Chapter 1590 The Thunder of the Magic Thought and the Demon Ancestor of Tianyuan
Chapter 1590 The Thunder of the Magic Thought and the Demon Ancestor of Tianyuan
Rao Tian Xiaojian has extensive knowledge and has rolled in the bloody storm many times. At this moment, his expression also turned cold.
A creepy feeling.
For some reason, cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
Although the barriers around this independent space are extremely hard, the area itself is not vast. He has already searched carefully with his spiritual sense, and he has not sensed the existence of other beings at all.
This sound... Where did it come from, and what kind of creature was it?
Although he was terrified in his heart, but at this moment, Tian Xiaojian didn't have the energy to take care of the extra things.
There are priorities, and now his little life may be buried in the terrible devil energy at any time.
The rumbling sound reached the ears.
The vortex above the head became more and more terrifying.
Then a jet-black beam of light shot out from inside.
It's not too thick, the diameter is only about a foot, and there is no huge sound accompanying it.
At first glance, it seems that there are not many conspicuous places.
However, Tian Xiaojian's expression froze.
Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.
The power of the attacks in the world of cultivating immortals is not directly proportional to the size. As a demon cultivator in the separation and reunion period, Tian Xiaojian's sensitivity to demon energy is naturally extremely sensitive.
The magic energy contained in it is so thick that it is almost as if it has substance.
And he has a feeling of being locked in, there is no way to hide.
There is no way to describe that feeling in words, as if there is some kind of law of heaven and earth contained in this inconspicuous beam of light.
Tian Xiaojian has never experienced that death is only a thin line away from him, so is he really going to fall?
If he knew that he shouldn't covet the treasures of immortals, at the moment when the two ghosts were killed, wouldn't everything be fine if he left with King Wanjiao?
Tian Xiaojian felt pain in his heart.
However, neither the secular world nor the world of cultivating immortals regretted selling the medicine at all.
This kind of weak thought only flashed in Tian Xiaojian's heart, and then his eyes became firm.
Stand still?
No!
That is the choice of the weak!
As long as there is a glimmer of life, he must seize it.
Roar!
Tian Xiaojian's eyes turned blood red, like a beast caught in a trap and besieged by hunters!
I saw him raising his hands, dancing like a butterfly spreading flowers, maybe the movement was too fast, there were countless phantoms remaining in the air, it looked as if he had grown countless hands.
And his mouth was not idle at all, the two lips trembled equally quickly, and the sound of ancient and obscure incantations flowed out...
In front of him, there was a layer of light curtain.
It is also dark in color, and there are countless fist-sized runes looming on the surface.
The whole process took less than half a breath of effort. Although it was not as fast as Lin Xuan's Nine Heavens Spirit Shield, it was still shocking.
In addition to the light curtain, there are seven or eight treasures in front of Tian Xiaojian, not swords, guns, swords and halberds, but round shields, iron plaques, French flags, golden bells and other defensive things...
With the penetration of the formulas, those things each displayed their supernatural powers and powers.
I saw that the round shield turned around, and it had already exploded.
Originally it was only the size of a palm, but with the black light, it grew to a full height of two feet. Wang Tian Xiaojian's head blocked it, and immediately covered his entire figure in the shadow.
As for the French flag, it was unfurled against the wind, and a gray light came out rustlingly, with countless bones wrapped in it.
There are monster races and human immortal cultivators inside, and the number of bones is extremely large.
"rise!"
With Tian Xiaojian's shout, those skeletons suddenly took shape in front of him.
Just like the incantation he spit out, a wall of bones rose out of thin air, with soaring resentment attached to it.
These skeletons are all the immortal cultivators who died in Tian Xiaojian's hands, as well as the demon clan, whose spirits were also locked up and used to refine this bone flag.
In terms of power, it may be slightly inferior to Yue'er's beast soul banner, but it has the same principle.
The more bones and spirits there are, the more distasteful the power of this treasure will be.
As for the resentment, not only did it not harm Tian Xiaojian at all, but on the contrary, it increased the defensive power of the Wall of Bones even more.
No matter how advanced Tian Xiaojian's Clutch and Reunion is, since he has become a top immortal cultivator in the human world, of course the treasure will not only be the Netherworld Broken Heart Sword, the rest of the iron plates and golden bells have also begun to exert their power...
The whole process sounds complicated, but in fact it is only a blink of an eye. The monks in the separation and separation period cast spells naturally extremely quickly.
In front of Tian Xiaojian's body, magic light entwines, there are as many as seven or eight treasures and light curtains alone.
And each one is unique.
This kind of defense, even in the face of an old monster in the late stage of clutching and reunion, cannot be broken instantly if the opponent attacks with all his strength, and what he has to do now is to receive this beam of light that is only a few feet in diameter.
Looks like it should be ok.
However, for some reason, the creepy feeling in Tian Xiaojian's heart became stronger and stronger.
