Demon Exchange

Chapter 392 Rolling
Those two men were neither advancing nor retreating.

The one with silver hair in the front is about 47 years old, and the one with long black hair is younger and in his thirties...

The black long-haired man suppressed his voice and said: "Senior brother, this person can easily kill junior brother, and his cultivation level may be above Jindan!"

The silver-haired man's face was a little ugly: "Calm down, your senior brother, I am already at the Nascent Soul stage. This person is young, no matter how powerful he is, he will not exceed the Nascent Soul stage... A journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. Retiring, we will plant demons in our hearts once we retreat, and we will practice a fart in the future..."

There seemed to be ripples of light in his eyes, and he looked at Ning Qiu coldly: "Your Excellency hurt my junior brother's life, how can this be solved!"

Jiang Wei became more courageous after following Ning Qiu for a long time. She saw the girl who was being carried by the round-faced man fell to the ground, and hurried over to help her up. Only then did she realize that it was Shen Yizhu, but for some reason, she had consciousness. , but his whole body is so limp that he can't use any strength!
Ning Qiu put his index finger on the back of Shen Yizhu's neck to sense it.

Discovered that there is a trace of power wandering in its veins, constantly absorbing its energy to strengthen itself...

Use a little force to disperse the power...

Shen Yizhu felt that her strength was recovering rapidly, and she felt horrified and guilty at the same time. What was horrified was that Ning Qiu actually possessed the same legendary spells as those three people. What made her feel ashamed was that they were hosting a banquet on the boat, and she was taken away by three uninvited guests. Getting to the boat wreaks havoc on the atmosphere...

She lowered her head and blushed: "I'm sorry, I'm so useless..."

Ning Qiu hummed: "It doesn't matter, it's a good thing to realize your own shortcomings."

Shen Yizhu: "?"

Under Ning Qiu's gesture, Jiang Wei took Shen Yizhu to a chair beside her and sat down.

Ning Qiu snapped his fingers, and the body of the round-faced man on the ground was instantly burned up by the raging fire. Before the smoke had time to spread, it was blown out of the cabin by a gust of wind, leaving nothing... Otherwise, the room would be full of ashes Machine and smoke, who can eat cake...

He frowned and said, "It's a thief to come uninvited, give me a reason to keep you alive..."

There was a trace of anger in the eyes of the silver-haired man, and he said with a suppressed voice: "Although your Excellency's cultivation is extraordinary, it is not enough to be arrogant and domineering... You must know that in this world, the most frequent One thing is that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky, you can know it!"

He took a step forward, and the strong aura on his body erupted wildly!
The wind is raging!

Under power perception!

Ning Qiu found that the silver-haired young man's strength value actually exceeded one thousand, approaching around one thousand and two, almost catching up with him!

He smiled and said: "It seems that you are not used to cherishing opportunities, what a pity!"

Five-finger grip, five-element spiritual art!

There was a faint sound of waves outside, and something was wrong. The silver-haired man seemed to sense it, his figure flashed, and he shouted: "Quickly avoid it!"

Dragon, a huge dragon formed by seawater rushed into the cabin and opened its mouth full of fangs to bite the two of them. The silver-haired man had a premonition of danger and avoided it first, but the black-haired man was a step too late, so he held up a jade talisman and pinched it. Broken: "Break the law!" The translucent golden mask opened instantly, and the water dragon's teeth bit on it, holding the golden mask and the sweaty black long-haired man in his mouth and exiting the cabin...

The silver-haired man's face was gloomy: "My junior brother has a law-breaking jade talisman bestowed by his master. You, a water dragon, want to be presumptuous!"

Ning Qiu squeezed with five fingers: "Sounds very powerful..."

On the deck outside the cabin, the water dragon held the man's golden mask with long black hair in its mouth and threw it up and down like a dragon playing with a pearl. Suddenly, its upper and lower teeth snapped together hard, and cracks appeared on the golden mask!The black long-haired man's face turned pale. He still dared not let go of the seal with both hands, and the golden mask was supported by mana...

clap clap clap...

The golden mask was full of cracks, and it cracked open with a bang!

The man with long black hair opened his eyes and said, "Brother, save me!"

The fangs of the water dragon pierced its body, and it was torn into countless pieces of meat as it danced on the sea surface and sprinkled into the sea...

The smell of blood is believed to attract a group of predatory creatures from the bottom of the sea soon...

Hearing the screams of his junior brother and the disappearance of his breath, the silver-haired man glared at Ning Qiu, flicked his sleeves, and a white light shot out from the sleeves and hit the center of his eyebrows!With a clang, the white light stopped one meter away from Ning Qiu. It turned out to be a snow-white dagger, the tip of which pierced into a half-discovered phantom shield, before entering less than three inches...

Ning Qiu: "The road to Huangquan is cold, and it's very lonely without one's company...you should hurry up."

He paused for a moment: "It's wrong, it's wrong, they can't go to Huangquan, they can only enter here!" With a glass bottle in his left hand, he chanted the spell silently, and the souls of the dead round-faced man and black-haired man were sucked into it!

The silver-haired man's heart skipped a beat, he felt a crisis!
very strong...

Raising Yuan Ying's initial cultivation base to the extreme, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "My Divine Sword Sect is not a small sect, there are many masters and great powers sitting in it, you are looking for a dead end..." Clasped hands Fa Jue, the dagger flew upside down and stopped in front of him, with a strong step on his right foot, the dagger split into two, two into four, four into eight, densely packed with daggers in the blink of an eye...

Several bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes: "Wan Jian Fu Mo!"

Bailaidao's dagger turned into white light and rained down on Ning Qiu. If you were an ordinary person, you would be turned into meat in an instant!
Ning Qiu rolled his eyes quickly, showing a disappointed look: "I don't like liars very much. They only have 120 four-way swords, but they insist on lying to me that they are ten thousand swords to subdue demons. For a dishonest person like you, it will be a disaster if you keep it." World, die..."

With a thought in his mind, the phantom shield of the seven layers of Shalar quickly pressed back against the hundreds of daggers, and instantly wrapped the silver-haired man like a tailor-made coffin!In the West, there is a torture device called the iron maiden. This torture device looks like a standing coffin, usually looks like a girl, and it can be flipped back and forth like a cabinet!Such a prison with a beautiful name is full of long iron thorns inside. When using it, send the prisoner in, and then slowly close the lid, then the iron thorns on the bottom and inside the lid will be stabbed in 360 degrees without dead ends. into the flesh and blood of the prisoner...

Although the iron spikes are long, they will not penetrate the prisoner completely, because this is a torture tool, not a murder tool!
Prisoners can't lie down or sit down in the torture apparatus. They can only stand stiffly to experience the pain from all directions. The blood is blocked by iron spikes and can only flow slowly. Usually, they will die after being tortured for seven days and seven nights...

The situation of the silver-haired man at this time is exactly the same as being imprisoned in the Iron Maiden and being tortured, using his own magic weapon!
Blood was flowing all over his body, biting and undoing the spell, the hundred-odd dagger was restored into one, pierced at the back, and it was hard to reach with his hands, and with the phantom shield holding it firmly, he couldn't even turn around. not!If he didn't move again, he would be pierced through the back of his heart and die. His heart swelled, and he forcibly controlled the short sword, wow... blood spattered!
(End of this chapter)