Feather Emperor

Chapter 213 Cultivator Vs Demon Cultivator

"Peng!" The battle started, and the ancestor of Tianmo disdained the strength of the cultivator and stepped aside.

Mo Qi and the others were both angry and happy, and it was really difficult to express their inner thoughts.The battlefield is changing rapidly, and there can be no neglect in the slightest. The number of cultivators is a minority, and they dare not relax a bit. They are still more joyful than angry about the retreat of the ancestor of the demon.

The people on both sides are the outstanding people of Jupiter, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are shining stars, and their skills are terribly high, but Jing Yi seems to have lost the honor of being the leader of Tianjupiter's demon cultivators at this time, because Demon cultivators who were bigger than him suddenly appeared, such as Sanma, the ancestor of Tianmo, and that bad old man.

As the figures walked through, there were constant battle sounds of "Peng!" and "Peng!", and the scene was changing.

Feng Xueyou's figure was like a leaping butterfly, the Lingbao in her hand was shining with crystal luster, every shot of light contained extremely strong attack power.

"Ah!" She shouted coquettishly, the spirit treasure's luster was bright, and eight white rays of light burst out from the spirit treasure. These eight rays of light were transformed by the true essence, and with her cultivation base in the middle stage of the tribulation, she used the spirit treasure, and its power was not inferior. A cultivator in the late period of the Tribulation.

The eight beams of light quickly entangled and merged within an extremely short path, and the tiny beams of light kneaded into a thick beam of light, roaring towards its enemy.

Feng Xueyou's enemy is a demon cultivator in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe. He looked at the beam of light flying towards him, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then his figure quickly disappeared in place, and the afterimage left by the beam of light pierced through .A hint of disdain emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he wants to beat me at this level?

It's just that he seems to be even more disdainful when he sees Feng Xueyou...

"Idiot!" Ancestor Tianmo spat out two words from his mouth, and he stood there completely, without any intention of going to rescue him.

Sure enough, as if there was a foreshadowing of his words, I saw Feng Xueyou quickly made fingerprints in his hands, and the beam of light was controlled by the master, making a 180-degree sharp turn in the air, heading towards the back of the demon cultivator.

In martial arts in the world, everything is invincible, and it is fast and unbreakable!
The same is true for cultivation, when the demon cultivator saw Feng Xueyou's inadvertent smile, a feeling of regret spread in his heart, knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly changed his posture...

"Pfft!" He took a step back, and the beam of light pierced through his left shoulder with a mighty momentum, a blood spatter, and a huge hole was pierced through the shoulder of the demon cultivator.

Feng Xueyou didn't let go of such an excellent opportunity, she spread her palm, revealing her slender fingers, and five golden steel needles appeared in her hand...

Leng Bingyan saw a flash of surprise in his eyes, these steel needles are not ordinary, at least they are of Lingbao level.Then he looked at Patriarch Tianmo, unexpectedly at this moment, he had no intention of stepping forward to rescue him.

Cultivating demons doesn't need to be so cold-blooded that it only shows that he has seen too many lives and deaths.

The five steel needles seemed to have a life of their own, leaving Feng Xueyou's palm and heading towards the demon cultivator from different angles.

Many people here also saw it. When they saw the five golden steel needles, many people exclaimed: "Golden magic needles!!"

These five steel needles are the magic weapons of the past lords of the Xieqing Palace. Feng Xueyou seldom uses them, one has no place to use them, and the two golden magic needles are the belongings of the Xieqing Palace lords of all dynasties, handed down from generation to generation by the Xieqing Palace It is better to use it sparingly, so as not to cause others to peep.

But at this time, Feng Xueyou couldn't care less, if she didn't use the Golden Magic Needle, she would definitely die here, and Xieqing Palace would lose more than just the Golden Magic Needle.

The demon cultivator's pupils shrunk slightly, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He really underestimated Feng Xueyou, and he didn't expect to be injured just after meeting him.What makes him even more ashamed is... Feng Xueyou's cultivation is not as good as his!And he may become the first person to be defeated in the camp of demon cultivators!
He didn't have time to think about it, the moment his shoulder was injured, a black mist emerged from his body, covering the wound and trying to stop the bleeding, but at this time Feng Xueyou's Golden Magic Needle made a move.

"Whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh"...

The five inaudible sounds were very loud in Leng Bingyan's ears. The five steel needles hit the demon cultivator at different angles. If it was five ordinary needles, the demon cultivator would have nothing to fear, but The problem is... that is the Golden Illusory Needle!Without even screaming, the body of the cultivator suddenly exploded...

The time before and after just happened in an instant, both sides were stunned, the situation of the battle was subtle and terrifying, and it took only a few breaths of time for the two sides to fight, and one of them died a master.

"Peng!" A scatter demon was extremely angry, and a light blade slashed at a two-kalpa scatter fairy.

The Sanxian of the Two Tribulations switched his body shape, avoided the blow, reciprocated, and shot out with a stroke of real energy, "Boom!!"

Mo Qi faced the previous Sijie Sanmo, Sijie Sanxian and Sijie Sanma were equal in strength, and the outcome was really close to five or five. Mo Qi did not dare to underestimate him, his eyes were like gods, his eyes were like torches, and he was always paying attention to the opponent every move.

