The Ancestor of Body Repair

At the same time, seven figures suddenly appeared outside the city. They were suspended in mid-air and formed a circle outside the small city of Ouyang's family. The fort is sealed.

These people can't see their faces clearly, but they are able to fly in the sky, obviously they are all monks at the stage of forming pills.

"Seven cultivators of the Core Formation Stage!"

"No, Gray Lingguang, someone from the Seven Devils Sect."

"What are you afraid of, we have two uncles who are in the late stage of formation, so we may not be afraid of them."

"What magic circle is this, we are trapped?"

"We have a blood cloud flying boat, we can't be trapped!"

Many disciples of the Blood Refinement Sect saw these figures, and their expressions changed, but there were two late stage cultivators in the sect, so they were not particularly panicked.

Of course, there were also some disciples with vicious eyes who felt a little uneasy in their hearts when they saw this scene, and secretly hid in the restraints of the Ouyang family.

Lu Kun also discovered the seven cultivators at the alchemy stage at the first time. He has the supernatural power of golden eyes. Even if he does not reveal his spiritual sense, he can see the cultivation level of these people. They are all cultivators in the middle stage of alchemy. for.

Suddenly, one of the pill-forming monks near the northwest of the city shot a golden light far in the direction of Lu Kun, and this golden light directly slashed towards Xu Zihang, who was sacrificing the demon bones.

This golden light shot from a distance. Although it was very fast, it took a few breaths to shoot from outside the city. Xu Zihang could dodge it logically, but Lu Kun saw him sweating profusely. It seems that he can't move because of spellcasting.

Lu Kun squinted his eyes, his mana surged, and two fire hammers rushed out, just in time to block the path of the golden light, but he was easily knocked away by the golden light, and cracks appeared on the instruments.

Lu Kun's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and stumbled down.

Just when Xu Zihang was about to be hit by this golden light, a black light curtain appeared out of thin air around Xu Zihang, and the extremely sharp golden light bombarded the black light curtain, causing a fierce collision.

After a while, the golden light completely dissipated.

And beside Xu Zihang, a fat man in a black robe appeared. This man was surging with the mana of the middle stage of the formation of pills, but Lu Kun faintly noticed that this person's breath was not just as simple as the middle stage of the formation of pills.

The fat man glanced at Lu Kun, who was lying on the ground, and threw a talisman to him and said, "Boy, take this thick-earth masking talisman, and quickly find a place to hide."

"Thank you, uncle!"

After Lu Kun got this talisman and thanked him respectfully, he immediately rushed to the forbidden house a hundred or so zhang away.

And the man who shot the golden light had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice came from a distance: "I didn't expect that the famous fat devil would protect himself, this dark spirit root disciple is really deeply loved by your blood refining sect. Pay attention to!"

The obese man known as the Fat Devil, ignored the words of the other party, the magic light flashed in his hand, and the light curtain covering Xu Zihang spread around, covering Xu Zihang, who was refining, along with the soil on the ground.

Then he took Xu Zihang to the center of the city, the direction of the bone soul and the ancestor of the Fang family.

The man from Qishamen shook his head and muttered, "Why, you are already a beast of a struggle, wouldn't it be good to stay here and let us kill you?"

At this moment, a pitch-black flying knife flashed past the Qishamen man at a strange speed.

The man's expression changed greatly: "Extremely devilish old ghost?"

After all, he was a middle stage cultivator, and his response was not slow at all. He opened his mouth and spat out a round gray iron ball with dense runes on it.

The pitch-black flying knife hit the gray ball, breaking it into countless gray threads, and then the flying knife turned back, avoiding the entanglement of the gray threads.

The pitch-black flying knife "swooshed" into the body of a skinny old man. This old man seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Jin Shazi, you are a lot smarter now, and you actually hid the gray evil ball in your mouth." The skinny old man said lightly.

The Qisha Sect cultivator, called Jin Shazi, looked at the skinny old man with hatred: "Very well, I didn't expect you to protect that kid secretly, God help me, I must kill this time. you."

The skinny old man glanced at the northwest direction, shook his head and said: "Don't think that when you have all the seven evil spirits, you can deal with our two middle stage and two late stage Dan."

"I hope you can defend against my next attack."

After he finished speaking, the skinny old man turned into a black light and rushed into the depths of the city. The breath of the middle stage of the formation of pills disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he seemed to have evaporated.

When Jin Shazi saw this scene, his face was extremely ugly.

"Jin Sha, don't worry about the old devil, Xue Sha will deal with him, let's completely stimulate the black evil formation first." A tall young man not far away spoke to Jin Shazi.

Jin Shazi gritted his teeth and nodded.

After he finished speaking, a magic disk appeared in his hand, and mana was injected into it. Not only him, but also the hands of the six people surrounding the city took out similar magic disks.

As they cast the spell, a gray hood became darker and darker, and the entire city darkened.

...

As soon as the Bone Soul calmed down the chaotic mana in his body, he saw that the city was shrouded in a light curtain.

"It's actually a black evil magic formation!"

His face was ugly and he said, "Fang Lei, my soul owes you a favor, but you old guy didn't escape alone, and came back to inform me."

Fang Lei took a sip of gourd water and coughed twice: "If the old man was young, I would definitely have fled first, but I don't have much lifespan now, so I might as well let you owe me a favor."

Fang Lei looked at the fat figure who just flew over, and Xu Zihang, who was shrouded in black light, and continued: "The situation is not that bad. The two guys, Ji Mo and Fat Mo, are also there. We may not have the strength to fight."

Bone Soul narrowed his eyes, staring at the Fat Demon and said coldly: "Fat Demon, what do you mean with the old devil, you have been hiding it all the time, and I didn't even notice you."

"And you are a cultivator of the formation stage, but you protect a kid at the foundation stage. Could it be that this kid is really the dark spiritual root that Jin Shazi said?"

Although the bone soul was calming down the mana just now, but the consciousness was shrouded outside, and he listened to Jin Shazi's conversation.

The Fat Demon trembled and said casually, "This kid is the person the Great Elder wants to protect. If you have any questions, you can ask the Great Elder."

When the bone demon heard the name of the great elder, his eyes showed fear, and he stopped dumbly, he paused and said: "Since you have obeyed the decree of the great elder, then you should have some special means, I just used a secret technique. , Luo Hunfan can't be used for the time being, and he can't exert his full strength, so don't hide and hold it in the next battle."

Fat Demon shook his head and said indifferently: "Although Ji Demon and I have some strength, we have no chance of winning against the Seven Demons of the Seven Demon Sect, but our means of protecting our lives are not bad, even if you die, survive."

The bone demon was furious: "You..."

"Okay, stop arguing, get ready to fight." Fang Lei, the old man said solemnly, "We try our best to let our opponents show their flaws and create opportunities for the extreme demons. Only by destroying one of the seven evil spirits can we survive. ."

Bone Soul took a breath. He understood that Fang Lei was right. Although the seven evil spirits were only in the middle stage of forming a pill, with the cooperation of secret techniques, even the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage could fight.

For today's plan, only find a way to kill one person first.