I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 174

the next day.

Refinery room.

Zhou Yi used fire control tactics and was refining the magic weapon of flying sword.

The Earth Fire Palace is famous in the East China Sea for its Earth Elemental Shield, but it also has other magic treasures, and the Pure Yang Sword is one of them.

After this sword is refined, its power is ordinary, and it has no special supernatural powers, but it cooperates with the Pure Yang Jing and is extremely restrained against evil demons.

suddenly.

The Xuanwu Divine Armor protects the body on its own and isolates the strange black qi.

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and when his fingers touched it lightly, the black qi dissipated on his own after his life essence was consumed.

"I don't know how expensive it is to cast spells!"

Three days.

at dusk.

Zhou Yi was comprehending the method of thunder, and he felt a sense of it, not far from the realm of supernatural powers.

"Back then, Senior Brother Jiang had ten years of supernatural powers, and it took five or six hundred years for the poor way. Why is the gap between people so big?"

At the same time, the black energy of the curse appeared, cutting off ten years of life.

half a month later.

The moon and stars are rare.

Zhou Yi took out the five-hundred-year-old spirit wine from the altar, sat on the top of the palace, drank alone against the moon, and looked through the eight hundred years of memory.

"Lonely, lonely!"

The black qi of the mantra arrived at the right time, interrupting Zhou Yi's emotion.

"Come again!"

Fire Bamboo Forest.

As the number of spells and sacrifices increased, the ghost energy almost condensed into substance.

The Blood Moon Demon Sovereign has reinforced the prohibition of the formation, so that it will not be exposed. Looking at the ghosts and gods who devoured Shouyuan, his eyes lit up with anger.

"Thirty days, thirty full days!"

"Huihui succeeded in casting the spell, and shaved off three hundred years of life, so why hasn't Tang Xuan died?"

Huo Yan, who was suppressed by the mighty power of the demon, fell to the ground and could not stand up. Seeing that the Blood Moon Demon Sovereign was about to erupt, I am afraid that the first person to kill was probably himself, and his mind turned to find a way to survive.

"Senior, then Tang Xuan is definitely the true monarch, and it's not long before he condenses the golden pill, maybe he's not a hundred years old yet?"

"Less than a hundred years old!"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord Tong Kong shrank slightly and said in awe: "This fellow is less than a hundred years old to condense the golden elixir, and he can be called a peerless cultivator genius for thousands of years. Since he is practicing the right way, he must not stay!"

Huo Yan nodded again and again: "Once he grows up, it will definitely be a big problem for the confidants of the devil."

"Tianjiao, be punished!"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord pinched the magic art with his hands, and wisps of vitality were drawn out of his body, sacrificing ghosts and gods to cast spells.

Huo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, the cold murderous intent dissipated, knowing that he had escaped death.

Another ten days passed.

The Blood Moon Demon Sovereign stroked his shawl-length hair, which went from black to gray in just over a month.

He was over 300 years old when he came to the East China Sea, and it took more than 30 years to curse Feng Yang to death, and now it has consumed another 400 years.

"Why isn't Tang Xuan dead yet?"

"Lord Demon Lord, you don't know something."

Huo Yan had already thought of the reason: "Then Tang Xuan is proficient in the four arts of cultivating immortals. Among them, the Tao of alchemy is the most important. He must have used the longevity elixir for refining uniforms."

"Good at alchemy, is it a disciple of Dan Ding?"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Dan Dingzong already has Xuan Xiao, and there must be no more Tang Xuan. Even if the poor road ends, it will not be a waste of life to drag a generation of Tianjiao to death!"

"The devil is extraordinary!"

Huo Yan clapped his horse, but his eyes were full of pity and ridicule.

The bystander is clear, at this time, the Blood Moon Demon Lord is like a red-eyed gambler who has lost his mind.

A few more days passed.

The Blood Moon Demon Lord was dying, his ghost body had turned translucent, and his illusory white hair fluttered in the wind.

After taking a lot of medicinal pills that condense the ghost body, the Xuanyin Orb stabilized the soul, and waved the ghost and **** altar away.

"This seat will report back to the sect. The fire palace in the East China Sea is different, please ask the ancestors in the sect to take action. No matter how proficient and talented the mere Jindan Zhenjun is, the ancestors can be crushed to death with one hand!"

