The battle situation in the magic circle was even worse than that outside, and after Feng Zhiyuan killed Haiyun with one move, his body sank and rushed towards the magic weapon.

It's just that the others had already anticipated his intentions, and before he could grab the magic weapon, the magic weapons came out one after another, and more than ten magic weapons shrouded all the vital points on his body.

Feng Zhiyuan snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to the magic weapon in everyone's hands at all, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, a huge suction force surged out wildly, covering the long sword.

Seeing that the magic weapon was about to fall into Feng Zhiyuan's hands, Hou Lao immediately snorted coldly, and the aura on his body flashed, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a black light and rushed towards the magic weapon.

At this time, the demon spirit had already recovered its strength, turning into a puff of black smoke and attacking towards the wind.

As soon as Feng Zhiyuan's spiritual power was handed out, he felt a huge spiritual power surging from behind him, and he was immediately surprised, he didn't have time to look at it, and regardless of the magic weapon, his body spun in the air and got out of the attack range.

And at the moment when his body twisted, the magic weapon also flew past him with a "whoosh", missing him.

"Damn!" Feng Zhiyuan cursed in his heart, and rushed towards the magic weapon again with an unwilling face.

"Don't think!" A buzzing voice followed, and it was the demon spirit who spoke, and at this time, his body had already turned into a black gas and rolled directly towards the magic weapon.

As a demon spirit, he deeply knew the significance of this artifact to the Retort Clan, once it fell into the hands of the Terrans, it would be an immeasurable disaster for the Demon Clan.

And just as the demon spirit spoke, a giant hand popped directly through the thick black gas, and then saw an old face slowly emerge, it was Hou Lao, who had already been "injured a lot".

"You ......" An angry light flashed in everyone's eyes, and they attacked after a little hesitation.

Hou Lao glanced coldly at the group of Jiedan monks, and said sharply: "If you want to die, come!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a giant sword flashed, and then the giant sword spun in the air and shot down directly at the first monk.

"Bang!" A loud bang came out, and the two magic weapons collided together, and before everyone could react, they heard a "click" sound, and the magic weapon under the giant sword was cut off.

Looking at the magic weapon that was cut into two pieces by the giant sword, everyone's faces changed drastically, and the monk who had already made a move immediately moved his heart, and forcibly took the magic weapon back, and several who were too strong in attack power were almost forced to spit blood by the counterattack power of the magic weapon.

Hou Lao cut off the magic weapon with one move, and without looking at the group of monks, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and he directly put away the long sword.

And at the same time as he grabbed the long sword in his hand, the demon spirit also rolled with black qi, and its body rolled in the air, turning into a spear dozens of zhang long, and shot down at Hou Lao with a bang.

"It's good to come!" Boss Hou shouted, without the slightest fear, the spiritual light flashed in his hand, and the long sword that had not disappeared hovered in the air, and directly met the spear, and the two magic weapons collided together with a bang.

"What a powerful attack, the Yuanying Monk is really powerful." Seeing that the impact of the two magic weapons was so powerful, everyone's faces changed slightly, and the intention to secretly make a move also quietly disappeared in this blow.

With the loud noise, suddenly a vast and incomparably powerful force rushed into the sky, frantically rushing out in all directions, as if destroying everything everywhere it went, smashing everything to pieces, even those few Jiedan monks had a feeling of being difficult to control, and they were led back again and again by the huge force.

Looking at the spear that was knocked away, Jing Fan secretly relieved himself, as long as this artifact was in Hou Lao's hands, he still had a chance, if it was taken away by that monster, the task of the retort clan would not be able to be completed again.

"What a powerful attack!" As the spear slowly stopped, a surprised voice buzzed, and immediately, the demon spirit also slowly appeared, but this time one of the demon spirit's right hands had disappeared, obviously not lightly injured in the blow just now.

"It's good to know, I advise you to leave early, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind." Hou Lao glanced at the demon spirit with disdain, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Although the demon spirit was seriously injured, he did not back down at all, shook his head and said, "I will never let you take the treasure!" ”

The old man was also secretly surprised by the persistence of the demon spirit, although this treasure was important, but the demon clan could not drive it, in this case, why did he care so much about this treasure?

Hou Lao thought so in his heart, and slowly said: "The treasure is in my hand, if you want it, come and get it!" ”

A trace of desolation flashed in the monster's eyes, and it took a while to make up his mind, and he nodded vigorously and said, "I will definitely get him back, even if my soul is scattered, I will never let this treasure fall into your hands." ”

"Good determination, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" Hou Lao sneered, directly put away the treasure, and said indifferently.

Seeing that Hou Lao saw that the treasure was collected into the space ring, a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the demon spirit, how could he not know that Hou Lao's strength was far better than his own, but guarding the artifact was his own accusation, and now that the artifact was taken away, what was the point of his existence?

Thinking of this, the demon spirit did not hesitate any longer, a trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in his huge eyes, and in an instant, the black qi on his body rolled, and the severed arm grew again, and then his body rolled into a jet-black long sword and stabbed towards Hou Lao.

"Carving insect skills!" Hou Lao glanced at the pitch-black long sword with disdain, the spiritual light flashed in his hand, and the magic weapon flashed out, and then his mind moved, and the magic weapon quickly attacked the black long sword.

