Chapter 126 Another Sorcerer with No Eyes Comes!
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San Ye Hu
Shuiyun Peak.
blah blah blah!
The footsteps were clear.
The young man who made this sound was thin, but tall, and looked like a bamboo pole.
Wearing an orange Taoist robe with red auspicious dragons dotted on the Taoist robe, a jade pendant and a small sparkling gold star hanging on his waist.
After walking for three more steps, the sound of the young man's footsteps stopped abruptly, and then his figure disappeared in place.
call out!call out!call out!
Three figures flew out from not far away, looking at the empty ground, they all felt indignant.
"Damn! Why didn't this Saint Feixuan play his cards according to common sense? He just ran away?"
"Could it be that our tracking was discovered?"
"Damn! In addition to this time, I have lost him nine times. If this continues, it is better to choose other targets."
Suddenly, there was a "plop" sound, and one of the three people at the back was being trampled into the ground by the Saint Feixuan who had disappeared earlier.
The other two reacted immediately, looked at Saint Feixuan, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were open and they were gasping, obviously fearful.
One of them suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly: "Saint Feixuan, we are monks of the magic way. If you kill us, the triumphant demon saint will come immediately, and then you will be unable to fly even if you have wings."
Saint Feixuan smiled lightly, with the corners of his mouth raised a little, looking calm and unhurried.
But in the next moment, the magic monk below suddenly exerted strength and quickly lifted up from the ground, making him look a little unstable, and he lost his mastery.
In response to this, after regaining his stability, the sage Feixuan who made a fool of himself raised his leg towards the monk below and stomped it down hard.
Boom boom boom!
The entire Shuiyun Peak was pierced for thousands of meters. Based on his spiritual knowledge and his feelings about the surroundings, Saint Feixuan knew that this demon cultivator had completely lost the ability to fight and was not far from death!
"you......"
The remaining two mage monks gritted their white teeth, showing ferocious faces, but they looked more like fear.
Because when they followed, they thought that there would be no casualties.
After all, the current magic way is so powerful, if you attack the magic way monks in this space, you will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the magic way outside.
Those who are a little bit smarter will take the initiative to hand over the little Jinxing after meeting the monks of the magic way.
Saint Feixuan looked coldly at the two demon monks who were at the peak of the ninth level of the Venerable Realm. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he had to get rid of them as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, he drew out his saber, and immediately slashed at the two demonic monks.
The sword light is surrounded by bursts of electric sparks, and the arc is shining like a rainbow in the sky, exuding a mystical colorful light, surging, extraordinary momentum, and containing the terrifying sword power that is invincible.
Naturally, the two demon monks whose cultivation level was lower than that of Feixuan Saint naturally chose to run away at the first time.
But still slow!
In other words, Saint Feixuan's sword light attacked so fast that the two demonic monks only had time to react, but they couldn't dodge in time.
Just as the two demonic monks thought they would die, a purple-black figure appeared in front of them, gathering their mana with both hands, and waved it at the one in front of them.
A huge purple-black palm was formed in an instant, exuding monstrous magic power, extremely powerful.
It's just that under the light of the sword, it was split into two halves.
The visitor realized the power of Saint Feixuan, so he immediately swung his other hand away, with veins popping all over his body, and he used the strong magic power in his body without any reservation.
In this way, a pair of purple-black giant palms were able to accept this move, but they were also restricted from moving.
However, Saint Feixuan is also restricted, unless he no longer exerts mana on this sword light.
But in that case, Saint Feixuan must launch the spell again as quickly as possible, and it must be a more powerful spell.
Otherwise, it is better to choose to escape to the distance.
"Tsk! Ancient You Demon Saint, why are you so weak compared to 100 years ago?" Saint Feixuan sneered mercilessly.
Guyou Demon Sage stared at Saint Feixuan with eyes like purple fire, and what he saw was a relaxed expression, which showed that Saint Feixuan hadn't exerted his full strength yet.
Obviously, this guy wasn't his opponent 100 years ago.
This shows that Feixuan Saint has gained a lot of opportunities in the past 100 years.
"Saint Feixuan, I know that you don't want to be an enemy of the Demonic Dao, so you leave now, and the incident of attacking the Demonic Taoist monks has never happened."
Ancient You Demon Saint knows that only by being alive can he have everything.
