Wonderland

Chapter 728 Xiao Lin's Shot
The astonishing dark green sword light arrived in front of the thirty-year-old demon man almost in an instant.

The thirty-year-old demon man's face changed drastically, and he almost instinctively put the oolong crutch in front of him, and at the same time, he didn't care about killing Luan Yufu.

The body retreated rapidly, and at the same time spewed out another mouthful of seven poisonous demon flames, hoping to block the dark green sword light attacking him and buy himself time.

"Chong."

Under the light of the dark green sword, the oolong crutch was cut into two without a sound. The seven poisonous demon flames had just spewed out, and it was almost swallowed back by the thirty-year-old demon man.

"call out."

A dark green sword light passed straight through the chest of a thirty-year-old demon man, and then turned into a crystal clear blue long sword, which flickered slightly, and appeared beside a handsome young man in his twenties.

The expression on the face of the thirty-year-old demonic man froze. He looked down at his chest in disbelief. A cloud of bright dark green sword energy was flashing on the wound on his chest. Xuanbing quickly expanded.

Immediately afterwards, the consciousness of the thirty-year-old demonic man fell into eternal darkness, his body was instantly frozen, and even his primordial spirit was instantly wiped out by the Qingyan spiritual fire carried on the Qingluan ice sword, and his body and spirit disappeared.

Luan Yufu came back to her senses at this moment, and when she saw Xiao Lin's handsome and straight figure, she couldn't help but had tears in her eyes.

"Old Ancestor Xiao."

"Old Ancestor Xiao is here."

"We are saved."

"It's all right now, with Patriarch Xiao, Xuelaoguan will definitely be able to hold on."

There was a burst of cheers as the snow prison closed.

"Elder Luan, return to the pass, leave this to me." With a smile on his face, Xiao Lin glanced at Luan Yufu and said.

Luan Yufu took the magic weapon, didn't speak, just bowed and saluted, then turned around and flew back to the city wall of Xuelao Pass, sat down and adjusted her breath.

"My boy, who are you?"

When Xiao Lin appeared, Ancestor Heantian was naturally the first to notice, but he had no intention of making a move, but let Xiao Lin kill the thirty-year-old demon man with a single sword.

At this moment, it still didn't move at all, but cast its gaze from afar, and its voice was like rolling thunder, resounding above the void.

"Your Excellency is the old monster who hates the sky?" Xiao Lin didn't answer, but asked back, his voice was like water dripping through the wall, lukewarm, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Hey, good boy, you are the first one to call this old man a hater in front of the old man. Seeing your delicate skin and tender meat, you must taste better than those women."

Xiao Lin frowned slightly when he heard this, he had heard about the tyrannical blades of the Heaven-hating Patriarch, and he also hated these human-eating monsters.

Relying on the sophistication of magic, they always ask for whatever they want, treat others as nothing, and kill them as they wish.

"Old monster, Xiao Mou came here not to argue with you. You and I will save trouble if we see each other. As long as you can defeat me, Tianlu Mountain Range will be yours." Xiao Lin said in a deep voice. Said.

"Hey, that's great. A little early-stage cultivator actually challenged this old man. It's really courageous. Since you want to die, this old man will help you."

With a flick of his sleeve, the Ancestor Hentian quickly shrunk the banner that was lying above the void, and at the same time, the large group of pitch-black magic clouds rushed into the banner like a hundred birds returning to their nests.

Heantian Patriarch made a slight move, and a small black flag immediately fell into his palm.

At the same time, a strong devilish energy emerged from his body, and after a slight sway, he shot straight towards Xiao Lin with a long black light.

Halfway up, his mouth opened, and a large piece of black light spewed out from it, and the black light turned into a pitch-black flame that filled the sky, covering a radius of twenty or thirty miles, almost covering half of the sky.

