Snort!sneer......

Lian Mingcheng struck out one trick after another with both hands, and the silk-like black light around his body turned into a narrow black sword and shot up into the sky, and then these black flying swords blurred for a while, turning one into ten, ten into hundred, and in a blink of an eye, the thick black sword curtain covered the small half of the sky above the martial arts arena. At the same time, the huge golden sword also disappeared from the sword curtain.

"Fairy Murong, please advise!"

Lian Mingcheng shouted, the sword curtain flashed with deep brilliance, and it suddenly poured down towards Murong Xianxian, and between the flickering blades, there was a faint sound of breaking the sky.

When Murong Xianxian saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, his hands quickly sealed, and he said, "Lotus, Tianqing!"

The star power gathered, and in an instant, twelve huge star power buds were formed, facing the black sword curtain, and a powerful aura that was hidden and not emanating emanated from the flower buds.

At the moment when the flower bud and the sword curtain were about to make contact, Murong Xianxian played a trick, and the twelve flower buds suddenly bloomed, shooting out countless star power wave blades to cut the black sword curtain, but although the black sword curtain lost some flying swords, it gradually surrounded the twelve lotus flowers.

"Boom!"

Murong Xian's expression was indifferent, and the twelve giant lotuses burst one after another, making a loud rumbling sound, and the sword curtain was broken alive, and those narrow black flying swords turned into wisps of black one after another, and finally dissipated.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lian Mingcheng's eyes on the opposite side, but then he sneered, and the magic trick in his heart was urgent, just behind the disintegrating sword curtain, a golden light flashed, and a huge golden knife flashed out from behind the sword curtain, turning into a long rainbow and slashing down towards Murong Xianxian, with a hideous smile on his face.

Lian Mingcheng's flowing gold knife is made of an extremely rare material produced in the Gloomy Gold Desert, Shuo Jinsha is refined, it is incomparably sharp, it has been refined by the refining master, and it has been cultivated into an immortal weapon, I don't know how many hostile flying sword treasures have been helped to cut him.

Although the opponent's treasure mirror and flying sword are also immortal weapons, under the unexpected slash of this knife, they may not be able to severely damage these two (sets) immortal weapons.

Zheng!

Murong Xianxian commanded the seven-colored sword without hesitation, turning into seven Changhong to meet the golden sword, and suddenly there was a continuous sound of slashing, and in an instant, the golden light and silver light on the martial arts field flashed intertwined, and an amazing light burst out. The two treasures couldn't hold each other for a while.

Lian Mingcheng's face changed slightly, his estimation of Murong Xianxian was already very high, but he didn't expect that the quality of the other party's flying sword was not inferior to the quality of his own flying knife, and it seemed impossible to rely on the benefits of the magic weapon to win.

However, Liwei's idea is not even Mingcheng's patent, although Murong Xianxian is also a little reluctant to give up the flying knife, but now it is a competition, even if there is loot, it has to be returned, so she simply focuses on destruction, urges the sword technique, and casts the Beidou Sword Array: "Beidou.Xinghai Fucha!"

Seven rainbow-like sword lights suddenly sparkled, turning into a brilliant nebula, and suddenly wrapped the golden sword.

"Not good!"

Lian Mingcheng's heart palpitated for a while, and when he wanted to take back the golden knife, he was shocked to find that he was no longer able to command the golden knife, only a faint faint connection, "Stay ......"

Before he could shout, the light in the nebula spun around, and the golden knife let out an unwilling wail, which suddenly turned into countless pieces and disappeared in the nebula.

Pain!

The Shining Gold Desert is one of the two peerless realms of the Black Horn, and the Shining Gold Sand is particularly rare, he also collected it for nearly a thousand years to raise enough materials to refine this magic weapon, and paid a great price to ask someone to refine this magic weapon, but he didn't expect it to be cut down, which made Lian Mingcheng heartbroken.

However, before Lian Mingcheng could react from his anger, Murong Xianxian had already rushed towards the bronze ancient mirror above his head with great speed, and in an instant, Sanskrit sounds arose, like thousands of ancient Buddhas chanting in unison, six golden runes swirled like electricity, and countless six-colored glows flew out of the mirror, swept through the nebula sword vortex, and wrapped the black flying sword in the sky at once.

Laugh at......

In this six-colored glow, those black flying swords melted one after another like fertile snow in boiling soup...... Although the black evil silk is wonderful and extremely vicious, this kind of treasure with the nature of magic is the most afraid of the magic weapon of the Buddha treasure and the thunder attribute. Murong Xianxian did not have the true power of the Great Pessimistic Mirror at the beginning, so the other party would gradually enter the dice, so that the treasure was lost.

Murong Xianxian's move was as fast as lightning, and by the time Lian Mingcheng came to his senses, most of the black silk had already disappeared.

"Buddha Treasure!" Lian Mingcheng cried out, extremely remorseful in his heart.

These black silk silk are different from the flowing gold knife, but the magic weapon that he personally cultivated and cultivated, in addition to the magic weapon of the Dharma and the magic weapon of the thunder attribute, the ordinary treasures are not plundered, but also polluted, even if they are scattered, they will be quickly recovered, but now almost all the black silk can no longer be restored, and hundreds of years of hard work are ruined.