So, as long as you don't violate the bottom line, you can agree to Saint Feixuan.
The corner of Saint Feixuan's mouth raised a lot, and said: "Hehe! If you kill you, wouldn't you know that the way of magic is different?"
"Jie Jie! It seems that you are really stupid. When we attack, we will naturally tell other monks of the demonic way that we are really going to be killed by you. After you go out, you will definitely be hunted down by the immortal demons." Guyou Demon Sage laughed road.
Saint Feixuan's face darkened. Under normal circumstances, he really chose to leave.
But the Demonic Daoist monk destroyed the faction he belonged to—Heavenly Court. If he hadn't retreated outside, he would definitely have been taken over at that time.
In addition, he was hunted down by the Demon Dao and the Dragon Palace forces before.
Therefore, if he didn't kill Guyou Mosheng and other demonic monks, he would still be hunted down after he went out. Naturally, he might as well kill a few more demonic monks to avenge the countless monks in the heavenly court.
Without any further hesitation, Saint Feixuan no longer sent mana to Jianguang in front of him.
Seeing the sword light disappearing under his giant palms, Guyou Demon Sage was overjoyed.
But the next moment, when he saw Saint Feixuan waving his sword and condensing a stronger sword power, he realized that Saint Feixuan was planning to kill them all.
At this time, it is useless to communicate verbally.
Therefore, Guyou Demon Sage waved his hands and sent two demon monks flying, shouting: "Run! Then find a demon monk who can avenge me."
"It's really touching!" A touched expression appeared on the handsome face of Saint Feixuan.
Guyou Demon Sage chose to break the queen, not because he wanted to choose, but because if he continued to be the queen, no magic monk could escape.
At that time, no one will take the news out to avenge them.
"But I hate the hypocritical behavior of you magic monks the most."
Saint Feixuan's face turned ferocious in an instant, and the sword in his hand slashed at the two demon monks who were blown away twice.
Realizing that this is a good opportunity, Ancient You Demon Sage waved his palms and attacked Feixuan Saint.
A pair of purple-black giant palm phantoms will soon hit Saint Feixuan.
However, Saint Feixuan swung out another sword, which was stronger than every previous sword, and instantly shattered a pair of giant purple-black palms emitting monstrous power.
"Peak cultivation at the ninth level of the Saint Realm? How is this possible? You were clearly at the peak of the fifth level of the Saint Realm 100 years ago!"
In 100 years, except for the Holy Son, it is basically impossible for any monk to improve the cultivation base of the fourth level.
Even his kind of arrogance, relying on countless natural talents and earth treasures, has only raised his cultivation level by two levels.
Saint Feixuan did not reply, he felt that it was useless to say this to a dying person.
At this moment, three consecutive bangs sounded.
Saint Feixuan found that the three sword lights he released had disappeared inexplicably!
Taking a closer look, standing next to Guyou Mosheng was a handsome young man in a purple robe with blue dragons dotted on his clothes, exuding magic power.
"Here comes another sorcerer who doesn't have long eyes!"
Dare to say these words, the Saint Feixuan obviously hasn't used his full strength yet.
But this is also normal. It is a shame to use all your strength to deal with a group of young people.
Ancient You Demon Sage looked at Xiao Yao, his face was filled with joy besides the astonishment.
As the arrogance of the demonic forces, he naturally heard that Lord Shengzi's cultivation has been promoted to the peak of the ninth level of the Saint Realm.
Therefore, there is no doubt that Saint Feixuan will die today.
Xiao Yao didn't act in a hurry, but with a big wave of his hand, the monk who was driven into the mountain was teleported to him by space.
After a closer look, he still breathed a sigh of relief, but his whole body was like a puddle of mud, his muscles and bones were all shattered, and his dantian was even crippled.
But for him, as long as he is alive, he will not die.
The Immortal Art of Eternal Life is launched!
The red-gold gas was injected into the body of this demonic monk, and at the same time Xiao Yao looked at Saint Feixuan, and said coldly: "How do you want to die?"
"You are the one who died!" Saint Feixuan yelled, without any thought of martial ethics, he just slammed his sword at Xiao Yao with all his strength.
This sword surpassed any previous sword, and its power swept across a radius of one hundred thousand miles. All the existences below the Saint Realm trembled and did not dare to move.
