Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 723 Fierce Battle
Following this thrust, a stream of blood essence spurted out from the wound on Guixiu's chest, sprayed into the air, accumulated in midair and flowed slowly.

And that ghost cultivator completely ignored his injury, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted another mouthful of blood into the blood essence, muttering a curse in his mouth.

The mass of blood essence shrank instantly, and escaped into the void, a terrifying coercion permeated the air.

"Not good!" Zhang Ziyi, the art repairman with Huang Chang holding the fly whisk, and Kong Gan and Kong Nanju, the green robe sword repairmen who were fighting with imitation Xiaonan, all changed their expressions, and hurriedly retreated, releasing defensive spells, and fled to the side .

"Hey hey hey, kid, I said I want to turn you into a goofy brat, so I must turn you into a goofy kid. It's too late for you to regret it now!" Ghost Xiu finished casting the spell, his face was pale, although it seemed that there was still half of it left. Tiao Ming, however, was full of arrogance, pointing at Fang Xiaonan and laughing wildly.

A huge half-body demon god slowly appeared in the air. The demon god's face, horns, and fangs were exposed. His upper body was naked, and he had blue-gray skin.

And its aura is the real semi-holy Dzogchen state.

The horned demon god looked at Guixiu, and greedily stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if he was still reminiscing about the essence and blood that Guixiu sacrificed just now.

Guixiu pointed at Fang Xiaonan from a distance, thinking of Fajue.

The Goat Horn Demon God turned to Fang Xiaonan, screamed arrogantly, and raised his hands high, countless spiritual power poured in from all directions, gathering in the hands of the Goat Horn Demon God.

Horrific fluctuations diffused like a human's breath, this huge force hit the hearts of everyone on the field like a drum, like an inviolable emperor.

"Die, die, die!! Hahahaha!!" Ghost Xiu laughed wildly.

However, there was a faint smile on Fang Xiaonan's face, with obvious mockery.

Kong Nan, who had escaped seven or eight feet away, held his beloved fairy sword magic weapon in his hand, and was already prepared. As long as Xiao Nan followed their example and ran away quickly when the situation was not good, then he would risk his life to suffer the aftermath of the attack of the goat horned demon god. , but also sneak attack on Xiaonan, even if he fails, he must be trapped under the attack of the claw demon god.

However, seeing the faint smile on Fang Xiaonan's face, he was a little confused: This kid was also crazy when he fought just now, could it be that he had been fooled a long time ago?
Soon, he knew why Fang Xiaonan had a mocking expression on his face.

In the meantime, imitating Xiao Nan, he stretched out his right hand flatly forward, the red spiritual energy in his right hand dissipated towards the elbow as if being pushed by some invisible thing, and there was a faint flash of thunder in the palm.

Just now, the big killer that had been battling with two semi-holy middle-level sword cultivators and had no chance to release, now finally came a good target.

The horned demon god trembled violently, and the obvious fear was quickly conveyed from the demon god to Guixiu's mind.

"This is..." Ghost Xiu's complacent smile disappeared, and unbelievable horror filled his mind.

"How could this be controlled by a monk..." Kong Gan also opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"It's the thunder of Taishang's Extermination of Demons and Purification!" Zhang Ziyi, a practitioner who had already run away, also forgot to escape. In terms of familiarity with spells and different auras, there are few Zhang Ziyis in the spiritual world who specialize in spells. I can recognize the weird reddish true energy of that kid, but now the lightning breath in his palm is absolutely unmistakable.

"Go!" With Fang Xiaonan waving his hand lightly, the pure lightning in his hand hit the demon god with horns directly.

The ram horned demon trembled and howled in fear, its raised hands hurriedly crossed over its chest for protection, in a vain attempt to resist the blow of the pure thunder.

Compared to the gigantic body of the Demon God with Horns, the bright thunder light is as small as a toothpick that ordinary people use to pick their teeth. If this scene is seen by ordinary people, they will only find it funny.

However, when the pure thunder hit the demon god with horns, the huge body of the demon god melted quickly like hot oil cut by a red-hot knife. It was wiped out and turned into a handful of fly ash.

The ghost Xiudun who sacrificed his own essence and blood and summoned the goat-horned demon god suffered a backlash, spit out a mouthful of old blood to the sky, closed his eyes tightly, and fell straight backward with a bang.

And the pure thunder seemed not satisfied after eliminating the demon god with horns, there was still a little bit of thunder that kept flickering in the air. superior.

There were crackling sounds and the wailing of countless innocent souls, and the ghost cultivator's robe was torn like a rag by the pure thunder that swam wantonly on his body.

It's not that Qingjinglei has any strange interest in this old Taoist who is as thin as firewood, but the porcelain bottle hidden under the ghost cultivator's robe makes Qingjinglei show off his supernatural power.

I saw that under the swimming of the thunder of purity, those porcelain bottles exploded one after another, shattered into pieces, and many ghost servants in the bottles were killed before they could escape in time.

Fortunately, Guixiu passed out already, otherwise he would have passed out again after seeing this scene.

