"Fall!"

Ling Xian snorted softly, and the sword light roared downward.

Tianxuan Sanren could see it clearly, and his face finally showed a solemn and abnormal look, even if he was full of confidence in his own strength, he would never dare to rely on just a protective film to take such a sharp sword light.

A trace of hideous color flashed on the old man's face, and he raised one hand without nonsense, and a ball of light the size of an egg appeared in his palm.

Then with a flick of his wrist, he was sacrificed into the air, and then he opened his mouth again, and a ball of natal vitality directly sprayed like a ball of light.

In an instant, the ball of light was very bright, and it quickly circled in midair.

Blue filaments swirled out from above, intertwined and shuttled, but in a matter of moments, they were woven into a large net.

It's too late, it's fast, and the fairy sword is cut down.

Next, an unexpected scene happened, as soon as the fairy sword Fang touched the wire mesh, the net immediately flashed blue, and the crystal slender network cable was unusually strong.

The sharp and incomparable sword light not only did not defeat the enemy, but was entangled in silk nets, wrapped layer upon layer, and Tianxuan Sanren's face showed a trace of triumph.

Soon, however, the smile froze on his face.

Because at this moment, a beam of light the thickness of a thumb came quietly, silently, but it pierced through his defenses at once.

The angle is even more tricky, and it hits the heart position.

Blood flowers flew out, and Tianxuan Sanren's face was full of fear and unwillingness, but the look in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Poof" fell to the ground, and life gradually moved away.

"But that's it. ”

A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xian's mouth.

The so-called fighting wits is not fighting strength, attracting the attention of the other party with sword light, pinching the right time to sneak attack with the ink spirit diamond, and killing the enemy with one blow.

Clean, otherwise it will not be so easy to win this battle.

Ling Xian had a look of happiness on his face, and walked over step by step.

Soon, there were only more than three feet left from the other party's corpse.

However, at this moment, Ling Xian felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

There is an ambush!

Although this inference was extremely absurd, Ling Xian stepped back without hesitation.

"Poof!"

Almost as soon as Ling Xian retreated, a gray sword light slashed over, and by a fraction of a second, a few strands of hair fell from the void, danger was the only adjective.

The other party has not fallen!

Ling Xian took another step back, his eyes widening.

Tianxuan Sanren was still lying on the ground, but he was supposed to fall, but he had an amazing momentum rising up to the sky.

How can it be?

It doesn't make sense that the heart has been pierced and still hasn't fallen, unless he's ...... The Indestructible Body.

The thoughts in my mind are like lightning, stone fire, isn't the immortal body a physique that only demon beasts can have, this guy in front of him is obviously a human being.

However, Ling Xian's thought only stopped there, because next, a scene happened that he could never have imagined.

The aura on Tianxuansan's body suddenly began to change.

One moment it was obviously still spiritual power, but the next moment, it actually changed into demonic energy.

To make any mistake, how is this possible?

Ling Xian was dumbfounded again, he asked himself how strange the Immortal Cultivation Realm was, and he had experienced many unbelievable things, but everything in front of him was still too incredible.

However, the surprise had just begun, and then the demonic power changed into demonic energy.

Purer than the demonic qi he controlled, Ling Xian's eyes were first full of surprise, and then thoughtful.

Is this the true meaning of power?

Whether it's demonic energy, spiritual power, or legendary demonic energy, it's all the same in essence.

However, this was just Ling Xian's guess.

Three different energies kept transforming in Tianxuansanren's body, and then a hurricane rose into the sky, and in the fierce wind, he slowly straightened up.

His eyes became extremely cold, and there was obviously no murderous aura on his body, but it gave people the feeling that it was terrifying.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

With a loud shout, Tianxuan Sanren pushed over with a palm like Ling Xian.

A rumbling sound reached the ears.

Above Ling Xian's head, the space fluctuated suddenly, and strange spiritual power intertwined in the void, and then it actually condensed into a treasure in the shape of a mountain peak, and smashed it viciously.

It was a mana illusion again, but it was no different from the real mountain peak.

Changing to an immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period must be scattered.

However, Ling Xian didn't care, one arm was slightly blurred, and countless dense fist shadows suddenly swarmed out in the void, and blasted over like a mountain peak.

An earth-shattering bang!

The sky was intertwined with fists and white light.

After a while, the gravel fell like rain, and soon, those stones were reduced to spiritual power and drifted away with the wind.

"Huh?"

Tianxuan Sanren was slightly surprised.

He knew that the strength of Ling Xian's physical body was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that it would reach such a point that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as pulling out the mountain and covering the world.

This came as a bit of a surprise to him.

But Ling Xian on the other side didn't wait for him to think about it at all.

One hand just grabbed the void, the blue mang flashed, and a long knife with a simple shape appeared out of thin air, Ling Xian reached out to hold it, and after shaking his wrist, he suddenly made a loud noise, and dense knives emerged, and rushed to the opposite side overwhelmingly.

After the temptation just now, Ling Xian no longer dared to hide his clumsiness, as soon as he made a move, it was his natal treasure.

The power of the Qianjiao Knife was naturally far from being comparable to the sword light just now, and Tianxuan Sanren's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was no fear on his face.

I saw him raise his hands.

Between the palms of the hands, a bright light emerged.

Then a mirror-like treasure came into view.

The sword light slashed on it, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing into the mirror.

Ling Xian could see it clearly, and a hint of surprise flashed on his face, the other party's spell was really amazing, completely different from the immortal cultivators he had met before.

All kinds of magical treasures are at your fingertips, and it is really difficult to deal with.

However, he had no way out, and he danced with a thousand knives in his hand.

In a flash, it had grown more than ten times larger, and Ling Xian's right hand had also grown larger, and he had obviously activated the Giant Divine Blood.

Then he slashed at the void in the distance.

As soon as the sound of breaking the air sounded, a phantom of a long knife of more than ten zhang appeared out of thin air above the opponent's head, and slashed down violently.

Tianxuan sanren raised his eyebrows.

In the face of such an attack, he actually just punched the top of his head with a punch in the air.

However, as he moved, a monstrous monster emerged.

At first glance, it looks like a tiger, but if you look closely, it looks a bit like a bull demon, with huge wings on its back, a scorpion's tail, and bone spurs standing upside down all over its body, which is similar to a hedgehog.

"Poor Qi!"

Ling Xian's pupils shrank, this was definitely the top three monsters among the ancient fierce beasts. (To be continued.) )