Seeing this, Ancient You Demon Sage shouted, "Master Shengzi, be careful!"
blah blah blah!
The footsteps were clear.
The young man who made this sound was thin, but tall, and looked like a bamboo pole.
Wearing an orange Taoist robe with red auspicious dragons dotted on the Taoist robe, a jade pendant and a small sparkling gold star hanging on his waist.
After walking for three more steps, the sound of the young man's footsteps stopped abruptly, and then his figure disappeared in place.
call out!call out!call out!
Three figures flew out from not far away, looking at the empty ground, they all felt indignant.
"Damn! Why didn't this Saint Feixuan play his cards according to common sense? He just ran away?"
"Could it be that our tracking was discovered?"
"Damn! In addition to this time, I have lost him nine times. If this continues, it is better to choose other targets."
Suddenly, there was a "plop" sound, and one of the three people at the back was being trampled into the ground by the Saint Feixuan who had disappeared earlier.
The other two reacted immediately, looked at Saint Feixuan, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were open and they were gasping, obviously fearful.
One of them suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly: "Saint Feixuan, we are monks of the magic way. If you kill us, the triumphant demon saint will come immediately, and then you will be unable to fly even if you have wings."
Saint Feixuan smiled lightly, with the corners of his mouth raised a little, looking calm and unhurried.
But in the next moment, the magic monk below suddenly exerted strength and quickly lifted up from the ground, making him look a little unstable, and he lost his mastery.
In response to this, after regaining his stability, the sage Feixuan who made a fool of himself raised his leg towards the monk below and stomped it down hard.
Boom boom boom!
The entire Shuiyun Peak was pierced for thousands of meters. Based on his spiritual knowledge and his feelings about the surroundings, Saint Feixuan knew that this demon cultivator had completely lost the ability to fight and was not far from death!
"you......"
The remaining two mage monks gritted their white teeth, showing ferocious faces, but they looked more like fear.
Because when they followed, they thought that there would be no casualties.
After all, the current magic way is so powerful, if you attack the magic way monks in this space, you will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the magic way outside.
Those who are a little bit smarter will take the initiative to hand over the little Jinxing after meeting the monks of the magic way.
Saint Feixuan looked coldly at the two demon monks who were at the peak of the ninth level of the Venerable Realm. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he had to get rid of them as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, he drew out his saber, and immediately slashed at the two demonic monks.
The sword light is surrounded by bursts of electric sparks, and the arc is shining like a rainbow in the sky, exuding a mystical colorful light, surging, extraordinary momentum, and containing the terrifying sword power that is invincible.
Naturally, the two demon monks whose cultivation level was lower than that of Feixuan Saint naturally chose to run away at the first time.
But still slow!
In other words, Saint Feixuan's sword light attacked so fast that the two demonic monks only had time to react, but they couldn't dodge in time.
Just as the two demonic monks thought they would die, a purple-black figure appeared in front of them, gathering their mana with both hands, and waved it at the one in front of them.
A huge purple-black palm was formed in an instant, exuding monstrous magic power, extremely powerful.
It's just that under the light of the sword, it was split into two halves.
The visitor realized the power of Saint Feixuan, so he immediately swung his other hand away, with veins popping all over his body, and he used the strong magic power in his body without any reservation.
In this way, a pair of purple-black giant palms were able to accept this move, but they were also restricted from moving.
However, Saint Feixuan is also restricted, unless he no longer exerts mana on this sword light.
But in that case, Saint Feixuan must launch the spell again as quickly as possible, and it must be a more powerful spell.
Otherwise, it is better to choose to escape to the distance.
"Tsk! Ancient You Demon Saint, why are you so weak compared to 100 years ago?" Saint Feixuan sneered mercilessly.
Guyou Demon Sage stared at Saint Feixuan with eyes like purple fire, and what he saw was a relaxed expression, which showed that Saint Feixuan hadn't exerted his full strength yet.
Obviously, this guy wasn't his opponent 100 years ago.
This shows that Feixuan Saint has gained a lot of opportunities in the past 100 years.
"Saint Feixuan, I know that you don't want to be an enemy of the Demonic Dao, so you leave now, and the incident of attacking the Demonic Taoist monks has never happened."
Ancient You Demon Saint knows that only by being alive can he have everything.
So, as long as you don't violate the bottom line, you can agree to Saint Feixuan.
