Suddenly, the wind surged, and the demonic energy of the Quartet all converged into this punch.

The sky was dark, and the power of this punch was like a mountain and a sea.

"Boy, take your life!"

The corners of the demon clan's Tianjiao's mouth were full of cruel sarcasm, such a close distance, not to mention a mere immortal cultivator who had survived a heavenly tribulation, it was the Jindan Ancestor, he could also punch a hole.

Dare to snatch food, in front of himself, snatch the blood of the phoenix, it is simply looking for death!

However, the next moment, he raised his eyebrows, because there was not the slightest fear on Ling Xian's face, which was close at hand.

For such an earth-shattering punch, I didn't care at all.

Could it be ......

The demon clan's face was full of astonishment, and in his heart, a bad premonition emerged, but this guy is also a cruel and ruthless character, not to mention that at this moment, even if he wants to change his moves, it will be too late.

So he shouted, not only did he not flinch, but he ignored it, but instead injected all the demonic energy in his body.

Ling Xian sighed.

The expression on his face was not frightening, and his right hand was raised, and he also punched it.

Unlike the other party's illustrious momentum, his punch was light and fluttering, neither with a roaring sound nor dazzling light.

But the face of the demon clan turned pale in an instant, staring at this punch, which seemed to contain endless danger.

He wanted to hide, but it was too late.

The next moment.

The fists of the two collided together in mid-air, silently, not only did no collision sound reach the ears, but the sound of the entire heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared in this instant.

Time seems to stand still.

After a few breaths, there was a loud thunderous sound. It seems to have passed from the sky to the ears.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the demon clan's mouth, and then he flew out like a kite with a broken string, blown by the wind.

Rumble!

Far from crashing into a mountain wall. The gravel fell like rain, and soon, a whole mountain peak, all collapsed, although this mountain is only a hundred zhang high, but the power of a punch, the momentum is so, that is also amazing.

In the distance, the dead wood real man was dumbfounded. There was a slight glint in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was imagining.

And that's not the end of it.

Ling Xian waved his hands, and with his movements, flying swords appeared in the sky, these were not real spiritual treasures, but Ling Xian used spiritual power to conjure.

Every flying sword is translucent. Thin as cicada wings, there are so many of them. It's staggering, there are hundreds of them.

It was dense, like a lake formed by sword qi.

"Broken!"

Ling Xian shouted.

Fingers came out as if a little in front of him, and with his movements, the sword arrows condensed by those mana were suddenly fired as if they were being fired by a strong bow and a crossbow.

With the sound of breaking the air, it was made. The earth was overwhelmingly bombarded like the collapsed mountain peak.

Suddenly, the sword fell like rain, and as far as the eye could see, the sky was full of cold sword qi, and the gravel of the mountain peak collapsed into powder under this great move like the power of heaven and earth.

A large crater emerges from the eye.

The diameter of this pit is more than 100 zhang. Bottomless.

The whole process lasted for a cup of tea, and a trace of exhaustion flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, obviously, this big move just now was majestic, but the mana consumed because of it was also extraordinary.

In the face of the enemy, Ling Xian naturally would not show mercy to his subordinates.

One shot is a killer move.

Now that he is an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, although he has no spiritual treasures on his body, the strength he shows is still staggering.

However, it is difficult to say whether the enemy will be successfully destroyed.

This demon clan Tianjiao obviously can't be guessed with common sense.

Ling Xian didn't make any more rash moves, but waited quietly.

Soon, a loud rumbling sound came from the depths of the earth, and from the magma, fire erupted.

Leyline fire!

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of surprise, he had been here for more than a year, and he didn't know that there was actually a wealth of earth fire here.

In addition to being surprised, Ling Xian also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although the power of the leyline fire was not as powerful as the pure yang true fire of the Jindan monk, but the temperature was also staggering.

What about the Demon Clan?

In the final analysis, it was only a catastrophe.

If it is not mistaken, the other party falls into the fire of this leyline, even if it does not fall, it is the result of being seriously injured.

However, before this thought could be turned, a rumbling sound reached the ears, and the air suddenly became hot, and a fiery red suddenly appeared in the bottomless pit.

No, it's not fiery red at all, it's flames gushing from within.

The pillar of fire with a diameter of ten zhang is terrifying, and what is even more terrifying is that at the top of the flame, there is a huge monster crawling on it.

A large and terrible shadow was cast down.

The monster was more than ten feet long, and it looked like a crow.

Could it be the Golden Crow?

Ling Xian's pupils shrank, and a look of horror flashed across his face.

Golden Crow, the god of fire.

Although its strength is not as good as that of the phoenix, it is also a terrifying existence of the true spirit.

Then, he shook his head, it was impossible for a true spirit to exist in the Three Thousand Worlds, and it was only a little bit of strength and impossibility.

If the true spirit appears here, let alone himself, even if it is the Heavenly Fat Ancestor in the late Yuan Infant period, he will be wiped out in the snap of his fingers.

Then there is only one possibility, the other party should have some Golden Crow blood.

The descendants are not counted, but even if there is not much bloodline in this inheritance, it is enough for him to become a strong man in the demon clan.

Ling Xian's face darkened.

Then he shook his head again, no, it's not a golden crow, at least, it won't be a pure golden crow bloodline.

Because this huge crow is black, but its eyes are blood-red, and what is even more strange and terrifying is its tail, not feathers, but snakes.

What kind of monster is this?

Ling Xian was not very knowledgeable, but the various records of the Immortal Cultivation Realm in the Vientiane Book were very clear, but Ling Xian could not find any description related to this.

But scary is certain.

The other party was not afraid of the flames, and even in the flames, its injuries were still recovering.

This characteristic is similar to that of a phoenix.

Ling Xian's face became more and more solemn.

But in addition to being surprised, there was also a hint of joy on his face.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, disasters and blessings are lurking, although this demon clan Tianjiao is difficult, but the bloodline is also extremely powerful, and it is very beneficial to yourself to destroy it.

You must know that for immortal cultivators, the fur and bones of the demon clan are all valuable things, alchemy, talismans, and can even be used to refine all kinds of treasures.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian's face showed a hint of murderous aura, anyway, when things came to this point, it was impossible for anyone to retreat, either you die or I live. (To be continued.) )