Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 792 Refining Primordial Spirit
"Hmph! Old ghost Bingmu, now that your physical body is dead, how long are you going to hide inside?"

Seeing that the body of the original form of chaos was still rushing forward, Tianlang couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then grabbed it with his right hand, bursting out waves of Langxie sword energy, turning into a big hand of white light, and grabbed the body of the original form of chaos.

"Boy, do you want to fight this old man forever?"

At this moment, Bingmu's roar sounded from the body of the original form of chaos, and a black glow shot out from it. It was Bingmu's demon pill, but at this time, there was still Bingmu in his demon pill phantom.

"We are already immortal, so there is nothing to worry about."

Seeing that Bingmu's primordial spirit wanted to run away with the demon pill, Tianlang couldn't help feeling cold, and grabbed the remaining body in the air, and said to Song Qing in the dantian:

"Xiaoqing, open your storage bag, and put this chaotic body first. This is the body of the realm of transforming gods, and it will be of great benefit to you."

In fact, Tianlang could forcefully break through the restriction on the storage bag, but this would damage the storage bag, so he spared no effort to let Song Qing open the storage bag by himself.

"it is good."

Song Qing naturally understood Tianlang's good intentions, and was slightly moved in his heart, and immediately responded, and then opened the direct storage bag with a pinch of magic formula.

Just when Song Qing opened the storage bag, a white light flew in, and Tianlang had already transferred the chaotic body into the storage bag.

"Man and sword are one!"

Afterwards, Tianlang didn't delay any longer, he pinched the sword formula in his hand, turned into a white rainbow again and chased him away.

At this moment, Bingmu only had Yuanshen and Yaodan left, and his escape speed was so fast that even Tianlang had to use all his escape speed.

Fortunately, Bingmu knew that he was not in the physical body, even if he found a friend in the cultivation world of Yingzhou, he would probably be murdered, so he did not fly to the cultivation world of Yingzhou, but changed to Jiuyi Immortal City.

Only by escaping to the Nine Luminaries Immortal City, under the cover of the Chaos Clan, and then seizing a Chaos, can Bingmu truly escape.

However, this also gave Tianlang a lot of time to pursue.

Although Tianlang is only barely catching up with Bingmu now, as time goes by, he will always catch up...

In less than a stick of incense, Tianlang finally caught up with Bingmu, but he didn't kill Bingmu just because of this.

Although Bingmu's cultivation is still there, his strength has been greatly damaged, so there is nothing to be afraid of, and such pure primordial spirit and demon pills are both great tonic medicines, how can Tianlang let it go? !

"Photo!"

Immediately, Tianlang and Langya swords were split into two, and then holding the sword formula with one hand, pointed at the front of Bingmu Yaodan, Langya sword immediately turned into a white rainbow and shot away.

And when the Langxie sword came to Bingmu's side, the formula in Tianlang's hand changed, and the Langxie sword shook accordingly, and Wan Dao Senbai's Langxie sword burst out, covering Bingmu.

"Boy, how dare you catch the old man, even if the old man dies, he won't fall into your hands."

Bingmu naturally understood Tianlang's intentions, and he also knew that if he fell into Tianlang's hands, his life would be worse than death, so he sternly shouted, the whole soul, together with the demon core, Without dodging or evading, he shot towards Langye sword.

"Huh! The same method, I used it once, and I want to use it again, do you think I will be fooled?!"

After seeing this scene, Tianlang's face turned cold, and he snorted coldly, and then the sword formula in his hand immediately changed, and bursts of spiritual light shot out.

At this moment, the Langxie sword also suddenly spun, the tip of the sword pointed at Bingmu, it seemed to be shot out, but in fact it retreated rapidly.

Although Tianlang said that in his mouth, he knew in his heart that Bingmu really planned to die at this moment. If he really ran into him like this, not to mention whether Bingmu would escape, even if Bingmu failed, he would It must be a soul flying away.

Naturally, Tianlang would not do such a loss-making business!
But at this time, Bingmu had already slammed into the Langxie Sword with his mighty strength, thinking in his heart, if he couldn't escape this time, and couldn't fall into this kid's hands, he would just die happily.

Thinking about it this way, the power carried by Bingmu became even stronger, and he regarded death as home!

But at this moment, Bingmu paid all his attention to Langxie Sword, and felt a whirl of heaven and earth.

What kind of existence is he Bingmu?In any case, he is also a demon sage who transforms into a god from the demon race, so how could he feel the world spinning? !
"No, it's that kid who secretly plotted!"

After only a moment of effort, Bingmu already understood, and felt a slight chill in his heart, the next moment he would not advance but retreat, like avoiding ghosts and gods.

"I just found out now, it's too late!"

Tianlang was watching from the side, seeing that Bingmu wanted to back up, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and muttered in his mouth, at the same time his hands turned into flywheels, changing again and again.

The spinning Langxie sword couldn't help but flash white light suddenly, and Bingmu felt a strong pulling force, his complexion changed drastically, and his figure was even a little distorted.

"escape!"

Bingmu's Yuanshen Xuying made a tactic with both hands, and shouted sharply, the black light on the demon core suddenly dimmed by a few points, and at the same time, his escape speed suddenly increased by a few points.

But at this time, Bingmu's feeling of spinning the world before struck again, and it was even stronger than before.

Regardless of these feelings, Bingmu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and accelerated his speed, trying to break out of the shackles of Langya Sword.

But Bingmu didn't know that not only did he not rush out, but he even shot in the direction of the Langxie Sword unit.

The feeling of spinning around was really not simple, unexpectedly, Bingmu's direction was changed in an instant, and Bingmu, who is the God of Transformation and Demon Saint, didn't know anything about it.

At a certain moment, Bingmu finally sensed that powerful pulling force, opened his eyes, was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Where is this?"

Seeing the mist shrouded in front of his eyes, even he Bingmu couldn't see the situation five feet away.

"Could it be that I escaped from that kid's pursuit by entering that secret realm..."

Thinking of this, Bingmu couldn't help but feel happy. He knows that although this secret realm is dangerous every step of the way, it also contains endless opportunities. If he can get it, repairing his body is a trivial matter, and he can even use the opportunity to ascend to the fairyland.

Ascension to the Immortal World, this is what all monks dream of!
"Welcome to this place, this is the inner space of Langya Sword."

Just when Bingmu was secretly happy, Tianlang's voice suddenly came from not far away, Bingmu couldn't help being startled, his face changed drastically, and he turned ashen.

Not far from Bingmu's eyes, the mist dispersed, and Tianlang's slightly illusory spirit body had already appeared.

"Here... Fellow Daoist, we have something to talk about, and there is no endless conflict between us. As long as Fellow Daoist is willing to let me out, my entire Chaos Clan will regard Fellow Daoist as our friend. As long as Fellow Daoist has something If necessary, my Chaos Clan will do it right away!"

(End of this chapter)