Tempered Immortal

Chapter 711
Standing two meters tall and full of corpse aura, if the two heroes of the Mang Clan are just ugly in appearance, then this guy is a real monster at all.

Corpse demon, and it's the Nascent Soul stage!

The two heroes of the Mang clan have experienced many trials and hardships, so naturally they easily recognized each other's identities, and their expressions were extremely ugly. It should be noted that compared with monks of the same rank, the supernatural powers of these monsters are slightly greater. Only a fool will make an enemy of this terrible guy if he wants to retreat.

He saluted respectfully and said, "Since seniors are here, we dare not offend Hu Wei, so we bid farewell."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and took back the magic weapon, turned it into two rays of light, and flew backwards.

"Want to leave? I'm afraid it won't be that easy. You all regard Leiyin Mountain as your backyard, come and leave whenever you want?" The corpse demon showed a cold smile on his face, and when he stretched out his hand, his body was suspended. The two long daggers are really treasures of the ancestors of the Ning family, but now they belong to the corpse demon.

"You can die."

The corpse demon rubbed his hands, and the two spears immediately turned into spirit snakes, and rushed forward fiercely.

A gleam of fear flashed in the eyes of the two heroes of the Mang family. This situation was expected. The two brothers did not have the slightest thought of fighting recklessly. Once they were entangled by this old monster, it would be even more difficult to get out.

The two brothers stretched out their hands in a tacit understanding, swung them back vigorously, and sacrificed two gray objects, unknown orbs the size of fists.

It began to spin slowly, and then exploded with a "bang", forming two light curtains of different colors.

Lin Xuan was a little surprised that Chang Ge was stabbed on it, but it was not broken for a while, but with a sweep of his consciousness, he understood in his heart that it turned out to be a one-time defensive magic weapon.

As the name suggests, this kind of treasure can only be used once, and it is a consumable similar to a talisman. However, since it is a magic weapon, it is not surprising that it can block the attack of the corpse demon in the Nascent Soul stage by consuming all its power at one time.

The Mang brothers have done a great job, but I believe they don't have much land for this kind of life-saving thing, it's probably just this one thing.

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.

Besides, the two heroes of the Mang Clan, after offering the orb, they didn't care about it, and flew forward at high speed. After all, they spent tens of thousands of crystals in the market to buy this thing, so they are naturally very confident in its power.

Of course, pain in the flesh is unavoidable, but the spar is an external object, and the most important thing is to live.

Sure enough, his greed was struck by lightning, and he took advantage of Yun Guizong and wanted to fish in the troubled waters of the Ning family, but he fell into the trap headlong.

The two brothers rejoiced secretly in their hearts, fortunately they had such a self-defense treasure on their bodies, otherwise it would be frightening to think about the result.

He squeezed his hands, and was about to use some kind of secret method to speed up, when suddenly there was another terrifying spiritual pressure, and this time, not far in front of him, there was a flash of blue light, and an ordinary-looking boy appeared in front of him .

They looked like they were in their early twenties, and their clothes were extremely simple, but after the two brothers scanned with their spiritual sense, their hearts seemed to have fallen into a hole in the ice.

How...how is it possible, again, he is a Nascent Soul stage master again!

Are you mistaken, these old monsters are usually rare to see, but now there are two of them popping up at once.

Mang's dual ambitions were lost.

The reason why Lin Xuan showed up at the front desk was naturally to have his own plan. Seeing the panicked faces of the two, Lin Xuan showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"You two fellow Taoists, you both want your souls to return to the underworld anyway, so why waste your efforts, don't struggle anymore, let Lin send you on your way."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers, and with a hissing sound, several streaks of green sword light shot out.

"Senior, I have something to say."

The two brothers were terrified, begging for mercy, and offering the magic weapon of mourning sticks.

When Lin Xuan saw it, he raised his eyebrows, and at the place where his spiritual thoughts moved, his body surged with demonic energy, turning into two ferocious dragons, and took the mourning stick, while Jian Guang slashed down fiercely without changing his direction.

There was no way to hide, despair flashed in the eyes of the two of them, they clasped their arms together, and worked together to form a defensive shield.

Stab it!

The first sword light had already arrived, and the spiritual power flashed wildly, but it was caught by the shield.

The faces of the two Heroes of the Mang Clan were not happy, but they begged for mercy louder and louder.

However, Lin Xuan was unmoved in the slightest. What's the use of staying with such a cruel and murderous person?
What's more, if you want to achieve the effect of standing up, is there a better way to kill the opponent's strongest master with thunder?

Not only did Lin Xuan not stop, but he flicked again with his fingers, and several more sword lights were shot out.

They formed a line and slashed on the screen wall one after another. The sound of impact was as dense as raindrops, and it was as intense as ten thousand horses galloping.

It was only a few seconds, but to the two heroes of the Mang clan, it seemed like endless years of tempering. Finally, a hole was cracked in the shield, and then it shattered like a mirror on the ground with a crash.

"No!"

Mixed with mournful screams, the two heroes of the Mang Clan were decapitated.

