Chapter Twenty-Nine: Becoming a Demon

The cultivation world knows that it is very convenient to put things in the Qiankun bag, but it is very troublesome to take them out, and the opponent will not give you the opportunity to take things from the Qiankun bag during the battle, as long as the experienced people will hide one or two life-saving treasures in a random place, so as to be accidental. Wang Chengkui has been cultivating for more than 100 years, and he has been through a hundred battles! Naturally, he has a pressure box to protect his life, and the black moon wings are a one-time magic weapon forged by the Demon Dao, the shape is as harmless as a feather, devouring countless flesh and blood souls, and it can only be transformed into a pitch-black feather after many years, but the function is extremely domineering, and the soul that has been devoured and imprisoned for many years bursts out at once, and those who have cultivated to a low level will die if they are touched, even if they are cultivated to a relatively strong person, they will not dare to touch it! It is the top secret weapon in the cultivation world! Even Wang Chengkui went through a lot of hardships to get a mature black moon wing by chance.

Between life and death, Wang Chengkui didn't have time to worry so much, he turned over and threw out the life-saving black moon wings, and the target was locked on the monarch's order behind him!

The cold hairs on Jun Ling's body suddenly stood up, and a breath of death rushed to his face! Lord Mina exclaimed, "Jun Ling be careful, that is the world-famous black moon wings in the East, and those who touch it die!" "No need for Lord Mina to say, Jun Ling knows how terrible the things used by the other party to save his life are! With a sudden step under his feet, his body flew out upside down next to the black moon wings like a bullet, narrowly avoiding a catastrophe, but Jun Ling never expected that an illusory mist actually flew out of the black moon wings, and instantly turned into a ghost-like monster and rushed straight at Jun Ling, quickly! The change was too great, Jun Ling didn't have time to change his movements in the air, he could only barely raise his magic hand to block the opponent's blow, boom! Jun Ling opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and his body had already flown upside down towards the edge of the challenge platform.

Suck! Everyone present suddenly exclaimed, "What is that? It has actually changed into such a terrifying monster?" The old Taoist powerhouse was surprised and said, "It's actually Black Moon Wings! It's over, this is a famous magic weapon in the cultivation realm! Although it is only a one-time thing, its power can reach the level of level seven in an instant! That is to say, even an ordinary person can kill a level seven master in an instant! God, isn't this already lost? Such a cruel thing has actually been born again?"

Everyone talked about it, and Wang Chengkui on the stage shouted with a hideous face, "Damn stinky boy, you actually wasted a black moon wing on me, today Lao Tzu wants you to cut a thousand knives, and then go to the world to torture your dearest souls, so that they do not enter reincarnation, so as to vent the hatred in my heart!" Because the three giant swords have the same origin but different breaths above them, one sword is as thick as Wan Yue, one turns into a fierce coyote and rushes straight to the king's order, and the other seems to teleport, disappearing from time to time!

Everyone present suddenly screamed, "Cao, this Lord Wang has actually practiced the Three Swords and Three Swordsmanship?God, this is the top existence in the top-grade sword skills of this sect, this kid is finished!" The scene was chaotic! In the corner, a woman in a sexy and hot dress pursed her lips, clenched the simple long sword in her hand and was about to go on stage, but suddenly a jade hand came on her shoulder, and said indifferently, "The platform of life and death is not something you and I can control, and if you go up rashly, you and he will both die!" The woman's face showed a look of embarrassment, her eyes were firmly fixed on the royal order on the stage, which kept jumping left and flashing, and she pursed her lips tightly and was silent.

Mistress Mina had already told herself that the Sword Spirit Teacher was nearby, but when Jun Ling was smashed into the air by the evil spirit, the last straw in Jun Ling's heart was also destroyed. If it weren't for the indestructibility of the Demon Hand, it is estimated that he would have turned into a dead soul by now, and what about the Sword Spirit Teacher? Still didn't make a move, Jun Ling's heart was extremely uncomfortable, and he was given up!

Resisting the attack of the demon with his demon hand again, Jun Ling's face was as pale as paper, and he hurriedly said, "Lord Mina, what the hell is this, why do I feel that when this demon attacks me, my soul seems to be beaten by a hammer?" ”

What to do, Jun Ling has always had Lord Mina and the Sword Spirit Teacher behind him to shield himself from the wind and rain unconsciously developed the habit of dependence, and now in the face of life and death, the Sword Spirit Teacher chooses to be silent, and Master Mina has no way to make a move, and the rest can only rely on himself! While dodging the attack of the evil ghosts, his eyes were aimed at the three different giant swords sent by Wang Chengkui, and his heart was like a stormy wave, and death suddenly came to his heart! Die, this is not your ability to match, there is no choice but to die... Such a thought suddenly came to Jun Ling's mind!