Kong Gan, Kong Nan, and Zhang Ziyi stayed in the air blankly, looking at the ghost Xiu who was still lying unconscious on the ground, not knowing what to do.

"Hmm...cough cough..." Fang Xiaonan glanced at the three semi-holy mid-level monks who were stunned, chuckled silently, and then cleared his throat pretending to be serious.

The three semi-holy monks instantly focused their gaze on Fang Xiaonan, their faces full of horror.

In the meantime, Imitation Xiaonan slowly stretched out his right hand to them again, and the electric light began to flicker on his fingertips again.

"Run!" Someone yelled, and the three semi-holy monks shamelessly abandoned the ghost cultivator in a coma, and fled away in the fastest and most ugly posture.

"Hahahaha, refreshing!" Fan Xiaonan stretched out contentedly, with the help of the chaotic power of the world of mortals, the more he fought, the more satisfied he felt.

At this moment, the battle was over, and he was like an athlete who had just finished a large-scale exercise. Although his muscles were sore, he felt refreshed.

Then it was time to pack up the loot, Fang Xiaonan walked slowly towards Ghost Xiu who fell on the ground.A rare smirk appeared on Wa Tiehua's cold face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and he moved closer to ghost cultivators. Half-holy middle-level monks must have a lot of savings.

"Crack!" A small voice came from Ghost Xiu's waist, a black wooden sign split into two pieces and fell to the ground, making the two people who were approaching unconscious Ghost Xiu stunned at the same time.

A black twisted hole suddenly appeared in the air next to Guixiu, and Guixiu was sucked in in a blink of an eye, and at the same time, a trace of black air rushed out of the hole, wrapping around Fang Xiaonan's body.

"Hmph!" Fang Xiaonan's face turned cold, he flicked his right hand, and a flash of lightning hit the direction of the black air.

With a crackling sound, the black air was dispersed in the air by the pure lightning strike, and a painful muffled sound came from the black twisted hole, and then the hole quickly shrank without a trace.

"Sigh, it must be that the Guardian of the Ghost Cultivation Card shattered on its own, causing people to sense the danger and rescued it in time." Zhou Qiu has practiced in the spiritual world for many years, so he knows what the black twisted hole is like.

"It's a pity, anyway, we have already torn our face, if we move faster, we will definitely pick him up." Fang Xiaonan sighed softly.

"Old man Ge, boy, your response is not bad." The beast master's majestic praise came from the entrance of the lair.

Imitating Xiao Nan, he bowed to the lair respectfully and cupped his hands: "It's all thanks to Master Beast Master's guidance."

The beast master laughed loudly and said: "You lucky boy, don't flatter me. Listen carefully, I just took the fairy grass, and it takes a few days to digest the medicinal properties. You can protect me at the entrance of the cave!"

"Follow the decree of the law!" Everyone sat down cross-legged. In the battle just now, not only Fang Xiaonan had a deeper understanding of the chaotic power of the world of mortals, even Zhou Qiu and Wa Tiehua also gained a lot of valuables from the battle with the high-ranking monks. Of course, the experience needs to be digested and realized.
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At this time, on another part of Shiwan Dashan, a leopard-shaped monster was howling mournfully.

This leopard-shaped monster is a circle larger than ordinary leopards, and its breath has reached the point where it has reached the perfection of the semi-holy elementary level.

It was covered in tattered hair, and suspicious black mist was still emitting from the wound. It was obviously infected by the sky demon, and it became an out-and-out monster.

However, this monster is now being manipulated by a huge red demon god.

The demon god was all red, with flame-like aura spreading all over his body. He looked like a giant, but he had two legs and six hands. Among them, two big red hands tightly pinched the leopard-shaped monster's neck, and two pinched the forelegs. , and two of them grabbed the monster's hind limbs.

The leopard-shaped demonic beast exerted all its strength and was unable to move at all, only its long tail was left helplessly flicking back and forth, and the slightest moaning kept ringing in its throat, but the demon god remained unmoved at all.

Not long after, the whining sound became weaker and weaker, and the long tail drooped weakly.

A wave of demonic energy shot up into the sky from the leopard-shaped monster's body, and a possessed demon fled in the direction of the demon kingdom in a panic.

However, before rushing out a foot, the six-armed demon god rushed forward in big strides, and one of his hands firmly grabbed the demonic energy that the demon had not had time to withdraw.

I don't know what method the six-armed demon god used to hold the invisible demon firmly in his hands. The six hands quickly relayed, pulling the demon back like pulling a rope, and then opened his mouth wide. , steadily swallowed the demon into his belly.

The six-armed demon god showed a satisfied expression, turned behind him, turned into a trace of fiery red spiritual energy, and threw himself into a tablet.

The tablet is full of cracks, but it is shiny. At first glance, it looks like an old antique with a long enough history, and the two vigorous characters of "God of God" are faintly visible on it.

A well-dressed man who looked to be in his 30s and exuded the aura of supernatural power, held the tablet firmly in his hand, and only carefully hid it in the baggage behind him after the fiery red aura was fully absorbed.

He raised his head and carefully identified the direction of the surging demon energy, then strode forward and continued to go deep into the mountain.

(End of this chapter)