Chapter 782 Soul Swinging Bell, Horned Demon Yuan Jia

The Blood Raven Ghost Saint's heart moved, and he finally decided to make the first move, the magic power of this horned demon demon had not yet recovered, and he didn't want to fight with them. Otherwise, with the strength of his demon general, he would never tolerate the four of them taking food from his tiger's mouth. The more time dragged on, the more detrimental it would be to the four of them.

"Do it!" The Blood Crow Ghost Saint was a little annoyed that he didn't do it immediately as soon as he entered the cave, and he couldn't help but shout, and suddenly the blood-colored gourd shot out, turning into a blood ray of more than ten zhang, and went straight to the magic, and as soon as the Blood Crow Ghost Saint made a move, Wang Hong, Wanhua Ghost Saint, and Wu Lingzi almost shot at the same time.

With a wave of the Holy Hand of the Ten Thousand Flowers Ghost, a simple little bell as black as charcoal ink, dripping and turning, was grabbed in his hand, and the pitch-black spirit flashed in his hand, and the pitch-black little bell flashed with a flash of inspiration, turning into the size of a grinding plate, and slamming the pitch-black bell, a deafening bell rang out, heading towards the magic.

"Soul Swinging Bell, how is it possible, wasn't this bell destroyed in the battle with the Seven Saints of Ten Thousand Souls?" Looking at the pitch-black bell sacrificed by the Ten Thousand Flowers Ghost Saint, the Blood Raven Ghost Saint suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and looked incredulous.

"The Soul Swinging Bell back then was destroyed by the Seven Souls Seven Saints, as for this Soul Swinging Bell!, it was just an imitation ghost weapon that I refined back then, although it was very similar to the Soul Swinging Bell back then, but its power was not as powerful as the one hundred and one of the Soul Swinging Bell back then, it was just a ghost weapon at the level of a low-grade spirit treasure!"

"I see, it is said that the Soul Swinging Bell can shake the soul with a single blow, arouse qi and blood, and blind the mind. Those who are inferior will die directly by blood. Even if those who are advanced in cultivation are not caught off guard, they will fall into a surge of blood and qi. In the midst of the raging chaos. You don't have a soul clock, although it is a copy. But it's very powerful!" The Blood Crow Ghost Saint glanced at Wang Hong, who was suppressing the magic technique because of the surge of qi and blood, and said with an extremely shocked expression.

As the Blood Crow Ghost Saint said, the Soul Swinging Bell in the hands of the Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saint was very powerful, and Wang Hong was caught off guard, and the Yuan Shen who was shocked by the bell that suddenly remembered trembled, but fortunately, the sudden blow of the Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saint was not against himself. Otherwise, with the weird blow of the soul swinging bell, even if Wang Hongyuan is strong, he can't dodge it.

The bell rang from the soul bell and reached the magical ears, and he suddenly felt the blood boiling all over his body, rushing to his brain together, and his eyes burst red. But he is a powerful demon clan in the demon general period, and this loud bell ringing made his blood boil, but it did not completely blind his sanity.

"Horned Demon Yuan Jia!" Magic suddenly snorted, his muscles bulging, and his veins and muscles flared up. A burst of excited blood flowed sharply in his body, "whew". Countless streaks of blood spurted out from the open pores of his body. The thin blood-colored mist quickly formed a strange armor, covering the entire demonic person, and this horned demon armor was like a burning black flame, bright and shining to the extreme.

"What...... Horned Demon Yuan Jia!" The Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saint was so frightened that even his eyes were about to burst out in horror. As far as he knows, most of the demons in the demon world don't know spells, and naturally they can't use spells to protect themselves, so they can only fight the enemy with their strong muscles and bones. But this "Horn Demon Yuan Armor" is a powerful body protection Yuan Armor formed by the Demon Clan's own blood and qi. However, this kind of Yuan Armor is a skill that can only be mastered when cultivating to the Demon King stage.

Magic, the monster of the horned demon clan, obviously has mastered this kind of defense is extremely strong, and only the demon clan in the demon king period can master the art of protecting the body of the element, it is rumored that the protective power of the demon clan's body protection element armor is more terrifying than the five elements of the human monk's mana cover, and even the top-level magic weapon can't shake it in the slightest, with the protection of the body armor, it is almost impossible to directly kill a demon with an ordinary magic weapon. Ordinary late-stage spirit infant cultivators, in the face of this kind of talisman Yuan Armor, can only stare dryly, unless they have a high-grade spirit treasure in their hands, they can be sure of killing.

However, the technique of protecting the body is also a spell that greatly damages the vitality, and a large amount of essence blood containing magic power is spewed out from the body, which is extremely damaging to the body of the demons. And the longer the Yuan Jia lasts, the greater the damage. Consuming the essence and blood in the body to maintain the body protection element armor is no different from burning life and longevity. If it is not in danger, the demon realm monster will not use this kind of Yuan Armor technique that greatly damages the vitality.

The magic of "looking for death" was forced by the Soul Swinging Bell of the Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saint to use the technique of protecting the body armor to resist the bell of the Soul Swinging Bell, and suddenly became furious, and the pitch-black war spear in his hand shook, and instantly turned into a cloud of dazzling black rays of several feet, shooting towards the Blood Crow Ghost Saint.

Just in time to meet the blood rays attacked by the Blood Crow Ghost Saint. The full force of the magic rage is a blow with all its might, and the power of the divine power is so great.

