Chapter 295 Hu Lao Mo is furious! (Please subscribe)
“How is this possible?”
Seeing that Uncle Hu’s soul, which he was leaning on as a barrier, was killed by the astonishingly powerful black and red hand, the eagle-eyed old man surnamed Cheng The look of disbelief was instantly replaced by full fear.
From the time when the summoned soul of Uncle Master was summoned from the token, the pressure on himself suddenly decreased. From the moment he escaped a distance of more than twenty feet from the center of the battlefield to the moment when the monk's soul was extinguished, he only breathed. That's all, the old man surnamed Cheng has not even recovered from his nervous heartbeat.
“How can this person be so bold? Not only did he not abide by the agreement between the monks who transformed into gods, but he even killed the soul of his uncle in such an unreasonable manner?”
The old man surnamed Cheng was filled with disbelief.
Everything has exceeded his expectations!
God-transforming monks, how many god-transforming monks are there in the entire Jin Dynasty?
Of every cultivator who knows how to become a god, who is not respected by thousands of people?
Furthermore, the Jin Dynasty has never heard of a war between the monks who transformed themselves into gods. Is this person actually going to start a war between the monks who transformed into gods?
The old man surnamed Cheng's face changed drastically at this moment, but it was obvious that he could no longer think about other things.
The astonishingly powerful black-red hand grabbed Hu Qinglei's divided soul in one fell swoop, then transformed its claws into fists and started bombarding him.
At this moment, the coercion that had been blocked by his master's uncle's ghost once again attacked the old man surnamed Cheng.
This is the suppression of the low-level monks by the god-transforming monks using the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, the old man surnamed Cheng clearly felt that the suppression caused by the blood-robed and golden-faced man was beyond what he had ever experienced in person. Uncle's pressure.
“No, I will make you lose your skin even if I die!”
From the moment this mysterious blood-robed god-transforming monk mercilessly killed the soul of Uncle Hu, who was also a god-transforming monk, the old man surnamed Cheng knew that he had no way out this time.
At this moment, facing the black and red fist several feet in size with the aura of death, the old man surnamed Cheng had a ferocious look on his face, and all his mana was poured into several ancient treasures that he had released before. In the magic weapon.
As the second elder of the Tianmo Sect, he is well-known in Dajin and has rich combat experience. As soon as he escaped from the center of the battlefield, he immediately released several powerful treasures to protect himself. .
At this moment, four or five magic weapons, including the black shield, the gray flag, the jade ring, and the golden bowl, suddenly erupted into various colors of light. They swelled in an instant and roared towards the fist that was coming with a rumble.
“Explosion!”
There was a loud shout, "bang", "bang", "bang"... there were loud noises one after another, and magic weapons exploded against the huge fist.
Black light, red light, and golden light intertwined together. The moment several ancient treasures and magic weapons exploded, they actually blocked the huge fist that was bombarding them.
Even so, the old man surnamed Cheng still had a gloomy look on his face. After all, this mysterious god-transformation monk not only killed a god-transformation soul in one move, but was also able to block several of his magic weapons. Self-destruction without breaking this magical power, you know that this person's method is really amazing.
At this moment, the old man surnamed Cheng opened his mouth without hesitation, and three black flying knives suddenly enlarged and hovered above his head in a flash. He patted the storage bag and revealed several sparkling ancient items. Treasures are placed all over the body.
“Hmph!”
At this moment, seeing that the old man surnamed Cheng actually wanted to use his treasures to resist the fist transformed from his blood-eating demonic flame magical power, the ancient demon clone sneered.
No other movements were seen on his part. The black-red fist that was temporarily blocked due to the aftermath of the explosion of the treasure suddenly retracted, became smaller in an instant and widened the distance. At the same time, it flashed away at a strange speed. The blast shattered the surrounding aftermath.
In the unbelievable eyes of the old man surnamed Cheng, at this moment, the black-red fist, which was only about ten feet in size, penetrated the heavy shield laid by the old man and suddenly exploded, with a series of strange black-red demons. The flames swept towards the old man.
"Ah..."
A shrill scream came from the center surrounded by the blood-eating demonic flames. Just when everyone thought that the old man surnamed Cheng would definitely die this time, the void In the middle, a black light suddenly broke away from the envelope of the blood-corrupting demonic flame.
More than twenty feet away, this black light revealed a figure. It turned out to be a two-inch black Nascent Soul. At this moment, this little Nascent Soul was wearing a mini black armor, holding a jet-black weapon in his two small hands. beads, with a look of fear and madness on his face.
“After all, this blood-eating demonic flame has not yet reached its peak!”
Seeing that this person was able to escape from the Nascent Soul with the help of several treasures and the black armor on his body, the ancient demon clone flashed past This thought.
