Chapter 868 Seven Star Island: Is It a Demon?
Chapter 868 Seven Star Island: Is it a Demon?
"snort!"
There was a trace of sarcasm on the corner of the monk's mouth, he raised his left hand, and the devilish energy like thick ink gushed out wildly. In the devilish energy, there were faint black lights flickering, and when he looked up, it was actually a fist-sized black The runes circulated endlessly, looking very mysterious.
The black-faced man's face was blue and his lips were white, and there was an inexplicable horror in his heart.
What kind of monster is this guy? It is said to be a monster, why would he know the unique secret technique of Xuanfengmen? If it is not a monster, why would he be imprisoned here?
The Xuantian Four Spirit Formation has been destroyed, could it have something to do with him?
In short, this guy is absolutely invincible!
Thinking of this, the big black-faced man had the idea of retreating in his heart.
After all, the fate of the tiger-headed monster lies there. Although the treasure is tempting, it must be enjoyed with one's life.
With a sparkle in his eyes, this guy sacrificed another treasure, a few marbles the size of a longan's eye, which turned into several wind dragons as they twirled, and rushed towards the weird monster with all their teeth and claws.
At the same time, he himself turned into a ray of light and shot backwards.
A burst of strange laughter came to his ears.
"Hehe... wanting to run away is so naive. This deity has been trapped in the body of this ancient demon for a hundred thousand years. It took me a long time to wait for the fat sheep to be sacrificed. How could I allow you to run away, you are sensible! , obediently let this deity devour it!"
The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the clanging of metal and iron, and the heart of the black-faced man became more and more frightened.
One hundred thousand years ago?
According to Master Baihe's handwriting, wasn't that catastrophe a million years ago? Could it be that this guy wasn't the ancient demon Jia Luo?
It's a pity that he didn't have much time to think, the devilish energy surged, and from the thick ink-like black mist, a few claw shadows flew out.
In a flash, it disappeared from the spot, and then appeared in front of him like a ghost...
The black-faced man's expression changed wildly, and he slapped the storage bag without thinking, and sacrificed a dark iron shield.
The shield has a strange shape, from the outside, it looks a bit like a tortoise shell.
At the same time, with the urging of his magic formula, the bone blade and wind dragon became more and more aggressive, slashing towards the opponent fiercely.
But the black-clothed monk turned a blind eye, and the devilish energy from his body surged out and poured into the red shield.
The whining sound came to the ears, and the shield turned purple and black.
stab...
The bone knife slashed on it, and not only was the shield not broken, but the magic light flashed, and the magic energy began to spread along the bone knife...
Devil Qi Rotten Bones!
The black-faced man jumped up in shock. Although he had never participated in the great battle a million years ago, he had heard of this famous magical power.
It is said that high-level demons can easily corrode and destroy monks' magic weapons by using the method of infusing magic energy.
Lost what is at hand, even the Nascent Soul monster can only be slaughtered, let alone low-level monks.
Just a touch, the bone knife whined, and countless cracks appeared on the surface, and then broke apart inch by inch.
The wind dragon is similar, originally it was still showing its teeth and claws, but when it came into contact with the devil energy, it disappeared...
The supernatural powers of the ancient demon really lived up to its reputation. The black-faced man was frightened out of his wits, and hurriedly poured all his monster power into the shield.
Then the claw shadow hit it hard.
There was a tooth-piercing sound, but the shield was not broken.
The black-faced man heaved a sigh of relief. This shield was made by him by killing the first- and third-tier top-quality turtle monsters. He used its turtle shell and supplemented it with several kinds of natural materials and earth treasures to refine it carefully. The defensive power is really extraordinary.
Although he escaped a catastrophe, the black-faced man didn't think he could fight against the monster in front of him, which looked like a monster but not a monster. In a flash, he turned into a rainbow and fled outside.
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of the mouth of "Jala Ancient Demon". His hands were suddenly closed and hugged into a ball. He didn't know what kind of strange spell he uttered in his mouth. Thousands of demonic energy began to condense behind him, countless palm-sized Ice crystals appeared in the air.
"go!"
Following the demon's soft scolding, the ice crystal trembled, roaring forward like thousands of powerful arrows.
Due to the large number, they covered a range of several tens of feet, and the black-faced man had nowhere to hide. He was so frightened that he could only shrink his body and hide behind the tortoise shield.
The crackling sound entered the ears continuously, and the black-faced man turned pale, and the shield began to crack.
If you continue to hide here, you can only sit and wait for death.
Although it is dangerous to escape, there is still a chance!
In a moment, he has made a decision.
He raised his head, let out a roar, his stature skyrocketed, and he suddenly became more than three feet tall, his clothes were torn apart, his exposed skin was as hard as iron, his veins bulged, his fangs elongated, his lips turned outwards, and he turned into a The image of a wild boar walking upright.
Then he opened his mouth, a stream of blood spurted out, and quickly stretched out his hand to draw a talisman, only to see a red shadow flash, the blood actually transformed into two wings, appearing behind him, and then the demon escape technique Suddenly speed up.
A gleam of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the ancient demon Jia Luo, but he didn't intend to go after him at all. Instead, he raised his hand, his five fingers formed into claws, and grabbed the void on the ground.
Although this hall is large, the secret technique performed by the pig demon is not trivial. Seeing that he is about to reach the gate of the hall, he can't help but be overjoyed. As long as he goes out from here, he should have no problem escaping his life.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a hole was opened in the ground three feet in front, and several black shadows shot from inside.
At such a close distance, it was too late to dodge.
The black shadows pierced his body, and the muscle-hardening secret technique had no effect at all, but after a bang, the corpse turned into an arm.
"Oh, the great method of crossing the catastrophe with a substitute, I can't imagine that among the monsters, there are also magical powers similar to my demonic way, but do you think this can escape the poisonous hands of the deity?"
The black-clothed monk let out a strange laugh, and then there was a surge of devilish energy, and countless hairs grew on the top of his bald head.
No...not hair, but thin thick hands, each one is only one-third the thickness of a little finger, but they look hideous and terrifying. On the top of the tentacles, there is actually a small mouth, inside the mouth , It seems to be the devil's fangs that have shrunk countless times.
Although the skills of the demon cultivators are weird and evil, they are naturally far inferior to the real demons in front of them.
The pig demon escaped a catastrophe, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw thousands of poisonous snakes attacking him from all directions.
Too many and too dense, unless he can teleport, there is no room for dodge at all.
The monster was so frightened that it flew out of its wits, and stretched out its hand to shoot at its waist continuously. Seven or eight magic weapons were sacrificed by him, turning into balls of light of various colors, protecting in front of him.