Big man

Facing a great Demon Lord, Xiao Fan didn't give him any breathing room at all.

As soon as the earth goblin made a move, Xiao Fan had already approached the blue-shirted scribe.

"Dragon Elephant Heavy Hand!"

In an instant, Xiao Fan turned into a giant with a height of several feet, his body was full of muscles and muscles, like an iron tower, and he suppressed it with one palm.

Suddenly, the wind howled, and an irresistible colossal force slammed down like Mount Tai. The blue-shirted scribe could hardly breathe, and his face was full of horror.I really didn't expect that this junior's body training technique was so powerful.

At this moment, he didn't have time to think about other things at all, without saying a word, his breath pierced through his dantian, he let out a violent shout, raised his arms, and hit the giant palm that had been suppressed by the head.

He also knew that Langye Academy's inheritance was not good at physical strength, and it was the most stupid way to fight head-to-head with body refiners, but at this moment, he had no choice.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, the two forces collided with each other with a "boom".

The result is no suspense.

Although the blue-shirted scribe is a great demon king in the late stage, his body is more powerful than Xiao Fan, but there is a huge difference.

The dragon elephant's heavy hand suppressed it almost without hesitation.

"puff--"

Blood spattered everywhere, and in a blink of an eye, the blue-shirted scribes had become flesh and blood.

Xiao Fan couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Although he was very confident in the heavy hand of the dragon and the elephant, and knew that he would definitely not be his opponent when confronted head-on with the blue-shirted scholar, but the opponent was after all a late Nascent Soul Demon Lord, so he was shot dead with a single palm without the power to fight back, Xiao Fan still I feel a little unbelievable.

Such a Great Demon Lord is too weak.

But the next moment, Xiao Fan knew he was wrong.

There was a soft "Bo" sound, and a few feet away, a blue-shirted scribe appeared.He appeared to be unharmed.However, his face was pale, and his aura was much weaker than before, barely retaining the realm of a great monk in the late Nascent Soul, and it seemed that he might fall below the level of the late Nascent Soul at any time.

And where he was standing just now, there was indeed a fragmented corpse, with a strong smell of blood.Not fake.

"The blood puppet of the same life?"

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, with a dazed expression.

The so-called "Blood Puppet of the Same Life" is a unique name in the Seven Nights Realm. In the Nanzhou Continent, there is also a similar thing called "Replacement Puppet". They are all blood puppets made of their own blood after a long period of special refining.At the critical moment, you can "Li Daitao stiff" and save yourself from disaster.

In the "Tianmiao Magical Talisman" secret book, there is also an extremely miraculous talisman called "Natal Life Substitution for Tribulation Talisman".Like the True Essence Talisman, it must be cultivated in one's own body for a long time before it can exert the effect of replacing robbery.The longer it is cultivated in the body, the more obvious the effect of substitute robbery will be.

But no matter who.In the same period of time, only one natal tribulation talisman can be cultivated.You have to wait for this talisman to be used before you can continue to cultivate the second one.But it will be decades before it will work.Moreover, the same person can only cultivate three natal robbery talismans in a lifetime.The three replacement talismans were used up.No matter how good your talisman-making skills are and how profound your cultivation is, you must never cultivate a fourth one.

Moreover, the natal robbery talisman can only be refined by oneself, and cannot be replaced by others.

Such a brilliant talisman cannot be refined by ordinary monks. In fact, with Xiao Fan and Fairy Tianmiao's attainments in talisman art, refining this natal robbery talisman experienced dozens of failures. In the end, it was lucky to occasionally refine successfully.

Now these two talismans have only been cultivated in the bodies of Xiao Fan and Fairy Tianmiao for more than ten years, and they will be usable, but the effect will naturally not be good.Fortunately, Xiao Fan and Fairy Tianmiao have not been forced into such a desperate situation so far, but they can take time off and continue to cultivate.

Unexpectedly, this blue-shirted scribe actually refined such a miraculous robbing puppet.

Otherwise, under the pincer attack of Xiao Fan and the earth golem, it would not be so easy to escape, even if he did not kill him immediately, he would still be seriously injured.

"Junior, count yourself as ruthless!"

The blue-shirted scribe gave Xiao Fan a vicious look, extremely resentful.But after all, this person is worthy of being the Great Demon Venerable in the later stage, he is very decisive, seeing that he is being tricked by others instead of making a plan, so he makes a quick decision, and with the light under his feet, he is about to rush to the secret room.

"Do you still want to go?"

At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded behind him.

It is the earth golem.

Naturally, it was not the earth golem who spoke, but Ying Lingze, the divine fortune teller.

In Tianmo City, most of the time, the magic operator can only stay in Xiao Fan's space ring, and he is really stuffy. Now he has finally come out to get some air, and he hasn't played much yet. The great teacher of Langye Academy wants to get away , How can the fortune teller do what he wants?

"who?"

The blue-shirted scribe turned his head abruptly.

But he saw the golden light flashing in front of his eyes, countless shining money pouring down like raindrops.The aura emanating from the money was so powerful that it made one's heart palpitate.

After all, the opponent was a late-stage monk, so Ying Lingze didn't hold back at all and went all out.

