At this time, Zhang Li had already turned into the appearance of a sheep in the Fog Hidden Gate, not only in appearance, but also in the breath of the divine soul.

This is the means by which the machine spirit doppelganger is used.

devoured Qi Yang's divine soul and blood, and naturally could simulate everything about Qi Yang.

The Illusory Heaven Umbrella Demon Weapon was still inserted on Tang Sanji's back, and the palm of the Rakshasa Daoist was still held on the umbrella handle.

Such a picture does not need to be justified.

Of course, for the demon cultivators who have never acted by unscrupulous means, the Rakshasa Daoist will not defend at all.

"Qi Yang, well," a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the Rakshasa Daoist, and he suddenly raised his head, "Come." ”

With these words, the cyan magic light in his eyes emanated, enveloping the surrounding heaven and earth.

The powerhouse of the Jindan Realm, how can the Foundation Building Realm figure it out?

If you really want to refine the magic weapon with all your strength, and you want to suppress that martial artist, you can't be distracted and make a move?

If you want to kill a foundation building realm in the Jindan Realm, you don't need to do anything, one look is enough!

With the Rakshasa Daoist shouting, the Qi Yang Daoist in front of him was shocked, the smile on his face froze, and his eyes instantly lost concentration.

"Qi Yang" walked forward stiffly.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Half a zhang.

Three feet.

The Rakshasa Daoist's empty palm was raised.

Right now!

"Qi Yang" suddenly flashed blue light in his hand, and a cyan sword qi suddenly slashed out.

Within three feet, the sword is invincible.

The cyan sword qi swept over the palm of the Rakshasa Daoist, cutting off half of his palm.

Blood gushed out, and the Rakshasa Daoist had a stunned look on his face, and before he could withdraw his palm, the cyan sword light had already stabbed in.

"Bang-"

The sword light was blocked by the magic light that spontaneously aroused by the Rakshasa Daoist.

If it weren't for the Rakshasa Daoist raising his hand just now to use the demonic means to kill the "Qi Yang" in front of him, he would not have been defenseless and would have been cut off half of his palm by a sword.

"Hum—"

The blade of the sword touched the magic light, and the whole person of "Qi Yang" flew backwards.

Qi Yang turned into Zhang Li, and a high-spirited sword path on his body surged.

In mid-air, Zhang Li had already slashed out again with a sword.

This sword, with a golden thunderbolt.

Kendo and Thunder are combined.

"Thorn-"

The sword light wrapped in thunder struck the magic light, shattering the magic light.

It was only at this time that the Rakshasa Daoist who had his palm cut off screamed, let go of the hand holding the Phantom Sky Umbrella, hugged his broken palm, gritted his teeth, and stirred up another layer of dark magic light on his body.

"Bang-"

The thunder light collided with the sword light, turned into a piece of light, and dispersed.

With the combination of the Thunder Dao and the Sword Dao, it can break the protective light of the Jindan Realm Demon Cultivator.

Even if he took advantage of the sharpness of the sword path and the advantage of Lei Dao to restrain the demon way, it was already unimaginable.

Zhang Li's current cultivation is only the first to build the foundation, and he is actually a demonic powerhouse who can cross a big realm and challenge the Jindan realm.

"Who are you—"

The Rakshasa Daoist roared angrily, and the demonic energy on his body surged.

But at this moment, the Illusory Sky Umbrella beside him stirred up a cyan halo, and it seemed that he was about to fly away.

The Rakshasa Daoist had to reach out again and suppress the illusory umbrella.

Zhang Li chuckled, and the cyan sword light in his hand poked out again.

This time, instead of making a move to challenge the Rakshasa Daoist, the sword light collided with the blood-colored light cocoon that enveloped Win Wuyan.

The blood cocoon shook, and cracks appeared.

"Bang-"

A golden fist shadow struck out, shattering the blood cocoon.

The scattered blood cocoon condensed into a long blue-gray flag, flying towards the hands of the Rakshasa Daoist.

Zhang Li did not hesitate, picked out a sword, and resisted the long flag.

