Chapter 1291: Prisoner Demon
Immediately, other believers were afraid of falling behind, and they also hurriedly said: "Elder Brother's Trap Dragon Sword was made by inserting a corner of the Heaven-Building Spirit Stone into a weapon. It is even the ancient true sword." A dragon can be trapped and killed by a sword, how can an ordinary monster be qualified to enter the weapon and share this heavenly glory with you?
Hey, it's a pity that there is no more in this world? True Dragon, if not, with the intelligence and ability of the senior brother, he will definitely be able to achieve the title of War Dragon."
True Feather's eyes were shining with stars, and he looked more and more proud, and his chin was raised higher. A few words:
“The real dragons in the world have long since disappeared. No one knows whether such an ancient god is worthy of its name.
If I were in that wilderness era, I might as well test the majestic dragon horns with the three-foot green-edged sword at my waist.
Donghao China, my homeland, once had a thousand-year-old spiritual dragon. Its horns were severed from my sword, making it difficult to reuse it.
Ha... If the true dragon hadn't disappeared early, I'm afraid it would have been unavoidable that I would use my sword to prove the Tao and let everyone in the world know that only the true immortal lineage is the highest and the best. !
Those side demons, immortals, flying dragons and beasts are, after all, nothing more than accessories to assist our Yangyang Immortal Kingdom. ”
The followers of the True Immortal Sect are all good at guessing people’s hearts. Seeing the eldest brother coming so menacingly, you know that he is afraid that he will be very angry today and capture more Ten Riding Demons. Can't satisfy his appetite
Some believers deliberately tried to please him and said: "This Shang Chang is injured and bleeding badly. I'm afraid that he will be able to attract nine levels of monsters in a short time. Everyone should be very alert. With our concerted efforts, we will definitely I want to catch a seven-riding demon for my senior brother.”
"Seven rides?" A sneer of contempt appeared on Zhen Yu's face, "How can I stop at the seven rides demon for what I want this time?"
He looked at it with an indifferent gaze. In the darkness of the forest, Shang Chang's back said indifferently: "It's just I hope this waste can be put to some use to attract monsters with nobler bloodlines as much as possible.
Hmph, but this guy heard that there has never been a successful demon refining in his ancestors. The bones become immortals, and the bloodline power must also be That's all. It's probably a little difficult for him to lure out the five-carrying demon, but that's fine.
As long as he can successfully lure the six-carrying demon, I won't argue with him. It’s about hurting my disciple.”
Six-riding demon? ? ? ! ! !
All the believers were frightened and their eyes were straight!
The guy who was walking staggeringly looked like he might fall down at any time. At this moment, he was afraid that if another ten-horse demon came out randomly, it could kill him.
It is really frightening to take advantage of people to such an extent that they wish their bodies were gone.
Return the six-riding demon...
If a six-vehicle demon was really lured out, so many of them would have to lose most of their lives before they could capture it.
Looking at this momentum, it seems that Senior Brother is not only taking advantage of Na Shangchang. With this turmoil, he has led a total of 76 elite troops in the sect. He is afraid that he wants to use their power to capture a bird that suits his purpose. The monster beast enters the vessel to quench its spirit.
They had always known that their senior brother was extremely evil-minded, but they never expected that he was so unreasonable.
With his own strength, he may not be able to capture a six-vehicle demon at all, and there is no chance of winning. If he gathers the power of seventy-six people and uses the tactic of encirclement and killing, he may be able to survive. The monster passed away from exhaustion.
There is no need to think about Shangchang, there is no way to survive.
But for the followers of the True Immortal Sect, who is willing to consume their spiritual power for no reason and put themselves in danger.
Not counting senior brother Zhen Yu, there are still seventy-six people waiting in line to receive the monster beast reward.
But what we have now is only three monsters. Even if they are cut into pieces, they will not be able to get a good piece of meat.
Elder brother Zhen Yu has no intention of continuing to hunt the ten-horse monsters steadily. Instead, he is so ambitious and only thinks about the monsters that suit his own liking.
They have worked so hard. If they really encounter a six-vehicle demon, the chance of survival is 50-50. Even if they don't die, they will have to shed their skin. However, after they go back, can they get a 10-50 chance of survival? Riding a demon is still a problem.
In this case, it is better to be alone like a mountain, and the monsters you hunt belong to you.
No matter how dissatisfied everyone was, they did not dare to show it on their faces. They could only keep smiling, admiring and praising the senior brother for his wisdom and wisdom.
But in my heart, I still hope that no powerful monster that can kill people will appear and torment them.
Play slowly, go all the way, and conquer all the ten monsters. You will have better luck, except maybe one monster for each person.