"Second brother, help me!"

Where did he still have the mind to fight alone, he tore off a string of skull bracelets on his wrist and threw them upward, and without thinking, he spewed out a mouthful of essence blood towards the string of skull bracelets...... Almost at the same time, even Mingde flew into the arena, raised his hand and threw out a string of similar skull bracelets, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

Rumble~

Two extremely terrifying auras suddenly appeared, and the source of them was the two bracelets...... In an instant, the two strings of bracelets spread out, and eighteen skulls flew in the air, suddenly skyrocketing, and countless heaven and earth spiritual qi began to converge here.

The skulls suddenly swelled to the size of wheels, and the gathered spiritual energy turned into their flesh and bones, and almost instantly, eighteen ugly trolls with a height of more than twenty meters appeared around Murong Xianxian, faintly surrounding her, and exuding a powerful murderous aura from their bodies.

"Eighteen gods and demons!" Yan Daolin was shocked, and the other Yan elders next to him were also dumbfounded.

Murong Xianxian is an outsider, and he doesn't know the details of these eighteen gods and demons. 10,000 years ago, a demon cultivator who broke out of the endless sea relied on the eighteen gods and demons to create endless blood cases, and even more than ten sect families disappeared, and finally gathered the strong people of the entire Black Horn region to encircle and annihilate the demon cultivator, and the eighteen gods and demons were also eliminated. However, it is said that after the death of the demon cultivator, the treasures he carried were divided among the strong people, among which there were eighteen refining methods of gods and demons, which did not seem to be fake.

"Family Master, isn't this really the eighteen gods and demons of the year?" an elder asked softly.

"Probably not. ”

Yan Daolin shook his head slowly: "If it is really those eighteen gods and demons, not to mention that the power will not be like this, then even the brothers may not be able to control such a murderous thing, and they will inevitably be counterattacked." ”

"That's good, that's good, Fairy Murong still has a chance to win!" several elders breathed a sigh of relief.

Rumble!!

Waves of terrifying aura bombarded Murong Xianxian in the middle, although these gods and demons did not attack, Murong Xianxian felt that there were more than a dozen ancient fierce beasts watching him around...... To tell the truth, these eighteen gods and demons are much more powerful than the eighteen fierce beasts, a pair of huge eyes, full of bloodthirsty gaze, looking at Murong Xian Xian felt like a delicacy, and the great pessimistic mirror that exuded the atmosphere of Buddhism made them feel coveted and a little jealous.

The treasures of the Buddha sect do have a restraining effect on the evil demons, but this restraint is interactive, if the evil demons are strong enough to a certain extent, they will in turn restrain the treasures of the Buddha sect, for example, if these gods and demons can devour the spirit of the Great Compassion Mirror, the power will also get a qualitative leap.

Monsters are always greedy, and Murong Xianxian did not receive them because it was the first time she had come into contact with this kind of demonic magic weapon, and she also wanted to see their power.

Greed has always been the nature of demonic creatures, and finally, these gods and demons no longer tempted, and they let out a roar in unison, spewing out clusters of iron-blue demonic flames from their seven orifices, and blasted towards Murong Xianxian.

The Great Compassion Mirror emitted bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the six-colored light rain fell, turning into a six-colored lotus platform to hold up Murong Xianxian, and it became more and more dignified in the light curtain.

"It's the Blue Devil Flame!"

Yan Daolin's face was solemn, and he looked nervously at the martial arts arena...... He finally understood now why the other party knew about Murong Xianxian's terrible achievements, but still led these two people over to provoke, maybe it was this magic weapon that he relied on, Yan Daolin thought to himself, in other words, he faced these eighteen gods and demons, I am afraid he would not last long. Especially the Blue Demon Flame, which can enter the gap immediately, is very vicious, and can even incinerate the primordial spirit of the great monk.

On the other side, Qi Xianshan showed a mixture of excitement and regret on his face...... Excitedly, as long as Murong Xianxian is refined, the Yan family basically has no chance to resist this time, but it is a pity that he originally wanted to subdue Murong Xianxian, not only because of his superb cultivation, but also because of his outstanding appearance, but in the hands of the gods and demons, the possibility of her escaping is very small.

In the Blue Demon Flame, Murong Xianxian did not have the slightest fear. It's not that the Blue Devil Flame is too weak, but her magic weapon is very powerful, as long as those Blue Devil Flames get close to the six-colored light building, there will be a glow of light rolling by, destroying the approaching Demon Flame invisible.

Half an hour later, Murong Xianxian suddenly let out a crisp laugh and said, "Two fellow Daoists, is the power of your magic weapon just like that? It's too disappointing!"

"Humph!"

Lian Mingcheng's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a dark voice: "Since the fairy has spoken, Lian Mou has no choice but to do what Fang Jia wants! Let you see the true power of the eighteen gods and demons!"

After that, the two brothers of the Lian family shouted loudly and played the trick again and again!