Chapter 752
Turn against each other! Fight!
Feiying slashed with a knife.
The Fire Spirit Elder did not dodge or evade.
A terrifying aura burst out from his body.
He stretched out his hands and grabbed the sharp blade.
"Huh?"
Feiying was slightly startled.
"Hehehe, this elder has obtained the power of the Dead Country, and now he is invincible in the world!"
The Fire Spirit Elder had a ferocious face.
His eyes were full of madness and negative emotions.
It was obvious that his reason had been completely devoured.
"Since you are not poisoned, then this elder will use his true strength to kill you!"
A roar.
The Fire Spirit Elder's aura surged again.
He had reached the realm of virtual immortals.
The flame aura merged with the aura of the Dead Country, and actually formed a terrible force that could destroy the world.
Feiying's expression became even colder.
"You are a self-degrading person!"
She exerted her strength and pulled back the long knife.
Then he fought with the chief elder of the Fire Spirit Clan.
The two fought from the ground to the air.
The chief elder of the Fire Spirit Clan controlled the energy of the Fire Spirit, and his power was great.
Feiying held a knife in her hand, and the Crazy Dragon Aotian Sword Art bloomed with peerless brilliance.
For a while, the two fought evenly.
The Dark Saint on the ground frowned.
Feiying's strength was beyond his expectations.
The chief elder of the Fire Spirit Clan couldn't take her down.
In order to avoid more trouble.
The Dark Saint decided to join forces.
Just as he took a step.
A calm voice came from his ears.
"Take me to find the chief of the Fire Spirit Clan!"
The Dark Saint turned his head.
Tang Xuan was holding a glass of wine and drinking it slowly.
"Hehehe, go find it in hell!"
The Dark Saint waved his arms, and the cloak behind him rose.
The terrifying death aura burst out.
Then a palm came blasting.
The violent palm force tore the sky and split the earth.
Plus the terrible death energy.
This palm.
It was enough to crush the powerful immortals to pieces.
Tang Xuan raised his palm.
The light of Wanhua emerged.
It was the heart seal of the Bodhisattva seal.
Bang!
The palm power of the Dark Son poured onto the Wanhua Golden Dragon.
The golden Buddha light did not disappear.
Instead, it surged.
It wrapped the death energy and then melted.
"What..."
The pupils of the Dark Son shrank suddenly.
He used all his strength to hit the palm.
But he didn't even touch the corner of Tang Xuan's clothes.
How could this be possible!
There is only one answer.
Tang Xuan's strength far exceeds his.
"Good boy, you have a background, but you can't stop the pace of the Dead Country!"
The Dark Son said in a deep voice.
Tang Xuan shook his head and sighed.
"Quack!"
He changed his palm into a fist.
Then he punched.
No tricks, just a simple punch.
With the blessing of the immortal and demon body.
The power of this punch reached an incredible level.
With a bang.
The Dark Saint was blown away.
Rubbing the ground, a gully of a hundred feet was left.
The edge was full of blood.
"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"
With an angry roar, the Dark Saint got out of the mud.
At this moment, he.
No longer saw the unrestrained and calmness just now.
Half of his face was directly rubbed off, full of dazzling blood.
He looked indescribably embarrassed and terrible.
He burst out with terrible death energy all over his body.
Then he moved his hands.
A strange magic mirror slowly emerged above his head.
"You forced me to do this. You have no way to survive before the Death Mirror!"
The Dark Saint raised his hands high and poured all his strength into the magic mirror.
The magic mirror trembled slowly, and then aimed at Tang Xuan.
In the mirror, Tang Xuan's figure emerged.
But the strange thing was.
Tang Xuan in the mirror had an evil and crazy face.
It was like a collection of negative emotions.
Tang Xuan in reality suddenly felt a murderous and crazy feeling in his heart.
At the same time, his soul sea was churning, as if it was about to be sucked away by the magic mirror.
"Hehehe! Do you really think that this saint has no trump card?"
The dark saint grinned.
"This death magic mirror is a treasure made of the magic stone of the dead country!"