Win Boundless tacit understanding flew up, the Buddha light on his body gathered, condensed into a golden armor king, and smashed down with a punch.

The face of the Rakshasa Daoist standing in place changed, looking at the falling fist shadow.

Give up the Phantom Sky Umbrella to be refined?

Unwilling.

But if he doesn't give up, he will resist and win the endless punch.

He dared to use his own body protection magic light to forcibly take Zhang Li's sword because Zhang Li's cultivation was not enough, and the power from the blade of the sword was not enough to hurt him.

But with the power of the Buddha fruit relics to urge the blessing to win, the power of this punch is not to rely on the body protection magic light energy to resist.

"Boom-"

On the Rakshasa Dao man's body, the surging demonic energy rose to the sky.

He roared wildly, let go of the Phantom Sky Umbrella, and slapped his palm towards Win Wuya.

The fist collided with the palm, and the golden Buddha light and the black demonic qi intertwined, swirled, and then collapsed.

Within ten zhang, a mess of rocks flew away, like arrows.

Zhang Li's body moved, and he flew down ten zhang away, then stretched out his hand, and the long sword swung a sword light, slashing out towards the cyan long umbrella that crashed into him.

The illusory umbrella actually flew down towards him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Rakshasa Daoist reached out and held his magic weapon flag, snorted coldly, turned into cyan demonic energy, and flew away.

Win Wuya let out a low shout, followed closely behind, and chased after him with golden light.

Zhang Li held a long sword in his hand, with a fierce sword light on his body, first wrapped the Phantom Sky Umbrella, put it in the storage bag, and then followed the figure of Win Wuya.

After they left, a figure appeared in the ten-zhang space where the flying sand and rocks had not yet been determined.

The black phantom is Zhang Li's machine spirit clone.

The machine spirit clone turned into a breeze, and with one sweep, it wrapped the demon cultivation bodies scattered around.

Although these demon cultivators were killed by Win Wuyan, their divine souls had not yet dissipated, and their demonic qi and qi and blood were still there.

It just happened to be cheaper than Zhang Li's machine spirit clone.

Among them, Tang Sanji, who had the highest cultivation, was already a half-step Jindan realm, and after devouring his body, endless demonic qi surged, enveloping the machine spirit clone.

A blue-gray translucent golden pill emerged.

This is the Jin Dan that has not yet taken shape, representing the power of the half-step Jin Dan.

Devouring a powerhouse like Tang Sanji, the power of the machine spirit clone directly broke into the realm of Jindan.

As the machine spirit of the magic bell, the power of the machine spirit clone began to truly awaken.

The means of swinging the magic clock, the machine spirit clone can also inspire more.

Glancing around, the machine spirit clone raised his hand a little.

A cyan wind appeared and turned into a wind.

If this wind hits a cultivator, if he does not build a foundation and cultivate in the later stage, he will die.

The gang wind tore through the surrounding void, and when the blue-gray wind swept away, there was no trace of Zhang Li's clone here.

However, after a while, dozens of monks with weapons and more than a dozen warriors rushed over, only to see the traces of the battle here.

"At least it's also a fight between two masters in the late stage of foundation building."

A white-bearded old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe folded his hands, and a faint golden light emanated from his body.

He raised his hand, and a golden light appeared in his palm, crashing into the void around him.

The golden light of the Dao Dao merged with the golden light remaining in the void, and knocked out the scattered demonic qi.

"It's to win the Boundless Layman's shot, and there are at least ten demon cultivators-"

The old monk's face changed, and his eyes were solemn.

"They're besieging and killing the Boundless Warriors!"

When the words fell, he had already moved, and rushed in the direction where Zhang Li and the others left.

Others hurried to follow.

In the distance of the sky, three figures had collided together.

"Boom-"

The shadow of the Winning Infinite Fist was filled with golden light, and it was vast and turbulent, and every blow could break the magic light in front of it.

Zhang Li's sword light seemed to be less magnificent than the Boundless Fist Shadow.

