Fairy

Xu Huang's beautiful eyes were full of tears, she nodded heavily towards Wang Xian, and swallowed thousands of words, she believed that her brother, who was blessed with great fortune, could escape this catastrophe.

Zisu held a piece of purple jade Xiao, and played it slowly, the beautiful sound turned into streams of hot springs flowing in the hearts of everyone, making people drowsy.

Ziwu and Zixia held the Zijin sword, one left and one right blocked Wang Xian's retreat, forming a triangle siege with Zisu.

"Three seniors of the Xianzu stage actually besieged a junior of the True Gang stage. This matter spread, Wang Xian, you are proud enough." Zixia sneered.

As soon as Xiao Yin turned around, a murderous aura enveloped the whole world. Ji Xian, who was drowsy, could only feel the ping-pong sound of weapons being handed over from all around, and a hundred phantoms stood in all directions.

"Nine levels of magic sound! This is only the first level." Zixia sent a voice transmission to Wang Xian, "Young generation, please enjoy Fairy Zisu's nine levels of magic sound, it will make your life worse than death."

"Hmph!" Wang Xian snorted disapprovingly, holding the Essence and Blood Sword in his hand, angrily slashed at the phantoms that rushed forward.

Puff puff, the sword of essence and blood slashed at those phantoms, as if cutting through the air, the phantom pierced through the sword of essence and blood and rushed towards Wang Xian.

"Could it be that these phantoms are just illusory things that scare people?" Wang Xian stood with his sword back, staring at the phantoms pounced on his body without fear.

"Ah----" The moment the specter pounced on his body, Wang Xian felt severe pain in his body, as if a soul was about to invade his body, using the blood energy from the Essence Blood Sword to drill half of the demon body into his body The phantom corrodes.

"These phantoms are not illusory. They can actually invade people's bodies. It's really harmful. Fortunately, the Essence and Blood Sword is made from the essence and blood of the predecessors of the Xianzu period, and the blood energy can corrode this kind of monster." Wang Xian circulated the stellar energy , forming streams of wind around him to prevent the invasion of the phantom.

Wang Xian was in danger, so he summoned a puppet from the storage bag, and the beautiful puppet appeared beside Wang Xian, and with a wave of his jade hand, he smashed Baidao Moying into pieces.

The puppet let out a long cry, its jade hands grabbed the space formed by Ziyu Xiao, and tore it forcefully, tearing up the space, and rushed towards Zisu who was blowing Xiao at an extremely fast speed.

Zisu was playing the first of the nine levels of magic sounds with all her heart, when her divine consciousness suddenly sensed a puppet devil in the Dzogchen realm of the ancestral stage rushing towards her, her face paled, and her jade body rose into the sky, avoiding the puppet Ling hit.

"He actually has a puppet devil in the Great Perfection Realm of the Ancestral Stage. What is his identity? Can a small cultivator of the True Astral Stage have such a dangerous puppet devil?" Zisu's inner shock can be imagined, she Immediately play the ninth level of the Nine Levels of Magic Sounds to attack the puppet.

One by one, the ancient demons appeared beside the puppet out of thin air. She waved her jade hand and fought with the demons.

"Zi Wu, go and help Fairy Zisu, I'll kill this junior." Zixia smiled, looked at Wang Xian mockingly, and flew towards Wang Xian.

"Sister, let's go!" The voice transmission was sent to Xu Huang, Wang Xian faced the attack of the strong ancestors, instead of retreating, he turned into a streamer and rushed towards Zixia. He wanted to win the chance for Xu Huang to escape.

"Sword into meteor!" Zixia Zijin sword pointed to the sky, summoning countless meteors to crash towards Wang Xian.

Before Wang Xian got close to Zixia, he felt the power of the meteors crashing down on his head. With a violent charge, he rushed through the space filled with meteors, relying on the powerful real magic body, broke through the meteors one by one, and appeared instantly In front of Zixia, the Sword of Essence and Blood pierced Zixia's chest without stopping.

"The real demon body is able to break the sword-forming meteor, and it really deserves its reputation. Unfortunately, junior, your cultivation is too weak to be vulnerable." Zixia formed seals with both hands, bursting out a dazzling purple light, like a purple sun.

"Ziyang storm!" Zixia's palms hit Wang Xian's real demon body, and with a bang, Wang Xian's protective body was blown away, and the protective energy on his body instantly shattered. With the tyranny of the real demon body, He also couldn't resist the Ziyang storm. After the Ziyang storm blew, Wang Xian was covered in blood and flesh, and his body was bruised. He was still dead.