The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Seeing the four people like this, especially seeing that the hands and feet of the Meihuo Patriarch were blown away, the Purple Barbarian Demon King nodded with great satisfaction.

One spiritual treasure for three damaged magic weapons, one person seriously injured and three slightly injured.

Worth it!

The Purple Barbarian Demon King thought, and a flash of spiritual light flashed around him, and he suddenly let out a low roar!

It was his innate magical power!

Several Yuanying Patriarchs suddenly felt that their true energy was stagnant, and Feng Yidao secretly thought that it was not good in his heart, and then he slapped the spirit beast bag with his hand, and his black leopard flew out to protect him.

However, the Purple Barbarian Demon King's target was not him.

The Meihuo Patriarch had not yet recovered from the situation of losing the magic weapon and being seriously injured, and a chill suddenly ran from the soles of his feet to his brain.

He fled from the original place without thinking, and at the same time, several spiritual talismans flew out from his sleeves, and various colored rays of light protected him layer by layer.

However, at this moment, the Purple Barbarian Demon King had appeared behind him.

I saw a shadow flash behind the Purple Barbarian Demon King, and a huge Purple Barbarian Rhino rushed towards the Ancestor of Meihuo!

The huge and sharp rhino horn instantly broke through the layers of defense and easily penetrated the body of the Ancestor of Meihuo.

Blood flowed out of the mouth and nose of the Ancestor of Meihuo, and the spirit in his eyes was slowly dimming.

At this moment, the body of the Ancestor of Meihuo suddenly flashed, and then a six-inch white baby suddenly drilled out of the body of the Ancestor of Meihuo.

It was the Nascent Soul of the Ancestor of Meihuo.

The Purple Barbarian Demon King snorted coldly and attacked the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul of the Ancestor of Meihuo showed a look of fear, he turned around and fled, and escaped for several miles!

The Purple Barbarian Demon King wanted to chase, but was stopped by the Ancestor of the Yan Family and Feng Yidao.

Ancestor Luo Feng took a deep breath and joined the battle.

Today, either the Purple Barbarian Demon King died or they died.

Fortunately, although the body of the ancestor Meihuo was destroyed, his Nascent Soul was still there, and he could use some spiritual objects to reshape his body and continue to walk outside.

But in a few years, the ancestor Meihuo would not be able to walk outside.

Feng Yidao's face was stern. He manipulated the black knife in his hand and slashed at the Purple Barbarian Demon King with great momentum, but was blocked by the Purple Barbarian Demon King's innate magical power.

Ancestor Luofeng had few magic weapons in his hand. After the magic weapons were destroyed, he could only use magic to fight the enemy. However, against a monster like the Purple Barbarian Demon King, ordinary five-element magic is naturally ineffective, and he can only stand aside.

The ancestor of the Yan family took out another fifth-level spiritual sword and attacked the Purple Barbarian Demon King from the front with Feng Yidao.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice transmission of Luo Feng Patriarch.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, now that Fellow Daoist Meihuo has been seriously injured and fled, we are all seriously injured. It is not easy to deal with this Purple Barbarian Demon King. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yan has a way to defeat the enemy in one move?"

When Patriarch Luo Feng said this, he was naturally referring to something.

The golden talisman used by the ancestor of the Yan family was very powerful. Before, Patriarch Luo Feng had paid attention to it. After the ancestor of the Yan family used it once, this talisman did not turn into ashes and dispersed, but was collected by the ancestor of the Yan family.

If the ancestor of the Yan family is willing to use the talisman here, this Purple Barbarian Demon King will naturally not be a threat.

However, the ancestor of the Yan family refused him.

The ancestor of the Yan family also has his own calculations.

In this battle, he has already lost enough spiritual objects.

After all, the biggest beneficiary of this war is not their Yan family.

The last time the talisman was used was to save his life, but the situation is different now.

This fifth-level spiritual vein is most likely from Wuqiu Valley. No matter how much effort the Yan family puts in, they can't move the mountain away, right?

