain range again. An invisible pressure spread.
Abbot Zhiyuan stood up in shock and stared at this scene in stunned silence.
"What method did the Blood Beast Sect use? The chaos magic power has obviously been used up. Even if the Demonic Dragon Blade absorbs Wu Daoyou's external incarnation, it won't be enough to use such magical powers again."
"Fellow Daoist Wu, please don't force me!"
Wu Wenxuan looked at the blood-red sword light, with a purple-black light flashing in his eyes. Although he looked surprised, he did not panic. His tone was a little weird: "What kind of magic is this? It seems to be mixed with the essence of flesh and blood, and chaos." The magic is somewhat similar.”
Tu Lingzi felt the terrifying power of the Demonic Dragon Blade, and his face flushed with excitement. He was a little obsessed with the feeling of holding the magical power that could destroy the world.
Hearing Wu Wenxuan's words, Tu Lingzi said excitedly: "This is the qi and blood magic that our sect has refined using secret rituals. With our tens of thousands of years of savings, we can even unleash the strongest power of the Demonic Dragon Blade one after another."
Wu Wenxuan turned his eyes and looked at the black altar floating on the opponent's chest. He did not look worried, but showed a satisfied smile: "Not bad, not bad. With your qi, blood and magic power, Wu may be able to research more things." .”
Tu Lingzi was slightly stunned, not understanding what the other party meant.
At this moment, a strong sense of cruelty suddenly erupted from the Demonic Dragon Blade in his hand, and the huge blade shadow of dozens of feet rolled back inward as if out of his control.
"what's the situation?"
But before Tu Lingzi could make any move, two masses of blood-red light suddenly burst out from the handle of the knife and entered his arms from his hands. There was a mixture of murderous intent, cruelty, and an extremely greedy aura.
"No!" Tu Lingzi looked extremely frightened, gritted his teeth, and cut off his arms.
Then a surging force of energy and blood erupted from his body, and his body swelled. Purple-black scales grew out of his skin, and an iron whip-like tail emerged from behind him, transforming into a half-man, half-animal. monster.
The broken arms had turned into powder and dissipated in the air. Two blood-red light groups containing various thoughts were stuck on his shoulders. It seemed that this half-human and half-animal body could hinder this energy.
Tu Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to make some move. Unexpectedly, two blood-red light groups glowed brightly, their power increased, and they rushed in from the shoulder position.
"No!"
A look of despair flashed in Tu Lingzi's eyes, and the next moment, the fluctuations in his soul quickly dissipated, and his half-human, half-animal body shrank, and within a few breaths, he turned into a mummy...
