The magic power contained in this cathartic aura was several times higher than that contained in the Spirit Haochu Demon Slaying Fist, and it was obviously produced by reverse transformation after some strange change.

Jiang Rong's body immediately retreated, her right hand slapped the storage bag, and an extra bead immediately appeared in her hand, her eyes showed a cunning color, and she spat lightly: "Receive!"

As soon as these words came out, the magic power that spread all around suddenly paused, and then, at an extremely fast speed, frantically swept towards the bead in Jiang Rong's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by the bead.

The originally white and flawless beads became pitch black at this moment, as if there was a ghost in it, exuding bursts of cold air.

"Old Seven, Senior Sister won't snatch the title of the Seventh Son of Ziyun with you, but the magic power after this alienation must belong to me!" Jiang Rong took the bead and chuckled.

Ling Haochu glanced at the bead, and said in a deep voice: "You create the magic fist, presumably to use the demon killing fist for the bow me, so as to absorb the magic power in it, senior sister, if you tell me directly, maybe the junior brother is not disgusted, but now, if you want to get that magic power, it is impossible!"

The moment Ling Haochu's words came out, the pitch-black demonic qi in the bead in Jiang Rong's hand suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared, and the pitch-black bead quickly turned white.

This magic power is not the real power of demon cultivation, but a trace of illusion that Ling Haochu showed after reversing his own spiritual power, so that he can do whatever he wants, and he can collapse it with a single movement of his mind.

This kind of inverted spiritual power can't be given to people, otherwise the other party will naturally be able to find out the true way to cultivate the Demon Killing Fist under the research of the other party. Ling Haochu once promised Situ Nan that these three killing moves would never be passed on!

Jiang Rong's face sank, her eyebrows were furrowed, she glanced at the bead in her hand, and when she pinched it, the bead suddenly shattered, she looked up at Ling Haochu, and said softly: "Old Seven, I only need you a trace of magic, if you give it to me, I will immediately abstain from withdrawing, otherwise"

Ling Haochu looked at Jiang Rong, there was a slight relationship between him and this woman, but on the whole, they did not owe each other, and when he heard this, Ling Haochu said flatly: "Fourth Senior Sister, this favor, I can't help you!"

Jiang Rong looked at Ling Haochu, and after Shaoba, he raised his right hand and spat out lightly, "Nine Turns Refining Immortal Technique!"

As soon as these words came out, a vast golden light immediately roared out from Jiang Rong's body, and at the same time, her complexion was also shrouded in golden light, and she looked full of a strange feeling.

Her right hand, at this moment, is even more like a golden cast, emitting bursts of golden light.

A metallic spiritual power, suddenly, slowly condensed from his right hand, forming a golden vortex, above his right hand, slowly turning.

1 turn, 2 turns, 3 turns, 4 turns, 5 turns...... , In total, after five turns, the golden whirlpool was stunned, and it rotated in the opposite direction Sanling Haochu's eyes flashed, and he raised his left hand, and in his hand, the power of the three golden immortals that was imprisoned suddenly burst out, condensing on the palm of his hand.

But seeing a whirlpool the size of a division, silently, appeared in Ling Haochu's left hand, slowly rotating, one turn, two turns, three turns!

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Rong's eyes, this nine-turn refining immortal technique, she handed it over to Ling Haochu for only a few days, but the other party actually cultivated the power of the three turns in this short period of time, which was beyond her imagination.

"Old Seven, the power of the three turns, but it is useless to me!" Jiang Rong's eyes were shocked and said flatly.

Ling Haochu's expression was as usual, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly moved, and one of them, along his left hand, was directly integrated into the power of the three-turn golden immortal, and in vain, the power of the three-turn shook suddenly, and it actually turned around again!

"Now, four turns!" Ling Haochu said, and the spiritual power in his body flew out again, frantically drilling into his left hand.

Four turns of the power of the Golden Immortal, one turn again!

"Now, it's the fifth turn!" Ling Haochu's expression is still the same, but he is suffering great pain in his body, and the power of the golden immortal in his left hand is already a little uncontrollable, but Ling Haochu's combat power is definitely not something Jiang Rong can imagine, after all, all the experiences of Zu Xuan are things that Jiang Rong cannot encounter in his life as a disciple of a famous sect.

At this moment, in Jiang Rong's opinion, Ling Haochu's demeanor was as usual, his face was calm, and there was no clue at all.

Ling Haochu smiled slightly, looked at Jiang Rong, and said, "Do you want to see the power of my six-turn golden immortal?"

Jiang Rong's face sank, looked at Ling Haochu, and said slowly: "Even if you really have the power of six turns, you are not my opponent!"

Ling Haochu laughed, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly the Xinghai Thunder Musket turned into a black light, flashed out, and floated directly into the void.

At the same time, Ling Haochu's divine sense flew, and a small red sword turned into a thin line and spread out, exuding a strong divine sense power.

Add these two things, how about you!"

Jiang Rong looked at Ling Haochu, was silent for a while, suddenly smiled, and said softly: "I still underestimate you, Seventh Brother, Senior Sister abstained!"

As he spoke, Jiang Rong sent his body backwards and returned to the place where the purple vein floated before.

But, at this moment, suddenly the sky was in the distance. Suddenly, a purple rainbow roared madly.

The rest of the six vein disciples looked sideways one after another, looking at the place where the purple qi rushed from afar, and many of them suddenly had strange expressions at a glance.

Di Xuanzi's demeanor was as usual, and he didn't look at the purple qi like a rainbow, but put his hands behind his back, and his face was flat.

The purple qi roared in, suddenly stopped outside the hundred zhang, and the purple qi dispersed, revealing the figure of a young man inside, this person's sideburns were white, his face was thin, and the whole person looked like a sharp sword, exuding bursts of coldness.

This kind of aura is quite similar to those disciples of the Western Heaven Sword Demon.

He was dressed in purple, almost the same as Ling Haochu and Long Po and others, he stood there and hugged his fists to Di Xuanzi, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Tang Yunshan Tang Shanhong, meet the master!"

"It's him!" Bai Wei stared.

The fourth senior sister, Jiang Rong, also stared at this person, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

"Purple Sixth!"

"The Seven Sons of Ziyun before Cao Yunling!"

"It is said that this person has been following the master for a long time, and after losing to his fellow Cao Yunling, he stayed away from the Purple Cloud Sect and went to the mainland outside the sky to practice!"

There were bursts of whispered discussions, and from the rest of the six series of disciples, they came slowly.

Di Xuanzi's eyes fell on Tang Shanhong. A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he said, "It's good that you can rush back!"

Tang Shanhong looked dusty and said: "The disciple would not have delayed, but when he passed by the Black Ink Continent, there was a treasure there, and the disciple was overjoyed to see it and wanted to offer it to the master, so there was a delay. ”

Di Xuanzi laughed and said, "What kind of treasure can you fancy?"

Tang Shanhong looked as usual, and when he patted the storage bag, there was immediately an extra item in his hand.

This thing is a six-leaf flower, the color of this flower is white, but the six leaves are red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, and six colors.

Under the backdrop of this six-colored color, this white flower, not only does not have a sense of color disorder, but has a sense of dust, as if sublimated by the six-colored light, and it is even more enchanting.

"Officially, this strange flower, the disciple has not seen much. I couldn't recognize what this flower was, but when it was the Black Ink Star, it was being killed and snatched by three seven-rank desolate beasts, and the disciple was also consuming a lot of thought. That's how to take this thing away!" Tang Shanhong sent the flower forward in his hand and said respectfully.

(End of chapter)