Wonderland

Chapter 315
The magic light shrank into the purple-haired young man's right hand, and the magic light dissipated. The soul of the old man surnamed Hao had been compressed to the size of a fist, floating above the purple-haired young man's right palm.

The sound of pleading and begging for mercy came from the ball of light, but the purple-haired young man glanced at the ball of light with a mischievous expression on his face, and then stuffed the ball of light straight into his mouth.

There was a shrill scream, and then it stopped abruptly. The purple-haired youth chewed a couple of mouthfuls lightly, and then swallowed, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Xiao Lin and the others who watched this scene were horrified. Demon cultivators practiced magic skills. In the final analysis, they were just different from immortal cultivators, but the purple-haired youth in front of them had almost entered the path of demons.

Only a very small number of demons will strengthen their own cultivation by devouring the monk's soul, which can be described as extremely evil.

As long as this kind of magic power that devours the monk's soul to nourish one's own soul, as long as it appears in the cultivation world, it will basically be chased and intercepted by a large number of immortal cultivators, and in the end, it will most likely not escape the end of being completely exterminated.

After the purple-haired young man devoured the soul of the old man surnamed Hao, he seemed to have done a trivial thing, nothing unusual at all, and after doing all this, he stood with his hands behind his back again, without any further action.

The strong man and the last slender monk looked at each other, and they both saw the ugly expression on the other's face. The last gray-robed man was rushing towards them with a grin on his face.

The whole body was covered with human faces, and the scalp of the people who looked at it was numb.

The burly man looked at the purple-haired youth with fear on his face, and then drove his spiritual weapon, the flying sword, to shoot at the gray-robed man.

At the same time, he was thinking in a hurry, the remaining gray-robed man, the two of them definitely wanted to kill him, otherwise even if they wanted to escape, under the swift speed of the gray-robed man, It is also impossible.

And once the two of them beheaded the gray-robed man, he was still hesitant on whether to run away. It wasn't because he was out of kindness and wanted to continue to complete the task assigned by Chiyang Patriarch.

Anyway, even if I can't complete the task, Chiyang patriarch will not kill them straight away, besides, Chiyang patriarch has already left behind. Take it down.

The only thing he was worried about was that once the two of them beheaded the last gray-robed man, would the purple-haired youth take action himself?And will my Senior Sister Zhu make a move to stop him?
These are all uncertain factors. What he thinks now is not to get the innate demon stone, but how to keep his own life is the fundamental.

He naturally didn't want to put his own life in the hands of others, so he was almost certain that once he killed the last gray-robed man, the purple-haired youth would definitely take action.

Thinking of this, a chill flashed in the strong man's eyes. He slapped the glove bag on his waist, and a hexagonal shield with a faint blue light floated out of it.

Floating beside him, spinning constantly.

"Junior Brother Gongsun, you block him temporarily, and I will use my secret technique to kill him in one fell swoop."

That "Junior Brother Gongsun" heard the words, no doubt about him, agreed, and then drove the magic weapon to fight with the last gray-robed man.

After this fight, that "Junior Brother Gongsun" had already figured out the characteristics of the person controlled by the accused spirit demon skill, approached him with swift speed, and then cast the spirit control energy.

As long as he is a little careless, he will be charged with the intrusion of spirit and devil energy into his body, and it will be difficult for gods to save him.

Therefore, when he was fighting with the gray-robed man, he would deliberately keep a distance away, and there was always a cyan light around him, which was emitted from a lamp-shaped magic weapon above his head.

This soul-protecting lamp is a low-level spiritual weapon, which he acquired at a great price. It can not only block the attacks of ordinary spiritual weapons, but most importantly, it can also defend against magical attacks.

Some magic arts are tangible and intangible, and kill enemies invisible and without trace. The magic power of controlling spirit is this kind of magic art. Big loss.

After all, ordinary shield-like instruments can't stop the spirit-controlling magic energy at all, and as long as it penetrates the body once, it is basically hopeless.

This is also the fundamental reason why he can survive until now, but the spirit-controlling devil energy can switch between reality and reality. Although he can resist the devil energy entering his body, it is not easy to kill the gray-robed man.

Seeing that his "Junior Brother Gongsun" really blocked the gray-robed man's attack for him, the strong man showed a gleam of joy, and then he put one palm on his chest, and began to sound obscure spells from his mouth.

A cyan ball of light the size of a thumb appeared in front of him, and it expanded rapidly, becoming the size of a fist in the blink of an eye.

The surface of the light cluster also began to appear tiny cyan lightning, densely packed, almost enveloping the entire light cluster.

Xiao Lin, who was more than ten feet away, had a surprised expression on his face when he heard the "crackling" sound of lightning. The thunder light became louder and louder with the sound of the strong man's spell, and the lightning energy contained in it became larger and larger. .

The energy contained in it even made Xiao Lin vigilant.