But when the sword light flashed, it could directly break cracks on the magic light.

The Rakshasa Daoist in front of him could only turn around and wave out a blood shadow from time to time, blocking Zhang Li and Win Wuyi.

Rakshasa Taoist people are not afraid of Zhang Li, but they can't stop the endless win with the blessing of Buddha fruit relics.

The two joined forces, and he could only run.

Ahead, between the mountains, there seemed to be layers of magical light shining.

"Over there is the direction of the Five Demon City, and this guy has a demon cultivator to answer." Killing intent burst out in Win Wuya's eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

The Five Demon Cities are the foundation of the Ten Thousand Demon State's Demon Dao army in Mingwang State, among which there are countless Demon Dao powerhouses.

As long as the Rakshasa Daoist escapes into the realm of the Five Demon Cities, Win Wuya and Zhang Li can only tie their hands.

Hearing Ying Wuya's words, Zhang Li nodded, his body was shocked, and he directly turned into a sword light.

The sword light shone brightly, with a terrible scream, and in a flash, it broke through a hundred zhang, fell in front of the Rakshasa Daoist, and turned around and slashed it with a sword.

Twelve thunder rays and sword lights intertwined, turning into a sword light barrier, blocking the path of the Rakshasa Daoist.

The Rakshasa Daoist gritted his teeth, and the long banner in his hand raised his hand to break through several sword lights, but his figure was also slightly stunned.

Just this moment, the endless win behind has rushed up.

"Kill—"

Win Wuya shouted, and the golden light on his body condensed to the extreme, turning into a golden long knife, the blade revealed a blazing golden light, and he slashed it with one sword.

"Bang-"

The talisman magic light on the Rakshasa Daoist was like tissue paper and was slashed by the sword light, and the sword light did not pause at all, and continued to slash towards the Rakshasa Daoist.

The Rakshasa Daoist had to turn around, and the long banner in his hand turned into a cyan spear and stabbed at the sword light.

"Bang-"

The cyan spear trembled, and cracks appeared.

The golden Buddha light fell towards the Rakshasa Daoist as a hood.

The long knife slashed at the Rakshasa Daoist's shoulder, causing his body to fall.

The martial arts combat skills are in harmony with the Buddha Fruit Relic, and the combat power is actually so strong.

Zhang Li's figure stood in front of him, seeing that the victory was endless, and then he slashed it with one sword.

Win Wuya is a martial arts master sixfold powerhouse, martial arts skills have reached the transformation realm, at this time, the flow of clouds and water, the sword is connected, so that the Rakshasa Daoist people have no power to fight back.

Although the Jindan Realm powerhouse cultivated profoundly, he was approached by a martial arts master, and his sword light was swayed, and he was constantly defeated.

"Bang-"

Win Wuya slashed down again, and the Rakshasa Dao figure was slashed away, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

The figure retreated, and the figure of the Rakshasa Dao person directly shattered, turning into a piece of demonic energy, and dissipated.

In the distance, the rising magic light was already approaching.

Win Wuya stood in place, with a look of regret on his face.

If he was given time, he would be able to kill the Rakshasa Daoist.

Zhang Li's body moved, and he controlled the sword light, and when he glanced at the surging magic light, he shook his head and said in a low voice: "Let's go." ”

The Five Demon Cities already had strong people coming, and they could only leave.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Win Wuya grinned, the golden light on his body converged, and then flew away with Zhang Li.

In the mountains and forests not far away, the pale Rakshasa Daoist revealed his figure.

With murderous intent in his eyes, he stared at the direction in which Zhang Li and Ying Wuya left, and whispered in his mouth: "Sword cultivator, martial artist, the situation in Ming Wangzhou has changed." ”

His eyes flashed with cruelty, and he gritted his teeth and spoke: "This matter is reported, and it is more or less a credit." ”

"When this Jingyue Temple is leveled, I will crush these people to ashes."

"Who are you going to crush to ashes?" A voice sounded behind the Rakshasa Daoist.

The Rakshasa Daoist was shocked, turned his head, and suddenly widened his eyes.

