Chapter 84 The Great Demon Saint
I was careless. When Jin Sheng defeated the two of them with the thunder sword, he should have gone up to make up for it with two swords and take out the demon core in their hearts.
But at that time, Bai Lian did not realize that these two people were not alive.
Because they are different from Orion, they have the heartbeat and body temperature of normal people, presumably the magic core is higher than the one under Orion’s chest.
After pondering for a moment, Bailian lowered his head and glanced at the Yuanli Sword in Jinsheng's hand, and said: "Escape is not the answer, Jinsheng, your calamity is suppressed in the Yuanli Sword. , does it mean that as long as the sword is drawn out of the sheath, it will cause disaster?”
Jinsheng nodded and said: "Yes, but I no longer have the strength to draw the sword."
Bailian stood up, very satisfied with the answer, and smiled: "You don't need to come, I will draw it." Just a sword."
Jinsheng frowned. : "You drew the sword? How could you draw the sword! Except for the master of the Kite Brutal Sword, no one can withstand the violence of this sword..."
He stopped mid-sentence. He remembered what was happening in front of him. The little corpse demon... seemed unaffected by the vicious aura of the Yuanmen Sword.
Bailian took the Yuanli Sword in his hand and glanced at Lin Yuan again.
"Rather than just sit back and wait for death, it is better to set up a trap to counterattack. Sister Linyuan, if those two people fall and need your help to remove their hearts, I think only destroying their hearts will be enough to completely kill them. Kill them."
Lin Yuan nodded seriously: "I understand."
Meng Zifei on the side said quickly: "Little Si Chen. Brother, do you need my help?"
Bailian looked at him sideways and asked, "I wonder how much Mr. Meng knows about the Demon Sect's puppetry?"
Mencius? Fei looked slightly startled, and then said: "Puppetry is an evil spell. There are many different media for this technique. Little brother Si Chen wants to find out the specific location of the caster?"
Balian nodded and said: "Yes, the culprit is the spell caster. I think even if we can't kill the spell caster, we must at least know who our real enemy is."
Meng Zifei smiled bitterly and said: "The most difficult task of love still falls on me, but little brother Si Chen can rest assured that I still specialize in the Demon Sect Puppetry.
Exerting Spells Those who don’t No matter what medium is used to control the puppet, it will definitely not exceed the distance of five miles from the puppet. When performing the puppet technique, the caster must also be focused and guided by spiritual thoughts. Since there are fluctuations in spiritual thoughts, it is easy to start. Check."
Bailian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to Mr. Meng."
Meng Zifei smiled and touched his nose, his expression slightly strange.
Thinking about the fact that he has always been the one who plans donations and directs the assignment of tasks.
Today, I was given the command by a young man, which was really disappointing for a while.
After distributing a series of preliminary plans, Bailian came out of the crypt with the Yuanli Sword and ordered everyone: "You hide here first, and after a stick of incense, we will Meet at Changhu, three miles away."
"Okay," the three of them replied in unison.
Bailian glanced at Jinsheng with a smile but not a smile: "You are very motivated."
This guy was desperate just now, but when the task was assigned to him, Jin Sheng did not refuse.
"I...I just saw that you were so loyal and came all the way to save me, and I couldn't bear to see you die at the hands of thieves." Jin Sheng turned his head away very proudly.
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In the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, the soaring fire seemed to dissipate a bit of the coldness in the scarlet demon pupil above the sky. . Ling Xu stood bathed in the firelight as if the god of fire had descended, his bright eyes flashing with red flames.
He was holding a long chain of flames in his hand, and there was no one knows what kind of terrifying ferocious beast was tied underneath the fire chain, trembling crazily in his palm as he fought for his life!
From a long distance, one can clearly see that the sleeves of the arm of the man who looked like a god of fire were completely destroyed while holding the fire chain. His wrists were tightly wrapped around the fire chain, and his strong arms were full of veins. , obviously it is extremely difficult to control.
When his eyes turned over, his cold eyes seemed to be surprised.
The woman in white glanced slightly and said with a rare solemn expression: "The Great Demon Saint, Di Jiang."
As if to confirm her huge words, the turbulent dark sea water in the abyss boiled and boiled in an instant, as if it was burned by the most blazing flame in the world.
The wailing sounds of countless ghosts and sea monsters came from the abyss.
A huge black-and-white-dyed wing waved from the abyss, chipping away at the abyss rocks and rolling them down.
The wings were so sharp that they actually cut off the fire chain under the man in flames.
Not only that, the swell of magic wind caused by the waving of the huge wings directly extinguished half of the brilliant fire power around the man.
The man's eyes narrowed fiercely, and he raised his right hand above his shoulder to make a gesture of holding it empty. Soon, a spear formed by flames condensed in his hand.
When the abyss monster revealed a red head, he narrowed his eyes with a flash of fire, threw the flame spear in his hand, and hit the huge head in the middle.
"Bah!!!"
The monster burst out with a sharp scream like a bird demon, and was forced to retreat by the fire spear.
The man kneaded the Fire Jue in his hand and muttered in a low voice: "Disaster will befall you!"
There was not a trace of red flame under his hand technique, but the moment he settled on the three words, an extremely terrifying high temperature appeared out of thin air.
The condensation and formation in the invisible space caused the air in this space to twist crazily, and the rocks on the mountain wall were silently burned into ashes.
The thin sword intent around Xiaoluer became extremely dense in an instant, like a tight wall, not letting the terrifying temperature of the outside world enter it.
Yin Baishuang raised her foot and stepped lightly on the body of the Hanzhi Sword. The thick and pure frost energy condensed into a huge ice wall in front of her.
But her appearance is far less relaxed than that of the woman in white, and the thick ice wall is dissolving at an alarming speed.
Even though she is extremely talented, she has not yet stepped into that sacred realm.
The man in the fire smacked his palm, and a flame that was half bright blue and half red burst out of his palm.
The flames quickly ignited the invisible but terrifyingly high-temperature power into a fire net.
The fire net shrouded towards the abyss, expanding continuously and huge, sealing the entire mouth of the abyss. On top of the fire net, groups of blue and red fireballs continued to condense towards the abyss. The monsters blasted away.
After doing all this, the man's body was covered with fire, leaving only a red firebird under his feet.
He looked at the woman in white from afar, his lips curled up in a strong arc, his eyes turned away slightly unnaturally, and he looked like he wanted to speak but hesitated.
In the abyss, the roar of violence tore through the sky, as if it could break through the fire network barrier at the abyss' mouth at any time.
(End of this chapter)