Lingxiao Immortal Clan

The other monks who participated in the battle and even the demons in the Red Buddha Market were even more shocked.

You know, the magic sword of the Red Sword Demon has comprehended the true meaning of a certain sword art to 80% or 90%.

Even if the sword spirit of this sword controls it alone to defend against the enemy, it can easily fight with the Yuanying Perfection Monk.

What's more, it also has the powerful magic power of the Red Sword Demon and various powerful sword techniques.

The most important thing is that the Red Sword Demon has undoubtedly made a real move before.

In this way, it would be good for ordinary Yuanying Perfection Monk to survive in a fight with him.

But now, that extraordinary quasi-fifth-level extraordinary magic sword was destroyed by Ling Pengyun in one blow?

"I'm afraid this technique has the power of 80% or 90% of the transformation of the spirit!"

All the onlookers looked at the extraordinary Jiaoyang thundercloud in the sky and shuddered.

"I didn't expect that this fellow Daoist Pengyun is so strong!"

The old monk Wuyuan, who was on the front line of the battlefield, looked at Ling Pengyun with a little more fear.

And the old lady Hanyin of the Extreme Cold Fairy Palace and the old master Baiyun of the Four Immortals Alliance showed a little more respect for Ling Pengyun.

"According to the extraordinary means of nephew Pengyun to activate three superior magical powers at the same time and merge them, I am afraid that his spiritual consciousness has reached an extremely high level, and this matter will be of extraordinary benefit to the impact of the transformation of the spirit..."

As for the great elder Xingqing of Xinghai Pavilion, his face was full of excitement, and even his eyes looking at Ling Pengyun were a little more brilliant.

...

At the same time.

Behind the righteous army.

On the top of the desolate spiritual mountain.

Ling Pengyun, who had just made achievements, looked weak.

Earlier, he summoned three thunderclouds in a row, which converged into a large thundercloud. Although it was a great achievement, this move consumed a lot of spiritual power. Even though Ling Pengyun had a strong spiritual power, it consumed most of it.

However, he still showed some joy on his face.

"In this way, the old demon Red Sword has lost a great helper. Although the remaining powerful demon corpse has good means, it can no longer allow him to stand in the position of the strongest Yuanying in this world again."

"Next, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely kill him."

Then, he summoned the sword embryo that was cleansed of demonic energy by the Great Five Elements Mysterious Thunder he summoned to his front.

"As for... this sword embryo, although it no longer has the sharpness of the past, it still retains the essence of the magic sword. As long as we find a skilled weapon refiner in the future, it will surely help it recover 70% to 80% of its former power."

"After careful calculation, this is also a treasure, even more precious than the ordinary treasure of the foundation of the transformation of the spirit. It can be kept as a trump card."

Ling Pengyun smiled and put the thing into the storage bag, and took out a few high-level soul-returning pills and swallowed them.

In an instant, his Nascent Soul, which was about to dry up, suddenly gained a lot of Nascent Soul spiritual power at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But then, he saw that the old demon Chijian in the Chifofang City had no other abnormal movements, so he recalled all kinds of means, and turned to sit cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on refining those soul-returning pills.

This place is extremely chaotic.

It is even possible that there are powerful people in the transformation of the spirit hiding in the dark.

If Ling Pengyun used the spiritual power that had just recovered in his body to fight at this moment, he might put himself in danger.

………………(End of this chapter)