"You, Ling, Tang Gongzi......"

Who was Tang Sanji standing in front of him, who was not a half-step Jindan?

But Tang Sanji had obviously fallen in front of him, and he was the one who made the shot.

That's impossible!

He turned to run away, but suddenly he was shocked again.

The space around it has changed and turned into a swamp.

He was stuck in the mire and couldn't get out.

Around, countless warriors in black armor held long knives and flew to slash at them.

Illusion!

All of this is an illusion, an illusion inspired by the magic artifact Parachalia.

But the illusion brought by the magic weapon Illusory Sky Umbrella, how could he confuse him as a Rakshasa Daoist?

He was a demon Dao powerhouse of the third layer of Jindan, and Tang Sanji was only half a step Jindan.

"You're not Tang Sanji, who are you-"

The Rakshasa Daoist roared angrily, and the half-broken long banner in his hand kept waving.

The body of every warrior was shattered by the long flag, but the hearts of the Rakshasa Dao people sank to the bottom.

Everything in front of him was an illusion, and he, the Jindan Triple Strongman, couldn't see through it.

This shows that what attacked him was at least the power of the divine soul stronger than his existence.

Who the hell is it?

Is it a person from the Demon Dao, or a person from Mingwangzhou?

The Rakshasa Daoist roared, activating all the means in his body, and the mire around him had been smashed into a mess, but there were more figures of those warriors.

I don't know how long, the Rakshasa Daoist let out a cry of pain, and a long sword pierced through his chest.

When the illusion dissipated, there was no longer a Rakshasa Taoist in this mountain forest.

After a while, several figures flew down.

Each of these people is full of demonic energy, revealing the power of forcing the void open.

In the Jindan Realm, at least three Jindan Realm demon cultivators arrived.

"There was a Jindan Realm demon cultivator who was killed." The face of the person who came before was gloomy, and there was a deep demonic intent flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand and slapped it with one palm, and the surrounding demonic qi gathered into a Dao Illusory Shadow.

"It's the Rakshasa Daoist of the Sanming Demon Gate."

"Illusion, he's been summoned into the illusion."

The other people had solemn expressions on their faces.

The illusion that can make a Jindan third-layer powerhouse lose his life, this kind of means makes everyone's hearts shake.

can make the Rakshasa Daoist of the Sanming Demon Gate lost, who dares to say that he can see through it?

"The power of the Illusory Umbrella?"

"Blue Demon Sect?"

The person who came before showed doubt on his face and put away his palm.

"Don't investigate this matter for the time being."

"If one is not good, I am afraid it will lead to a brawl between the Blue Demon Sect and the Sanming Demon Sect."

Looking up into the distance, this Demon Dao powerhouse who was at least five levels of Jindan had a fine light in his eyes.

"What we have to do now is to take the Jingyue Temple and the Ningyue Temple as quickly as possible."

……

Zhang Li and Win Wuya met the monks of Jingyue Temple halfway through.

The leading monk saw that Ying Wuya and Zhang Li were all right, and their faces showed joy.

Win Boundless is powerful, and it is also a rare help for them in Jingyue Temple.

If you die without winning, the strength of Jingyue Temple has lost a lot.

"It's a pity that the guy escaped." Win Wuya shook his head regretfully.

Zhang Li did not speak.

His machine spirit clone has devoured the Rakshasa Daoist and quietly returned.

It's just that the machine spirit clone has not completely refined all the demonic cultivation power for the time being, and has not yet turned into its own power.

Returning to the Jingyue Temple, several powerhouses in the Jingyue Temple came to inquire.

Win Wuya will tell what he has encountered, and Zhang Li will add it on the side.

Hearing that a demon cultivator from the Jindan Realm infiltrated the realm under the rule of Jingyue Temple, the strong man of Jingyue Temple did not look good.

Several people left in a hurry, trying to find a way to arrange a response.

Waiting for the monks in the Jingyue Temple to leave, Win Wuyan turned his head to look at Zhang Li.

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong."

(End of chapter)