Volume 1, Demon Invasion Tianmu Yuan Chapter 77, Beichen died in battle?

Once the demon beast reaches the foundation building realm, the spirit core formed by the condensation of spiritual energy will be produced in the body, and the spirit core is the crystallization of the powerful cultivation of the demon beast, and it is also one of the necessary medicinal materials to help the monk promote to cultivation.

Hearing Han Wentian's answer, an idea popped up in Beichen's mind, could it be that there was a powerful predecessor who wanted to use the spirit core of the demon beast in the Zhiwei Realm to break through the shackles of cultivation?

If that's the case, it all seems to make sense.

But there is still one doubt -

You must know that the Demon Beast of the Zhiwei Realm is almost invincible among the Terran monks of the same realm by virtue of its strong body, and as far as Beichen knows, there are very few Zhiwei Realm monks in the Divine Wind Continent, who has the ability to kill the Demon Beast of the Zhiwei Realm?

Wait a minute!

Beichen figured out a little, a Terran monk in the Zhiwei Realm couldn't beat it, but what if it was two, three?

No wonder Han Wentian said that behind all this there is the shadow of the Four Sects and the Divine Wind Empire!

Han Wentian saw that Beichen's face changed slightly, and said, "Brother Bei, as smart as you, you should have figured out the key, right?"

Beichen's face turned ugly, and he said, "This is why you betrayed the human race, and you want to take revenge on them and avenge your family?"

Han Wentian didn't say anything, just looked at Beichen quietly.

At this time, the young demon who had been breathing his injuries said sharply: "Han Wentian, don't waste my time, hurry up and kill the other party!"

Han Wentian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Bei, let me give you a ride." ”

I saw that his right hand was held towards the void, and the one-person-high sword flew directly into his right hand.

When he got closer, Beichen found that the blades on both sides of the big sword were blunt, and there were four big characters engraved on the sword body, and the heavy sword had no edge!

Unexpectedly, Han Wentian relied on such a sword to cut out the sword qi that was extremely domineering and self-sacrificing!

Beichen's fingertips sword qi lingered, and he wanted to struggle for the last time.

But he himself knew that the other party had a heavy sword like Wu Feng, coupled with his own strength in the Eight Realms of Foundation Building, if he competed with sword qi, he had no chance of winning, which was also the reason why he didn't use sword qi in the first place.

But at this point, there is no choice.

Han Wentian's right arm muscles agitated, one hand raised without a blade, and then the heavy sword slashed straight down, without skill or skill, but the person who pressed it couldn't breathe, like a mountain collapsing!

Before Beichen's finger sword qi could be formed, he was instantly crushed by Han Wentian's domineering sword momentum, he looked at the latter, he was stunned for a moment, and then closed his eyes, everything was powerless.

Swish!

With a sword slash, a blood mark spread from Beichen's left chest to his right waist, and blood filled the sky.

Under this sword, Beichen also fell down, and he couldn't feel half of his breath anymore.

Han Wentian turned around directly without looking at it, and he said lightly: "The people in the way have already been dealt with." ”

The young demon frowned, his divine sense swept over Beichen, and found that the latter was indeed dead, so he said, "You could have solved it earlier, but you wasted so much of my time!"

Han Wentian approached the young demon, handed over the bone finger and said, "In terms of the result, there is not much difference, you got what you wanted." ”

The young demon took the bone finger and felt it carefully, although the power of the bone finger was greatly reduced after the confrontation with the Heavenly Demon Horn, but the slightest fluctuation from it still made his blood boil.

He believed that it wouldn't be long before this bone finger would regain the powerful power of the Zhiwei Realm, and all he had to do was to let the bone finger identify him as the master during this period, so as to complete the next big plan!

Yes, that's just the beginning!

The young devil looked fanatical, and kept rubbing the bone finger in his hand.

Han Wentian said, "So now, when can the things promised to me be given to me?"

The young demon glanced at Han Wentian and said, "Are you talking about the ember feathers left behind when the Phoenix Nirvana was reborn?"

"Not bad. Han Wentian's expression was solemn, everything he did was to get that phoenix ember feather!

All kinds of the past seem to be in front of us-

In order to cure Feixue's leg disease, Han Wentian went through a lot of hardships and finally got a chance to meet the pharmacist of Baiyun Temple.