The others were already stunned. The appearance of a Nascent Soul corpse demon was shocking enough, so how could there be an old Nascent Soul monster?

However, the reactions of the two sides were completely different. The disciples of the Ning family cheered after being stunned. The other party was obviously a helper on their side. As for the other foreign invaders, their morale had collapsed, and they had no intention of resisting. Just kidding, even the notorious Mang clan Both heroes were killed in one encounter, and the opponent didn't even use a magic weapon. They, the foundation-building stage monks, stayed, wouldn't it be the old birthday star who hanged himself... It's too long.

Now it can no longer be said that the mantis is like a cart, their situation is worse than hitting a stone with an egg, so these remaining monks, no matter they are from the Zhang family, disciples of the Yungui sect, or some casual cultivators, all have no intention of fighting, and they all gave up. Opponents, scattered around.

But it is not so easy to escape. To be more precise, there is no chance at all. People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed, and the debts always have to be exchanged. Since Lin Xuan showed up, he has no idea to let them run away. With a slight movement in his mind, the corpse immediately raised his head and ordered loudly: "The disciples of the Ning family obey the order and kill all these bastards, leaving no one alive."

"Yes!"

The situation was reversed, with two old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage as backers, the morale of the Ning family cultivators suddenly rose steadily. jumped.

Immediately, they clasped their fists in unison and saluted: "Yes, I respect the old ancestor's law."

Seeing the fanaticism of all the disciples, only the black-faced monk sighed. After this incident, these disciples of the fourth room must become people who are loyal to the ancestor.

But after thinking about it for a while, he was relieved. Anyway, the four houses have fallen, and it is not up to them to fight for power. If you are loyal, you should be loyal. What's more, I heard that during the civil strife in this scene, Mr. Ning Er, who has always been against the long house Not only was Mrs. Ning San not punished, but she was promoted to law enforcement elder.

Although the ancestor transformed into the body of a corpse demon, his heart has expanded a lot, and perhaps they will not suppress these side disciples.

This thought quickly turned in his mind, and the black-faced old man also joined in the killing of the enemy. Although his magic treasures and talismans were destroyed by the hands of the two heroes of the Mang clan, as a master of the alchemy stage, even with bare hands and just using five-element spells, It is by no means that those monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage can resist, such as chopping melons and vegetables, it is also very majestic.

The battle situation is one-sided, but it is still difficult to kill the opponent. There are as many as sixty or seventy enemies, and many of them are good at escapism, or have talismans related to them. lucky.

Originally, these people had great hopes of becoming fish that slipped through the net, but unfortunately there are still two Nascent Soul stage bosses here.

Lin Xuan didn't intend to make a move at all. His performance just now was dazzling enough, so he should give the corpse demon the chance at this moment.

As soon as the command was issued, the refining corpse at the Nascent Soul stage immediately started to move, and one of his arms suddenly swelled up without warning, with a strong devilish energy overflowing from the surface, which looked extremely strange.

Bang!
The arm suddenly exploded, and the stumps and pieces of flesh seemed to be flying in all directions. The disciples of the Ning family grew up and couldn't close their mouths. They didn't understand which tendon of the ancestor was wrongly threaded, and suddenly killed himself here.

However, the weirdness is yet to come.

A red light flashed in the corpse demon's eyes, and he spat out a few incomprehensible spells. The pieces of meat suddenly changed in mid-air, and ghost heads the size of fists appeared in people's vision.

"go with!"

With a single point of the corpse demon's finger, those ghost heads immediately raised their demonic aura, chasing after them like a fish that slipped through the net.

The screams came to my ears, and Lin Xuan showed a smug smile. This move is exactly the supernatural power recorded in the Heavenly Corpse Incarnation Art. In order to snatch the corpse aura swamp, Lin Xuan fought with the real ancestor of the Ning family He had used it at that time.

Its weird and mysterious features opened my eyes.

Of course, this corpse refinement is only the introductory part of cultivation, and its power is far inferior to that of the ancestors of the Ning family, but it is naturally beneficial to deal with escaped foundation-building monks.

It is said that this supernatural power has been cultivated to an extreme depth, and the whole body of a corpse can be transformed into a ghost head, and there are many mysterious supernatural powers in it.

The result came soon, none of the enemies escaped in the end, and all their souls returned to the underworld, and the ghost head flew back, and in the devilish energy, it transformed into a complete arm again.

"The ancestor's magic skills are unrivaled in the world, and he is invincible in the world!"

……

All the disciples raised their arms and shouted, their admiration came from the bottom of their hearts.

This statement is of course seriously inconsistent with the facts, but in the minds of ordinary monks, Nascent Soul Stage monsters are basically similar to land gods.

Lin Xuan wandered around with a satisfied smile on his face. This action fully achieved the effect he expected.

The corpse demon pressed both hands, and the cheers of all the disciples stopped immediately, and they stood respectfully in a row, listening to the ancestor's orders.

"what's your name?"

"Disciple Ning Wuxin sees the ancestor." The black-faced monk saw the corpse demon looking at him, his heart shivered, and he saluted respectfully.

(End of this chapter)