This is Tianmo City, this person is an important figure in Tianmo Dao, if he accidentally let him go away, it will definitely be a big trouble.

"Tongxuan Lingbao?"

When the blue-shirted scholar panicked, how could he have time to discern?After only half a sentence, he was already covered by money all over the sky.

Among the money, came the roar of the blue-shirted scholar who was both shocked and angry.

Xiao Fan's eyes flashed, and dozens of blue-gold dragon scales flew out from his body, forming a three-layer dragon scale sword formation all around in an instant.The 72-handed dragon scale short sword re-refined by Huang Tang is not only sharper and unparalleled, but also because of its pure material, it is also easier to control, and the power of spiritual thoughts that needs to be consumed is greatly reduced.

After a while, there was only a loud "boom", and countless bright money flew in all directions. A big hole was forcibly broken in the money formation, and the blue-shirted scribe shot out from it.It's just that the big teacher at this moment is dripping with blood all over his body, and there is no piece of flesh that is whole, and he has been cut into a blood man.And his aura fell directly to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he couldn't even maintain the level of a great monk.

It must be known that breaking through Ying Lingze's life-threatening money array forced him to take the risk of blowing himself up a powerful magic weapon, so he was able to escape by chance.

To be able to escape the onslaught of the imitation Tongxuan Lingbao, he is already considered quite remarkable.

However, just as soon as he got away, before he could catch his breath, there was a thunderbolt, and an extremely thick silver arc hit him head-on.The terrifying aura coming from the top of the head is not inferior to the killing money at all, even worse.

The blue-shirted scribe's face was ashen, he didn't care about swearing, and his feet flew away, and he flew to the side to dodge.

There is no doubt that if it is hit by this electric arc, it will be absolutely dead without a whole body, and it will be wiped out.

Xiao Fan didn't expect the Thunder Light Pagoda to kill him with one blow, it just made him more panicked and unable to make a correct judgment on the surrounding situation.To deal with this kind of veteran who has extremely rich fighting experience, he must be driven to a desperate situation with lightning speed.

If there is a strict eye, there is offense and defense, the tug-of-war will not know when it will end.

Even if he wins in the end, it will be a miserable victory.

Kill [-] and lose [-].

The blue-shirted scribe frantically avoided the silver thunderbolt, only to feel the cold light around his body, and the cold hairs all over his body stood on end.Although his realm has fallen to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his senses are still extremely keen. There is no doubt that this is another big killer that has approached.

How many killer tricks did this junior and his puppet fail to use?

Fortunately, the big killer this time seems to have given him a little time to breathe. It didn't cut off like lightning. When he looked closely, it was 24 short swords shining with blue-gold light, and they were closing towards him. Fast or not, slow but definitely not slow.

"Dragon scale sword?"

After all, the blue-shirted monk is indeed a great monk in the later stage. He has seen a lot and recognized it at a glance. It is a short sword transformed from the scales of a flood dragon.Moreover, it was the top-ranked flood dragon, and its sharp gold aura was extremely strong. Before it got close, it already made people feel cold all over, and the skin was aching from the cuts.

With just such a delay, the Dragonscale Sword Formation had already arrived.

A look of panic and anger flashed across the face of the blue-shirted scholar. With a loud shout, the quaint bamboo slips emerged again, swelled against the wind, and turned into a fence in an instant, firmly protecting it in the center.

This bamboo book is his natal magic weapon, it is both offensive and defensive, and it is a good treasure.

But on weekdays, blue-shirted scribes would be reluctant to use this talisman like this, which is too rude.Right now, I am desperate and desperate, but I can't take care of it.

In an instant, the Dragon Scale Sword Formation collided with the fence formed by the bamboo book.

With the sound of "嗤嗤", the bamboo slips shone brightly, but they were cut by the dragon scale dagger without any suspense.The Dragon Scale Sword that has been tempered with the Dragon Scale of the Golden Flood King's natal dragon, the sharpness of the blade is already considered top level in such an inferior interface.Although the bamboo slips are both offensive and defensive, in terms of sharpness and tenacity alone, how can it be the opponent of the Dragon Scale Sword?

It's just that the bloody script script on the bamboo slips couldn't stop flying, and the bloody smell was strong, but it had the miraculous effect of polluting treasures.

Finally, the fence formed by the bamboo slips could no longer withstand it. With a wailing sound, it turned into blood-colored phantoms, gathered together in mid-air, and turned into a bamboo book again, but at this moment, the breath of the bamboo book dropped greatly and became extremely bleak. , obviously suffered a severe injury, without a long period of recuperation and training, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover.

And the 24 dragon scale daggers were also exhausted, and flew away with a whistling sound.

The blue-shirted scribe's face was as pale as paper, his body swayed heavily, and he almost fell over. He hurriedly took a deep breath, swallowed the blood welling up in his chest, raised his hand, and took the bamboo book back. When the light comes together, it will radiate outwards.

But the next moment, he stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

There was a buzzing sound, and in the void, 24 dragon scale swords emerged again, shining with a blue-gold cold light, and piercing deep into the bone marrow with a sharp aura.

A look of extreme despair flashed across the face of the blue-shirted scribe, and his eyes suddenly became hollow and lifeless. (to be continued~^~)