The next moment, the beam of light finally blasted down from the top of his head, and an incredible scene happened. All the defenses, no matter how great they looked on the surface, were easily torn apart like paper at this moment.
Tian Xiaojian could only watch helplessly as he was engulfed by that beam of light.
Do your best and obey the destiny. In other words, although human efforts can create miracles, whether they can overcome the sky or not depends on their character.
Or luck.
Although it sounds illusory, it is true.
At this time Tian Xiaojian was extremely desperate.
Only by experiencing it firsthand can I know that the beam of light is terrifying, and it may not be inferior to the huge claw just summoned by the ancient demon.
The body protection devil energy is the final shield, but as soon as it touched it, it was blasted to pieces, and then my body was completely engulfed...
There is nothing but despair at this moment.
But hidden in the dark, the phantom that had just made a sound grinned. For millions of years, although immortal cultivators would break in every once in a while, no matter what the strength of the comer, as long as they entered this independent In the space, it is bound to fall.
It is impossible for the existence below the distraction stage to block the thunder of the magic thoughts.
And the guy in the distraction stage, whether it is the spirit world or the demon world, is also an extremely high-ranking existence. Being trapped by the laws of heaven and earth, it is impossible for the body to come to Penglai Mountain.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the smile on that phantom's face became more ferocious.
However, the next moment, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
...
Meanwhile, another passage.
The ancient demon stood in an abandoned hall.
The feet are full of stumps and broken arms, but these are not human corpses, they are just puppets that look like wooden figures.
Woodlings!
In other words, it is a creature formed by the gathering of wood aura, and it can be resurrected soon after being killed in a place with abundant wood aura.
The troubles that the ancient demon encountered were similar to those of Wangtinglou, but he handled them with ease. After the wood spirit was killed, there was no chance of resurrection, and all of them were demonized by this beast with great supernatural powers.
The demonized wood spirit naturally cannot absorb wood spirit energy to heal injuries.
This kind of five-element puppet is extremely difficult to deal with on the surface, but as long as you know its weaknesses and details, it is not difficult to deal with it.
Know yourself and know your enemy, this sentence is also applicable in the world of cultivating immortals.
"Hmph, there are so many wood spirits in this passage, so it can be inferred that the passage that Wangtinglou walked is the earth spirit. With that guy's tyrannical strength in the late stage of separation and reunion, there should be no problem in dealing with it." The demon murmured Talking to himself, listening to his tone, he seemed to be extremely concerned about Wangtinglou.
"Since you're so sure, why ask me? In fact, it doesn't matter whether Wangtinglou is dead or alive. I don't understand why the majestic Tianyuan Demon Ancestor would go to such great lengths to win over a handful of separation and reunion stage cultivators. Although his cultivation base, even if he reaches the upper realm, he can gain a foothold, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the strength of you and me." A clear voice came to the ears.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Mo's chest became blurred, and an extra human face appeared.
He is extremely handsome, he looks like a white-faced scholar, reflecting the ancient demon's sturdy body, it looks very strange.
"Hmph, what do you know? In the eyes of this Demon Ancestor, the mere existence of separation and reunion is not worth mentioning, but for this action in the human world, I have prepared for a hundred thousand years, and I have checked countless ancient books. We have gone through untold hardships to come to the place where the bones of the real immortals are buried, and we must meet certain conditions to get the treasure."
"There is such a requirement for taking treasures, why haven't I heard you mention it before?" The pale-faced scholar frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.
"Hmph, why should I tell you that although you and I share the same body now, our souls are completely independent from each other, I dare not trust you completely." The ancient demon said so, without any hint of concealment. .
"Hmph, each other, speaking of it, you and I still have a deep blood feud. If you didn't want to break through the realm back then, in order to become the ancestor of the true devil one day, practice the taboo devil art, and devour your friend me in one bite. , how could I have fallen into such a situation?" The white-faced scholar said lightly, but his tone was full of resentment.
"Why do you mention him in the past? Didn't the ancestor of this demon fail? What's more, what qualifications do you have to accuse me? Didn't your excellency also practice the sealed technique? Otherwise, how could the spirit be so powerful that it could compete with this demon?" The ancestors fought to a close, although I could suppress your spirit, but I couldn't devour it. In the end, the two of us had to share the same body, and the connection between the two spirits was extremely close. In the lower realm, that wisp of divided soul also contains the consciousness of you and me." When the ancient demon said this, he was extremely depressed.
"That's your own fault. My situation is worse than yours. If you hadn't done that stupid thing, how could the two of us have ended up in such a situation? Two spirits live in one body, and the supernatural power has not only not increased, but has been greatly weakened. You Tianyuan Demon Ancestor was also a well-known figure in the holy world in the past, but now, in the last fight, he almost lost to a demon general." The white-faced scholar's tone was rather strange, a little depressed, and a little gloating.