"It can infinitely magnify the sins and negative emotions in your heart!"
"Once you are illuminated, you will be swallowed by madness and become an empty shell! And your soul will be sealed in the death magic mirror forever!"
As the words were spoken, the death magic mirror emitted a dark magic light, wrapping Tang Xuan.
Negative emotions began to surge wildly.
The dark saint was triumphant and had a sure win.
"Oh, this magic mirror is quite interesting, but it will take 20,000 years to shake me!"
Tang Xuan smiled calmly.
The Dark Saint grinned.
"Pretend, keep pretending, I know you are panicking now!"
"It must be uncomfortable to be swallowed by negative emotions!"
"Come on,, kneel down, beg for mercy, become the slave of this Saint, and this Saint will let you live like a dog! "
Tang Xuan sighed.
"People, just can't be too blindly confident!"
He stood up slowly.
The immortal and demon Dao ring appeared above his head.
Boom!
The moment the Dao ring appeared, the world shook.
The Death Magic Mirror suspended in front of the Dark Saint suddenly trembled.
In the mirror, there was a sound of shattering.
I saw a huge crack appearing on the mirror surface.
"What, impossible! "
The eyes of the Dark Saint almost popped out.
This Death Mirror is the treasure of the Dead Country.
Even if a strong person in the Condensation Immortal Realm is illuminated by it, his soul will leave his body and fall into madness.
However, Tang Xuan was not affected.
He even shattered the Death Mirror with his own strength.
This power is too terrifying.
A panicked expression appeared in the eyes of the Dark Saint.
He began to retreat.
After taking two steps back, the Dark Saint suddenly stopped.
He was trapped in the void.
The Immortal Demon Dao Ring, which has the power to plunder everything, is here.
The Death Mirror broke away from the control of the Dark Saint.
It flew in front of Tang Xuan.
"I have a question, can you block the Death Mirror by yourself? "
Tang Xuan smiled.
Then the Death Mirror turned around and aimed at the Son of Darkness.
The power of immortals and demons poured into the mirror.
While tearing the soul power imprint apart, it had already controlled it.
Tang Xuan's power was so terrifying.
In an instant, the power of the Death Mirror was increased to the limit.
Boom!
A black beam of light burst out from the mirror.
It enveloped the Son of Darkness.
"Ahhh! "
The Dark Son held his head with both hands, as if he was possessed by a thousand poisons and in great pain.
In the mirror.
Another Dark Son slowly emerged.
The Dark Son in reality was twisted all over, and blood was gushing from his seven orifices.
Negative emotions were magnified to the limit.
It directly tore his soul sea apart.
In an instant, he had become an empty shell.
Bang!
The Death Mirror was already broken under Tang Xuan's breath.
It could no longer hold on at this moment.
It broke apart.
It also broke apart.
And the Dark Son's soul.
Plop!
The body without the soul.
Falling to dust.
Tang Xuan reached out and grabbed.
Grabbed from the broken mirror A group of residual souls.
This is the memory left by the Dark Saint.
Tang Xuan's soul swept.
He had finished reading.
His figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
When he appeared again.
There was a group of extremely haggard warriors behind him.
It was the imprisoned Fire Spirit Clan Chief and others.
Fortunately, Tang Xuan and Feiying arrived in time.
The Dark Saint and the Fire Spirit Clan's Great Elder had not had time to take action.
Although the Fire Spirit Clan Chief and others suffered some torture.
But they survived after all.
Tang Xuan took out the elixir for them to take.
Soon they recovered their strength.
After recovering from their injuries, hatred surged in everyone's hearts.
"Kill! "
In the roar of anger.
The Fire Spirit tribe drowned the warriors of the Dead Country.
In the void.
The Fire Spirit tribe elder who lost his support was also cut in half by Feiying's sword.
When he fell.
Relief and regret finally emerged in his eyes.
One wrong step, all wrong steps.
Perhaps falling into darkness was not the original intention of the Fire Spirit tribe elder.
But the road has been wrong.
He must bear the corresponding consequences.
So far!
The Fire Spirit tribe has recovered!