The corner of Saint Feixuan's mouth raised a lot, and said: "Hehe! If you kill you, wouldn't you know that the way of magic is different?"
"Jie Jie! It seems that you are really stupid. When we attack, we will naturally tell other monks of the demonic way that we are really going to be killed by you. After you go out, you will definitely be hunted down by the immortal demons." Guyou Demon Sage laughed road.
Saint Feixuan's face darkened. Under normal circumstances, he really chose to leave.
But the Demonic Daoist monk destroyed the faction he belonged to—Heavenly Court. If he hadn't retreated outside, he would definitely have been taken over at that time.
In addition, he was hunted down by the Demon Dao and the Dragon Palace forces before.
Therefore, if he didn't kill Guyou Mosheng and other demonic monks, he would still be hunted down after he went out. Naturally, he might as well kill a few more demonic monks to avenge the countless monks in the heavenly court.
Without any further hesitation, Saint Feixuan no longer sent mana to Jianguang in front of him.
Seeing the sword light disappearing under his giant palms, Guyou Demon Sage was overjoyed.
But the next moment, when he saw Saint Feixuan waving his sword and condensing a stronger sword power, he realized that Saint Feixuan was planning to kill them all.
At this time, it is useless to communicate verbally.
Therefore, Guyou Demon Sage waved his hands and sent two demon monks flying, shouting: "Run! Then find a demon monk who can avenge me."
"It's really touching!" A touched expression appeared on the handsome face of Saint Feixuan.
Guyou Demon Sage chose to break the queen, not because he wanted to choose, but because if he continued to be the queen, no magic monk could escape.
At that time, no one will take the news out to avenge them.
"But I hate the hypocritical behavior of you magic monks the most."
Saint Feixuan's face turned ferocious in an instant, and the sword in his hand slashed at the two demon monks who were blown away twice.
Realizing that this is a good opportunity, Ancient You Demon Sage waved his palms and attacked Feixuan Saint.
A pair of purple-black giant palm phantoms will soon hit Saint Feixuan.
However, Saint Feixuan swung out another sword, which was stronger than every previous sword, and instantly shattered a pair of giant purple-black palms emitting monstrous power.
"Peak cultivation at the ninth level of the Saint Realm? How is this possible? You were clearly at the peak of the fifth level of the Saint Realm 100 years ago!"
In 100 years, except for the Holy Son, it is basically impossible for any monk to improve the cultivation base of the fourth level.
Even his kind of arrogance, relying on countless natural talents and earth treasures, has only raised his cultivation level by two levels.
Saint Feixuan did not reply, he felt that it was useless to say this to a dying person.
At this moment, three consecutive bangs sounded.
Saint Feixuan found that the three sword lights he released had disappeared inexplicably!
Taking a closer look, standing next to Guyou Mosheng was a handsome young man in a purple robe with blue dragons dotted on his clothes, exuding magic power.
"Here comes another sorcerer who doesn't have long eyes!"
Dare to say these words, the Saint Feixuan obviously hasn't used his full strength yet.
But this is also normal. It is a shame to use all your strength to deal with a group of young people.
Ancient You Demon Sage looked at Xiao Yao, his face was filled with joy besides the astonishment.
As the arrogance of the demonic forces, he naturally heard that Lord Shengzi's cultivation has been promoted to the peak of the ninth level of the Saint Realm.
Therefore, there is no doubt that Saint Feixuan will die today.
Xiao Yao didn't act in a hurry, but with a big wave of his hand, the monk who was driven into the mountain was teleported to him by space.
After a closer look, he still breathed a sigh of relief, but his whole body was like a puddle of mud, his muscles and bones were all shattered, and his dantian was even crippled.
But for him, as long as he is alive, he will not die.
The Immortal Art of Eternal Life is launched!
The red-gold gas was injected into the body of this demonic monk, and at the same time Xiao Yao looked at Saint Feixuan, and said coldly: "How do you want to die?"
"You are the one who died!" Saint Feixuan yelled, without any thought of martial ethics, he just slammed his sword at Xiao Yao with all his strength.
This sword surpassed any previous sword, and its power swept across a radius of one hundred thousand miles. All the existences below the Saint Realm trembled and did not dare to move.
Seeing this, Ancient You Demon Sage shouted, "Master Shengzi, be careful!"
