The Ancestor of Body Repair

Soon, the thick yellow-white fog in front gradually dissipated, and a huge lush island was faintly visible inside.

Outside the island, there is a layer of shield that exudes a faint silver light. Although the silver light on the shield is rather dim, the aura emanating from it makes all the immortal cultivators who approached feel frightened.

This shield exposed in front of everyone is a hundred or two hundred feet high, and it covers the entire island. It can be said that it is the circle with the largest coverage they have ever seen. Compared with this, the ban battle of ordinary sects is simply insignificant. Great witch.

The distance of ten miles is very short for the monks at the foundation building stage.

They seemed to be being chased by hungry wolves, and regardless of their fear of the silver light, they immediately took out the demon order and urged them impatiently.

Afterwards, under the protection of the white light of the demon order, they fell into the shield. Not long after, the immortal cultivators of the ten major sects also entered it.

At this time, Lu Kun stood on the spirit shuttle, mixed with the other scattered cultivators, and slowly approached the silver shield outside the Demon Island. He looked at the shield that was less than two hundred meters high, and sighed secretly in his heart. .

"At such a height, my move will not be able to exert its maximum power."

After grumbling for a while, Lu Kun took another look at the two disciples of the Scarlet Lianzong. Seeing that they had passed through the silver light shield, he quickly took out the Demon Token and injected his mana into it. Under the protection, followed closely.

This silver mask looks like a thin layer on the outside, but it's actually quite thick.

After activating the demon order, Lu Kun found himself in the space inside the mask, and at the same time, a misty and terrifying energy swept across him.

At this time, Lu Kun felt as if he had been stripped naked and exposed to this energy. This energy came and went quickly. It seemed that he found nothing in Lu Kun's body and disappeared soon. not see.

Then Lu Kun felt that the world was spinning for a while, and his spirit shuttle landed on a platform.

He shook his head, relieved some discomfort, looked forward, saw the scene at this time, Lu Kun sighed in his heart, and secretly said, "It really is."

I saw that this place was a huge circular platform, and with the scenery in the distance, it could be judged that it was the top of a mountain.

Above the top of the mountain is the silver mask that exudes a heart-pounding aura, and behind the platform is also a silver shield, indicating that this mountain is a peak of more than 100 feet that is close to the silver shield.

There were a dozen or so cultivators standing on the platform, all of whom were the last batch of loose cultivators to enter here. They all looked nervous and stared ahead.

Outside the platform, there were about twenty cultivators in various costumes, surrounding them.

After being introduced by a lean man outside, Lu Kun recognized at a glance that these disciples were the disciples of the last five sects: Extreme Demon Palace, Tiansha Sect, Xingyue Pavilion, Gu Po Sect, and Tianfu Sect.

"I don't know why fellow Daoists surrounded us?" One of the loose cultivators couldn't bear such a quiet and strange atmosphere and said.

This sentence directly caused many cultivators in the five major sects to laugh, and at the same time, the expressions they looked at the loose cultivators became more and more malicious.

One of the male cultivators of Tianshamen said: "Hey, you may not know it, all human immortal cultivators, no matter where they enter the Demon Island, will appear on this spiritual platform."

"Those guys were smarter before. They knew that our top ten sects would clear the field every time and entered the Demon Island in advance, but with Dao Yimen and Luoyungu, they went to chase and kill them, and they were no better than you."

When these loose cultivators heard it, their faces sank. There were only a dozen of them, and the other party had more than 20 people, and they were all elite disciples of the top ten sects. When the two sides fought, their loose cultivators were probably not. opponent.

After the Tianshamen disciple finished speaking, two loose cultivators took out the demon order again and tried to leave the demon island through the shield behind them.

It turned out that no matter how they urged the demon order, they could not re-enter the silver mask.

The male cultivator of Tianshamen laughed and said: "You loose cultivators, thinking that you have obtained the demon order by chance, and you can safely enter here to try to form pills. Hehe, there are many situations here, you don't know."

"The first month that the Demon Island appeared, with the Demon Token, you could only enter but not go out. After a month, the place would be completely blocked, and entry and exit would not be possible. Only in the last month of the third year can the Demon Token be urged to leave. Magic Island."

"You don't have to do unnecessary struggles."

Looking at the killing intent in the eyes of the disciples of the ten major sects, Lu Kun's consciousness locked the magic tools in the storage bag, and looked at the disciples in front of him calmly, trying to find a breakthrough point.

Although he had some vague guesses about this scene, he, like these loose cultivators, had no elders to inform the situation inside the Demon Island, and he had no idea that after coming in, everyone would appear on such a platform and become a turtle in a urn.

Now they are covered with silver masks above and behind them, and they cannot escape. If they want to survive, they can only fight head-on with the disciples of the ten major sects and wait for an opportunity to escape.

A male cultivator of the extremely devilish palace suddenly said in a deceiving voice: "But if you put a trace of the power of your soul into our hands, you can spare your life."

Seeing some loose cultivators showing strange expressions, the male cultivator was shocked, and his voice was full of temptation: "Don't worry, this trace of divine soul power won't have any effect on you, just can't attack us. ."

"Of course, on the other hand, we can't kill you either."

Afterwards, a loose cultivator looked clear and said in a voice containing mana: "Don't listen to his nonsense, can you believe what Ji Mogong said?"

This sentence suddenly brought back some confused loose repairers, and they couldn't help sweating.

"Yeah, I handed over the power of my soul, and with the style of the extreme magic palace, I can't say that I can't survive, I can't die, I can only become the opponent's puppet."

"It seems there is no way out."

"You can only fight to the death."

Just when these loose cultivators secretly made up their minds to fight, a blood-red light rushed out of the loose cultivators and flew to the position of the disciples of Xingyue Pavilion among the five sects.

The head of the Xingyue Pavilion was a sword-brow man. Seeing this scene, he snorted coldly, "Courtesy of death!"

Then, two Dharma disks printed with the Eight Trigrams Array appeared in his hand. Under the urging of their powerful mana, the pair of Dharma disks rushed towards the blood-red light.

Just when the two were about to meet, the blood light suddenly changed, and the front section quickly turned into a huge blood-red hand with a disgusting aura on it.

This big bloody hand grabbed the two Dharma plates and pressed it down on the disciples of Xingyue Pavilion.

"Blood Demon Hand! Red Demon Art!"

The face of the man with sword eyebrows changed, and he immediately recognized this strange blood-red big hand.