Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 566
The fat man showed a cruel sneer, and let out a cold snort, "Brothers, I think this kid has probably joined other sects and become a spy. As the younger brother of the sect's law enforcement hall captain, I have the obligation Get rid of harm!"

After all, he pointed out that the reckless phantom behind him let out a fierce roar, and rushed out of the black mist fiercely, rushing towards Ye Xuan.

Seeing this situation, all the male and female disciples of Mo Luozong couldn't help but exclaimed in unison. They never expected that Zhang He would use his strongest killer move just as soon as they met each other.

This is obviously not to break Long Qishi's legs, but to take his life!
Seeing the reckless phantom pounced towards him, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneered contemptuously. Even if he wanted to hide his strength, he would not take the attack of a martial artist at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial King Realm seriously. .

He secretly communicated with the God-Puting Eyes in his heart, and integrated a trace of demonic nature into his true energy.

Suddenly.

An incomparably evil aura faintly emanated from Ye Xuan's body, and a faint black halo suddenly spread outward from Ye Xuan's body, hitting the reckless phantom.

'boom! '

As soon as the reckless phantom came into contact with the faint black light, it seemed to have hit a copper wall and made a dull sound. In a blink of an eye, it turned into dots of black light and disappeared.

"Ah!" Zhang He let out a scream, spouting blood, his attack in the shape of a demon soul was completely driven by his soul, and now he was crushed by the opponent's mysterious magic light, and his soul had already suffered considerable damage.

Zhang He stepped back a few steps, and looked at Ye Xuan with horror and resentment in his eyes. He never expected that with his cultivation at the seventh level of the Martial King Realm, he didn't take advantage of the other party. I suffered a great loss.

"What kind of magic light shield are you, how can you restrain my magic power so much?"

Zhang He was terrified. Just for a moment, he felt an unimaginable evil aura emanating from the body of 'Long Qishi'. As soon as his magic power collided with the opponent's magic shield, it collapsed without any lethal force. open.

And judging from the supernatural power that the opponent just displayed, it should be an extremely advanced magic skill.

"Brother Zhang."

"Brother Zhang, are you not injured?"

Just when Zhang He was in doubt, the Mo Luozong disciples who had come with him rushed up and asked him about his injuries.

Zhang He's face turned red immediately, he was at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial King Realm, and was beaten so embarrassingly by Long Qishi, the seventh level of the Martial King Realm, how could he not be ashamed and angry.

Gritting his teeth, he sternly said to these fellow disciples, "Junior brothers and sisters, form a 'coordinated attack to kill the gods', and kill this decent assassin for me."

"Okay! Kill this guy!"

All the Moluozong disciples shouted, led by Zhang He, their figures flickered, and they all stood in accordance with their positions, and in a blink of an eye they formed a combined attack formation surging with demonic energy.

The devilish energy rolled over them, and the black devilish energy gushed out from the strike formation, and spread quickly, covering the entire small square.

Ye Xuan looked at all this coldly, Moxiu was like this, screaming and screaming at every turn.

Although he was unable to use some methods such as the technique of space and the true flame of the sky, he had exposed those methods to outsiders before and could not see the light.But wanting to kill these disciples was a matter of raising one's hand.

The pupil of God Punisher was originally the eye of the demons, and it is said that the magic skills of these human races were all transformed from the skills of the demons back then.

Ye Xuan used the magic in the pupil of the gods to ensure that he looked like a demon cultivator. Moreover, using the magic power generated by the pupils of the gods was extremely suppressive to the magic skills of the human race.

Just when Zhang He's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to give the order to attack.

The white-haired old man coughed dryly, and said to Zhu Yankang, who hadn't done anything yet and looked at him with a cold face, "Young Master Zhu, this is the treasure house of our Zhanbao Pavilion, please don't use force here."

It's fine to make a small fuss, if these Mo Luozong disciples really make a big deal here, whoever damages the things will pay for it.

"Everyone stop!" Zhu Yankang said coldly.

He looked at 'Long Qishi', and was a little shocked in his heart. Just when Long Qishi started his exercises, he also suddenly felt a heavy magic power, which made the magic source in his body not run smoothly.

This took Zhu Yankang by surprise. You must know that he had not long transformed his kung fu. A month ago, he was fortunate enough to be appreciated by the Holy Son, who rewarded him with a seventh-rank elementary kung fu, the Netherworld Demon Yin Jue!

And with his seven-level primary cultivation method, when he performed the cultivation method and operated the magic power in this Long Qishi, he actually felt a heavy demonic power, what kind of magic power did this Long Qishi practice?

"No wonder he has become arrogant again. It seems that he has had an adventure during this period!" Zhu Yankang thought angrily in his heart.

Hearing his words, Zhang He and the others stopped immediately and looked at 'Long Qishi' coldly.

They also knew that the boss behind the Zhanbao Pavilion was an extremely powerful existence, so they didn't dare to make big moves here.

Ye Xuan ignored everyone's gaze, and said to Shui Zhu, who was a little dazed, "Can you choose a battle gun for me?"

Shui Zhu came back to his senses and nodded quickly.She thought this dude would give up, but she didn't expect to easily hurt Zhang He, who was more cultivated than him.

"Young Master Long, this is the steward of our battle treasure house, Mr. Mo, just tell me what kind of battle gun you want to choose." Shui Zhu introduced the white-haired old man to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan nodded, this Mo Lao was at the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

This old guy has been watching the fun before. If he is not Zhang He's opponent, he may have been watching it all the time, and it is not a good thing.

Ye Xuan said, "As long as I want the best, I don't know if your Zhanbao Pavilion has a war gun, which can meet my wishes."

Since it is Long Qishi's identity, of course he must be arrogant.

And Ye Xuan has always been willing to spend on his own weapons.

Hearing his words, those Mo Luozong disciples sneered in disdain, and even Zhu Yankang showed sarcasm.

"What a big tone, you dare to speak wild words with your little wealth." Zhu Yankang sneered.

He wasn't planning to leave at first, but wanted to see what kind of battle gun the trash 'Long Qishi' would choose.

Ye Xuan ignored Zhu Yankang's words.

Mo Lao chuckled, and took a strange look at 'Ye Xuan', a disciple of Moluozong.

He took out a sound-transmitting jade talisman and sent information into it. After a while, the stone door of the treasury opened, and two warriors walked out of it, holding a silver battle gun.

"This gun is called the Silver Underworld Dragon Pattern Spear, and a ray of silver dragon essence is sealed inside it. It is a tenth-grade battle gun with great power. When the gun is fired, it is blessed by the dragon spirit..."

(End of this chapter)