What is surprising is that as soon as the long sword in Hou Lao's hand was shot, the demon spirit in the black sword secretly shouted: "Light Splitting Sword Shadow" Immediately, the black sword dripping in the air suddenly turned into six sharp swords with the same appearance, and pounced on Hou Lao.

Seeing that the black sword turned into six identical long swords in a blink of an eye, Hou Lao was secretly taken aback, his steps quickly retreated, and at the same time, a flash of inspiration in his hand, an ancient magic trick was pinched out, and suddenly he saw a huge turtleshell-like shield flash in the void air.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" five crisp sounds came out in a row, and five pitch-black long swords struck the shield one after another, and the other one collided with the magic weapon raised by Hou Lao, making a loud noise.

"That's all your attack!" Seeing the five black swords disappear, Hou Lao sneered disdainfully.

"Really?" An old voice in the demonic qi snorted coldly, and suddenly the long sword in the black qi gushed out like a flying locust, and the target was Hou Lao, who was standing in the void.

"You also taste the power of ten thousand swords, haha!" The demon spirit laughed.

Seeing countless black swords coming in, Rao is Hou Lao was also taken aback, the spiritual light flashed in his hand, and suddenly the shield in front of him flashed again.

"Puff ......"

There were seven rings in a row, and each sound had a shield that was the same, obviously facing these black swords, and the old man didn't dare to be careless.

Sure enough, as soon as the shield in front of Hou Lao was formed, a crisp sound of "click" came out, and the shield in front was pierced by a sharp sword in a blink of an eye, and the aura disappeared into the void.

"Hey, that's amazing." Looking at the shield pierced by the sword, Jing Fan was secretly frightened, he had already seen the defensive power of the shield just now, but he didn't expect the seemingly indestructible shield to be so vulnerable among these small swords.

"Click!" Just under Jing Fan's distraction, another shield was pierced by a sharp sword.

Seeing that the sword broke through two defenses in a blink of an eye, Hou Lao also began to get anxious, according to this progress, it was only a matter of time before all the prohibitions were broken, but at this time, his magic weapon was covered by that demonic energy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

"Quack, you know how good I am this time, right?" The voice of the old man in the demonic aura came out, and he seemed to be extremely excited.

"Not necessarily!" With a cold snort, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and it was the fiery red long sword that had just arrived.

Seeing the appearance of the fiery red long sword, the old man was immediately shocked, and the black qi rolled up, and he stepped back directly, obviously very afraid of this long sword, and this fear had already left a shadow in his heart, otherwise how could a demon spirit who was a primordial infant cultivator be frightened by a momentum?

In the carelessness of the demon spirit, Hou Lao immediately felt the connection on the magic weapon, and with a movement of his mind, he took back the magic weapon in the black qi.

At the same time, Hou Lao's heart moved again, and he wanted to urge the long sword in his hand to attack the enemy, but unfortunately it backfired, although this magic weapon looked good, but no matter how hard he tried, the magic weapon did not move at all, and it could not exert any power at all.

Seeing that Hou Lao couldn't activate the magic weapon, the demon spirit suddenly became happy, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you don't know how to use it at all, but you still want to be here to fake the tiger." ”

Hearing the demon spirit say this, Hou Lao couldn't help but blush, he has grown so big, and he has never encountered such an embarrassing thing today, the dignified Yuanying monk can't even drive a magic weapon, if this is spread out, where will his face go?

The demon spirit didn't pay attention to whether there was a place for his face, and the demonic qi rolled up in joy, and attacked Hou Lao again.

At this time, although Lao was extremely angry, but the enemy didn't have the heart to think about anything at the moment, and the spiritual light in his hand flashed, and the natal magic weapon flashed, turning into a streamer and facing the black qi on the opposite side.

With the experience of the last time, this time Hou Lao didn't dare to hold it up again, and pinched out the magic trick in his hand again and again, commanding the magic weapon on his head to rush towards the demon spirit frantically.

"Poof!" A muffled sound came out, and the giant sword flashed and slashed directly at the demonic qi, and as the giant sword fell, the demonic qi was instantly cut in half.

Despite this, Hou Lao didn't dare to be careless, he had already fought with this demon spirit once, and knew that this kind of attack would not be able to hurt the monster's more capital.

A loud "boom" sounded, and the giant sword slashed the demonic qi in half with a single move, and the long sword slammed into the ground, leaving a large pit several zhang wide on the seemingly indestructible ground.

And at the same time as the giant sword fell, the magic circle transformed by the demonic qi also shook wildly, I don't know if it was the cause of the blow just now or what was going on.

Seeing that the entire array was shaking wildly, Jing Fan was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart: "Could it be that this magic array is about to break?" ”

And at this moment, the mutation protruded, with the shaking of the magic circle, the entire high platform also swayed wildly, the others were fine, but Jing Fan, who had no spiritual power, was unable to rise up from the high platform at this time, and he couldn't keep shaking with the shaking of the high platform, and it was difficult to even stand.

At this time, the eyes of all the monks fell on the battle between Hou Lao and the demon spirit, where did they have time to pay attention to Jing Fan on the high platform, although he was staggering on the high platform at this time, no one paid attention to him.

In a hurry, he wanted to find a place to borrow his strength, but he couldn't, seeing that the shaking was getting worse and worse, Jing Fan muttered to himself in his heart: "Could it be that I am going to fall to my death here today?" ”

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