There are still remaining monsters that can be exchanged for contribution points in the sect. If accumulated, they may be exchanged for many elixirs, elixirs, and various materials.
Who is willing to work desperately for the superiors in a place like this?
Thinking about this, the two True Immortal Cult members who had some sympathy for Shang Chang at the beginning now hope that Shang Chang can die soon.
He has so much blood on his body, so don’t take it seriously and attract some terrible monster.
As soon as this idea settled in the minds of the two of them, the wind in the vast forest suddenly became chaotic, and the violent wind carried thick and hot breath blowing from all directions.
Everyone's minds were frightened, and they subconsciously activated their arrays, hiding their auras and figures, preparing to secretly meet the enemy.
The God's Punishment Forest is located in the realm of Kunlun, but the wind and snow from the hundreds of thousands of mountains can hardly blow into this realm, and there are only scattered snowflakes dancing in the sky.
But even so, the cold climate in the God's Punishment Forest is even worse than that in the outside world. The ground freezes into dry ice, and the sound of the whirling trees is as clear as broken ice.
However, with this evil wind blowing everywhere, large pieces of the ice-hard ground began to crack and separate, and melting high-temperature mist steamed up. The surrounding areas were filled with a withered atmosphere, as if Something is burning.
"Oh?" Zhen Yu's face showed an interesting look, and he raised his handsome eyebrows. He spread his arms and palms, and the three-foot green-edged sword on his back roared out of his body.
The sword hovered in the sky for several weeks and landed steadily on his palm. The sword power around him was strong, and he said with a smile: "It seems that an interesting monster has come, not bad."
Zhen Yu was in a good mood, but all the believers were complaining in their hearts, thinking that even if a Nine-Cheng Demon came, it would still be able to consume them.
Everyone was ready, but Shang Chang knew very well that his death was coming.
A blackness deeper than night fell from the sky.
Under the deep black with unclear outline, there seems to be a huge sea of blood, which is extremely violent. The sea of blood is like a real liquid, rushing and flowing, with a few drops occasionally. Blood splashed and flew, falling on those tall and skinny old trees.
In an instant, the old trees and dead vines, which even the thunder from the sky could not make any marks on, exploded and burst into flames.
After everyone saw it clearly, they were shocked to discover that there was some kind of sea of blood. It was clearly a raging fire rising from the wind, stirring up the nebulae in the sky and the earth in this endless dark night.
Wherever the fire passed, no grass grew, and the ground was torn for thousands of miles. The violent earth fire rolled in the cracks, and the dead vines and old trees burned when exposed to the wind.
Shang Chang listened to the howling wind and the thick demonic power rolling in. He only had time to raise his eyes to take a look at the flames surging like a sea of blood, and felt that his pupils were cracked and burning, like burns. Like melting, the blazing high temperature left two lines of fiery blood rolling in his eyes. Immediately afterwards, the entire field of vision became distorted and blurred, making it difficult to distinguish objects.
Such a force and force are obviously not at the level of monsters such as the Ten-Channel or the Nine-Channel.
Shang Chang seemed to have been waiting for a long time, waiting for the sword of judgment hanging above his head to finally fall.
Just at the last moment when he was about to give up the struggle, Qi Shan's face passed by in his mind.
His despairing eyes gradually turned into a determination that looked at death. Without hesitation, he threw down the mysterious knife taught to him by the real immortal in his hand, bit his finger quickly, and used the essence and blood as guidance, and volleyed into the air. Painting blood spell talisman.
At the same time as the fulfillment of his wish, Shang Chang's cheeks sank quickly, as if all the energy in his body had been drained, his hair also became withered and yellow, and he did not have a pair of eyes, because of the astonishing fighting spirit. Extremely bright.
The blood talisman became a killer. At the last moment, he did not make any defense. In fact, in the desperate situation, he aroused the murderous desire to fight to the death.
All flesh and blood are eager to compete!
The people of Kunlun are only losers and never surrender.
"Hmph." Zhen Yu sneered again and again: "The mantis' arm is like a chariot, and he does not know his own strength."
The fire is like a majestic wind, even if Shang Chang tried his best to draw the blood talisman, it is just for the sea of fire. The snake licked it gently, and the blood talisman was shattered layer by layer without even being broken by a round of fire wind.
Shang Chang's tiny body was overwhelmed by the blazing fire and the strong demonic aura without even being able to see clearly what it looked like in the blazing fire.
"A fire-attributed monster? Huh, in a place like Kunlun Mountain where the snow and cold are pure, there can still be such a fire-attributed monster with such strong demonic power. It seems that the bloodline level should not be low, everyone listens to the order!
