Han Zhu is one of the ancient beasts, extremely powerful, although it is only a phantom in front of it, it also exudes a terrifying aura.

The roar was loud, like a phoenix and a dragon pounced, and the two naturally did not show weakness, and the phantoms of the three true spirits were in a mess.

With the rumbling sound coming to my ears, the city in front of me was razed to the ground in an instant.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, because of the aftermath of the battle between the two, countless demonic beasts and low-level ancient demons fell, although Ling Xian couldn't ask for it, the monster in front of him actually didn't care.

It's just some low-level existence.

There are countless demon domains, and the top priority is to destroy the strong enemy in front of them, and as for their subordinates, they can be compensated for at any time as long as they are willing.

With a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes, the demon raised his hand, and a ray of magic light flew out of his sleeve, and then ten huge fireballs appeared.

"Hurry!"

With a soft snort, those fireballs disappeared from the spot as if they were psychic.

Ling Xian's heart froze, he didn't dare to slack off, his whole body flashed with blue light, and he had opened the Black Tiger Shield, turning it into a condensed and abnormal light curtain, wrapping himself inside.

After all, there are not many opportunities for Ling Immortal to deal with them, and the first time he meets a monster of the same level, he is still a little afraid of his weird magic skills.

In the next moment, each black fireball turned into a skeleton, the size of an attic, with strange horns on its head, its mouth chewing wildly, and a teleportation, surrounding Ling Xian, spewing demonic fire from its mouth.

Wherever the black flame passed, the void became a little blurred, which showed the terrifying nature of this flame.

At the same time, the demon slapped on his body and sacrificed a magic weapon in the shape of a mace.

This demon stretched out his hand to hold it, and his body suddenly became much larger, and he smashed it towards the top of Ling Xian's head.

This time, it is no longer a temptation trick, every attack is hidden to kill, and if you change an immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, if you don't pay attention to it, you may fall.

However, Ling Xian was naturally not so easy to deal with.

The Black Tiger Shield blocked the strange flames, but the consumption of mana was jaw-dropping, Ling Xian sighed, and the flames all over his body became extremely gloomy.

Black flames flew out of his sleeves.

Black Demon Fire!

Ling Xian overcame fire with fire.

Originally, he still had the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire, but at this moment, he was dealing with the Xuantian Divine Thunder Jiaolong together, so he lacked skills......

Rumble!

The two flames collided together, but they also exuded an icy aura.

The ancient demon's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "You...... How can you harness the Black Demon Fire?"

Of course, Ling Xian was not interested in answering anything.

The sleeve robe shook, and there was another treasure in the palm, which seemed to be different from Yu Ruyi, but the aura exuded was unpredictable.

The ancient demon actually knew the goods, and this time his expression was a little afraid: "Tongtian Spirit Treasure, where did you get it?"

"That's right, it's Lingbao. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth.

This treasure itself came from the cave of the Phantom Moon Sect Transformation God Cultivator, and it has long been refined but rarely used, for no other reason, if the cultivation of this level of treasure is too poor, it will not have any effect at all, and if you are not careful, there may be a danger of backlash.

Ling Xian danced the jade ruyi in his hand.

The empty space is like a small lake wrinkled by the wind, rippling in pieces.

Then one after another mirror-like treasures appeared in sight.

Although it is as thin as a cicada's wings, it is extremely hard.

All of them are made of the Heavenly Spirit Treasure as a medium, and the earth is formed by the transformation of mana.

Layer upon layer, it appeared above Ling Xian's head.

Rumble!

The next moment, the mace hit and the mirror shattered, but the power of the mace's fall was also blocked, and then the broken mirror actually changed into one spider web after another.

Layer upon layer, sticking the mace, this treasure can no longer fall.

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

A spell was once again punched at the jade ruyi above his head.

With his movements, the void fluctuated again, and this time, what appeared in his eyes was one gourd after another.

Each gourd was as different in size as the attic, and as Ling Xian spewed out one trick after another, some spewed out a violent wind, some spewed out flames, and some spewed out a lot of indestructible sword qi.

In an instant, the wind was like a knife, the sword qi was roaring, and the astonishing attack in the sky had enveloped the ancient demon.

Then Ling Xian's figure was blurred, and a golden crow-shaped law appeared behind him.

With a flap of wings, golden flames were raised, and they also rushed towards the ancient demons.

Almost at the same moment, Ling Xian was covered in green mangs, but in a moment's effort, he turned into a behemoth with a height of 100 feet, this time, he no longer hid his clumsiness, and completely stimulated the blood of the giant god.

The roar was like thunder, and a punch fell downward.

Come and don't be rude, this time, it was Ling Xian who even killed.

He knew in his heart that the ancient demons in the late Yuan Infant period were not trivial.

If you continue to fight one move at a time, it is definitely not a short time to win, and once it drags on for a long time, God knows what will happen.

Therefore, Ling Xian did not hesitate to sacrifice the divine power at the bottom of the box, the purpose was to fight quickly.

For a while, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi roared, and the ancient demon fell into a great crisis.

Naturally, he refused to sit still.

With a roar, the rolling demonic qi swarmed out, enveloping his entire body, and then those demonic qi condensed together, some turned into shields, and some transformed into tentacles, just like demonic snakes, dancing wildly around him.

What kind of trick is this?

Ling Xian was slightly surprised.

But he didn't hesitate, but injected more mana into the magic weapon in front of him.

Rumble!

The sword light became more and more majestic, and then collided with the shield transformed by demonic energy.

For a while, there was a loud clanging sound, countless shields were split in half, and the sword light dissipated, but soon, new shields were condensed.

For a while, it became a situation of competing for mana.

As for the huge golden crow, it had rushed closer, but countless demonic tentacles were entwined.

Thorn ......

In the middle of Jin Crow's forehead, a third eye appeared, and golden light flew out, and all the tentacles that were hit were wiped out.

But soon, new tentacles stretched out from the demonic qi, and for a while, the golden crow also looked a little helpless.

Ling Xian's pupils shrank, the other party was worthy of being an ancient demon in the late Yuan Infant period, and if he was a human immortal cultivator, he would definitely not be able to stop himself from such a ferocious move.

However, the matter was not over here, Ling Xian stepped out and had already come to the ancient demon.

Then there was no hesitation at all, and he directly punched the other party like a blast.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the void collapsed, although Ling Xian was bare-handed, but he turned into an ancient giant, and the power of this punch was almost comparable to that of Lingbao. (To be continued.) )