The split soul that could easily kill Hu Lao Mo before was also because it was just a split soul with no treasure to protect it. It could only use magical powers. When it encountered one of the four major demon flames of the demon clan, The blood-eating demonic flames were naturally wiped out completely in one fell swoop.
But now, even though the old man named Cheng has other abilities, he still cannot escape death in the end.
Just when the ancient demon's clone was about to stretch out his fingers to kill this person's Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul of the old man surnamed Cheng let out a scream, flashed, and used the Nascent Soul teleportation technique to instantly shoot towards the ancient demon's clone. .
“Hey, be careful of the beads in this man’s arms!”
Lu Tiandu has been watching the battle nearby, not afraid of being affected at all. At this moment, his consciousness scanned the arms of the old man Yuanying. The big black beads on his fingers flashed with surprise, and he instantly conveyed the news to the ancient demon clone.
When you take a quick look at this black ball, its surface is dull and unremarkable.
However, if you look closely with your spiritual sense, you will find that there are gray-white mysterious runes looming on the surface of the ball. At the same time, if you look through it with your spiritual sense, you will find that there are masses of dark mist rolling inside the ball, and this is A huge stream of pure demonic energy seemed to be intertwined with some kind of water attribute thunder and lightning power.
This made Lu Tiandu suddenly think of everything about the Immortal-Destroying Pearl.
“Oh, you still want to die together with me, I don’t know whether to live or die!”
Looking at the black Nascent Soul that was shooting towards me, the ancient demon clone let out a cold expression and did not use escape techniques to avoid it. , suddenly opened his mouth and vomited.
A strange red thread flashed away, and just four feet away from the ancient demon's clone, a black Yuanying's crazy face instantly froze, and between Yuanying's eyebrows, a sharp red The sharp vertebra has penetrated the center of his eyebrows.
Before everyone could see what was happening, the black Yuanying standing in the air was rolled up by a red silk thread and disappeared instantly.
"This ancient demon's physical body really has its own magical powers!"
Seeing that the ancient demon's clone used its huge spiritual consciousness to instantly find the teleporting old man named Cheng Yuanying, and finally used his weird tongue ', killed it with one blow, and swallowed the Nascent Soul into his belly. Even Lu Tian was a little surprised.
Originally, he thought that the ancient demon clone would not use the blood escape technique to dodge, but would use the powerful recovery power of the 'immortal body' possessed by its own demon body to resist.
After all, a crudely made Lei Zhenzi cannot hurt the powerful body of an ancient demon at the peak of god transformation.
As a result, the old man surnamed Cheng, Nascent Soul, was already dead before he could activate the Immortal Destruction Bead with the help of his own self-destruction, leaving Lu Tiandu a little stunned.
The power of this ancient demon clone really exceeded his expectations in some aspects. He has not tested the limits of the ancient demon's immortal body yet, but even if a high-level monk can break the ancient demon's clone's demonic body, Lu Tiandu will not worry about the ancient demon's clone.
After all, when refining the ancient demon soul, it was the blood soul soul clone that was first refined. Blood spirit clones are born with immortality. As long as there is a drop of blood essence, they can be reborn. Without strange treasures like the dragon-marked black gold stick that can swallow blood, there is no way to restrain such magical powers.
In this way, I got an Immortal-Destroying Pearl for free, which is not bad. Moreover, the old man surnamed Cheng's own Yuanying is also a great tonic for the ancient demon clone. As long as it is refined, the ancient demon clone's strength can be restored a lot.
Looking at the calm sky in the blink of an eye, whether it was the Tutu people or the Mulan people, the monks looked shocked. It was obvious that they had not recovered from the battle that only lasted a few breaths. Come to your senses.
Not only was the soul of the god-transformation monk easily killed as soon as he appeared, but the second elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who was rich in treasures and had such a great reputation, also died under the attack of this mysterious god-transformation monk.
It really made everyone feel cold!
Is this the real god-transforming monk?
Killing two monks with one move is equivalent to the terrifying strength of the Yuan Dynasty monks?
What’s more frightening to everyone is that in the end Elder Cheng even killed the Nascent Soul without even using it to self-destruct?
This is the thought in the minds of most Nascent Soul cultivators present.
But in the distance, what made the ancient immortal master shrink his pupils and break out in cold sweat was that he had heard Elder Cheng hint before that he had a legendary treasure that could threaten the cultivators of the gods - the Immortal-Destroying Pearl. .
The black round bead held in Elder Cheng’s Nascent Soul’s arms should be the Immortal-Destroying Pearl in his mouth. In the end, Elder Cheng didn’t even have a chance to activate the Immortal-Destroying Pearl, and completely Being killed, how could the ancient great immortal master who was so confident before break into a cold sweat.
“Is God going to destroy our Tuwu tribe?”
Looking at the cold and ruthless blood-robed golden-faced figure in the sky, the ancient immortal master felt a bit more sad and regretful. , and then he really didn’t know how to meet the anger of this senior transformation god...