"Bang" the blood ray was knocked away by the black light. The blood of more than ten zhang of the cloth road quickly dimmed, and it quickly shrank into a blood-colored gourd the size of half a foot, and flew back into the hands of the Blood Crow Ghost Saint. But the black mangs did not stop in the slightest, and after flying the blood-colored gourd, they continued to shoot directly towards the Blood Crow Ghost Saint with unparalleled might.

"The natal magic weapon like the blood-colored gourd can't even stop a shot from this monster, and it can't hurt his body with the protection of the horned demon armor, how can this battle continue. The Blood Raven Ghost Saint's face was miserable, his hands and feet were extremely cold, and he watched as an unstoppable black light shrouded his head, threatening to beat him into a ball of meat sauce.

He was eager to dodge, but he didn't have time, the black mangs that shot straight were too fast, and the distance between him and the magic was extremely close, and the black mangs were so fast that he couldn't dodge at all.

Although the Soul Swinging Bell of the Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saint is very powerful, it only has an auxiliary effect, which makes people "smell crazy, boil their blood and boil, and lose their sanity", which can greatly weaken the sanity of the demon monsters, but unfortunately it cannot be directly used to fight, so the rest of the Blood Raven Ghost Saint needs to be protected in front of them.

In a hurry, the Blood Raven Ghost Saint had nowhere to dodge the black mang, and there was no time to re-control the blood-colored gourd to block the black mang. couldn't help but feel extremely remorseful, if he encountered any other demon monster, he wouldn't be embarrassed and had no power to parry. But he encountered the strongest of the demons in the demon realm who were too much stronger than him.

At this time, Wang Hong and Wu Lingzi naturally would not sit idly by and watch the Blood Crow Ghost Saint being killed by a single shot by the magic. Wu Lingzi pinched the earthy yellow plate axe in his hand and turned it into a golden light sharp axe with a size of more than ten zhang and rotated sharply, and at the same time hit the black mang.

The huge golden axe swirled in the air to form a huge golden light curtain, directly resisting the black mang, withstanding the fierce attack of the pitch-black war spear. Wu Lingzi gritted his teeth and unleashed one mana after another, withstanding the continuous heavy blows of the pitch-black war spear.

Although the golden axe was beaten backwards, after all, it still stabbed the magic with all its strength, and the black light that shot out with incomparable power was barely resisted, buying time for the Blood Raven Ghost Saint to regain control of the blood-colored gourd.

Wang Hong's eyes flashed with a cold light, and without thinking, the two fingers of his right hand waved forward, and five spiritual rays shot out, turning into five clusters of five-colored light, and shot out. He didn't use the natal magic weapon Five Elements Flying Sword to resist the black mang, but directly attacked the magic.

The golden flying sword in the Five Elements Flying Sword turned into a dazzling golden mang, slashing towards the magical Horned Demon Yuan Armor with all its strength, and a golden light slashed fiercely towards the magic head. "Sonorous!", the sound of Jin Ming sounded rapidly, and the magic horn demon Yuan Armor hit the loud sound, and the extremely powerful golden sword magic weapon dented the Horn Demon Yuan Armor by an inch, but it was impossible to penetrate the thin Yuan Armor.

"Hmph, the strength is nothing more than that!" Magic snorted coldly disdainfully, relying on the defensive power of the Horned Demon Yuan Armor to be amazing, and he didn't even dodge. Just holding a huge pitch-black war spear in his hand, he continued to slam at the golden axe, almost crumbling the golden axe.

He didn't have time to taunt a few words. I saw that the four flying swords dragged the spirit of tasting and suddenly slapped down from mid-air, and there was a muffled sound of "boom", and it hit the horned demon armor heavily, and the horned demon armor couldn't help but tremble violently. Although the magical Horned Demon Yuan Armor was not broken, it was thinner by force, and the shiny black light instantly dimmed.

"Blood Raven Ghost Saint, fight his Horn Demon Yuan Armor quickly! Although you can't break this Blood Demon Yuan Armor in a hurry, it can weaken the power of the Blood Demon Yuan Armor, as long as you attack it with all your strength, you will definitely be able to break this Blood Demon Yuan Armor. Wang Hong's eyes flashed with joy.

When the Blood Crow Ghost Saint heard this, he did not slack off in the slightest, and suddenly pointed out the blood-colored gourd that he had just controlled. Under the joint efforts of the two, the light of the six natal magic weapons surrounded the magical horned demon armor and attacked wildly.

Seeing that the Horned Demon Battle Armor was rapidly becoming dim, and he was afraid that it would break in a moment, he couldn't help but be taken aback, biting the tip of his tongue, and spurting out a puddle of blue essence blood, which immediately swelled and thickened the Horned Demon Yuan Armor, which had become thin and somewhat illusory.

Spit out a mouthful of essence blood, the magical face became a little pale, and the magic power in his hand was also a little weaker.

"This horned demon armor is really not ordinarily strong, and it completely recovers after squirting a mouthful of blood. Wang Hong and the three of them looked at the restored Horn Demon Yuanjia and secretly complained.

Seeing this, Wanhua Caisheng also put away her Soul Swinging Bell, replaced it with a black flag, and joined the siege of magic. The magic weapon that besieged the past towards the magic in all directions was constantly picked up by the black mangs conjured up by the pitch-black war spear in the magic hand.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that he had exhausted his mana because of the battle with the Taiyin Xuanzi, how could he have made you so arrogant!" Magic was furious, but now, he had only just recovered about twenty percent of his mana, and if he continued like this, he would soon run out of mana. Eventually consumed. (To be continued......) u