Fairy Tree

A dozen transparent red spiritual shields appeared around Ancestor Qishan, looming.

As for Hei Lin, the demon cultivator in transformation, his body is floating and his speed is extremely astonishing. But every time he shoots ten feet in front of the ancestor of Qishan, a red spiritual shield will inevitably appear suddenly, blocking his progress. On the road.

Black Scale also punched out without hesitation, and a large amount of demon power turned into Gang Qi and hit the spiritual shield. The red spiritual shield immediately dimmed, but what surprised him was that the red spiritual shield did not stop there. Falling apart.

But it was still blocking him firmly in front of him, and at the moment he took a breath, a streak of blood would inevitably fall from the sky and strike towards him.

It is the Blood-Transforming God-Beheading Sword. This Blood-Transforming God-Beheading Sword was made by Qi Shan Patriarch who collected countless precious materials and took hundreds of years to refine it. It is not only extremely sharp, but also specialized in killing monks' souls.

Therefore, even if Black Scale has a strong body and does not pay attention to ordinary magic weapons, he does not dare to easily take the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword of Qishan Patriarch. This Blood-Transforming Divine Sword can directly bypass the physical body and kill the monk's flesh and blood. It can be transformed, and it can also kill the monk's soul, which is extremely powerful.

The ancestor of Qishan relied on this blood-converting magic sword to occupy the position of the third elder in the Beilan Sect, which has not wavered for hundreds of years.

It can be said that this blood-turning god-slaying sword is also extremely targeted at demon cultivators. The mere ability to bypass the physical body and injure the opponent's spirit makes Hei Lin extremely fearful.

With his speed, it was not impossible to avoid this blood-turning divine sword. As long as he got close to the ancestor of Qishan, with his physical advantage, even if he could not kill him, he could at least be seriously injured. escape.

As long as Patriarch Qishan is defeated by him and escapes, he will be able to free up his hands to capture the human monk, which can be regarded as achieving his goal.

However, the ancestor of Qishan is not an easy person. In addition to the blood-cutting magic sword, he also condensed thirteen soft-fire spiritual shields. This soft-fire spiritual shield is actually a set of defensive magic weapons. With the help of this set of defensive magic weapons, Old Qishan can The ten feet around Zu were impregnably defended.

If Black Scale wants to break through this layer of defense, it can only exhaust the mana of Patriarch Qishan. However, although the mana in the body of the monks at the Nascent Soul stage is not endless, it is like a big river. It is endless. If he wants to exhaust Patriarch Qishan With the magic power, I'm afraid it won't be possible without a few days.

This is also the reason why the ancestor of Qishan is so confident. Due to their weak physical bodies, immortal monks usually cultivate some secret magic powers that increase speed, or refine some defensive magic weapons to distance themselves from the demon cultivators.

As long as you keep a certain distance from the demon cultivator, the effect of the immortal cultivator's long-distance attack can be revealed. Although the speed of the black scale is amazing, when faced with the magic weapon of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, the speed is only between the two.

It was certainly not easy for Qishan Ancestor to kill Hei Lin, but it was also quite difficult for Hei Lin to get rid of the attack of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

The two of them were fighting inextricably in this uninhabited valley, but they never thought that Xiao Lin had used the soul-devouring fire Gu to gnaw out a passage from the five-color aura shield that evolved from the city protection formation, and he was now able to escape. .

When Xiao Lin escaped from Ziyang Fairy City, Hei Lin had already sensed it. As a demon cultivator, although the demon clan does not cultivate the soul, the improvement in realm will naturally lead to the growth of the soul, so Black Scale's Spiritual consciousness can still easily lock on any matter within a hundred miles.

Xiao Lin had already been locked by his spiritual consciousness after being illuminated by his Langhuan chessboard. After he and Patriarch Qishan left, he also knew that Patriarch Qishan had ordered the Beilan Sect disciples in the city to activate the protection again. The main formation in the city is to prevent the person you are looking for from escaping.

Black Scale naturally knew the plans of Patriarch Qishan, but this was exactly what he wanted. As long as that person did not escape, after he dispatched Patriarch Qishan and returned to Ziyang Fairy City, no one would be able to do so. Block yourself.

But what he never expected was that the human monk was able to break through the five-color aura shield and escape from the Purple Sun Immortal City with one person's power. This really surprised him. You have to know the structure of the city protection formation. Even he had to use at least 80% of his demon power to break through the five-color aura shield.

How did the human monk who was only in the foundation-building stage break the shield?

He couldn't figure out the reason for this, but there was a look of anxiety on Hei Lin's face. If that person really ran away, wouldn't all his hard work be in vain?

Thinking of this, the black scale figure flashed and he punched several times in succession, but they were all blocked by the Qishan Ancestor's Soft Fire Spirit Shield.

But this time, when the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was slashing towards Black Scale, he did not choose to dodge. Instead, he turned into a black light and shot towards the distant horizon at extremely fast speed.

"Want to leave? How can it be so easy?" Ancestor Qishan's face turned cold. A hundred years ago, he was defeated by Black Scale and was seriously injured. Finally, he fled back to the sect in embarrassment. For this reason, he spent a lot of effort and a hundred years, This set of soft fire spiritual shields was refined just to wash away the shame.