"Wow——" the two moved, and two groups of halos lit up on their bodies at the same time, one was a bright white light, the other was a black light as black as ink, the two were diametrically opposite, and they were both extremes.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"...

The strength is equal, the two come and go, neither can do anything to the other, the only way to tell the winner is to see who shows his flaws first.

There are many demon cultivators, and they outnumber the cultivators in number. Sometimes one cultivator needs to face two demon cultivators. Fortunately, the general practice is that the cultivators outnumber the demon cultivators, otherwise the cultivators will lose.

But Leng Bingyan is not so optimistic in his heart, don't forget, the ancestor of the demon has not made a move yet!

Even if he and the Eight Tribulations Scattering Demons didn't make a move, with the Daoist Demon Ancestor present, dealing with these cultivators...he alone is enough.

Fortunately, demon cultivators have a straightforward personality. When fighting, they must rely on their own true abilities. If they need help from others, they will fail!

Maybe it's because of the difference in concepts, demon cultivators are more vulnerable to the strong than comprehension practitioners!

Leng Bingyan watched the demon cultivators and the cultivators fight each other, and at some point took out a digital camera and "clicked" and "clicked" to take pictures...

"Well, female cultivator, what kind of magic weapon is this?" Bajie Sanmo looked at her and asked in confusion.

"Camera!" Leng Bingyan replied, and then explained: "It is to record their images at this time."

"Many people and things pass by us and cannot be detained, just as after a while, many people will disappear in the world, coming like wind and rain, leaving like dust. Now I just want to record that they once existed."

Bajie Sanmo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled thoughtfully...

"Nonsense!" Zi Ling covered her mouth in the sea of ​​consciousness and smiled coquettishly.Where did she not understand Leng Bingyan, she simply remembered that there was a digital camera in her space crack.

"Where am I talking nonsense?" Leng Bingyan counterattacked head-on, with great sadness and joy, no regrets, these special emotions do have their unique preciousness...

Putting away the camera, Leng Bingyan turned his gaze to the front again...

The duel between masters is down to the slightest, and any small mistake may cost them their lives.

"Boom!!" Mo Qi seized an opportunity and knocked the Sijie Sanmo away with a heavy punch. A smile finally appeared on his dignified face, and he receded for a moment.Sijie Sanmo returned to the original place in a flash, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "You are indeed the number one cultivator on our planet Tianju, you are enough to win my attention!"

After finishing speaking, Sijie Sanmo shouted loudly, and endless magic energy shot out like a spring.He smiled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and waved it, and a cloud of dark devilish energy danced in his hand: "Look at my move!"

The magic energy was condensed and compressed, and the black became thicker and thicker. Mo Qi's expression froze, and then he reacted quickly, and also condensed a cloud of white air, which was the air of fairy spirits!

Sanxian and Sanmo are alternative existences in the realm of comprehension. After a Sanxian Tribulation or Sanma Tribulation, their physiques are like immortals and demons, but there are no fairy babies and magic babies. The power they use is fairy Spiritual Qi and Demonic Qi.

"Boom!!!" This loud noise startled everyone, one was the Four Tribulations Loose Immortal, the other was the Four Tribulations Loose Demon, the collision between the two was so powerful, the sweeping energy blew the surrounding people upside down and flew away Get out... hit the rock wall...

There are only three people in the entire field of Heavenly Buddha standing still, one is the ancestor of Heavenly Demon, and the other two are Leng Bingyan and the Eight Tribulations Scattering Demon.

Everyone looked at the center with astonishment, only to see that the instigator, Mo Qi, and the Four Tribulations Dispersed Demons had disappeared.

"There." Leng Bingyan said softly, turned his face to one side, everyone followed closely, and saw two figures fighting fiercely in the corner of the huge Buddha statue, it was Mo Qi and Sijie Sanmo!

On the path of cultivation, simplicity is the most important thing. The higher you go, the more you can understand the meaning of "simplification".The duel between Mo Qi and Sijie Sanmo did not use flashy and dazzling tricks, but a simple and easy-to-understand unarmed confrontation.

The Four Tribulations Scattered Demon roared loudly, then jumped up, thick black demonic energy wrapped around his body, and then kicked Mo Qi with a startled kick.Mo Qi couldn't take his eyes off, turned his hands over, as if he had the ability to predict the future, he released the force of Sijie Sanmo with one hand, and then grabbed his calf with the other hand, like a giant tongs, indestructible.

The Four Tribulations Scattered Demon secretly thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled back, a ray of light shot out from Mo Qi's eyes, and he shouted loudly, with the aura of fairy spirit surging out of his body, "Peng!" On the ground, panting...

In the contest just now, Mo Qi took a slight advantage.

Sijie Sanmo was furious, his expression became ferocious, he pulled out a black ribbon from his waist, poured it with magic energy, and threw it towards Mo Qi.

I saw a few incantations flashing across the surface of the black ribbon, and then released countless black death rays, surrounding Mo Qi and surrounding him.

The corners of Leng Bingyan's mouth twitched, it's not good, the silk ribbon of the Four Tribulations Scattering Demons is extremely rough, at first glance, I thought he found it from some garbage dump, but after careful inspection, I realized that it was not Not Fanpin.Just imagine that a Four Tribulations Scattering Demon would carry a useless thing on his body?
Those who knew him knew that this black ribbon had been by his side for thousands of years, if it was ordinary...it would have rotted and weathered long ago.

(End of this chapter)