However, Xiao Lin didn't take any action. Even if the strong man really threw the thunder ball at him, he could completely dodge it with the magic flash.

Moreover, Xiao Lin didn't think that the thunder ball that the strong man worked so hard to condense was to deal with him. His biggest threat now was naturally the last gray-robed man and the purple-haired youth.

What Xiao Lin is most afraid of at the moment is precisely the young man with purple hair. The young man with purple hair gives him an unfathomable and profound feeling, which he has never felt from a foundation-building monk.

This made him full of vigilance, and their mission this time was to kill the purple-haired youth. Thinking of the five major sects, they each carefully selected a disciple of the foundation period, just to kill the purple-haired youth alone.

You don't need to think about it to know that this purple-haired young man is definitely not simple. You must know that Lin Xueying alone is definitely not something that ordinary foundation-building Dzogchen monks can deal with.

Therefore, before getting Lin Xueying's order to attack the purple-haired youth, Xiao Lin had no plans to act.

The obscure sound of incantations was very clear on the top of the mountain. The thunder ball in front of the strong man was already the size of a washbasin, and the tiny lightning was as thick as a finger.

And Xiao Lin noticed that the face of the strong man also began to turn pale. Obviously, the price he paid for this secret technique was not small.

After a while, the thunder ball in front of the strong man had reached an extremely terrifying level, with a diameter of Zhang Xu, and the flashing lightning light on it was as thick as a baby's arm.

At this moment, the strong man's face was pale and frightening, and his forehead was covered with sweat, but there was a sneer on his face. It was obvious that the secret technique was almost completed, and he was not afraid of being interrupted midway.

The purple-haired young man glanced at the strong man with a cold expression, and had no intention of making a move, and his expression was even less disturbed, as if he hadn't seen the huge thunderball.

The obscure sound of incantations stopped abruptly, and then the strong man patted the pouch on his waist lightly, and a talisman with a faint golden aura flew out from it.

Seeing the wind ignite, the talisman burst out with streaks of golden light, and the gray-robed man happened to pounce in front of that "Junior Brother Gongsun", his body full of spirit-controlling demonic energy, enveloping him from all directions.

That Junior Brother Gongsun's face was pale, but he didn't show a look of panic. He was obviously full of confidence in the blue light beam that was cast by the soul-protecting lamp above his head.

With the protection of the soul-protecting lamp, he is not afraid of the gray-robed man's spirit-controlling demon energy, but it is basically impossible for him to kill the gray-robed man.

At this time, streaks of golden light criss-crossed and came in front of him and the gray-robed man. In his surprised eyes, these golden lights combined into a huge golden cage, enveloping him and the gray-robed man.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Senior Brother Fang, what are you doing?" There was a lot of anger in his tone.

The brawny man acted as if he hadn't heard it. He saw his junior brother and the gray-robed man covered by the Dzogchen-level elementary spell "Golden Light Prisoner", and his face showed a gleam of joy.

Almost without thinking, the brawny man unleashed a burst of mana and pushed the golden light cage towards the purple-haired youth.

There was a sneer on the corner of the purple-haired youth's mouth, but his body remained motionless, allowing the golden light cage to fly to a position less than three feet in front of him.

Seeing that the purple-haired young man was so supportive, the strong man couldn't help but have a ferocious smile on his face: "Since you don't know how to live or die, let me give you a ride."

The huge thunder ball in front of him suddenly turned into a blue rainbow and shot towards the purple-haired youth.

"Fang Tiancheng, you even plotted against me. Even if I turn into a ghost, I will never let you go." Now, how could that slender disciple of the ancient Xuanzong not know that he was betrayed by his senior brother.

This made him so angry that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then cursed loudly.

But being trapped by the "Golden Light Cage", it is impossible to break through it in a short time, and my Senior Brother Fang deliberately sent out the Wood-Shaking Lightning Ball. Although the casting speed of this secret technique is relatively slow, It seems a bit tasteless.

However, once it is released, the power is surprisingly great. Even if an ordinary foundation cultivator is in the Dzogchen realm, under this regretful wood thunder light ball, he will drink his hatred on the spot, and he will die on the spot.

Moreover, this secret technique is a powerful group attack technique. Once it bursts open, the surrounding area of ​​more than ten feet will be covered by its power.

After throwing the Regret Wood Lightning Ball, the strong man didn't hesitate at all, turned around and turned into a blue light, flying towards the crack where he came, unexpectedly wanting to escape.

"Boom~" When the thunder light was still two feet away from the purple-haired youth, it suddenly exploded, the blue light flickered, and the thunder roared.

The slender inner disciple of the ancient Xuanzong, the gray-robed man and the purple-haired youth were all wrapped in the lightning.

Xiao Lin and the others couldn't help taking a few steps back to avoid the scattered thunder.

(End of this chapter)