Chapter 862: The Rabbit Rises and Falls

You must know that because Ling Xian didn't want to attract attention, he deliberately restrained his breath, and the strength he showed was only in the early stage of transforming into a god. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

And he is a demon clan in the middle of the Xuanxuan period.

The difference between the two is a big realm, and there is a lot of difference.

That's right, Jiaolong, as a Heaven and Earth Spirit Clan, is far superior in strength to immortal cultivators of the same level, but it has never reached such a point.

It's a big realm challenge, no kidding.

Then why did the other party do this, is it because he is stupid and unclear?

Because he was so stunned, for a moment, he was actually stunned.

Although he quickly came to his senses, the distance between the two was only a few tens of zhang, and this moment of stunned kung fu was enough for Ling Xian to rush closer.

Seeing that Ling Xian raised his right hand and waved his fist at himself, the corner of the old man of the demon clan couldn't help but flash a trace of ridicule on the corner of his mouth, and he also pressed it with a palm.

I really don't know whether to live or die, I think it's great to be a dragon, this hard touch will make you break your tendons and fractures.

However, before this thought could be turned, his eyes widened suddenly, and his expression changed from disdain to horror.

There was no other reason, since they had already fought, of course Ling Xian would not restrain his aura, but he was very smart, and only at the moment when the two of them were about to collide with their fists, he released all his mana.

Of course, what the other party saw was demonic energy.

Soar to the sky!

"It's not good, it's the Tongxuan Demon Clan, and the other party is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The old man of the demon clan was shocked and angry, but at this time, even if he wanted to change his moves, it was too late.

Boom!

A loud bang came to his ears, and Ling Xian's punch, from a certain angle, had the effect of a sneak attack, but the other party was a light enemy, so he was suddenly sent flying.

Like an arrow from a string, it slammed into a mountain peak behind it.

The sound of clattering came to the ears, the gravel fell frantically, and the entire mountain peak actually collapsed completely, which shows how extraordinary the power of this punch is.

And Ling Xian is an unforgiving character.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a thousand Jiao knives flew out of the sleeves, and suddenly a cold light shot out, and slashed towards the other party viciously.

And that's not the end of it.

Then Ling Xian raised his hand, and a golden flame appeared in his palm.

The flames burst into flames, and then roared out, and they actually conjured up the appearance of a phoenix, spread their wings, and followed closely behind the Qianjiao Knife.

"You...... Are you an immortal cultivator?"

At the same time, the old man of the demon clan had just gotten up from the rubble, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes suddenly, and his face showed an incredible look.

Since Ling Xian has all the supernatural powers, he has also sacrificed the natal magic weapon, of course, it is impossible to maintain the form of the demon clan, after all, to drive the natal treasure, he can only use mana, not demonic energy.

Ling Xian naturally had no intention of answering, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, a rumbling sound came into his ears, and from his sleeve, dense thunder and fire flew out.

In an instant, they drowned each other.

The old man of the demon clan was shocked, only for a moment, he felt a cold sweat on his back, he actually felt the danger of falling, naturally refused to sit still, hurriedly stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and panicked to sacrifice a shield.

And his hands waved again and again, injecting mana madly.

Ling Xian could see it clearly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Five fingers bend slightly, and dance forward.

Thorn ......

The sound of breaking the air came to my ears again, and suddenly, dense claws emerged.

Ling Xian was not satisfied.

In the next second, he was able to sacrifice the Qingling Sword again, and directly used the giant sword technique, driving the sword light to slash down towards the other party.

Ling Xian's thoughts were extremely simple.

Don't drag mud and water, and finish it in one battle.

That's why he only used seven or eight kinds of magical powers together, trying to catch the other party off guard and kill him here.

The old man's face was full of fear, his heart was full of anger, and at the same time, he was full of remorse, how could he not notice it for a while and provoke such a terrible guy.

However, it is too late to say anything.

Accidentally lost all the games, and in an instant, he was engulfed by overwhelming attacks.

The sword light was shining, and the sound of cracking was endless.

Although Ling Xian did not use the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, he definitely had no intention of keeping his hand in these few attacks, if he and the old man of the demon clan changed places, whether he could take such an attack was two words.

The fate of the other party, not to mention, was first caught off guard, and then faced with a stormy attack......

When everything was completely calmed down, the whole person was already gone.

Only a lone demon pill was left suspended here.

It is similar to the size of the longan, and it is made of light blue and exudes a warm luster.

It's so ironic.

Originally, he wanted to snatch Ling Xian's Jiaolong Demon Pill, but he didn't expect such a result.

Of course, Ling Xian would not let go of such a good thing.

Even for him, the Tongxuan-level demon pill was very precious.

So Ling Xian's sleeve robe flicked, and a green glow rolled over, taking the demon pill into his arms.

Then Ling Xian was covered in green light and left the land of right and wrong.

......

Everything went well, but then, Ling Xian encountered a problem.

It's where to find the cave of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestors.

The scope of this Heavenly Demon Mountain is also too large.

You can't just run around like a fly without a head.

Not to mention that the efficiency is too low, if you are not careful, you will fall into danger.

Is there a sound idea?

To say, of course there is.

And it's very simple, it's to release your divine sense, and search little by little.

Slowly, you can always find it.

After all, the cave mansion of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestors, no matter what, there will be a little clue.

But the truth is that yes, this method consumes too much time.

The tide of battle is changing rapidly.

If it drags on like this, God knows what will happen.

It's too risky.

With Ling Xian's character, of course, he was not willing to do this.

So what should be done?

Wait, don't panic.

Ling Xian suddenly remembered that there was one more person to discuss.

For these days, Ling'er has been staying in Tianji Mansion.

At first, Ling Xian still contacted her from time to time, but recently, the little girl seemed to have reached a critical point in her cultivation, and she naturally didn't bother her.

I don't know what the situation is now?

Thinking so in his heart, Ling Xian tentatively used the sound transmission technique.

Audio!

It seems that Ling'er's cultivation is not over.

Ling Xian sighed.

Now there is no one to discuss.

Only on your own.

However, this thought has not yet been reversed.

A yellow bird's voice came into his ears: "Brother Ling, are you looking for me?"

"Ling'er, are you done cultivating?"

"Just ended. The girl's voice was very brisk, and it could be seen that she was in a good mood.

"What secret art are you practicing?"

Ling Xian's voice was a little curious, it was a bit rude for ordinary immortal cultivators to ask such a question, everyone had their own secrets.

However, Ling Xian and Ling'er were different, the two had said that they would support each other, so there were not many things that needed to be kept secret between them. (To be continued.) )