It was a white-haired old man, and he couldn't tell the pharmacist rank, but the other party knew the origin of Han Feixue's leg disease just by taking a look.

Han Wentian saw that the other party's medical skills were so superb, and he thought that his sister Feixue could finally stand up.

Who knows, the other party shook his head and said: "If you delay for too long, the cold poison and the spiritual vein will merge, and if you forcibly remove it, your legs will not be saved." ”

For Han Wentian, this news is tantamount to a bolt from the blue.

Besides, how could he possibly allow his sister to be without legs!

So under his constant pleading, the medicine master said, "Legend has it that when the phoenix is reborn in Nirvana, it will leave behind a feather of ashes, and that ash feather can dispel all cold, and if you can get it, it may be able to dispel the cold poison in your sister's legs." ”

Han Wentian was happy when he heard this: "Where can I get the phoenix ember feather?

The pharmacist shook his head and sighed when he heard this, and finally only replied with one sentence - "I haven't seen the dragon flying for thousands of years, where can I hear the cry of the nine phoenixes?"

At the beginning, Han Wentian was puzzled by this sentence, and it was not until he asked his master that he understood.

In the history books that record this piece of heaven and earth, the heavenly dragon and nine phoenixes are rumored divine beasts, and the last time it was recorded was-

10,000 years ago!

The medicine man was using this to tell him cryptically to give up looking for Phoenix Ember Feather!

When Han Wentian heard the news, he was momentarily depressed, but after months of struggle, he still decided to look for the ethereal phoenix ember feather.

Because he still has a fantasy, with the existence of the phoenix that transcends heaven and earth, if he can leave the ember feathers, it will be preserved for only 10,000 years!

Later, a mysterious person found him and used it as a temptation to draw him into the abyss......

The young demon turned around slowly, with a playful face, and he said, "Do you know what a phoenix is?"

Han Wentian replied: "The ancient divine beasts are beyond all things. ”

"Then what do you think of the value of the Phoenix Ember Feather?"

"Immeasurable. ”

When the young demon heard this, he turned around and sneered: "Then why do you think I will have this thing, and why do you believe that I will give it to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the white ghost behind the young demon suddenly widened, and the endless murderous aura enveloped Han Wentian in it.

Han Wentian looked sad and sighed.

Such a result was already expected by him, being with the demons, like seeking the skin of a tiger, how could there be a good result, but even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he wanted to try to catch it!

"That's it, it's just one more disappointment, come back. ”

The young devil frowned when he heard this.

Suddenly, the bone finger in his hand was attracted by a powerful force, and he instantly came out of his hand and flew back into Han Wentian's hand.

And all this happened so fast that the young devil didn't have time to react at all!

"Give it to me!" The young demon was furious, and the terrifying spiritual power attacked Han Wentian, knocking the latter back dozens of feet.

The big sword in Han Wentian's hand smashed to the ground, setting off a wave of qi that collided with Lingwei until the two completely canceled out.

Seeing this, the young demon sneered: "You have betrayed your fellow clan, the human race only has land, and there is no place for you!

Han Wentian's face was expressionless, he slowly raised his big sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the other party, and his meaning was self-evident - it is useless to say more, if you want to fight, you will fight!

"Look for death!" The young devil tapped his right foot on the ground, and the terrifying aura turned into black flames, spreading in all directions.

Han Wentian slammed forward with his left foot, and his spiritual power instantly turned into a barrier, intending to stop this black flame.

But the moment the spiritual power barrier collided with the black flame, the barrier was quickly dissolved by the latter, Han Wentian frowned, his right arm was raised violently, and the blade swept up, and the ground under his feet was lifted directly, and the strange black flame was also lifted back with the ground.

The young demon smiled disdainfully, and with a wave of his right hand, the black flames that the spiritual power turned into dissipated one after another, and the ground that was lifted up turned into nothingness.

Han Wentian didn't expect that the other party would have such power with just a casual blow, no wonder Murong Wuchen was not his opponent!

Drink!

But in Han Wentian's dictionary, there is no word back.

He roared angrily, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and held the sword body with his left hand, and ran directly towards the young demon.

Seeing this, the young demon frowned, and with a little fingertip of his right finger, a black terrifying aura converged, but in an instant, it shot towards Han Wentian.

This is Yan Xu's finger, and the previous Murong Wuchen was seriously injured under this move!