Xiao Lin's face was solemn. This was the first time he faced a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Although he was confident in his combat power, he was still a little nervous.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

The pitch-black flames all over the sky are exactly the hundred-poison demon flame that the ancestor of Hentian sacrificed for hundreds of years. Compared with the seven-poison demon flame sacrificed by the [-]-year-old demon man before, this hundred-poison demon flame is like an elephant. The difference between ants and ants.

If this Hundred Poison Demon Flame is contaminated even a little bit, it will disintegrate and disappear in an instant. Even if the primordial spirit is contaminated by it, the spiritual light will collapse in an instant, and the body and spirit will be destroyed.

Xiao Lin also did a lot of homework before coming here, and he learned that only real fires such as Zhiyang are the nemesis of the hundred poisonous demon flames.

So Xiao Lin couldn't help but sneered when he saw the Heaven-hating old monster sacrificed the Hundred Poison Demon Flame as soon as he came out.

He opened his mouth, and immediately shot out a five-color spirit bead. The five-color spirit bead turned around, and then suddenly swelled up. When it had grown to a diameter of seven or eight feet, it stopped.

At the same time, a large area of ​​five-color flames spewed out from it, like a small sun, horizontally in the void.

Even the many disciples of Dancao Mountain in Xuelao Pass felt an astonishingly hot breath, and they couldn't help but use their mana to resist.

"Five Elements Spirit Fire?" Hentian Patriarch exclaimed in surprise.

"Hehe, it seems that you came prepared, kid. You actually know that the nemesis of the old man's Hundred Poison Demon Flame is Zhiyang True Fire, but you have to know that in the face of absolute power, all mutual generation and mutual restraint are bullshit. Let's see Just how amazing is the power of your Five Elements Spirit Fire."

As the voice of the ancestor who hated the sky fell, the black flames that filled the sky suddenly rolled up and rushed towards Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin's face was calm, and he pointed at the five-element spirit fire bead that was like the sun above the void, and the five-element spirit fire bead immediately rushed towards the black flame with the five-element spirit fire that filled the sky.

When the two collided, there was an ear-piercing "chi chi" sound, and at the same time, an extremely stench filled the air.

Xiao Lin frowned slightly, opened his mouth, and more than 20 Qingluan ice swords came out in a file, turning into a sky-filled sword light, enveloping Xiao Lin, and at the same time isolating the stench.

Seeing Xiao Lin standing in a sea of ​​sword energy, Patriarch Hentian couldn't help but twitched his face, and his face also showed a solemn look.

Although Ancestor Hentian thinks highly of himself, he is not a fool. Although the young man in front of him feels very young, his mana fluctuations are very powerful, and an immortal cultivator who can drive dozens of magic weapons and flying swords is by no means easy generation.

Although Patriarch Hentian knew that another Nascent Soul cultivator was born in Dancao Mountain, he allowed him to annex the three major sects and become the overlord of Tianlu Mountain Range.

But to Heantian Patriarch, it was harmless. Even if there was one more Nascent Soul cultivator, the entire Dancao Mountain was full of three or four Nascent Soul cultivators. Even if they joined forces, he would not be afraid at all.

If he can kill one or two people, then his side will be like a broken bamboo, and he will directly enter the Tianlu Mountain Range, kill all the immortal cultivators and mortals in the Tianlu Mountain Range, collect souls, and sacrifice to the demon soul streamers.

As long as millions of souls are collected, the Great Elder's Ever-changing Extreme Demon Art will enter the ninth level, and his realm will also enter the peak of Yuanying, becoming the No. 2 great monk in the Southern Territory.

At that time, not to mention that the attack of the Nan San League and the Three Sects Alliance will be shattered in one fell swoop, and the Black Demon Sect can take the opportunity to become bigger. Even if it dominates the entire Southern Territory, it may not be impossible.

Thinking of this, the Ancestor Hentian shook his spirits, opened his mouth, and a bunch of black beads the size of grapes came out one after another, shining black thunder, and shot towards Xiao Lin.

(End of this chapter)