Looking at the situation, he wants to fight hard, but Jin Dan and Zhuji are not the same, where does the other party have the courage to fight hard with himself?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's heart, but there was already a sudden change in front of him.

With a crackling sound reaching his ears, the face of the black young master was full of pain, but his aura became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, it was only in the middle stage of foundation building, but in the blink of an eye, it rose to the peak of foundation building, and it has not stopped, and the breath is still climbing upward.

Could it be ......

Ling Xian's face couldn't help but show a hint of solemnity.

But then, the rise of the other party's breath stopped.

did not break through the shackles of the great realm, but in just a few breaths, from the middle stage of foundation building, to the rise to the false pill is already amazing.

And that's not all.

The black young master, the demonic aura exuded from his body was much thicker, and his entire form also turned into a human-like monster.

To put it simply, it's demonized.

Ancient Demons?

No, it should just borrow the pure demonic qi and then cast the secret technique to make his supernatural powers increase in a short period of time.

Drink poison to quench thirst!

The consequences of this must be staggering.

However, the young master of the black evil can't take care of a lot anymore, and he doesn't want to fall here for some reason.

How to resolve the current crisis is what matters.

Transformed into a monster, his figure was slightly blurred, and instead of retreating, he actually rushed over as if he were himself.

Is this, want to melee with yourself?

Ling Xian was stunned.

I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

If the other party sacrifices the treasure, he may be able to fight for a few rounds, but he uses his own shortcomings to attack his strengths, and he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!

So Ling Xian simply stood in place with his arms crossed.

It's not a big deal. It's about being confident in your own strength.

He has not yet sacrificed his natal treasures, and what he is best at is refining his body, that is, he is sure that he will win the battle against the real ancient demons.

What's more, the other party is just an impostor, and his cultivation is just a fake pill.

Therefore, there is no need to face the enemy.

Adaptation is fine.

So Ling Xian stood in place silently.

The young master of the black stalk could see it clearly. He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and he felt that he had been slighted and insulted.

"You're a bully!"

With a loud shout, he danced with his two hands and claws, and suddenly, there was a loud whining sound of breaking the air, and countless dark claws appeared, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, overwhelmingly like Ling Xian****.

The sky is dark, the power of this move. Amazing to the extreme.

However, Ling Xian's face didn't even change.

He had even seen the supernatural powers of the great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and even ransacked the cave of the god monk, a monster in the fake Dan stage, it was really nothing.

Ling Xian also did not retreat, but advanced, facing the claws, and rushed forward.

Of course, he didn't plan to. Beaten in vain.

As the saying goes, the goshawk is a rabbit. also used all his strength, Ling Xian did not allow this kind of thing to capsize in the gutter, and it happened to him.

So while he was moving, he also started throwing punches.

Rumble!

A loud bang came to the ears.

The terrifying shadow of the fist was as majestic as a mountain, like a huge net formed by the claws.

Suddenly. The aura in the sky was dazzling, and all the claws were in chaos, and Ling Xian took advantage of the gap to rush over.

The face of the black young master changed greatly, and he never dreamed of it. It would be such an outcome.

Soon, however, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Open your mouth and spit out gray-white magic fire.

It burned brightly, and it enveloped Ling Xian in an instant.

Black Demon Fire!

It was true that this flame had failed in the face of Ling Xian.

However, his current cultivation is not what it used to be, and the power of this Black Demon Fire has naturally risen, this is one of the most powerful secret techniques of the Black Demon Sect, and he believes that this time, it will not return to the ground again.

Ling Xian also felt the scorching heat of this flame.

This time, he didn't stand stupidly in place, but raised his hand, and an egg-sized flame appeared in his palm.

It is then thrown forward.

Rumble!

The golden flames, like meteors falling to the ground, soon collided with the blazing black demon fire, the volume of the two was extremely different, giving people the feeling that the phoenix divine fire was shaking the tree that day.

But then, there was an incredible scene.

The two flames of different colors touched, and the black demonic fire, as if it had met a nemesis, retreated backwards, and the flames that could not retreat were swallowed by the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire.

The monster's face changed dramatically.

I finally determined that I had indeed kicked the iron plate.

The other party is not an ordinary Jindan ancestor, even if he sacrifices his life at any cost, he still has no chance of winning, and even escaping is an impossible task.

"Seniors spare their lives......"

He opened his mouth to plead again, but how could Ling Xian let him go, he just flicked his sleeve robe and took off the storage bag around his waist.

Then, the golden light was dazzling, and the Tianfeng Divine Fire had come to the eyes.

"No ......"

The monster's forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he desperately wanted to run, but it was useless at all, and his whole body was still wrapped in golden flames, and it turned into ashes directly.

Fall!

Ling Xian didn't know that at the same time as he was killing the young master of the Black Evil, there was a secret retreat cave on the Black Evil Island, which was not much away from here.

The man with a white beard and clear eyebrows suddenly raised his head, his face full of anger: "Impossible!"

I saw that with a flick of his robe, a black bead flew out, this bead was as black as ink, but the surface was full of cracks and had been shattered.

The man's face became more and more ugly, and he was faintly murderous.

He suddenly stood up and walked out of the retreat.

The corridor twisted and turned, and soon the man came to a hall, sat down on a stone chair in the middle of the hall with a blank face, and soon, dozens of immortal cultivators walked out from the side.

They are all foundation building monks, and many of them are strong in the False Dan realm, but their faces are full of respect: "See the door master!"

"Where did the painting go?"

"The master of the enlightened door, the young master travels and goes out......" said the old man in the blue robe with a fluttering white beard and a wrinkled face, frowning slightly.

"Traveling?"

Before the words fell, the master of the Black Demon Gate was already furious: "He has fallen and his soul has returned to the underworld, but you told me that he traveled and went out ......."

"What, young master...... Young master, he has fallen?"

The monks present were shocked, and their faces were as pale as dirt, everyone knew that the master of the door only had such a son, and it was hard to imagine what kind of thunderous anger would be next.

However, unexpectedly, the master of the Black Demon Sect did not get angry, but spoke in a cold voice: "The mistakes you have made, I will talk about it later, the son of the deity, you can't die in vain, I will find out the murderer, and refine my soul, so that I can eliminate the hatred in my heart." (To be continued.) )