long night walk

Chapter 84
I was careless, when Jin Sheng knocked down the two with the sword that led to thunder, he should have gone up to mend the two swords to take out the magic core in their hearts.

It's just that Bai Lian didn't realize that these two people were not alive at the time.

Because they are different from the Orion, they have the heartbeat and body temperature of a normal person, presumably the magic core is higher than the one under the Orion's chest.

After pondering for a while, Bai Lian looked down at the Yuanli Sword in Jinsheng's hand, and said, "It is not an option to escape blindly, Jinsheng, your Heavenly Tribulation has been suppressed in the Yuanli Sword, does it mean that as long as you Draw the sword out of its sheath, can it attract a catastrophe?"

Jin Sheng nodded and said, "That's right, but I don't have the strength to draw my sword anymore."

Bai Lian stood up, very satisfied with the answer, and said with a smile: "You don't need to come, I will just draw my sword."

Jin Sheng frowned: "You draw your sword? How can you draw your sword! Except for the master of Yuanli Sword, no one can withstand the brutality of this sword..."

He stopped talking halfway, and he remembered that the little corpse demon in front of him... seemed not to be affected by the hostility of Yuanli Sword.

Bai Lian took the Yuanli sword in his hand, and glanced at Lin Yuan again.

"Instead of waiting to die, it's better to set up a trap to fight back. Sister Lin Yuan, if you need your help to remove the hearts in the mouths of those two people after they fall, I think the only way to completely destroy them is to destroy their hearts." kill them."

Lin Yuan nodded solemnly: "I see."

Mencius Fei who was on the side hurriedly said, "Brother Sichen, do you need my help?"

Bai Lian looked at him sideways and asked, "I wonder how much Mr. Meng knows about the puppet art of the Demon Sect?"

Mencius Fei looked slightly startled, and then said: "Puppet art is an evil art. There are many kinds of media for this art. Little brother Si Chen wants to find out the exact location of the caster?"

Bai Lian nodded and said: "Yes, the culprit is the caster. I think that even if we can't kill the caster, we must at least know who our real enemy is."

Mencius smiled wryly and said: "The most difficult task of emotion still falls to me, but little brother Sichen can rest assured that I still specialize in the puppetry of the Demon Sect.

No matter what kind of medium the caster uses to control the puppet, it will definitely not exceed the distance of five miles from the puppet, and the caster must not concentrate on other things when performing the puppet art, and use the spirit as the guide. It's also good to start checking. "

Bai Lian smiled and said: "Okay, then I will trouble Mr. Meng with this matter."

Mencius touched his nose with a broken smile, his expression slightly strange.

Thinking about the usual, the person who planned the charity and gave instructions on the distribution of tasks has always been me.

Today, I was directed by a young man, and it was really embarrassing for a while.

After distributing a series of preliminary plans, Bai Lian came out of the crypt with the kite sword, and told everyone: "Hide here first, and after a stick of incense, we will go to the Changhu Lake three miles away. confluence."

"Okay." The three replied in unison.

Bai Lian glanced at Jinsheng with a half-smile: "You are very motivated."

This guy just wanted to die and live as if he had nothing to love, but when he was given the task, Jin Sheng didn't refuse.

"I... I just see you being so loyal, you came all the way to save me, and I can't bear to see you die at the hands of the thief." Jin Sheng turned his head away arrogantly.

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In the ancient cave of ten thousand demons, the flames soaring into the sky seemed to dispel the coldness in the scarlet magic pupil above the sky.

Ling Xu stood bathed in the firelight, as if the god of fire descended, with red flames shining in his piercing eyes.

He held a long chain of flames in his hand, and what kind of terrifying beast was bound under the chain of flames, trembling wildly in his palm to rest!
From a long distance, one could clearly see that the Vulcan-like man's arms and sleeves were completely destroyed, and his wrists were tightly wrapped around the fire chain. His strong arms were full of veins, and he was clearly in control. strenuous.

When his eyes turned around, his cold eyes seemed to be surprised.

The woman in white glanced slightly, and said with a rare solemn expression: "The demon saint of the wilderness, Di Jiang."

As if to prove her big words, the turbulent dark sea water in the abyss boiled instantly, as if being burned by the most blazing flame in the world.

The wailing sounds of countless ghosts and sea monsters came from the abyss.

A huge black and white layered wing waved from the abyss, chopping and rolling down the rocks of the abyss.

The wings showed their sharpness, and they cut the chain of fire under the man in the fire.

Not only that, but the gust of demonic gusts brought about by the waving of the huge wings directly extinguished half of the man's brilliant fire power.

The man stared fiercely, raised his right hand above his shoulder to make a gesture of a false grip, and soon a spear formed of flames condensed in his hand.

When the abyss monster revealed a crimson horned head, his eyes squinted a flame, and he threw the flaming spear in his hand, hitting the huge head.

"cracking!!!"

The monster's mouth erupted with a sharp cry like a bird demon, and was forced to fall back by the fire spear.

The man squeezed the fire formula, and said in a low voice: "Surrender in case of disaster!"

There was no trace of fire or red flame under his hand formula, but at the moment when he settled the three words, a terrifying high temperature appeared out of thin air.

Condensed and formed in the invisible space, causing the air in this space to be crazily distorted, and the rocks on the mountain wall were also silently burned and melted into ashes.

The Botou Sword Intent around Xiao Lu'er became extremely dense in an instant, like a tight wall, without letting any trace of the terrifying temperature from the outside into it.

Yin Baishuang raised her foot and lightly stepped on the blade of Hanzhi Sword, and the thick and pure frost energy condensed a huge ice wall in front of her.

It's just that her appearance is far less relaxed than that of the woman in white, and the thick ice wall is melting at an astonishing speed.

Even though she is very talented, she has not stepped into that sacred realm after all.

The man in the flames slapped out a palm, and a flame that was half bright blue and half crimson rose from his palm.

The flame quickly ignited that invisible but terrifyingly high-temperature power into a flame net.

The fire net covered the abyss, expanding and expanding, sealing the entire mouth of the abyss, and on top of the fire net, groups of blue and red fireballs continued to condense towards the monsters in the abyss.

After doing all this, the man dissipated all the flames, except for a crimson fire bird under his feet.

He stared at the woman in white from a distance, his lips curled into a strong arc, his eyes turned away from his head unnaturally, and he hesitated to speak.

In the abyss, the sound of violent screams tore through the sky, as if it could break through the fire net enchantment of the huge mouth of the abyss at any time.

(End of this chapter)