"Bang Bang Bang~!"

Pang Xiuming rushed back to the ground unstoppably, and pressed towards Xie Lingtian step by step.

He smiled evilly, and thought in his heart: 'This kid has just awakened the wings of the demon spirit, and his realm is not stable, this is a good opportunity to kill him!' ’

"Whoosh!"

Pang Xiuming's whole body was full of evil energy, like a demon with angel wings rushing forward.

"Boy, die!"

Pang Xiuming roared fiercely, and slapped his palm at Xie Lingtian, who had just stood up!

Xie Lingtian reflexively closed the black wings in front of him to resist, but he was still shocked by a palm and flew dozens of meters.

"Bang!"

Xie Lingtian crashed into a small ravine.

His chest was sunken, he vomited blood and fell to the ground, his dark eyes were dilated, and the power of the dark light was about to be exhausted.

"Humph! You are a good seedling, but unfortunately your strength is too weak, and you are not my opponent at all! ”

Pang Xiuming rushed over with a smile and raised his palm again!

Xie Lingtian raised his eyes and looked, and his eyes flashed with fierceness and determination.

He wiped the blood in front of him, painted it on his forehead and arms, and whispered.

"The true spirit of the Three Realms, my blood leads to it, please come down to the immortals, please give birth to the demons!"

"The Three Realms Mantra? Hahahaha! With your ability, you actually want to summon fairies? ”

Pang Xiuming laughed rampantly and mocked.

"Don't you know that no one in the Spirit Cultivation Realm has summoned immortals for more than three hundred years. Since you have pinned your life on the ethereal fairy, it seems that you are at the end of your rope! ”

Pang Xiuming was saying.

"Buzz~!"

Xie Lingtian suddenly heard a low sound in the void in front of him.

An inexplicable wave rippled out, as if something was about to emerge from nothingness.

He couldn't help but frown, stopped moving, and stared warily at the void.

"Whoosh~"

A strong wind blew, and a red cloud suddenly appeared in front of Xie Lingtian.

The red cloud quickly condensed and formed, revealing a flaming body.

It was five feet tall, covered with strange veins, and its entire body was crimson, and its huge body as if it had been cast of magma fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

A wave of flame qi instantly swept through the forest within a radius of 100 meters, igniting a raging fire.

If you look down from above, it looks like a blooming fire lotus.

"This ......"

Pang Xiuming's eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the 'lava giant' in front of him in amazement.

He ...... He really ...... Summoned a fairy?! ”

Pang Xiuming never expected that this Xie Lingtian not only awakened the wings of the demon spirit, but even broke the record of hundreds of years that no one was able to summon the immortal spirit.

If this spreads, it will definitely cause the bigwigs of the spiritual cultivation world to be shocked.

Pang Xiuming stared at this lava giant in a daze, his body burning with blazing flames, exuding monstrous coercion, which was terrifying.

This is a real fairy spirit......

The next moment, the lava giant raised his huge right foot and stepped on Pang Xiuming in front of him.

Pang Xiuming felt the terrifying power gushing out of the soles of his feet, and his face changed drastically.

Immediately unleash the demon spirit body without reservation!

"Shhh

I saw Pang Xiuming open his mouth, and the black butterfly instantly tore through his body, suddenly revealing a huge human-faced butterfly.

In the blink of an eye, it rose into the air, dodging being trampled by the lava giant.

Seeing this, the lava giant roared angrily, stretched out his left palm and slapped Pang Xiuming in mid-air.

Pang Xiuming's face changed greatly, and he waved his wings to avoid it, but he was slapped deep into the forest.

"Boom~!"

The whole forest was smashed and collapsed, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The lava giant walked into the depths of the forest with heavy steps.

Pang Xiuming, who was lying in the ruins, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the ghost butterfly demon spirit hurriedly flapped his wings on fire and struggled to fly again.

"Damn it!"

Pang Xiuming cursed hatefully, looking at the lava giant in front of him, feeling jealous and afraid.

I thought that I had a demon spirit, and with the right time, place and people, I would definitely be able to destroy this son smoothly.

I didn't expect to meet a fairy that has been rare for hundreds of years!

"Run, you must run!"

Pang Xiuming immediately made a judgment in his heart.

He did not dare to continue the fight, and turned to flee to the edge of the cliff.

But no sooner had he taken two steps than the lava giant slammed into him.

But when he was about to hit Pang Xiuming, Xie Lingtian, who was half-kneeling on the ground in the distance, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

At the same time, the lava giant shook violently, and its movements froze, and it began to dissipate.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Xie Lingtian gasped heavily, sweating profusely, and his body was shaky.

He raised his head vigorously and saw that in the distance in mid-air, Pang Xiuming flew away again, escaping from the attack range of the lava giant, missing the opportunity to kill the opponent.

Pang Xiuming saw the rapidly disappearing lava giant, and smiled for the rest of his life.

He said proudly: "Xie Lingtian, even if you are a genius, if you don't have enough strength to support it, it's just a flash in the pan after all!" Today, you will surely die! ”

Pang Xiuming fluttered his butterfly wings and flew down from mid-air.

"Huh!"

While the claws of the ghost butterfly demon spirit grabbed Xie Lingtian, he violently threw the poisonous talisman.

With a "boom", the talisman turned into a streamer and stuck to Pang Xiuming's demonized ghost butterfly body, and the next moment it immediately merged into its body and disappeared.

"Huh?"

Pang Xiuming's face was stunned, but in an instant, his eyes widened in surprise and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"This is actually a forbidden talisman?!"

Pang Xiuming was careless, he didn't expect the other party to have such a high-level talisman seal.

But when he thought about it, he knew that this should be the support that Bantu would give!

At that moment, he endured the severe pain of the internal qi in his body, grabbed Xie Lingtian, took him into the air, and flew towards the edge of the cliff.

Xie Lingtian clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and swung the sword with all his might.

However, it was all in vain, and the copper coin sword was finally broken.

"Hehe, it's useless!"

Pang Xiuming sneered, raised his claws and pulled them closer to his eyes, and squeezed Xie Lingtian's body hard, tightening it little by little.

"Click!"

A slight crisp sound came, and Xie Lingtian's arm broke, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood again.

Xie Lingtian's expression gradually withered, and his whole person became weak, as if he would faint at any time.

"All this is because of you, I will abolish your cultivation and leave you half a life for the Wang family to deal with!"

Pang Xiuming's head stretched out from the demon butterfly's body, and at the same time manipulated his claws to press on Xie Lingtian's dantian.

Wisps of gray demonic qi entered Xie Lingtian's body along the tips of his claws, eroding his tendons and veins, and extracting his Qingxuan Qi.

"Ahem!"

Xie Lingtian's face was pale, and he kept coughing, spit out a large mouthful of blood every time he coughed.

'Am I really dying here, as Ge Yue saw......

Xie Lingtian muttered to himself in a low voice, struggling with his face, and was very unwilling in his heart.

He hasn't killed the Wang family with his own hands, how can he die here!

"Poof!"

The next moment, the sharp thorn of the ghost butterfly demon spirit penetrated Xie Lingtian's abdomen and lifted it violently.

From a distance, a full moon just emerged from the clouds, and a huge white-winged black butterfly hovered in mid-air, raising its sharp thorns high.

A figure hangs from the thorn, reflected in the moon like a silhouette painting, which is strange and extraordinary.