mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 812
At the same time, on the other side of the barren hill, a middle-aged monk in a blue shirt was suspended in the air, looking at the three Nascent Soul mid-stage monks who surrounded him, he sighed helplessly.

"It's really like this. There are no monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul. It's simple, but there are only three people. Isn't it a bit too contemptuous?"

When the three people around heard this, they laughed out of anger at the same time.

Three mid-stage Nascent Soul monks besieged a mid-stage Nascent Soul, and the besieged man still seemed to ignore them at all, how could this not make them feel angry.

"Okay! Let's see if your supernatural powers are as powerful as your mouth!" A white-haired old man in the lead sneered, flicked his sleeves, and more than ten white flying swords rushed out in a row, turning into more than ten swords in the air. The white giant sword roared and slashed at the middle-aged monk.

The other two, one of them was holding a black flag, and with a slight sway, thousands of black filaments shot out immediately.Two black skulls floated beside the other person, and after several magic formulas were played, they were magnified hundreds of times out of thin air, becoming as huge as a hill.With the opening of the huge mouth, two dark green phosphorous fires spewed out immediately.

The middle-aged monk did not dodge or dodge, and the surrounding area was filled with black mist, which instantly changed into thick black clouds covering the sky, with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The white-haired old man smiled coldly, and changed the spell in his hand. More than ten giant swords flashed white in an instant, and turned into more than ten white rainbows like dragons, rushing into the black clouds roaring.

The entire black cloud was instantly stirred up, and as the thousands of black filaments and two dark green phosphorous fires flew in, the surge became even more violent.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard triumphantly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that this guy is nothing more than that, the eighth level Flood Dragon Demon Pill will belong to him.

When he fused the two Ice Fire Demon Pills into one, the yin and yang merged and refined into a pill.With this elixir, which is comparable to the tenth-level demon pill, he will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck and advance to the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man suddenly glanced at his two companions vigilantly, and quietly distanced himself from them.

He was thinking about the demon pill on the middle-aged monk, so why wouldn't these two companions also miss the demon pill on him.

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man showed a little impatience on his face, and hurriedly urged the giant sword in the black cloud, but saw the black cloud above his head shrink suddenly, and the induction between him and the giant sword disappeared instantly!

The white-haired old man was taken aback, but before he could recover, a bad wind suddenly rose behind him!
A ferocious golden claw pierced through his dantian, crushing his Nascent Soul.

The white-haired old man's body fell powerlessly from the air, and only then did the other two see clearly what killed him.

What appeared in front of the two of them was a monster covered in green hair, with exposed fangs and a face like a skeleton!

One arm of this monster was covered with green hair, and five pitch-black nails grew several inches long, while the other arm was shiny golden and extremely smooth.It was this golden arm that tore apart the white-haired old man's protective light just now, without even giving him time to react.

"Hehehe... Two fellow Taoists, there is still time to leave now." The corpse refiner sneered, and then spit out words in a voice that was the same as that of the middle-aged monk just now.

"Corpse refining!" One of the young people in his twenties shouted in horror.

This is actually a powerful refining corpse of the mid-stage Nascent Soul!

They have been tracking this monster?How does it restrain its breath?He even managed to get involved in the exchange meeting!

"If the two of you don't leave, then I won't be polite." Corpse Lian said in a cold tone, thick black air suddenly escaped from all over his body, and at the same time he made a move with one hand, and a small black banner was already in his hand.

Then he took out another talisman paper and stuck it on his head with his backhand.

Accompanied by an earth-shattering dragon chant, a phantom of a crimson flood dragon with a length of more than a hundred feet rolled up in the air, and plunged headlong into the refined corpse.

Immediately, the corpse snarled, a layer of crimson scales appeared on its body out of thin air, its five fingers became thinner, and two small horns appeared on its head.

The image of this corpse refining has changed drastically, and the aura on his body has increased even more, reaching the peak of the mid-Yuanying period.

It smiled coldly at the two of them, exuding a strong corpse spirit.

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On the other side, inside the Ye family's mansion.

The 'Ancient Demon' meditated cross-legged in the room, with a yellow talisman emitting faint aura on his head, frowning slightly and asked, "Isn't it Han Li? Besides him, who else would come to collect the glare crystals?" This kind of material? If you want to use this kind of lie to deceive me, isn't it a little too naive?"

"Tsk! So you guys like to play multi-week games, and you really can't accept any changes. Who said that you must have glare crystals to refine puppets in the late stage of Nascent Soul?"

'Ancient Demon' frowned, and suddenly stood up.

At this moment, there was only a 'boom' in his ear!The mansion he was in was blasted with a big hole by a violent force.

Outside the cave, a middle-aged monk with a stiff face was looking at him coldly, exuding an incomparably powerful spiritual pressure from his body, not weaker than that of a late Nascent Soul monk.

"It's impossible..." the 'Ancient Demon' opened his eyes wide and muttered to himself.

"That's why Han Li doesn't have the ability to innovate at all!" Seeing the incarnation of the ancient demon disappearing in front of his eyes, Lu Yunze sighed and said with a sneer, "Who said you can only use glare crystals? Who said you can only use glare crystals?" Use Five Elements Jade? Even the Great Yan Lord dare not say that, how can you understand it better than the Great Yan Lord?"

"For more than 20 years, the accumulation of many puppet classics, isn't it enough for the two of us to push the entire design to a new one?"

"Participate in the auction, conflict with others, just to lure you into the bait!"

The face of the 'Ancient Demon' was distorted for a while, and a large amount of black magic energy suddenly radiated from the whole body, turning into an ancient demon with two heads and four arms!
At this moment, in his terrified eyes, the puppet of the late Yuanying stage turned his palm, and a feather fan shining with gold, silver, red, and yellow flames appeared in his palm, emitting an astonishing high temperature.

An imitation of Tongtian Lingbao, the Four Flame Fan!
'Hoo'!
In the late Yuanying period, the puppet raised the four-flame fan and swung it down violently.

The profound spiritual power comparable to that of a great monk in the late Yuanying period rushed inward, and in an instant, the sound of Fengming went straight to the sky!
A four-color firebird with a length of several feet emerged from the fan, spread its wings suddenly, and rushed straight to the opposite 'ancient demon'.

The 'Ancient Demon' only had time to stretch out his four arms to protect his body, and the next second, the four-color fire bird pounced on him.

The incomparably violent fire spiritual power erupted instantly!The whole Jinjing was shaken!

(End of this chapter)