Fairy Tree

Black Scale's body is stronger than it was a hundred years ago.

As soon as Qi Shan Patriarch thought about it, three blood-red spiritual shields flashed under him, blocking Black Scale.

Black Face's face, covered with scales, was full of ferocity. The "Poison Dragon Black Flame Spear" in his hand, with a series of dark spiritual lights, pierced directly on the blood-red spiritual shield.

"Bang." A crisp sound rang out, which shocked Qi Shan Patriarch's mind and turned pale.

On one of the thirteen soft fire spiritual shields, cracks appeared on the surface. Under the induction of the mind, Qi Shan Patriarch was also traumatized, unlike the cultivators below the Golden Core.

The magic weapons refined by the cultivators above the Golden Core are all connected to their own minds. Once the magic weapons are damaged for a moment, the cultivator's mind will be caught off guard and traumatized.

Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator's life magic weapon is directly chopped into pieces, his mind will be connected, which will inevitably cause his spiritual consciousness to suffer severe damage. Although this kind of trauma will not make the cultivator lose his combat power.

But it will also cause great psychological pressure on the cultivator. Moreover, if his life magic weapon is chopped into pieces, it goes without saying that the opponent must be much stronger than himself. In this case, the cultivator will most likely choose to escape instead of continuing to fight.

Although the mind of Qishan Patriarch was also traumatized, the magic weapon was not broken, so it did not affect him much, but it also made him horrified. The "poison dragon flame gun" of this poisonous dragon was indeed sharp, and even his soft fire spirit shield could not completely resist it.

Thinking of this, Qishan Patriarch pointed at the soft fire spirit shield with one hand, and thirteen spirit shields immediately merged together, turning into a blood-red spirit shield several feet in size, rotating around Qishan Patriarch.

Suddenly, Hei Lin's face changed, and he showed a bit of anger on his face. In the surprised eyes of Qi Shan Patriarch, he did not choose to continue chasing, but turned into a black light and was about to leave.

Although Qi Shan Patriarch did not know why this poisonous dragon was eager to leave, he could guess that it must be related to the person he was looking for.

"Could it be that the person has escaped from Zi Ri Xian City?" Qi Shan Patriarch's mind turned quickly and guessed a possibility.

After guessing this possibility, Qi Shan Patriarch would not let Hei Lin, the poisonous dragon, leave. No matter what he was planning, he could not get it, and he would definitely not let him get it.

Thinking of this, Qi Shan Patriarch pointed to the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword beside him, and a thick blood-red knife light suddenly cut through the void and fiercely shot towards Hei Lin who was flying towards the southeast.

Hei Lin's face was ferocious. Although he hated the Qishan Patriarch with all his might, he could only sigh in his heart, then stopped and controlled the "Poison Dragon Black Flame Spear" to resist the attack of the Blood-Transforming God-Slaying Sword.

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Dozens of miles away, Xiao Lin was now turning into a blood light, flying towards the southeast at lightning speed.

Just after flying thirty or forty miles, the blood flames surrounding him began to fade, and then began to dissipate.

Xiao Lin's eyes showed a trace of absoluteness, and he threw another Blood Yang Pill into his mouth to restore the lost blood, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, which shot into the Fire Cloud Pendant beside him.

Immediately, a blood flame shot out from the Fire Cloud Pendant again and entered Xiao Lin's body. The blood-colored flames that had been dimmed and almost disappeared burned again, and Xiao Lin's flying speed suddenly increased by three points.

Xiao Lin was now very sure that the one who locked onto him with his spiritual sense was definitely not a Jindan ancestor, but a genuine Yuanying old monster. Although he had already flown dozens of miles away, the feeling of being spied on not only did not disappear, but became even stronger.

He also didn't know whether the Yuanying ancestor who locked onto him with his spiritual sense had already caught up with him. If he really did, he would probably be in great danger this time.

A hundred miles away was just a matter of a moment for a Yuanying old monster. Even if it was a Jindan cultivator, Xiao Lin had the confidence to get rid of the other party's spiritual sense lock with his many means.

But facing a Yuanying old monster? Xiao Lin's pale face was full of depression. He couldn't figure out how he could provoke a Yuanying old monster, and a demon Yuanying.

At this point, it was useless to think about anything. Xiao Lin flew towards the southeast with all his strength, hoping to get away from a hundred miles away and get rid of the spiritual sense lock, although he knew that this idea was a little slim.

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Hei Lin looked at the Qishan Patriarch with a vengeance. This person clearly wanted to entangle him and prevent him from chasing the human cultivator who escaped from Ziyang Immortal City.

Although he was full of reluctance, he was helpless. Facing the entanglement of a Yuanying cultivator of the same level as himself, it was not an easy thing to get away.

Thinking of this, Hei Lin snorted coldly and pointed in the direction of Ziri Immortal City.

Outside Ziri Immortal City, Wan Jin and He Wuya, who were covered by the golden net, were pale-faced and tried their best to activate the mana in their bodies. They controlled the two magic weapons, a sword and a knife, and turned them into two groups of magic weapon aura to support the golden net.