No, I can't die! What else can I do? Yes, the magic sword qi, the golden crow soft sword! I still have them! Take out the pitch-black golden crow soft sword from the earring, the demon hand pulls at the evil ghost in the air, and the body rushes towards the evil ghost like a bullet, and the spiritual power is injected into it, and in an instant, the flexible golden crow soft sword becomes weird, and the spiritual power is twisted, stabbing at the black moon wing at the center of the evil ghost's eyebrows! The body of the evil ghost is the black moon wing, as long as the body is pierced, the evil ghost will not attack and break, this point, the evil ghost is even clearer, after all, the evil ghost only has this weakness, I saw the evil ghost retract with both hands, blocking the center of the eyebrows to resist the attack of the soft sword of Jun Ling, Jun Ling's heart suddenly rejoiced, there is a play! The spiritual power was activated, and suddenly, the tip of the sword that was about to be handed over to the claw of the evil ghost actually magically bypassed the claw and stabbed fiercely at the center of the eyebrows! Ding !!

The two soldiers handed over, the evil ghost was like being struck by lightning, roaring and rolling on the ground, Jun Ling's heart was cold, it was over, the spiritual power attached to the golden crow soft sword was really pitiful, and it could only leave a crack on the black moon wings? There was still one blow left, only one blow was needed! The demon hand pulled his body and turned into an afterimage and was about to go to the evil ghost who had lost his ability to fight. Suddenly, a sword light flashed in front of Jun Ling's eyes in the air, poof! The body suddenly stopped, and the people in the audience were speechless, the magical sword skills were enough to determine the victory, but it was still a bad move! Alas, the audience sighed in a low voice, and some people didn't even dare to look at it. "The victory or defeat has been decided" Jian Xin said indifferently, as if all this had nothing to do with her, the joints of the sword spirit's hand holding the ancient long sword had turned white, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, there was no wind around him, and the floating gravel was not turned into powder, it seemed that the sword spirit was very uncalm in his heart.

Jun Ling was stunned at this moment, looking at the giant sword on his chest that was about to cut himself in two, his heart was shocked, aren't the three giant swords still far away from him? Even if he breaks the evil ghost, he can retreat with his whole body, Cao! poof, open his mouth and continue to take a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with internal organs, there is only one chance, even if he dies, he must kill the evil ghost, otherwise there is really no way out, the human hand holding the golden crow waved forward, and his spiritual power condensed. Suddenly, a black hole appeared in the center of the instinctive evil ghost's eyebrows, and the black moon wings turned into countless points of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At this time, Wang Chengkui laughed and said, "What if the Black Moon Demon is killed by you? You have already been in my body to escape the swordsmanship, life and death are already in my thoughts, haha, ants are ants, no matter how strong they are, they are just ants, haha! Admit defeat, so you can spare your dog's life! Kneel down and beg me to you, haha, Lao Tzu likes you the most creamy little student." Zhou Ping, who was in the audience, saw that his brother-in-law had mastered the victory, and immediately laughed and said, "Lord Wang, you have to rub him hard in front of his relatives and lovers, haha, this is too painful!" Wang Chengkui's eyes suddenly lit up, raised his foot and stepped on Jun Ling's head, as if he had seen the picture of YY, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hideous evil smile.

Jun Ling's consciousness began to blur, it seemed that everything was not as beautiful as he imagined?! The fierce sword qi continued to destroy the meridians in Jun Ling's body, Jun Ling's consciousness began to blur, looking at Wang Chengkui with a hideous face in front of him, he was unwilling, why was he so weak? Why was he still invincible despite almost all his might? Why could the other party have such a demonic weapon against the sky? Why could he only be humbly trampled under the feet of the other party in the end!? Jun Ling roared wildly, "Why!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up from Jun Ling's body, Wang Chengkui opened his mouth in surprise, everything in front of him seemed to have been out of his cognition, only to see that Jun Ling's body was automatically pulled like a puppet without wind, and a strong force erupted from his body, whether it was the black-clothed deacon or the sword spirit sword spirit hidden in the shadows, Jian Xin was shocked! Jian Xin no longer had the indifferent appearance before, and screamed in a lost voice, "It's this breath, Sword Spirit, this is the breath I saw last time, no, no, the breath wasn't so strong last time, this time... What a terrible breath!" Jun Ling's hoarse and stiff voice squeaked and pierced like cutting glass, "Is this the power? Is this the power to trample everything under your feet?

I saw that Jun Ling's body was burning with blue flames, the flames kept beating, and everyone present suddenly had a dry mouth, and the temperature actually continued to rise? Jun Ling shrugged his shoulders, and after getting familiar with his body, the corner of his mouth held the hilt of the giant sword with an evil smile and slowly pulled it forward, poof! Blood erupted like a fountain, Jun Ling didn't feel it until the tip of the sword was pulled out of his chest, Jun Ling grabbed the sword body, suddenly opened his eyes, blood-like flames burned from his eyes, put away the golden black soft sword in his hand, the demon hand condensed a huge blue demonic power, constantly compressed and compressed, until the body began to collapse and did not stop, suddenly, the demon hand put down the giant sword is a punch! Bang !! dusty, when everyone's eyes returned, there was only a scene that will be unforgettable for a lifetime! This man is really terrible!