Family Cultivation: I can upgrade my magic weapon

Han Zhixuan's move attracted some mid-stage Nascent Soul and late-stage monks to look at themselves and realize that the flame was not simple.

Although it is definitely not the ultimate form of Three Thousand Demon Flames, its power is close to the realm of heaven and earth spiritual fire.

If it is utilized, it can be further cultivated.

This made Han Zhixuan the center of attention, and for a moment, he was stared at by several fiery eyes.

Master Xuanhe looked straight at Han Zhixuan's storage ring, as if he wanted to see through it, and was the first to speak.

"Fellow Daoist Han is so anxious to collect the spoils. This seems to be a bit of a monopoly. Why not share some with everyone?"

"Everyone who was present before took action, and they did not win by fighting alone."

Master Xuanhe smiled and glanced at the monks around him. His words were quite meant to sow discord, and the smell of gunpowder immediately became stronger.

Several people present had long recognized the Three Thousand Demon Flame True Fire, and they all wanted to get involved. They immediately showed malicious eyes and stared directly at Han Zhixuan.

Han Zhixuan frowned and said: "Fellow Taoist Xuanhe is so righteous and wants to fight for the interests of everyone. As for the few remaining treasures, please generously give them to everyone."

"I think you must have no objection."

As soon as these words were said, several people immediately started to take action, just like looting, dividing up the remaining materials, magic weapons and other treasures left by the old monster Black Flame 1 on the spot and pocketing them.

Master Xuanhe moved a beat too slowly. When he wanted to fight for it, he still had his own share. His face darkened for a moment, and he pointed angrily at Han Zhixuan.

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, Han Zhixuan was seen disapproving of this and activated his purple thunder sword to attack again.

This made Master Xuanhe tense up, thinking that he was going to take action against him, but the next second he realized that he was not in Han Zhixuan's eyes at all.

The purple thunderbolt sword was fast and urgent, locked in a position, and slashed at the Yuanyan Patriarch, provoking a fight again.

Immediately after Han Zhixuan took action again, the fighting resumed, which again diverted everyone's attention.

At this time, the incomplete Three Thousand Demon Flame True Fire is important. If it is more important to capture the Fairyland Pearl, there is no need to think about it at all.

"Do it!"

Old Demon Hong urged, and the leader of the Sea Alliance understood and commanded the Nine-turn Mysterious Water Cauldron to join the battle.

Seeing this, Songfeng Sanren, Cai Die Fairy and others temporarily suppressed their inner greed and took action one after another.

In an instant, several rays of light suddenly appeared, and several attacks from magic weapons, spiritual talismans, and spells were directed at Master Yuanmeng.

At this moment, everyone reached a tacit understanding again. Seeing that the killing of the old black flame monster was effective, they decided to kill the Yuanyan Patriarch as well without leaving any further trouble.

Seeing the black flame old monster being killed quickly, Grandmaster Yuan Yan had no intention of assisting him and had long forgotten the agreement.

He even wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and seize the body of the black flame old monster to refine the puppet.

It's just that Han Zhixuan and others' offensive was too fierce. In order to completely eliminate the roots, they beat down even the dregs.

The monks who were still waiting and watching, such as Chen Qingyun, all joined forces to attack Patriarch Yuan Yan.

This move by everyone, regardless of whether it was really a concerted effort, at least on the surface, this cooperation was achieved.

Various attacks and spells emerged one after another, blocking the path of Master Yuanmeng.

The three demon babies sprang out with their fangs and claws, disintegrating several spell attacks.

At the same time, Patriarch Yuan Yan sacrificed a black bowl magic weapon, from which he released demonic beasts of various shapes, including demon birds, tigers and wolves, big snakes, black dragons, etc.

These demonic monsters are not very powerful, but they are more numerous, as if they can come in an endless supply.

They swooped in a few times, and during the struggle, they quickly disintegrated the attacks, buying time for Master Yuanmeng.

The three demon infants attacked together, turning into savage beasts to swoop and bite, and together they restrained Master Xuanhe.

Two puppets flew out of Master Yuanmeng's storage ring and attacked Han Zhixuan.

Although Patriarch Yuan Yan's cultivation level is not low and he is among the best among everyone, the monks around him are also at the same level and have a numerical advantage.

If he had any reservations at this time, he might end up with the same fate as the old monster Black Flame. This made Patriarch Yuanxiang decide to use more methods to protect himself first.

The two puppets are called Shengpuppet, made by Shengren, and are based on two early Yuanying monks.

And because it was refined with some high-end materials and magic secrets, it has developed the ability to fight independently.

The only difference from the clone is that this creature does not have thoughts and consciousness, nor does it have five senses.

To deal with the two living puppets in the early stage of Nascent Soul, Han Zhixuan sacrificed a pair of silver flying swords and activated his giant sword technique to fight one of them each.

With his superb moves and strong mana advantage, he split the two living puppets apart in just two rounds.

This kind of offensive was useless in front of Han Zhixuan, and it could only play a small role in containing him.

Looking at the purple lightning crazy thunder lion, under the control of Han Zhixuan, it increased in size and started to kill the Yuanyan Patriarch.

Patriarch Yuanmeng used magic spells to easily distance himself from the purple lightning mad lion, and then a red magic bottle appeared in his hand.

This magic bottle is blood red all over, showing a bit of evil, and is less than the size of a palm.

Following the activation of Grandmaster Yuan Yan, a sea of ​​bright red blood shot out from the vase, stretching out and covering it, and part of it was rolled towards the Purple Lightning Crazy Thunder Lion.

It was unclear what the effect of this attack would be, but he certainly could not risk his life. Han Zhixuan controlled the Purple Lightning Mad Thunder Lion to dodge.

The magic bottle continued to show its power. Once this attack was launched, the world turned into a dark red, which looked quite strange and made people feel a suffocating sense of oppression.

"What kind of magic is this?"

The expressions of several mid-Nascent Soul cultivators changed drastically. They keenly sensed the terrifying aura brought by this sea of ​​blood. They were afraid that if they were contaminated, there would be no chance of survival.

This sea of ​​blood is called the Netherworld Blood Sea. In terms of power, its might can actually rival the Weak Water of the Sky River.

It's a pity that if this magic is performed by a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, it can achieve the effect of rivaling the Weak Water of the Sky River.

At this moment, under the use of the Yuanyan Patriarch, it can at most erode and disintegrate most of the magic attacks.

However, this is enough to disintegrate the attack of the Purple Lightning Mad Thunder Lion.

The Netherworld Blood Sea extended forward at an extremely fast speed and a large range, enveloping the Purple Lightning Mad Thunder Lion.

After this Dharma-like spirit beast came into contact with the Netherworld Blood Sea, it was immediately corroded and dissolved, and was actually swallowed up in this blood sea.

"It's so weird, this devil is really good!"

Han Zhixuan sighed as his signature move was disintegrated, and instead used a defensive magic treasure to protect himself, propping up a huge shield to provide protection.