Huo Yan worried: "In your current state, it's hard to hide your breath, maybe it's not Tang Xuan's opponent?"

"Ho **** ho... This spell has failed inexplicably, and I don't plan to hide my breath anymore, just to find a way to escape!"

The Blood Moon Demon King gasped violently, spit out a few breaths of ghostly breath, and said, "This seat and the Xuanyin Jewel are in mutual cultivation, the ghost body can be possessed by the magic weapon, and the speed of escape is rare in the world, even if Tang Xuan's child is aware of it?"

"The magic of the devil is unparalleled!"

Huo Yan had a happy expression on his face, waiting for the Blood Moon Demon Lord to lead Tang Xuan away, then he could leave safely.

After half an hour.

The prohibition of the formation in the bamboo forest disappeared, the ghost qi rose into the sky like a wolf smoke, and a pitch-black light flew towards Jiuzhou.

"Tang Xuan child, this seat will come back again!"

The speed of escaping light is extremely fast, disappearing from sight in an instant, leaving only a black line across the sky, which is obviously arrogant and provocative.

The voice did not fall.

Three-color escaping light rose from the Spirit Fire Hall, following the trail to chase and kill, and the speed was several times faster than the Blood Moon Demon Sovereign.

"Ah! How dare he burn Shouyuan?"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord's complexion changed drastically, and he felt regret and despair in his heart.

At the moment of despair, madness flashed in the eyes of the Blood Moon Demon Sovereign, and only when the light behind him was approaching, he turned around abruptly, and performed the secret technique of fighting for his life in one blow!

Zhou Yi Dunguang was getting closer and closer, his divine sense swept across the Xuanyin Orb, and noticed that the Blood Moon Demon Sovereign was dying. Not only did he not kill him. On the contrary, the speed of the escape light was reduced, and he hung in the back without any hassle, and cast thunder bombardment from the air.

boom boom boom…

The thunder was continuous, and hundreds of thunders were woven into a net, and the Xuanyin Orb was wrapped around it.

"Damn it! This fellow is so cunning and treacherous!"

The Blood Moon Demon Sovereign looked at the figure several miles away, even if he gave his life a blow, he could easily dodge with the opponent's speed.

"This ghost cultivator is from the Ghost King Sect?"

Zhou Yi asked in a loud voice, "A few days ago, Senior Brother Pindao, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com died inexplicably at the end of his life. Is it because a fellow Daoist cast a spell to kill him?"

"So what?"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord threatened: "This seat has the mark of the magic technique left by the sect. If you dare to kill me, you will wait for the endless pursuit of Yuan Ying's ancestors until you die!"

"It seems that fellow Daoist has really run out of oil to survive by such a ruthless means."

Zhou Yi kept the thunder method in his hands, constantly bombarding the Xuanyin Orb, and the soul of the Blood Moon Demon Lord was on the verge of collapsing.

The Blood Moon Demon Lord flashed a hostile energy in his eyes, spit out a few mouthfuls of original ghost energy, and the Xuanyin Orb burst into a surging ghostly light, turning into a demon cloud that was more than ten acres in size and shrouded Zhou Yi.

brush!

The three-color escape light manifested, and Zhou Yi appeared dozens of miles away in an instant.

"I can not be reconciled!"

The Blood Moon Demon Sovereign was about to end his lifespan, and he lost his vitality one after another, and the ghost body collapsed on its own.

A ghostly qi flew out from the Xuanyin Orb, smeared on the Xuanwu Divine Armor, and turned into a scarlet ghost face mark.

"As expected of the demon saint's slough, it can even block the tracking spell of Nascent Soul ancestors."

Zhou Yi used his mana to scour several times, only to see the grimace mark quickly fade away, which is far easier to eliminate than if it were attached to the body. He waved his hand to cast pure Yang Spirit Fire, and burned and tempered the Xuanyin Orb for a long time, until there was no trace of ghost energy left.

Divine consciousness swept through the Xuanyin Orb, and saw that there were mountains of spiritual stones, hundreds of jade slips, and various elixir bottles.

"Magic monks are not all bad people. If there are more True Monarchs who deliver to your door like this, maybe you will directly save enough resources to be promoted to Nascent Soul, so why worry about your path?"

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