Zuoqiu Maocheng and the Ancestor Demon seem to be a little different.

On the one hand, the Ancestor Demon relied on the elixir to improve his strength, and on the other hand, he absorbed the souls of people who were not defeated by him, and he seemed to have a lot of means in terms of methods, and even saw a large number of human faces in the process of fighting; And Zuoqiu Maocheng seems to have a very high realm, but he is purely relying on himself to explode, obviously killing so many girls, but not refining their souls, so that now it seems that the power of one move is more than enough and domineering is insufficient......

Jun Mad doesn't think Zuoqiu Maocheng is a character who doesn't pay attention to pomp, but this move is too simple, every time it is a real attack, and the speed is getting faster and faster, but there is no other means, could it be that he is planning something?

As soon as he thought of this, he added another thought to the fight with Zuoqiu Maocheng, and deliberately looked at the traces left by Zuoqiu Maocheng, but he didn't find anything.

This trace originally followed the trajectory of his movement, and his trajectory really depends on his mood, so it can be judged that Zuoqiu Maocheng has indeed lost his mind.

Most of the demon cultivators who have lost their minds have no possibility of saving, but just looking at Zuoqiu Maocheng's current posture, he really can't see that he has killed so much.

"Hey, hey! Aren't you going to be so good at showing me jokes? Jun madness spared no effort to provoke.

Sure enough, Zuoqiu Maocheng's movements were much faster, the air around him was even more depressing, and a large amount of demonic qi spread around, forcing Jun Mad to give up absorbing the aura of heaven and earth as a supply, and instead use the spars he had reserved.

"Roar!" Zuoqiu Maocheng let out an angry roar, his body swelled, and at the same time, black spots began to appear on his body, black spots were about half the size of a fingernail, and they looked like scales.

Jun Mad continued to tremble with it, but when he saw Zuoqiu Maocheng go from walking upright to rushing towards him on all four legs like a beast, the vigilance in his heart increased.

Zuoqiu Maocheng threw himself into the air once, but was slapped by Jun Mad and his body flew out upside down. Jun Crazy lowered his eyes and glanced at the palm of his hand, and found that there were no less than ten thorns in the palm, each of which exuded demonic energy.

"Give me these thorns!" The array of spirits said faintly, and a pair of eyes shone brightly.

"This?" Jun Mad shook his palm, and the black thorn fell out, and after falling out, the demonic qi that came into contact with the outside immediately began to grow, and continued to spread like a branch, and in the blink of an eye, he stood the size of a basin.

Jun Mad's face became ugly, but fortunately, the array spirit asked him for this thing, otherwise it would be really troublesome to let these thorns grow along the meridians in his body.

The defense ability of the golden dragon scales is very strong, but it is only a defense from the outside, and the inside of the body is eroded, so there is no way.

"Thank you, senior!" Jun Mad threw these overgrown black thorn bushes on the ground, just waiting to see how the array spirit absorbed.

"It's okay, it's okay, I do want this." The array spirit didn't care, and waved his hand, "Ancestor said, you are the sect master, we will help you no matter what, besides, although this thing fell from the demon cultivator's body, a little refining and removing the demon qi can become a good material for consolidating the formation." ”

When Jun heard this, he was embarrassed: "Why do I sound like ......?"

"Demon cultivators are full of treasures!" The array spirit's eyes lit up, "This person has been seriously eroded by demon cultivation, and he should be a very violent guy himself, so you don't have to be polite and beat him hard." ”

"Huh?" Jun was puzzled.

"I mean, this person was forcibly reversed when he was about to turn into a famous cultivator, and he probably didn't mean to do this, you can search his spiritual sense and see his memory." The array spirit nodded.

Jun Mad also nodded: "That's easy to say." ”

In front of him, this is definitely not an opponent, Zuoqiu Maocheng has turned into a black beast, his body is covered with scales, and a pair of horns began to grow on his head, this horn looks like a deer antler but is more majestic, and the thick and powerful tail is also covered by black scales, and when it shakes, it brings a gust of wind, leaving a trace on the ground.

There was a powerful opponent in front of him, and Jun Crazy Change no longer spared face, and directly invited Qingsi and Zhaoying to come out.

The two machine spirits, one warm and the other hot, of course, have different reactions when they see Jun's madness.

"Call us as soon as you encounter tricky things, why don't you see your kid honoring my mother in ordinary times?!" Zhaoying unceremoniously pointed at Jun Madness and scolded with the tip of his nose, "Ungrateful boy, don't think that the old lady will help you every time." ”

Qingsi smiled helplessly and looked at Jun Mad apologetically.

"Two seniors, the incident happened suddenly, please cooperate with the two of you." Jun Mad is used to having a temper with his ears, and this kind of person will not continue to be embarrassed as long as he has a smiling face.

At this time, the two sword spirits also found that there was demonic energy all over the surroundings, and there was a huge black monster with a height of more than ten zhang in front of them.

Zhaoying squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she patted Qingsi on the shoulder: "You say, is that the Black Prison Qilin?" ”

Qingsi still had a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, followed her gaze, and carefully looked at the black monster: "Yes, but it seems to have mutated." ”

"This thing is full of treasures, if it can be refined and absorbed, tsk......" Zhao Ying poked Jun Mad without any image. The meaning of this could not be more obvious, to let Jun Madness refine the demonic qi, and then offer the materials to the two divine swords.

Jun Mad did not object, the process of horizontal and vertical sacrifice Qingsi and Zhaoying will never allow any problems, so they will definitely supervise from the side, there are two great gods in the town, and the ancestor of the boundary monument will not sit back and watch his territory be polluted by demonic energy, and he is not worried that the shadow envoys will go wrong when they are refining.

At this time, Zuoqiu Maocheng had completely turned into a mutated Black Prison Qilin, and he could no longer see half of his previous appearance, and even the aura around his body was very different.

"You see, this is the price of not taking the usual path, burying a part of the Ancient Warcraft into the body, the original attributes may not be suitable, forcibly using the power of the Ancient Warcraft, resulting in the final invasion of the body, the Warcraft was resurrected through his body, and he can probably only be regarded as a body or nourishment." Zhaoying poked the gentleman again, "The so-called gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way, this is the consequence of not knowing how many buckets of water you have." ”

Qing Si finally spoke, raising her hand and pointing at the circle of black flames floating around the black prison qilin: "Those black flames are definitely not the same level as what you saw before, if you can't be careful, I'm afraid you will be injured." ”

"I've been unscathed for years, but I've seen blood today, so it doesn't matter if there's more or less." Jun smiled wildly, unimpressed.

(End of chapter)