Although demon cultivation is not uncommon in the abyss of the sea of fog, if such an alternative monk appears in a group that is not a demon cultivator, it is still quite excluded, especially if it also has a certain status.

In the previous battle, in order not to reveal the identity of the demon cultivator, Yu Xiangtian only took out a set of demon fire flags, secretly urged their power, and wanted to destroy the formation base, and the other two groups of robbers came out to fight, and he took the scale clan to reap the benefits of the fisherman. But now that the identity of the demon cultivator has been exposed, and after he urged the magic skill, the cultivation of the demon path supernatural power has already shown signs of the demon skill backlash, and he has no scruples about using it.

Seeing that the boundless sword qi was wrapped in it, he snorted coldly, returned his fist with his right hand, and hit his chest with a 'bang', raised his head and let out a monster-like howl, and opened his mouth sharply, and a dark green light spewed out.

After the light group exited, a dark green small tripod less than an inch tall suddenly appeared, Yu Xiangtian beckoned to this small tripod with a gloomy face, and the small tripod turned into a dark green light and shot into his hand.

Yu Xiangtian rubbed his hands, the light in his palm was sheng, the small tripod rose to a height of several feet, the runes on the ding body flickered, the mouth of the tripod was uncovered, covered with dark green smoke, he held the bottom with one hand, but it seemed to be as light as nothing, and he didn't know what material it was made of.

Murong Xian's pupils shrank slightly, and he secretly said strangely in his heart...... Judging from the aura emanating from this magic weapon, there is no doubt that it must be a magic weapon, and the grade is very high, it has not reached the quasi-immortal weapon level, and it is not much different. However, at the mouth of this small ding, there is a gap, although it seems not to be big, but this magic weapon has a loophole after all, Murong Xian thinks that he has all kinds of restraint magic weapons and magical powers, although he is vigilant in his heart, but he is not so afraid.

Seeing the wary look on Murong Xianxian's face, Yu Xiangtian said proudly: "You are also clever, you know how powerful my magic weapon is. I'm Bailingding, how powerful is it, it's better for you to experience it yourself!"

In his tone, he seemed confident in what he was holding...... This is the strongest treasure that Yu Xiangtian got in that ruin, although it is a little damaged, but it seems to have little impact on the power of the treasure.

Then, Yu Xiangtian's right hand flicked his body, making a dull sound, and the runes on the Bailing Ding suddenly burst out with a dark green brilliance, and then the dark green cloud at the mouth of the Ding expanded violently as if adding an extruder, enveloping his figure in it.

At the same time, the wind was blowing fiercely around, and countless pale green mist poured in from all directions, and there were ghost cryes from the mist, as if there were countless unjust souls crying in the fog.

It's just that he flicked the Bailing Ding, and there was the power of heaven and earth changing color, no wonder he was so confident in this magic weapon, although Murong Xianxian believed in the power of the Great Compassion Mirror and the Beidou Sword Technique, but he was very curious about the origin of this magic weapon.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the sky from those mist, and one by one, tall dark green-skinned demons rushed out with various weapons in their hands, heading straight for Murong Xianxian.

With a flash of light, the sword array was launched, and countless colored sword qi flashed crosswise, enveloping those evil ghosts, and then these evil ghosts were all twisted into pieces by the sword qi...... However, immediately, these demons that had been twisted into pieces turned into clouds of dark green mist, which flew back and merged back into the green mist.

"Huh!" Murong Xianxian didn't feel anything, but the fish in the green mist soared into the sky, but he cried out in surprise.

These demons were all monks with the first line of monks before they were born, and their souls were originally extremely powerful, and after being ambushed, they were trained by Bailing Ding, and they were very strong, and they couldn't hurt them at all with a magic weapon. But today, he was vulnerable to being destroyed by the opponent's sword array, which was somewhat unexpected for him. After a little hesitation, he finally unleashed the maximum power of the Bailing Ding in his hand no longer retained.

I saw that he suddenly threw the Bailing Ding in his hand into the air, and the Ding flew into the air, hovering motionless about three feet above his head, and then Yu Xiangtian recited a spell and played a series of magic tricks towards Baoding.

Call~

The yin wind was howling, and the mist was surging from all directions, and the Bailing Ding made a buzzing sound, and its volume skyrocketed again, it was four meters tall, still suspended in the air, and a crying sound came out, and countless various yin spirits rushed out of it, and rose into a green-faced and fanged evil ghost against the storm, rushing towards Murong Xianxian.

"How many people has this magic weapon killed?" Seeing this, Murong Xianxian shouted.

Among these yin spirits, there are many kinds of demon beasts and alien races, but more of them are human races, and there are even many old and weak women and children...... This made Murong Xianxian very angry.

Magic weapons such as tripods, towers, and bells often have special powers, and Murong Xian's mountains and rivers are also forbidden by some ancient beasts, which are very powerful. However, they have not been refined into any treasures, the mountains and rivers are just a special kind of prison, and those strange beasts that have stored their soul bodies have not been obliterated.

"How many? Who knows! Maybe 100,000 or hundreds of thousands. Among them, there must be hundreds of monk spirits to refine such a treasure tripod. After I got this treasure tripod, I have killed countless people, but you are still the first to deal with monks of the same rank. "From the green mist came the sound of fish soaring in the cloudy sky.

Murong Xianxian suddenly gloomed, staring coldly at the blurred figure in the green mist, and after a while, only a few words came out of his mouth: "You should be damned." ”

"Damn? I don't know how many people have said such words to Zaixia, but they are not alive and well. But the people who said this, their souls have all been received by me, as part of this tripod, you will not be an exception. ”

Yu Xiangtian said with a sneer. Then he didn't want to say anything more, and a red spell struck the ding.

The dark green light suddenly burst out from the ding, and a piercing sound came from the ding, and then several skulls flew out of the ding, lined up in front of them...... This is not the end of the world, one after another skulls flew out of the ding, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of them appeared, crowded around the sky of Yu Xiangtian.

Rumble!

After the last skull flew out, Yu Xiangtian scolded and played one trick after another, and those skulls were like taking a big tonic, facing the storm and full of energy.

At the same time, green light erupted from the seven orifices of these skeletons, and then all the white skulls of Bai Sensen roared, spitting out the ghost fire of the blue phosphorus and rushing straight towards Murong Xianxian. RS