Chapter 3628 Invincible

Become hasty!

The angle was even more tricky, and the blood glow was coming like a gust of wind.

The black-faced old man turned pale with shock.

At this time, there is no time to hide, and there is no time to turn the body to the side.

"puff……"

Blood spattered out, and his head had been taken off.

However, the matter is not over.

That ray of blood, like a tarsal maggot, simply stuck to his body.

Afterwards, the old man's body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. In this short moment, the essence and blood in his whole body seemed to be absorbed by the blood light.

Even Yuanying did not escape, and his face still had a look of horror.

Then the blood glow emerged, it was the treasure that was suspected to be the innate spirit treasure just now.

At this time, the magic emanating from above became stronger.

This is not a take away.

It has some similarities with the heart demon attacking the body.

To put it in a more common language, it is obsession.

There are actually many illusory legends about such things in the world of cultivating immortals.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there were some amazingly powerful weapons.

Or call it a magic weapon.

Every magical power of these treasures is jaw-dropping.

However, because it is too strong, such a weapon cannot be controlled by ordinary monks at all.

As the saying goes, a strong guest does not overwhelm the master, but these treasures can do the opposite.

If the cultivator is not strong enough, obtaining these treasures is a disaster rather than a blessing, and he will be attacked by the demons, and then become a slave of the treasures.

For example, Zhang Qi in front of him.

At this moment, he is just a puppet controlled by the treasure.

Soon, several rays of brilliance came into sight.

At this time, although the vision has disappeared, but the memory of the immortal cultivators is good, and they have found this place one after another.

In the 100,000 mountains, it was easy to get lost, but for some reason, the direction was extremely clear at this time.

It was as if someone was behind the scenes and played a trick to make everyone jump into the flames. However, the immortal cultivators who were dazzled by the treasure noticed the details and episodes in the middle.

"ah!"

The screams came to the ears, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the first to arrive were still a few immortal cultivators in the distraction stage.

The cultivator of the Hundred Poison Sect!

As a local snake, the faction naturally moves very quickly.

Patriarch Wandu wasn't the only disciple who entered the Shiwan Dashan to hunt for treasures, there were also many immortal cultivators at the level of distraction.

Moreover, these monks in the distraction period came in earlier.

Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they arrived here quickly, not the first one, but not much later.

However, what awaited them was a very tragic result.

The strange blood glow emerged again.

For a while, there were loud screams, and after drinking blood, the power of this demon knife became stronger.

It's hard to talk about the tribulation stage, but at this moment, facing a few monks in the distraction stage is really overwhelming, and it's not an exaggeration to say that chopping melons and vegetables is not an exaggeration.

Soon, several disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect lost their heads, and the result was similar to that of the black-faced old man.

And this scene happened to fall into the eyes of an existence in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

This is a thin man, his appearance is not surprising, but his cultivation level is a genuine transcendence of catastrophe.

There was a look of surprise on his face, and then turned serious.

This is not an innate spiritual treasure, but a magic weapon passed down from ancient times.

It's useless to get it yourself.

A trace of hesitation appeared on the thin man's face, then he turned and left.

But it was too late!

I saw Zhang Qi's face turned serious, and the strange blood light burst out of the air again, like a gust of wind and rain, like scratching his neck.

"court death!"

The skinny man was furious.

I had already chosen to retreat, but the other party dared to stroke the tiger's beard. It was just a puppet controlled by a magic weapon. Although its strength was stronger than it would have been, in the final analysis, it was only a distraction period.

I just don't want to take risks, could it be that I was really treated as a persimmon.

While the thin man was frightened and angry, his reaction was extremely quick.

Turning over the body, the right hand stretched forward.

Following his movements, a ray of red clouds emerged, condensed for a while, and turned into a big hand with sharp fingers, and ruthlessly grabbed it downwards.

Although it is an ordinary blow, it is mixed with the profound skill of the Transcending Tribulation Period, how can it be ordinary.

Immediately, it collided with the bloody light.

There was no suspense at all, the big hand was cut into two pieces and fell off.

The skinny man was stunned, the result was unexpected, he shook his sleeve and released a blue flying sword.

But seeing Li Mang flashing, he stopped in front.

However, the blood light still did not hesitate at all, and slashed down fiercely.

The wailing came to the ears, and the blue flying sword was almost powerless to fight back, so it was split in two, turned into ordinary iron, and fell from midair.

"impossible!"

The thin man's face showed disbelief, and he could hardly believe the scene in front of him. Although this fairy sword is not his natal treasure, its power is no small matter. It has never been damaged even when confronted with an existence of the same level. In front of him...

This is not an exaggeration.

Even the top ten magical weapons of ancient times, they definitely do not have such power.

Could it be that he admits that this is not one of the top ten magic weapons in ancient times, but something even more terrifying?

The expression on the skinny man's face was extremely ugly. At this moment, there was no time to figure it out.

That bright and bewitching blood light was no more than a few feet away from him.

It's too late to hide, but fortunately, I have a defensive treasure, which has reached the point of refinement and deliberation, so I don't need to push it, and I can fly out to keep it at a critical moment.

Sure enough, there was a loud swishing sound, and a series of twelve shields flew out from the surface of his body.

Closed in the middle, layers upon layers blocked in front of him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the weather is not clear.

This is his natal treasure.

That's right, shields.

Among the immortal cultivators, most monks use flying swords as their natal magic weapon.

The rest of the flying knives, long daggers, etc. are no longer rare, and there are some monks' natal treasures, whose shapes can be said to be extremely weird.

However, one thing is the same, these are all offensive treasures.

Looking at the Three Realms, across the present and the past, there is not even one person who refines the shield used for defense into a talisman, but it is definitely rare.

This thin man is one of them.

Moreover, it is a complete set of treasures, with a total of twelve shields.

Leaving aside his strength for the time being, in terms of defense alone, he is definitely second to none among monks of the same rank.

So although the blood light looked good, there was not much fear on his face.

That is a kind of confidence.

My magic weapon can definitely block it.

But soon, that confident expression froze.

stab...

The blood light had already been cut up, and with the sound of breaking, the solid shield was torn apart side by side like tofu.

"impossible……"

The thin man's eyes were full of shock and anger, but he couldn't change the result. His fate was actually the same as those monks in the distraction period.