The Ancestor of Body Repair

Although the scorpion thought so, the consciousness still spread out a little unconsciously, which reduced the power of the storm of consciousness transformation a little, and the consciousness of the demon cultivator present immediately relaxed a lot.

The Gorefiend Sword and Fang Tianhuaji took this opportunity to shine brightly, the power of the Nascent Soul inside was vented, and the power increased sharply. Magic Suppression.

At the same time, on the defensive shield that the Blood Refinement Sect jointly used by eight people, the power of Nascent Soul gathered on the top of the extreme demon's head and turned into a blood-colored sphere.

At this moment, the Xuanming Three-pole Sabre merged into one, turning into an incomparably small silver-white flying needle that rose into the sky, flew out of the blood-colored sphere, turned into a blood-red flying needle, and stabbed with an ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air. in the direction of the scorpion.

The scorpion noticed the powerful power and the power of Nascent Soul contained in the blood-colored flying needle, and a little surprise flashed in his compound eyes, and he wanted to wave his claws and tail blades to resist.

It is a pity that the Gorefiend Sword and Fang Tianhuaji at this time did not take into account the consumption of Nascent Soul's power at all, and their power increased greatly, which was completely equivalent to the joining of two early Nascent Soul cultivators.

And although it has the Spiritual Mind and the power of Nascent Soul at the mid-level of Nascent Soul, the energy in its body is only at the peak of Formation Pill, the physical strength is not its strong point, and it was temporarily suppressed by two mature magic weapons.

The scorpion had to inject the extreme yin power in the body into the armor on its back to enhance its defense. The enemy's actions obviously wanted to attack the wound on its back.

"call out!"

The blood-colored flying needle that originally shot at the back of the scorpion suddenly pressed, accelerated in vain, and actually changed its direction and shot at the left compound eye under the armor of the scorpion.

There was a loud "bang", and terrifying fluctuations rose into the sky. Three jet-black flying knives burst open at the left eye of the scorpion along with a little green blood. The body of the scorpion stumbled under this powerful explosive force, almost fell to the ground.

The air around the scorpion distorted, and the terrifying power of consciousness conveyed an extremely angry thought: "You deceitful cultivators, actually hurt my body!"

The scorpion was smashed into a compound eye by this group of monks at the stage of formation, and became extremely furious. The divine consciousness did not probe around, but concentrated on using the divine consciousness to transform the form and supernatural powers, pressing on the demon cultivators.

The power of the Nascent Soul, which was barely condensed by the blood refining sect's defense secret, was all given to the extremely demon's Xuanming three-pole sword, and it was impossible to stop this terrifying pressure of divine sense.

Their eyes are bulging, their faces are painful, their spiritual consciousness is absolutely suppressed, and they can't even lift the magic in their bodies.

And the extreme demon who broke out the power of the Xuanming Three-pole Saber also withered his body. He looked at the furious scorpion with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

His Xuanming Three-pole Saber is not simple.

After the three knives are combined into one, they can be turned into thin needles, condensing power, and the penetrating power is amazing. In addition to the power of the Nascent Soul gathered by the defense secret technique, it can even break the shield of the monks in the Nascent Soul period. The hole card was not used in the previous battle with Demon Zong.

I thought that this attack could pierce through the compound eye of the scorpion and smash its skull directly, but who knew that after his condensed Xuanming flying needle pierced the compound eye of the scorpion, it hit the extremely hard armor and pierced a short period of time. was bounced back.

None of them could have imagined that there was another layer of chitin armor under the compound eyes of this scorpion.

"Damn, although the speed and strength of this scorpion is not as good as that of the top demon, its defense is terrifyingly strong. Its cold-natured Nascent Soul's power is extremely strong, and its attack power is only not weaker than that of the top demon."

Ma Jie bleeds from the corner of his mouth, endured the oppression of his divine sense, and barely mobilized the Gorefiend Sword, but the power of his Nascent Soul was almost exhausted in the attack just now, and the Gorefiend Sword was easily blasted away by the scorpion's tail blade.