This golden net is the famous "Golden Net for Douying". It is a spiritual treasure that is very famous in the world of cultivation. It is specially made to trap the Yuanying of Yuanying cultivators. Once caught by it, the net will pass through the cultivator's body.

The Nascent Soul will be taken out of the body, and once it is covered by this "Golden Net", its bones and flesh will immediately become soft. No matter how great the supernatural powers are, they will not be able to use them at all in this situation.

Therefore, the two of them tried their best, but they did not dare to let the "Douying Golden Net" really fall down.

They could only hope that Ancestor Qishan could repel the poisonous dragon, get out as soon as possible, and help them release their shackles.

Suddenly, a golden stream of light flashed above the golden net. In the surprised eyes of the two people, the Douying Golden Net turned into a ball of golden light and flew away. After losing the shackles, the two of them were completely free. free.

Seeing this scene, the two couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw the look of confusion on each other's faces.

It stands to reason that the poisonous dragon could not have such good intentions, trapping the two of them, and let them go. Moreover, although the poisonous dragon did not directly drive the "Douying Golden Net", with this spiritual treasure, It is impossible for the two of them to break through the shackles in a short time.

"You two quickly go southeast, follow the Douying Golden Net, and see if any of our human monks are escaping. In addition, do your best to block the Douying Golden Net, and don't let that person be caught by the black scales. "

When the two of them were full of doubts, the voice of Qishan Patriarch suddenly sounded in their ears.

When the two of them heard this, they both showed unwilling expressions on their faces, but they could not bear the sin of violating the laws of their ancestors. Therefore, the two of them could only look at each other and smile bitterly, and then control the magic weapon. , turned into two thick spiritual lights, flying towards the southeast.

"Old monster Qishan, since you want to fight, I will fight you to the fullest." After releasing the "Douying Golden Net", Hei Lin was determined. In his opinion, the opponent was just a foundation-building person. Low-level monks are not easy to capture under their own "Golden Net of Douying".

Therefore, he was not worried about the man escaping. Instead, he was completely aroused by Ancestor Qishan. The "Poisonous Dragon Black Flame Spear" in his hand flashed a large black stream of light and rushed towards Ancestor Qishan.

The Qishan Patriarch's face changed slightly, but he did not show fear. Instead, he pointed at the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword above his head. The Blood-Transforming Divine Slashing Sword suddenly split into two people and turned into two shocking blood-red sword lights. Cut off the black scales.

"Hmph, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is indeed divided into yin and yang. One is for transforming blood, and the other is for killing gods. However, if you want to use this to injure me, you are still wishful thinking." The black robe on Hei Lin's body suddenly tore open, revealing The body was covered with pitch-black scales.

Then he suddenly threw the "Poison Dragon Black Flame Gun" in his hand, and his body began to expand rapidly.

"Yin~" A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a huge black dragon with a height of a hundred feet appeared in the void. The thick body hugged by several people was covered with black palm-sized scales.

There was a half-cut horn on its head, but under its belly there was only one black claw with inch-long black nails that kept shaking.

Seeing the true form of the poisonous dragon, the ancestor of Qishan finally showed a look of fear on his face. Once the poisonous dragon appears in prototype, it will basically be at its peak combat power, and its physical strength will also be fully displayed.

Even if he had the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, he had no confidence that he could defeat this poisonous dragon.

Moreover, Poison Dragon's innate magical power, the Poisonous Black Flame, is also the nemesis of the magical weapons of immortal cultivators, and specializes in corrupting the magical weapons of the immortal family. This is the fundamental reason why the ancestor of Qishan did not want to conflict with him in the first place.

But now that the matter has come to this, he can only bite the bullet. He must buy time for Wan Jin and He Wuya. It is best to capture the man back to Beilan Sect alive. Even if he cannot capture him alive, he must destroy him. Go, fight hard to get it, and never let Black Scale get it.

Ancestor Qishan turned and flew towards the distance. At the same time, thousands of flames appeared around him again. The soft fire spiritual shield also rotated rapidly around his body. A blood had already condensed ten feet around him. Red photo mask.

The poisonous dragon directly dragged a ball of black light and shot towards the ancestor of Qishan.

The blood-forming magic sword in the hand of the ancestor of Qishan stretched straight out, and a line of blood of dozens of feet was slashed towards the poisonous dragon.

When the poisonous dragon saw the blood light, it did not dodge. It opened its big mouth and spit out a stream of dark venom. The venom flew up into the air and collided with the blood light.

The dozens of feet of blood light began to annihilate the moment it hit the poisonous dragon. When the blood light fell on the poisonous dragon, it was already dim and almost invisible. Apart from a few sparks bursting out, it did not hurt the poisonous dragon. Not even a cent.

A trace of disdain flashed in Poisonous Dragon's eyes, and a dark afterimage suddenly flashed past.

Ancestor Qi Shan's face jumped. As soon as a huge blood-red spiritual shield was blocked in front of him, there was a "bang", and Ancestor Qi Shan was swept away dozens of feet away, including his body and the soft fire spirit shield.

Tens of feet away, the ancestor of Qishan, who had stabilized his figure, turned pale, secretly shocked by the powerful body of the poisonous dragon in front of him.