Now that the fight was over, how could Hei Lin escape like this?

Ancestor Qishan pointed his finger at the blood-turning god-slaying sword at his side, and immediately a thick blood light shot up into the sky, turning into a ball of blood-colored light, falling from the sky, blocking Hei Lin's body, and at the same time turning blood-cutting god The knife also turned into a streak of bloody light and slashed towards the black scale.

"Do you really think I can't kill you?" Hei Lin, who was blocked, had a cold expression on his face. He suddenly opened his big mouth full of fangs and shot out a ball of black light. When the black light dissipated, it turned out to be a dark spear. .

A black flame was burning on the tip of the spear.

Seeing the dark flames on the tip of the spear, Qishan Ancestor couldn't help but change his face, and exclaimed "Poison Dragon Flame?"

This "poisonous dragon flame" is the innate magical power cultivated by the poisonous dragon Black Scale. It combines its own demonic power with ten thousand years of venom to condense the poisonous flame. Not only ordinary monks will die if they touch it, even if they are Nascent Soul monks, if Being penetrated into the body by this poisonous dragon flame will also destroy the bones and flesh. If it is not removed, the physical body will not be preserved.

Although it is not as good as Shishang Poison, in terms of viciousness, it is not inferior at all.

Ancestor Qishan showed a solemn look on his face, knowing that this poisonous dragon was about to take action. He muttered words, and in the void around him, flames the size of millstones suddenly appeared.

Seeing the flames filling the sky, Black Scale's lips turned with a hint of sarcasm: "Intermediate spell Sparks to Start the Prairie? It's just a group attack spell, do you still want to hurt me?"

The ancestor of Qishan's spell fell, and dense flames gathered around him. As he pointed towards Hei Lin, the flames immediately burst into flames and shot toward Hei Lin overwhelmingly.

The speed of this group of attacking spells was astonishing. They were in front of Hei Lin almost instantly. Hei Lin's expression also changed. There were not many spells that could give him no time to dodge.

The Sparkling Prairie Spell in front of us is obviously one of them. The Sparkling Prairie Spell is an intermediate group attack fire-type spell. In fact, when the spell reaches the intermediate level, basically the group attack spell can also produce the effect of a single attack.

As for single-target attack spells, such as the Six-Way Explosive Flame Technique, once it is thrown into the crowd, the flames will explode, and it can also have the effect of a group attack.

Seeing the flames all over the sky shooting towards him, Hei Lin didn't dare to be careless at all. The "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Spear" in his hand was danced impervious to the weather. Large black flames danced and spread, surrounding him. Everything within ten feet was enveloped in pitch-black poisonous flames.

If someone is watching the battle at this time, they will be able to see an extremely spectacular scene. Countless streams of flames shoot onto a black circle of light, exploding into groups of flame auras, like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.

Of course, this is not a secular firework. If it is really touched by the flame aura, even a little bit on the fingertips will be enough to turn the humans and animals it touches into ashes.

The flame attack lasted for a full cup of tea. Ancestor Qishan saw that his Sparking Fire Technique failed to break through the Black Scale's defense. Not only did he not feel frustrated at all, but he showed a faint smile.

Above the void, the Blood Transforming Divine Sword has turned into a shocking blood sword that is forty to fifty feet long, and almost half of the sky it reflects is red.

Naturally, Black Scale also saw this scene, and his expression changed. The "Poison Dragon Black Flame Gun" in his hand suddenly burned with blazing black flames. At the same time, blood flashed in his eyes, and his entire body began to swell.

Originally only half of his face was covered with fine scales, but now the half of his originally fair and smooth face also had fine black scales, and his body was even taller.

"Old Monster Qishan, are you really looking for death? In that case, I will help you." A cold voice sounded like rolling thunder in the void.

"Hehe, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid that fellow black-scaled Taoist monk is not capable yet, so you should first take a blow from me with my blood-transforming knife."

As soon as Patriarch Qishan finished speaking, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was already slashed in the air, and with a series of afterimages on the blade, it fell towards the black-scaled head.

"Explode." After the black scale body was lifted up, the "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Gun" in his hand was suddenly placed on the void. Suddenly, black flames appeared in the shape of a ring and spread out, impacting the surrounding continuous blood-red flames. Bits and pieces.

Taking advantage of this moment of respite, the "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Spear" in Hei Lin's hand stabbed straight into the void, and a black flame rose into the sky. At first glance, it looked like a black beam of light, directly colliding with the blood knife.

The blood light and black light spread out at the same time. These scattered spiritual lights fell into the valley like sparks. As long as those towering ancient trees were touched by the blood light and black light, they would either directly burn into raging fire, or they would burn silently. Wither without interest.

"Go to hell." Black Scale was completely enraged, and his body suddenly turned into a black afterimage, and the "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Spear" in his hand also turned into a streak of black light, stabbing towards the ancestor of Qishan.

Seeing that he could not harm this monster even with a full blow of his blood-forming divine sword, Qishan Ancestor also showed a look of surprise on his face. Compared to a hundred years ago, the combat power of this black scale has actually improved a lot.