So, he refused without hesitation.

Then, Luo Feng Patriarch asked Feng Yidao if he had the means to subdue the Purple Barbarian Demon King.

Feng Yidao didn't even look at him, and said in a voice transmission

"No.

But if fellow Daoist Luo Feng has such a means, I would be willing to trap the Purple Barbarian Demon King for a few breaths."

Ancestor Luo Feng sighed in his heart.

None of them are easy to fool...

He glanced at the two people who were fighting the Purple Barbarian Demon King in full swing, and sighed slightly in his heart.

I still have to do it myself!

He thought so, and then sent a voice transmission to the two people,

"Please help me hold this beast for ten breaths.

I have my own way to deal with this beast."

After receiving the voice transmission, Feng Yidao and the ancestor of the Yan family naturally did not doubt him.

Or rather, they have been waiting for this sentence.

Instantly, Feng Yidao and the Yan Family Patriarch's strength increased by three points.

At the same time, Patriarch Luo Feng took something out of his arms.

It was a blackened green bead with a layer of gold pattern on it, like a ban.

Feng Yidao only took a glance at it and frowned.

The aura of the bead made him very unhappy.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the Purple Barbarian Demon King was faintly running out of strength.

It seems that the Purple Barbarian Demon King's strength has not yet fully recovered.

Yes, with such a serious injury, even the Purple Barbarian Rhino could not recover in less than a day.

And in this battle, the Purple Barbarian Demon King did not reveal his true form.

If he were the Purple Barbarian Demon King, he would have escaped after self-destructing the spiritual treasure to kill the Meihuo Patriarch, or he should have run away directly after discovering that his cave was set foot by the human race. It was not a smart move to come here to find them.

Especially when he was still seriously injured and had not recovered.

Feng Yidao thought so and increased the strength in his hands.

Although the ancestor of the Yan family did not think so much, the spiritual sword in his hand transformed into several sword shadows, hitting the Purple Man Demon King's protective purple light back and forth.

Although these attacks could not break through the Purple Man Demon King's defense for the time being, they were enough to make him tired of dealing with them.

Just when the Purple Man Demon King felt powerless, he suddenly realized that Patriarch Luo Feng had not made a move for some time.

Out of the corner of his eye, the Purple Man Demon King saw Patriarch Luo Feng chanting something to a cyan bead on his chest and making a secret in his hand.

The Purple Man Demon King suddenly felt that something was not good. With a wave of his hand, a purple blade of light hit Ancestor Luo Feng directly.

Feng Yidao snorted coldly, and the black sword flew straight out, arriving in front of Ancestor Luo Feng very quickly, and met the purple light!

After a low sound, Patriarch Luo Feng frowned and continued to cast some kind of spell on the cyan bead, regardless of the agitation of spiritual energy around him and the attack of the Purple Man Demon King.

Sweat was already streaming down his forehead.

Patriarch Luo Feng glanced at Feng Yidao's dark and cold knife and praised it.

"Fellow Daoist Feng does have a good knife."

Feng Yidao looked indifferent and said while dealing with the Purple Man Demon King:

"Thank you for the compliment, Fellow Daoist Yan."

At this moment, Patriarch Luo Feng suddenly shouted:

"Two fellow Taoists, retreat quickly!"

Feng Yidao and the ancestor of the Yan family recalled the magic weapon instantly without hesitation and retreated violently!

I saw the magic technique in Patriarch Luo Feng's hand change. The golden patterns on the blue bead had all disappeared, leaving only a bare bead.

Ancestor Luo Feng tapped his finger, and the bead appeared directly behind the Purple Man Demon King at an incredibly fast speed!

"burst!"

As soon as Patriarch Luo Feng finished speaking, the beads exploded instantly.

The blue-black flames fell on the body-protecting light of the Purple Man Demon King, just like fire meeting a piece of dry wood lit with oil, and instantly swallowed the Purple Man Demon King whole!