Insect repellent!

Ling Xian was slightly surprised.

I didn't expect that there were quite a lot of tricks in this magic club.

With a loud buzzing sound, the acre-sized insect cloud was already swarming on its own.

This insect is as black as ink, it looks like it is different from a praying mantis, and it exudes an amazing aura all over its body, and it is something extraordinary at first glance.

It's a pity that Ling Xian is already in the late stage of the Yuan Infant.

There was a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth.

With a flick of the robe, a dazzling sword light flew out.

Then Ling Xian shook his hands, and this sword light actually disappeared inexplicably.

Instead, a slender gold wire emerged out of thin air, and then the golden rays flashed, and one after another slender gold filaments emerged, and the weather was myriad!

"Turn swords into silk!"

The ancient demon turned his head, and for a moment his face was as white as dirt.

This is a secret technique that can be performed by a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, how can there be such a difficult strong man in the small martial country, is it possible that the other party is from the rest of the interface and flows here?

This thought swirled in his mind, and the demon had no time to think, and with the sharp sound of breaking the air came to his ears, and the dense sword filaments had collided with the insect clouds.

On one side is the dazzling golden light, and on the other side is the black light like ink, like a tide, colliding violently.

Then the sound of "poof" came to the ears, and the black praying mantis, as if it had met a nemesis, fell from the sky like raindrops, and in just a moment, only half of the acre-sized insect cloud remained.

Ling Xian could see it clearly, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of triumph.

Turning a sword into silk is a great magical secret technique inherited from ancient times, and this display is really staggering.

On the other hand, the ancient demons were shocked.

But he naturally refused to sit still.

Gritting his teeth, a sword light erupted from his mouth, it was a magic sword with a simple shape, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, this was his natal treasure, but the next moment, it was replaced by firmness.

Now that life is in an instant, what is the point of giving up the natal magic weapon?

The thought in his mind turned, and he swallowed the incantation in his mouth, and pointed his right hand backwards.

"Hurry!"

With its movements, the magic sword shone brightly, and it turned into a pair of monster pythons, with a fierce glint in its eyes, and it pounced viciously like Ling Xian.

Abandon the pawn to protect the car!

This demon can be regarded as brave and ruthless.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute power, it is useless at all.

Ling Xian's figure blurred slightly, and he disappeared from the spot.

The two-headed monster python opened its bloody mouth and bit it viciously, but it pounced.

Ling Xian was the first to arrive, and had already caught up with the fleeing ancient demon.

Then a punch was struck.

This punch looks unremarkable, but there is a majestic force in it.

The ancient demon only felt that his breath was stagnant, and the air around him suddenly froze, as if a mountain had pressed against him viciously.

"Not good!"

This demon was horrified, but at that moment, he couldn't move, and his body was punched into a hole, and Yuan Ying didn't have time to escape and fell.

At the same time, in the distance, another scream came into his ears, but it was the last ancient demon, who was also torn to pieces by the dragon transformed by the Thousand Jiao Knife.

The whole process is complicated, but in fact, it is only more than ten breaths of effort.

The four Yuan Infant Ancient Demons, facing Ling Xian, had no power to fight back at all, and were beaten to pieces.

The demons in the city were shocked and demoralized, so Ling Xian turned the entire city upside down with the strength of one person, as if entering a no-man's land.

Majestic.

However, at this moment, a sharp roar came into his ears from far and near, even with Ling Xian's strength, the divine soul actually felt a powerful impact, he couldn't help but search his pupils slightly, the enemy that came this time was not trivial.

Rumble!

I saw the palace in the distance, a black whirlwind rose out of thin air, connecting the sky to the earth, like a storm passing through the city, whistling and blowing over here.

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the monstrous demonic aura, this was the most terrifying and powerful enemy he had encountered since returning to the Martial Kingdom.

However, Ling Xian did not retreat, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and he just stood there quietly.

The demonic wind was so fierce that the stones, trees, dirt, and buildings that stood in its way were all destroyed and turned into powder, but when they were about a hundred feet away from Ling Xian, they stopped by themselves.

"Late Yuan Infant?" "The voice in the demon wind was full of anger: "Where are you an immortal cultivator, you actually dare to be an enemy of our demon domain, and you are impatient. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Ling is not frightened. ”

Ling Xian's face was full of disapproval, and at this time, he had sensed that the enemy was an ancient demon in the late stage of the First Yuan Infant.

While amazed, he was also relieved.

Why?

The reason is that the strength of the ancient demons is far superior to that of immortal cultivators of the same level.

However, he couldn't figure it out with common sense, so in the same realm, Ling Xian wouldn't be afraid of anything.

Of course, don't dare to be careless.

What made him glad was that the other party did not survive the four Heavenly Tribulations and entered the God Transformation Stage.

Otherwise, whether you want to or not, most of them will only end up running away.

Enemy!

The ancient demon listened to Ling Xian's words without flinching, and a trace of anger flashed between his eyebrows.

Without further ado.

Then, a rumbling sound came to his ears, and the huge black demonic wind roared away like Ling Immortal.

Ling Xian could see it clearly, and a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth: "Carving insect skills, do you think you can do it alone?"

Before the words fell, Ling Xian took a breath.

Then the figure spun in place.

With his movements.

A white hurricane rose out of thin air, connecting the sky to the ground, and in terms of momentum, it seemed to be different from the demonic wind, not inferior at all.

Rumble!

A loud bang came to the ears.

But it was two behemoths that crashed together.

The vitality of heaven and earth has become extremely chaotic.

The entire city collapsed by a third.

Ling Xian didn't care, anyway, except for the demonic beasts and ancient demons in the city, there was no human being, so there was no need to worry about accidentally hurting anything.

In this blow, both of them had the intention of testing and did not leave their hands, but the final result was evenly matched.

The two hurricanes came and went quickly, Ling Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the strong enemy in front of him.

With two heads and four arms, his appearance is extremely hideous, his height is enough, his body is covered with dark scales, and his nails are sharp and exude a terrifying aura.

Ling Xian sighed, although people can't look good, and the sea water is difficult to fight, but this guy in front of him is not good at first glance.

Among the ancient demons of the same realm, I am afraid that they are all difficult powerhouses, and this time, they really met a strong enemy with a headache.

But Ling Xian was not afraid.

Again, Ling Xian was full of confidence in his own strength.

As long as the other party didn't survive the Heavenly Tribulation of the Transformation Period, Ling Xian would not be afraid. (To be continued.) )