Chapter Forty-Seven: You Are Demon Cultivators

Several royals rioted again, breaking free from the shackles, and somehow there was an extra knife in their hands, slashing left and right. The crowd screamed for a while, and the chaos was chaotic, and Qingfeng simply swung out a spiritual power to restrain the hundreds of people in the field.

King Xi glared angrily at the national teacher, "Your Excellency is a monk, and he is not at ease in the world, but he has caused chaos in the mortal world, let my brothers kill each other, mess with my people, and the heavens are clear, one day, you will not die well!" ......" King Xi was about to scold, but suddenly his body shook, his whole body stiffened, his face turned pale, and he fell down with a thud.

Over there, a purple-robed man waved his hand faintly.

Mo Xiaoxin was shocked, his kind of spiritual power should be the spiritual power mentioned in the book, this thing is invisible, how can it be stopped?

Reach out and remove the hosta flower on your head, and with a wave of your hand, you will receive everyone inside.

That monk has always maintained a cold face, but when he saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he became greedy again, he could collect so many people's spatial magic weapons, and he could block his divine soul attacks, I am afraid that it is a magic weapon that is not lower than a grade spiritual weapon! Originally, he just thought that Mo Xiaoxiao and Qingfeng were an eyesore so he wanted to catch them all, but now it seems that this person still has a lot of treasures.

He was originally a monk who was a cultivator of the sect to form a foundation, and he could be an elder of the town sect in this mortal realm of cultivating immortals, but it was not worth mentioning in their sect, and he was just a side branch of the Shen family, so he was sent to the human world to do this task, and he wasted twenty years of time in vain, and now it seems that it is not without benefits.

Thinking that he was worried that he would not be able to deal with them, he asked for the support of the sect and sent those people, they had always looked down on him, and they made up their minds that such a heavy treasure must not fall into the hands of others, and they must be resolved quickly!

Thinking of this, Shen Boyan's eyes became fierce, "Hand over that space magic weapon, I can spare your life." ”

Mo Xiaoxin was surprised, this person is ready to kill people and seize treasures? It seems that what is written in the book is not fake, this cultivation realm is really cruel and shameless enough.

"As long as you have the ability to take it."

As soon as Shen Boyan's words fell, his body had already moved, and he was close in front of Mo Xiaoxiao in the blink of an eye. Mo Xiaoxiao's cultivation was much lower than him, and under his coercion, he couldn't move. Sure enough, it is equivalent to the foundation building monk of the demon cultivation Dan period, and she, the little demon who has just gathered the spirit, is still too far behind.

Demon cultivation has the ninth order of gathering spirits, refining the body, knotting Dan, channeling, transforming into gods, crossing the tribulation, soaring, and Mahayana, and the monk is practicing qi - concentrating on the spirit - building the foundation - knotting the pill - forming a baby - merging - crossing the tribulation - soaring - Mahayana nine orders, and the strength of the same level is about the same.

But although it is said that at the same level, because there are many magic weapons, moves, and tricks of human monks, and there are many insidious and cunning, while demon cultivators generally only rely on innate ability, or physical toughness, or flexible body, or innate spells, so under normal circumstances, human monks of the same level are always much more powerful than demon cultivators of the same level, and there are some geniuses who can cultivate the power of the divine soul, this kind of invisible spiritual attack is invincible for demon cultivators, so when the two meet, it is generally the fall of demon cultivators.

However, she is not a person who sits still, she tried her best to control the hosta flower, and she dodged into the hosta flower. Ignoring the stunned people inside, Mo Xiaoxiao carefully watched the movement of the outside world through the jade bi.

When Shen Boyan saw Mo Xiaoxiao disappear suddenly, he guessed that she must have entered her magic weapon space, and sure enough, he saw a jade-colored hairpin-shaped thing falling, Shen Boyan was overjoyed, and reached out to shoot out a spiritual power to wrap the hosta flower in his pocket.

Qing Feng originally divided hundreds of spiritual powers to bind everyone, and he had to deal with the formation of those black-clothed people, although it was only a small formation, but so many people controlled it at the same time, and he was a few breaths late to break it. After Mo Xiaoxiao put away those people, he freed his hand, and with a wave of the jasper sword in his hand, he slashed towards Shen Boyan.

Shen Boyan originally looked at the hosta flower about to start, and then felt a majestic spiritual power attacking, although there was a heavy treasure, but it was also necessary to save his life first. Therefore, he sacrificed his magic weapon, the Earthquake Bell, to block the attack of Qingfeng.

A sword and a bell collided with a majestic aura, producing huge spiritual power fluctuations, and those ordinary monks around who had just completed the qi induction, qi training, or individual condensation period couldn't bear it, and they were blown up and scattered around, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and those who were weaker were directly killed on the spot.

After a blow, the giant bell cracked on the ground and flew in all directions, and Shen Boyan also surged with qi and blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was awe-inspiring in his heart, when the national teacher returned to the sect to report, he also exaggerated when he was in his twenties, no matter how talented he was, he was only a monk in the foundation building period at most, but he didn't expect that his cultivation was still above himself, but he kept observing him, and he couldn't see a little cultivation. Could it be that they are hiding their cultivation? The strangest thing is that his aura turned out to be purple, shouldn't the monk's aura be the color of the five elements? ……

Wait, purple aura?

"You are demon cultivators!" Shen Boyan's face changed greatly, "Bold and demonic, you dare to cross the border to my human world without permission!" What do you want? Want to provoke a shemale war again? Although the righteous words in his mouth were righteous, he was even more frightened in his heart, it was actually a demon cultivator in the transformation period! is one realm higher than himself, equivalent to a Yuanying monk! For 10,000 years, the shemale well water did not interfere with the river water, and he had never seen a demon cultivator. It's just that I occasionally hear that one or two demon cultivators have appeared somewhere in the cultivation realm, and they have all been killed by monks. He had only read these from the sect's classics.

took out a 10,000-mile transmission note in his hand, hastily engraved a few words of transmission with his divine sense, and quietly crushed it, he made up his mind that he would better flee first, and wait for the sect to send someone to talk about it! Now it's better to put it off for now!

Although the national teacher has poor qualifications and low cultivation, his mind is the most flexible, and when he sees that the situation is not right, he has already smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.

Qingfeng is silent, he is not good at words, he fights, nonsense.

The light of the jasper sword in his hand was even worse, and Shen Boyan could only dodge. Fortunately, as a foundation building monk, he has a lot of combat experience, and he can resist for a while if he throws all kinds of magic weapons in his hands without money. And Qingfeng didn't have enough combat experience after all, so he still had the strength to resist.

A sword split the altar, leaving a ten-zhang long crack on the ground, Shen Boyan, who had narrowly avoided it, was already embarrassed, he had long wanted to escape, but how could Qingfeng let him get his wish?

Qingfeng slashed out with another sword, and Shen Boyan didn't dodge, but mobilized the aura of his whole body to protect his whole body, and took out a jasper-colored small bell, which was his most precious magic weapon. Spit out three mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, and the little bell was spinning drippingly, and the light was so bright that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

Qingfeng was not afraid at all, his long body flew away, and the jasper sword was filled with spiritual power, cutting out a thousand feet of light.

With a bang, the jasper bell burst in response, and Shen Boyan also spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to hesitate, but instead fled into the distance with the impact.

Qingfeng would not let him go, he flew to catch up, and a sword split, Shen Boyan screamed miserably, and his body was broken in half. There was a yellow in the primordial spirit, and he wanted to escape in a hurry, but Qingfeng waved his hand to destroy it.

The two battles are actually only a moment.