Just when the battlefield on Tianlan Grassland was in a strange silence.
The northwest of Shanxi Province is hundreds of millions of miles away.
At the junction of the two great states, there is a huge mountain range that stretches hundreds of thousands of miles. This is the famous Wuyue Mountains in the northwest of Shanxi Province.
There are countless dangerous peaks in the mountains, and the largest peak among them is tens of thousands of feet high! The upper half of this mountain peak is white, covered with snow that never melts all year round.
At the top of this mountain, there is a large piece of flat land dozens of miles wide, where huge palaces are built. There are countless pavilions and pavilions, and each one is extremely gorgeous and exquisite. They are all made of precious trees or rare jade in the world.
Moreover, the entire top of the mountain is protected by some large-scale forbidden area. Outside of the forbidden area, there is a whistling cold wind and a world of ice and snow, but inside the forbidden area, it is like spring all year round, and there are countless strange flowers and spiritual trees.
And among these palaces and terraces, there are some beautiful women with graceful figures, wearing various palace skirts, playing and having fun there, and from time to time they hear laughter like silver bells, which makes people listen. The mind is intoxicated.
If you take a closer look, you will find that there are many Jindan and Nascent Soul cultivators among these beautiful women. If an outsider sees them, they will naturally be extremely surprised.
After all, there are too many high-level female cultivators here.
This group of palaces, wrapped in many restrictions and resembling a paradise on earth, is Motuo Mountain, which very few people in the world of immortality in the Great Jin Dynasty know about, and there is one of these buildings on the mountain that everyone has heard of. The shocking name "Magic Palace".
The owner of the Demon Palace is one of the few remaining god-transforming monks in the Jin Dynasty, and it is also the secluded residence of Hu Qinglei, the supreme elder of the Tianmo Sect.
This demon master who once shocked the entire Jin Dynasty seven or eight hundred years ago and personally brought the Demon Sect to become the first demon sect is now in the largest hall of the Demon Palace. middle.
At the moment when the ancient demon's clone killed the soul of Hu Lao Mo, in a stone room in the demon palace where Hu Lao Mo usually used to retreat, an old man with a wooden crown and a sickly face appeared. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, holding his head and screaming.
A moment later, the old man with a wooden crown, who had a sickly look on his face, sat up straight, with a gloomy face and a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to devour others.
"Who is it? Who is this person? He killed one of my souls without saying a word?"
"Blood-robed and golden-faced, and he practices demonic skills. Who is he?"
The dark demonic energy around Hu Laomo's body was rolling endlessly, and his murmuring tone was full of strong murderous intent.
The last thing that came over from my own split soul was a simple picture - a huge black and red hand slapping down, and the split soul that I had worked hard to cultivate for hundreds of years disappeared.
"Okay! Okay! How many years have passed? It seems that I have not taken action all these years. Has someone finally stopped taking me seriously?"
Hu Laomo's eyes flickered, and in his mind Thinking back on the countless enemies he had killed.
The pure true demonic energy in the big black and red hands could not be faked, and could not be the work of other god-transforming monks he knew well. And although he has killed many people over the years, it seems that he has never gotten angry with other god-transforming monks in the Jin Dynasty.
Furthermore, there is a ‘God Transformation Agreement’ that everyone has spontaneously reached a consensus on, so it is impossible to suddenly kill one of his soul fragments.
After all, even if he loses this split soul now, it only takes ten or twenty years for him to regain as much strength as possible.
Several ancient formations have been set up in this demonic palace. As long as he does not leave the demonic palace, even other god-transformation monks cannot do anything to him.
There are not many demonic monks in the Jin Dynasty who can practice demonic skills to the point of transforming into gods, and apart from the monks who have been killed, there are even fewer survivors who have enmity with the Tianmo Sect. several people.
"Previously, I left this split soul with San'er for protection. I heard from San'er that Cheng Buxiu was going to Tianlan Grassland, so I borrowed this split soul. It seems that this split soul should have died in The Tianlan Grassland..."
"According to the last memory of the split soul, this beast used magical power to drive the vitality of the world. By doing this, is this person not afraid of wasting his energy?"
This is the doubt in Hu Lao Mo's mind.
Now that the world is undergoing drastic changes, it is impossible for even the god-transformation monks to take action with all their strength. After all, every time they take action with all their strength, they consume a lot of their own essence, and the loss of essence will directly cause a reduction in life span.
This is why Dajin and other god-transformation monks tried their best to maintain the mystery of the god-transformation monks, and worked out a ‘god-transformation agreement’ to negotiate and resolve some conflicts.
It was obvious that this person did not take the agreement between the cultivators of the gods to heart.
"Here comes someone!"
Thinking of this, Hu Laomo's heart sank. At this time, he first wanted to find out what happened over there with Cheng Buxiu.
(End of this chapter)