Chapter Twenty-Six: The Best Instrument Spirit
The arrival of the Ghost Tooth covered the entire Suling City with a black veil, and the demonic aura emitted by the Ghost Fang covered half of the sky of Suling City.
Ghostfang looked at the people on the ground and couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, ants!" whispered to himself, his voice hoarse but strong.
The ghost fang condensed a demonic qi and wanted to attack the Su Ling Academy not far away. But the moment he attacked, three rays of light surrounded him to death.
These three rays of light were none other than the three elders of the Su Ling Academy, and when they discovered the arrival of the ghost fangs, they immediately surrounded them.
"Ignorant human race, have you forgotten the pain of 3,000 years ago!
Ghostfang's eyes watched darkly.
"Hmph, in my opinion, your demon clan has forgotten the pain of three thousand years ago. Elder Qiu Yue shook his long sleeves and said with a serious face.
"Joke, I, the Tang Tang Demon Clan, if I hadn't used despicable means for you, how could I have been sealed in the Spirit Realm for three thousand years!" Ghost Fang shouted angrily.
With that, the Devil Fang exuded a powerful demonic aura all over his body. In an instant, the wind surged, and the sun was obscured by demonic energy, making the day as dark as night.
"It's not good, this ghost tooth is already in the Demon Monarch Realm, I'm afraid that our three god-level realms are not his opponents. Elder E whispered to Dong Tian and Qiu Yue.
At this moment, Devil Fang suddenly gathered a powerful demonic qi and blasted towards the three elders.
This demonic qi traveled a distance, and immediately split into dozens of demonic qi, each of which blasted towards the three elders at a rapid speed.
"Smack!"
Before they could react, the three elders fell from the sky.
At this moment, another red light flashed in front of Ghostfang. This light turned into a guard!
The guard was dressed in brocade clothes, and a token around his waist could be seen. He is the person next to the prime minister.
The guard drew his sword and slashed straight at the Devil's Fang.
"Hmph, such a childish way of playing, is it a joke? Devil Tooth sneered, and immediately released a demonic aura towards the guard.
I saw that the guard's treasure knife swung and cut the demonic qi in half, and continued to slash towards the ghost fang.
"Huh!"
The sword slashed straight at Devilfang's left arm, and Ghostfang's left arm was cut off directly.
"How is it possible! How could he hurt me like this?!" Ghost Fang was full of doubts, he didn't know that the human race had already mastered the power of the flesh in the past three thousand years.
Different physiques are suitable for cultivating different powers, some people are suitable for cultivating spiritual power, some people are more suitable for cultivating martial arts, and some people are suitable for cultivating magical power.
This guard is a master of the Martial Saint Realm, he has been trained since he was a child, and his physique has been refined, so it can be said that it is impossible for ordinary swords and guns not to hurt him.
"Hmph, I was careless just now, and the show hasn't started yet!" After all, Ghost Tooth is also one of the thirteen powerhouses of the Demon Clan, so naturally he will not be defeated so easily.
The ghost tooth suddenly turned into hundreds of black gases, and rushed straight towards the guard, the momentum was like a tiger and wolf pounced on food, like a thousand horses galloping, and even more like the water in the rolling Yellow River.
I saw that the guard's sword waved, cutting off one demonic qi after another. But it is inevitable that some demonic qi will hit the guard's body, but the martial saint's body is strong, and a few demonic qi are nothing at all.
But that demonic qi seemed to be a little gushing and endless, and one after another demonic qi seemed to be unable to stop at all. And the guards also seem to have a bit of a feeling of the end of the crossbow, and gradually they can't parry.
"Hmph, I can't do it, can my body stop me from living for more than 4,000 years!"
Suddenly, the demonic qi coalesced and slammed straight into the guard.
"Huh!"
I saw the guard's sword flash, and suddenly a pure and translucent, white as jade unicorn suddenly turned out from the treasure knife.
"That's the Jewel Qilin's machine spirit?"
Some of the students in the Suling Academy cast curious glances.
The spirit is the soul of the spirit animal, which is attached to the weapon magic weapon after death. Attaching to weapons and magic weapons will make the weapon or magic weapon more powerful, and the machine spirit will play a protective role, able to protect the wielder in times of crisis, and help the wielder help.
But if you don't have enough strength, you can't control the powerful machine spirits, otherwise you will likely be killed by some machine spirits with evil intentions.
And this Jade Qilin Artifact Spirit is a very high-level Artifact Spirit, and its power is very powerful. Generally, all things can be transformed into spirits, all spirits can be turned into essence, and refinement can be cast into human form. But people can't, people are still human beings when they have spiritual power, and they can't be attached to the utensils.
I saw that the jade qilin exuded a powerful aura, forming the aura into crystals, shooting it like a ghost tooth.
But after all, the Jade Qilin was just a spirit beast, and it couldn't be the opponent of the Ghost Tooth at all. I saw that the ghost tooth carried a stream of demonic qi, broke through the crystal, and hit the jade qilin fiercely. I only heard a miserable scream from the jade qilin, and his body turned into an aura and dispersed around. With the death of the jade unicorn, the treasure knife was also broken.
The guard didn't have any heartache about the death of the Jade Qilin, and he gathered a lot of strength and blasted straight towards the ghost fang.
The Devil Fang turned into a cloud of demonic energy again, dodged the attack, and rushed straight towards the guards.
Just as he was about to make a move, the iron sword on Meng Bo's body suddenly flew over and blocked the attack.
The powerful air flow generated by the attack caused the iron sword to take off its rusty coat, and this rusty fierce bob could not be removed, but today it was removed by the attack of the ghost fang.
At this moment, Su'er suddenly flew out of the iron sword. With a wave of her long sleeves, the demonic energy in the sky gradually dissipated. Su Er waved again, and the ghost tooth was directly knocked away a long way.
The ghost tooth, who was already injured, was not Su'er's opponent at all, and I saw Su'er take advantage of the situation and exude a pink aura all over his body. She long-sleeved for a moment, and the aura drifted leisurely towards the ghost fang.
Ghost Fang tried to dodge Su'er's attack, but found that he couldn't move at all, and saw that aura was getting closer and closer to him.
Suddenly, another demonic aura flew over, and in an instant, the ghost teeth disappeared. The surrounding demonic qi gradually disappeared without a trace, and the ghost teeth seemed to have been rescued.
The three elders looked at Su'er from a distance, and they were very surprised. Could this be the thousand-year-old demon king of the town guarding realm, and why is she here?
The more the three elders looked at it, the more they felt that something was wrong, and they looked at each other for a moment.
Suddenly, they shook their robes, knelt down and kowtowed like Su'er: "Meet the Demon King, Su Daji." ”
From the bottom of their hearts, they determined that the spirit in front of them was the demon king who sealed the Demon Domain in front of the three thousand, and this sword was the Su Ling Sword that guarded the realm.
And Su Er, who was in the distance, didn't say anything when he saw them, just stroked his lips lightly and smiled, retracted his sword again, and flew into Meng Bo's hand.
This scene stunned everyone, and the three elders actually knelt down for a machine spirit. But they all know that this machine spirit is not simple, it is a rare tool spirit that has been seen for thousands of years, and it has become a refined human form.
The most important thing is that this machine spirit is still so beautiful, which makes people a little more envious of Meng Bo.
"Hmph, this must not be his instrument spirit, how could he be such a strong instrument spirit as a junior monk!" Mo Zhong was unconvinced from the bottom of his heart, recalling that he was still mocking Meng Bo just now, and now he was completely annoyed. Mo Zhong flicked his sleeves and left here with Mo Yin and Sprinkle Stone.