< br>Set up an array to capture this monster with all your strength! If it is really a six-ridden monster, come back! After leaving, everyone will be rewarded!"
"Yes!"
Everyone was heartbroken when they saw the fierce fire demon that swallowed up Shang Chang's bones. Yu, under the tremendous pressure from his senior brother, had to face the difficulties.
Among the believers, twenty-five disciples turned their weapons into formations and knocked them into the prepared formation holes.
The earth roared and trembled, and numerous formation seals rose up from the ground, instantly dividing into seventy-five rounds of barrier formation seals.
Although Zhenyu didn’t see what kind of monster the monster in the fire looked like, looking at the overwhelming momentum, he still couldn’t help but excitedly said to himself:
“It’s really God help me, I am in Kunlun Jingxu Under the pressure of the power of heaven and earth, he can still have such momentum, it is very likely that he is really a six-passenger monster!"
Although fire attribute monsters are common in other places, they are extremely powerful in Kunlun. Cold places are extremely rare.
The extreme cold in Kunlun Pure Ruins can freeze the crystal core of a ten-thousand-year-old fire monster into nothingness. This fiery monster can be so brave and fierce, so it must be something extraordinary.
If we were in another area and encountered a monster of this level, even three times the number of cult members might not be able to hold it down at this moment.
But now, with the help of Kunlun's extremely cold earth vein spiritual power to suppress it, the power that this monster can exert may be greatly reduced.
How could we miss such a God-given opportunity?
Zhen Yu’s mouth was filled with arrogance, and when he opened his mouth, there was a five-carrying demon, but he also knew that the five-carrying demon was not only difficult to find, but also difficult to catch.
If they really encounter it, the seventy-five elite cult members he brought out this time may have to fold in before they can barely capture it.
Although he is said to be noble, a descendant of the God Lord, and highly valued by His Majesty the Emperor, the True Immortal Sect does not belong to him alone. Such wanton squandering of his soldiers will inevitably shake his foundation in the sect.
This six-passenger demon is quite good, with extraordinary strength and the right time and place to help it.
Thinking of this, Zhen Yu was in a good mood. He raised his sword, and his sword intention rose according to his heart. The red sword light shone brightly, covering his whole body, and the faint sound of sword roaring and dragon roaring could be heard.
The overwhelming shadows of swords complemented the formation set up by the seventy-five people.
As the formation became more powerful, it became even more powerful, enveloping the monstrous sea of fire.
But the moment the two sides officially fought, something unexpected happened.
The formation seals stacked one after another under Zhen Yu's action seemed to be infused with the powerful power of heaven and earth. In an instant, it seemed as if the sky opened and the clouds turned pale, and the stars poured into the world of mortals.
The clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, and electric snakes flowed around, just like thunder coming to the world.
The Demon Prisoner Formation that Zhen Yu was so proud of, when its light locks melted the sea of fire, it failed to lock the raging fire. Instead, it was a bundle of extremely burning dry firewood. Generally, bang!
The fire, as red as blood, licked the invisible formation of light mercilessly. The accident happened so unexpectedly that no one even expected that the flame could burn the invisible nothingness.
The demonic flames were billowing, burning up all the spiritual power in the formation. Following the spiritual power in the formation, the True Immortal Cult members who were hiding in the dark to maintain the formation were clearly and accurately captured.
The fire that seemed to be burning randomly was indeed following the traces. It was burning at an incomprehensible speed along with the spiritual power. The five believers standing at the outermost front didn't even have time to react. None, the red fire came head-on.
After being licked by the fire snake, the skin instantly withered into charcoal. Starting from the outermost layer of skin, it was rolled up and burned layer by layer in an orderly manner, revealing the innermost bones. The blood boiled and bubbled in just a moment. Dry up. .
The tendons attached to the flesh and blood exploded inch by inch, and the tendons were severed visibly to the naked eye. The fire of molten gold and iron burned them into a red flame rising into the sky, devouring their bodies wantonly. spiritual power.
Just when the formation was completed, the borrowed power of the Star Tribulation Thunder fell into the sea of fire. Without even igniting the slightest spark, the flames were seen actively opening up as if they had independent consciousness. A big mouth swallowed up the brilliant thunder and lightning until nothing was left.
Maya: "!!!"
The scene almost turned upside down and became chaotic and out of control.
Those five are all elites of the True Immortal Cult with the strength of the first level of Heshen.
Unexpectedly, the demonic beast was burned to the point of being burned without even a glimpse of its true form, and even its spiritual power was swallowed up to the point where not even a fraction of it was left.
(End of this chapter)