The blood refining sect was almost in a desperate situation. The power of Nascent Soul of Ma Jie's magic bead had all exploded, and the others, under the pressure of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, could not take action at all.

"boom!"

Fang Tianhuaji followed the Gorefiend Sword, barely blocking the pace of the scorpion.

Feeling the enemy's still terrifying attack power, Hunsha's eyes were full of fear. Just now, the two demon cultivators from the two sects cooperated perfectly, but I didn't expect that the most powerful attack of the extreme demon did not penetrate the scorpion. skull.

Don't look at their Fang Tian Hua Ji can barely compete with the scorpion, but the power of Nascent Soul consumed by each blow is amazing, and it won't last long.

"Boom!"

Another round of attacks from the tail blade of the scorpion and the pincer knife sent Fang Tianhua halberd flying again. This combined magic weapon was split apart in a tremor, and turned into seven treasures of light to return.

Immediately afterwards, the gray shield outside Qishazi flashed a strong breath of the power of the Nascent Soul, and shot towards the sky above the pothole.

The hatred of the scorpion is obviously on the side of the blood refining sect, and this is the best time to escape.

Ma Jie ignored the fleeing Qi Shazi, his expression was focused, the blood magic power and blood essence were surging in his body, and he planned to use some kind of blood magic power explosion secret technique.

At this moment, in front of Ma Jie, a light-black phantom magic hand suddenly appeared, about a foot in size, with a strong breath of Nascent Soul power flashing on it, and grabbed the body of the scorpion.

In the process of grasping the scorpion by the magic hand, the power of Nascent Soul became stronger and stronger, the aura of the magic hand was like the substance, and the magic lines on it were clearly visible.

The scorpion frantically swung the pliers knife and swung the tail blade, except to dim the light of the magic hand, and could not break free.

"The Magic Hand! It's the Magic Magic Child-Mother Art! Junior Brother Rong, you..." Ma Jie looked at a young man in his twenties behind him, a look of surprise on his face.

At this time, it was Elder Qian's disciple, Rong Zhengqi, a late-stage powerhouse of Pill Formation who practiced the Phantom Devil's Son-Mother Art.

I saw that his face was pale, one hand was empty, and a strong force of Nascent Soul continued to pour out of his body, he reluctantly said: "It's the trump card left by Master, I can't support it for long, Brother Ma, work together. Fly out of here."

In such a scene, everyone knows without thinking that Rong Zhengqi must have obtained a variety of magic beads privately donated by Elder Qian, otherwise it is impossible to stimulate such a strong power of Nascent Soul.

Ma Jie suppressed the doubts in his heart, the blood magic power surged in his body, and a large blood-red magic light shrouded everyone, and Rong Zhengqi's other hand reluctantly shot a force of Nascent Soul into it.

The remaining nine people of the Blood Refinement Sect flew towards the pit in this blood light.

The black magic hand that grabbed the scorpion below gradually became dim as the blood refining sect went away, and it exploded in the struggle of the scorpion after a while, turning into a little magic light and dissipating in the air.

"Damn, I didn't expect that these cultivators at the Core Formation stage not only have rich combat experience, but also possess a lot of means of the Nascent Soul Stage, so I only killed one person."

The scorpion pincer rubbed the green blood around Fu's eyes, looked at the sky, hesitating whether to pursue it or not, those magic cultivators seemed to have exhausted the means of the Nascent Soul.

"Damn immortal cultivators, dare to covet the sacred relics of this clan, ah... The scorpion is coming back soon!"

There was a violent fluctuation of consciousness from the ants behind him, and anger flashed in the only compound eyes of the scorpion: "There are really immortal cultivators lurking here, they are just courting death!"

It flicked its tail, its legs shook, and it rushed towards the crack in the wall behind it.