Chapter 590 Demon Fight
He Yunling probably never imagined that he would meet a real demon in this land of the human race.
You must know that the relationship between humans and demons is different from that of the demon clan.
Although in the ancient times, the three races often fought, over thousands of years, the demon race and the human race gradually negotiated peace, and later even had some exchanges.
This also leads to the possibility of seeing monsters in every corner of the human continent. Although it is rare, it is not too unusual.
But the demons are different.
Man and demon have been fighting to the death for countless thousands of years, and the hatred in them is countless. It is impossible for the monks on the human border to let any demon enter the human continent.
Even the demons summoned by some demonic monks through special means have been marked with the mark of their masters and have become puppets. It is impossible for them to have the same abilities as the demon in front of them. The purest true demonic energy.
"Hahaha! Mo Qi, you idiot, you insist on sealing me in the human body. Isn't this causing trouble! Let me come out early and kill everyone. Then it will be over. !”
The Rakshasa ghost head of Mo Ba laughed loudly, and a violent and murderous aura filled the air, making He Yunling tremble slightly.
At this time, a high-pitched voice responded: "You are the brainless idiot. This is within the territory of the human race, not our demon race! If you rashly reveal your identity, the elders of the human race sect are not vegetarians. Don't wait until then." Let me collect the body for you!"
The person who said this was the baby's head on the forehead of the ghost face. He was twisting at the moment, as if he wanted to get out of the forehead of the ghost face.
Mo Ba stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, then patted the baby's head back. At the same time, he laughed and said, "You are just too timid and timid!"
That forehead The baby's head was slapped, and it seemed to be honest. He grunted twice and said nothing.
Mo Ba turned his eyes and looked at He Yunling across from him. He chuckled and said, "I heard that you just wanted to let me live?"
He Yunling's face was solemn. He glanced at Qiao Wanli not far away and saw that his apprentice was seriously injured and unconscious, and he couldn't help but feel anxious secretly.
The realm of the demon in front of me is in the late stage of Juyuan Realm. However, he practiced "Buddha Capturing Dragon Skill", but at the critical stage of giving birth to a dragon, he went crazy, causing his realm to fall. Now he is only in Juyuan Realm. Mid-term cultivation.
If he encounters an ordinary monk, he can still rely on the strength of his own skills to barely leapfrog the level and fight.
But the other party is not an ordinary monk, but a real demon. It is true that the demon clan is extremely powerful in combat, and human monks of the same level rarely have any rivals. During the war between humans and demons, the human race dispatched several times as many monks as the demon clan, and in the end they could barely maintain a draw.
What worries him even more is that this is not just a demon in front of him. The baby on the forehead of the Rakshasa grimace does not know what abilities it has, but it can definitely give this demon a lot of strength in the battle. help.
"It seems that this Long Yuan has no chance with me!"
He Yunling sighed secretly in his heart. He glanced at Qiao Wanli not far away and thought: "No matter what, rescue my apprentice first. Say it again!"
As soon as he thought of this, he didn't hold back at all. With a movement of his hands, the nine-clawed golden dragon in mid-air immediately roared down and bit the devil on the opposite side.
Namo Ba laughed loudly, facing this golden dragon that was more than thirty feet long, without any fear on his face. He reached forward with his hand as big as a cattail leaf, and actually pinched the golden dragon's neck from a distance, making it unable to move forward any further.
The moment the golden dragon was imprisoned, He Yunling's face surged with blood and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
But he seemed to have expected it, and he didn't hesitate at all. When he led the golden dragon down, the people were already moving.
I saw a series of afterimages flashing by, and He Yunling came directly to Qiao Wanli's side. He bent down and put his apprentice on his shoulders, and then the magic formula in his hand changed. The golden dragon in mid-air immediately turned into a golden light, actually passed through Mo Ba's palm, and rushed towards his true form. "Huh?"
Mo Baqing let out a sigh, and his face sank slightly. However, he responded very quickly, and almost at the same time that the golden dragon turned into golden light, he opened his mouth and spat out.
A strong demonic energy spread forward, forming a black demonic sea.
In the demon sea, there are countless demon faces, each of them twisted and roaring. As the waves of the Demonic Sea rose and fell, these ghostly faces kept screaming.
The golden light transformed by the nine-clawed golden dragon seemed extremely powerful at first. Wherever the golden light passed, all the demonic faces around it were crushed into powder.
But after traveling for a while, the speed of the golden light became slower and slower, and in the end it was impossible to move forward at all.
He Yunling naturally did not want to use his natal golden dragon to attack the enemy. This move was just to buy himself time.
Seeing that his apprentice had been snatched away by him, and the golden dragon over there was weak, the magic formula in his hand immediately changed, and the golden light transformed by the golden dragon immediately turned around and flew towards him.
"Jie Jie, want to run away?"
Mo Ba noticed He Yunling's intention and said with a strange smile: "It's too late! From the moment you intervened in this matter, you were destined to be killed by me here. !”
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the black sea of demons suddenly expanded, as if it was setting off a frenzy, overwhelming and rolling in!
He Yunling's pupils shrank, he quickly took up the escape light and rushed out of the "Tomb of Prince Cheng".
It’s just that although he is fast, the target of the black sea of magic is not him!
But seeing the black tide surging, the golden dragon following He Yunling was instantly involved in the sea of demons!
"Ang!"
Hearing a tragic dragon roar, He Yunling's natal golden dragon was actually trapped in this black demonic sea.
Under the billowing demonic energy, a trace of golden light occasionally shined through, but it was immediately covered up by the surging demonic aura. In the end, the sound of the dragon's roar became smaller and smaller, and gradually became inaudible.
“No!”
He Yunling roared angrily and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He is Qiao Wanli's master. The two have the same martial arts. This golden dragon is also the foundation of his practice. It can be said that when the dragon thrives, people thrive, and when the dragon dies, humans perish!
"The golden dragon must not make any mistakes!"
He Yunling was heartbroken and decisively reached out to the storage bag on his waist, as if he wanted to pull out some magic weapon from it.
At this moment, a thunderous explosion was heard, and an inexplicable strong wind suddenly blew throughout the "Tomb of King Cheng".
He Yunling and Mo Ba were both slightly startled. Before they could react, they heard another explosion.
“Bang!”
The previously quiet tombstone without words actually exploded, and three blurry figures flew out one after another!
(End of this chapter)