Ling Xian muttered in his heart, and in the distance, the chaotic hair behind the Xuanyin Corpse King danced wildly in the wind, both of them were strong characters who had survived the three heavenly tribulations, and their breath was constantly rising.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

And in the city, those surviving monks and demon clans had excited looks, the two Yuan Infant later existed to fight, such an opportunity is naturally available but not sought, whether it is an eye-opener or an opportunity to figure out, it will definitely be rewarding.

If you can feel something, you may be able to go to the next level of cultivation!

Of course, there are also many demon clans who clenched their fists, praying that the Black Jiao King would be able to avenge them.

The other party bullied the weak, and there were countless creatures that had fallen in the entire Black Jiao City, and the survivors were holding back a fire in their hearts, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they hated the same enemy.

It's a pity that their cultivation is too weak, and the only one they can count on is the Black Jiao King.

"What, if you want to kill me, it's up to you, can you do it?"

The corners of the Xuanyin Corpse King's mouth were full of ridicule.

The sleeve robe shook, and a pair of gray-white Wu hooks flew out of the sleeves, which were also treasures of white bones, and the surface flashed with a palpitating cold glow.

However, the treasure was not busy attacking, but flew up and down around him.

Not seeking merit but seeking no fault, being so cautious made the Black Jiao King's face more and more cold.

And that's not the end of it.

With a soft whistle in the ears, the eight-headed evil ghost transformed by the corpse horse closed in the middle, only to see the spiritual light, and after a while, when the light disappeared, the evil ghost disappeared, and was replaced by a fierce tiger in sight.

The tiger is more than a few feet long, and its whole body exudes foul odor and corpse gas, but the realm has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

The spell of the Hungry Ghost Dao is indeed mysterious.

Oh!

The roar reached the ears, and the tiger's back was blurred, and then two wings like bat wings grew.

Suddenly disappeared from the spot, the next moment. but appeared a few feet in front of the Black Jiao King.

"Wind Escape!"

Ling Xian exclaimed, this was a legendary high-level spell, almost comparable to teleportation.

is much better than his own Thousand Illusion Body Method, if he changes places this time, he will fall.

I don't know how the Black Jiao King will deal with it?

I saw that the tiger was about to pounce, and its paws slapped forward. A terrifying wave of light came out of his mouth.

At such a close distance, there is simply no room to dodge.

And the Black Jiao King didn't seem to have any intention of hiding, and at this critical moment, he actually threw away the weapon in his hand.

Fang Tian's halberd was suspended on one side, while his hands were folded towards his chest.

The palms of the hands are extended, but the five fingers are slightly curved like the fangs of a dragon.

Then there was a crackling flash of lightning, and a burst of azure lightning shot out from his hands.

The surface is also wound with an arc of fire. At first glance, the power is extraordinary.

However, it was still a step too late, and the tiger's claws were already slapping on his chest.

Rumble!

A loud noise came to his ears, and the Black Jiao King's shoulder was hit, but he didn't move, and the corners of his mouth showed a little cruel smile: "But that's it." ”

Before the words fell, the arc was already facing the light wave spewed out by the tiger.

With a crackling sound, the light wave directly disintegrated, and the arc hit the tiger. Straight through its skull.

Turn the table!

"The king is mighty!"

......

The demon clans began to cheer, but Ling Xian felt that something was wrong. That Xuanyin Corpse King is also a monster in the late Yuan Infant period, so it can't be so easy to deal with.

Sure enough, before Ling Xian's thought could be turned, a huge skeleton emerged from behind the Black Jiao King.

Open your mouth wide and spew out turquoise corpse fire.

Suddenly. The entire sky was reflected in green, and this flame was not so easy to deal with, the porcupine demon king and the wizards of the three heavenly tribulations all fell because of it, I don't know what to do with the black Jiao king. What the other party has used is a strategy to attack the west.

It's just too cunning.

Please enter the urn, the Black Jiao King has obviously fallen into a trap.

It's too late to hide.

However, there was no fear on his face.

I saw his hands dancing rapidly, and a series of magic seals emerged from the palms of his fingers, and with his movements, the demon wind surged, and a phantom of a dragon actually appeared behind him.

This phantom is more than dozens of zhang long, with a fierce face, except that the body is slightly smaller, it is actually different from the original shape of the Black Jiao King.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's vivid, and I don't know what kind of spell it is.

Then I saw the dragon phantom turn its head.

The blood basin's mouth opened, and it also spat out purple-black demon fire.

The two flames collided in the middle of the air, and as soon as Fang touched, the sneering sound came into his ears one after another, and the ghost fire and demon flames were intertwined and shuttled, but soon, the strength and weakness of the victory and defeat were distinguished, and the turquoise ghost fire could not resist, and it began to retreat one after another.

The Xuanyin Corpse King could see it clearly, a trace of cruelty flashed on his face, and he saw that his sleeve robe shook, and another white light flew out, but it was a pair of Changge with a simple style.

This is not the end of it, but the buzzing sound comes into the ears, accompanied by the trembling of his sleeves, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and weapons of various shapes, constantly flying into the sight.

The lowly demon clan was dumbfounded, and Ling Xian's expression was similar.

As we all know, to drive treasures, it is necessary to consume divine thoughts.

So it's never that more treasures the better.

First, the burden of divine thoughts is too great.

Second, there are many treasures, and it is difficult to do it like a command, and if you are not careful, you will also hinder each other.

This truth, the cultivators in the Qi refining period all knew it in their hearts, how could the dignified Xuanyin Corpse King not know, then he still did this, the chill behind it was worth considering.

The Black Jiao King could see it clearly, and a hint of coldness flashed on his face.

Suddenly, as soon as his right hand was raised, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd automatically fell into his palm.

Then, without saying a word, he threw it forward.

Suddenly, the thunder roared loudly, and the treasure disappeared from the spot in a flash.

"Hehe, come and don't be rude, Taoist friends are so ignorant of life and death, how about taking this king's move?"

The Xuanyin Corpse King shouted, and the dozens of treasures suspended in front of him suddenly turned into gray in the sky, and they flew away from different angles like the Black Jiao King.

Is this intended to be all the same?

The two sides only attacked, and the creatures below were secretly speechless, of course, there were actually numbers in their hearts, and the idea of ending up together was too absurd.

However, the strength of both sides is indeed much greater than that of the onlookers, and everyone is speculating how they will respond in the face of such an attack.

The whole process is complicated, but in fact, it is only a momentary effort, and in the blink of an eye, the attacks of both sides have flown close.

The Xuanyin Corpse King's arms danced like a phantom, and countless black claws shot out, intertwined and shuttled, turning into a large net, protecting himself at once.

This old monster actually planned to take the other party's treasure with his bare hands. (To be continued.) )