Chapter 9: The Weakness of the Lord

Seeing that Zhu Yan's bloody mouth was close in front of him, the monks who were arrested closed their eyes in resignation.

After waiting for a long time, the expected pain did not hit.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw that the Xuan Lord had already flown in front of them at some point, and she grabbed Zhu Yan's huge fangs with both hands, so that it could not be closed.

Before they could react, she stepped on Zhu Yan's neck with one foot, using her neck as a support point, and with the other foot, she used ten percent of her strength to kick Zhu Yan's big hand.

Zhu Yan was defenseless, let go of his hand in pain, and the monks fell to the ground in an uproar.

Lord Xuan looked back: "What are you doing stupidly, run!" ”

They took a deep look at the Xuan Lord, who had previously hung them on a tree and insulted, and now had turned to save them desperately.

"It's a write-off between us!"

After saying this, they ran away without hesitation.

The food that had reached his mouth slipped away, and Zhu Yan was visibly angry.

After roaring angrily at Lord Xuan, it smashed its fists straight in her direction, bound to blast her into a meatloaf.

Lord Xuan raised his fist to resist, but he didn't even hold on for a breath, and was directly blown away two or three meters away.

This is the first time she has fought hard with someone and has fallen behind.

Moreover, she felt that her whole arm was numb now, and she couldn't lift the slightest strength at all.

And Zhu Yan was obviously not interested in her, a mortal with no spiritual power.

Seeing that the Xuan Lord had no power to resist, he no longer pursued the Xuan Lord, but directly pursued the direction in which the fierce old man and the monks had fled.

The fierce old man knew that this Zhu Yan had been cultivating for millions of years and was about to become a god in half a step, and this was the time when he needed to absorb spiritual power. They simply don't have the ability to compete with it.

Therefore, he didn't hide his selfishness, he directly turned into the colorful bull of the body, and tried his best to cultivate to erect a barrier, hoping to drag this Zhu Yan for a while.

Give them more opportunities to escape.

But the barrier he built with all his strength was like a thin film in Zhu Yan's eyes, and with just a light punch, it was directly shattered, and he didn't even hold off half of his breath.

Seeing Zhu Yan's big hand coming in his direction, the fierce old man's face turned gray, he was probably going to fold here today.

Just when he accepted his fate, he saw Master Xuan jumping straight from stepping on Zhu Yan's head.

"Iron Eater!"

"Hmm~!"

With the call of the Xuan Lord, the black gold iron-eating beast that was still carrying a sack and retreating instantly turned into its body, enveloping all the monks and the fierce old man under its body, and directly caught the Xuan Lord who jumped down.

The moment Zhu Yan swung his fist, the Xuan Lord turned around and stretched out his already numb fists to face it.

At the moment of confrontation, Lord Xuan heard a clicking sound, and she knew that it was the sound of her arm being broken.

But she never took a step back.

She bit the corner of her lip and let the blood spill from her mouth. At the moment when Zhu Yan roared angrily, he roared back.

This roar, although it had no spiritual power, inexplicably made Zhu Yan and the fierce old man behind the Xuan Lord feel a little chilled in their hearts, as if it was suppressed by blood.

After Zhu Yan was stunned for three seconds, he instantly increased the force in his hand, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

The Xuan Lord gradually fell to the lower peak, and she shouted hard: "Fierce old man~"

The fierce old man knew that if he couldn't resist this Zhu Yan, everyone present would die. So he didn't hesitate and flew directly to help.

"I really shouldn't have promised to be a thug for you before, but I just want my grandson's meat for a year, it's better than putting all my old bones on it."

He chattered and complained endlessly, but he didn't have any ambiguity in his hands, and directly pushed his majestic spiritual power into the body of the Xuan Lord.

In just an instant, the Xuan Lord's originally shattered arm was connected.

With the help of the fierce old man, the advantage gradually returned to their side.

Master Xuan took the opportunity to pull out the dagger hidden in his sleeve, "Old man, help me carry it." ”

Dropping this sentence, Lord Xuan didn't give people a chance to react, and flew directly towards Zhu Yan's eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhu Yan hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon and directly imprisoned the Xuan Lord in it.

But it was too late.

The Xuan Lord had already arrived in front of Zhu Yan's eyes at this moment, and stabbed the dagger straight into Zhu Yan's right eye.

Blood burst out in an instant.

Zhu Yan swung his fist angrily, and directly swept the fierce old man and the black gold iron-eating beast away a hundred meters away with one palm.

And Lord Xuan took the opportunity to stab the dagger directly into his head from Zhu Yan's right eye.

With a mournful roar, the huge Zhu Yan fell to the ground in response, and the Xuan Lord who fell down together was imprisoned in Zhu Yan's magic weapon.

After Zhu Yan completely lost his breath, the Xuan Lord saw that Zhu Yan's soul was pulled out of his body by an invisible hand, and then rose into the sky and was never seen again.

After a few seconds, a tiny fragment of the soul floated from above, sinking directly into the dirt of the Ghost Forest.

I think this is the remnant soul of Zhu Yan.

Lord Xuan wanted to detain the land and see what was going on.

found that he was still imprisoned in the magic weapon that Zhu Yan sacrificed before he died.

This magic weapon, even if its owner died, did not fail.

Lord Xuan pushed tentatively, and hammered hard, but found that he couldn't break through the wall.

She panicked and began to punch and kick the magic weapon, only to find that no matter what means she used, she couldn't get herself out of it.

The monks apparently discovered this as well.

They sneered and gathered around: "It turns out that you can't break through the confinement of magic weapons, this is your weakness, mortals are really mortals." ”

Lord Xuan looked at them in disbelief: "I just saved your life. ”

"What if you saved us, don't forget, how you humiliated us before."

Chen Ming stepped forward and kicked the magic weapon fiercely.

Seeing that Master Xuan was covering the corner of the magic weapon where his arm was located, and his eyes were red, he felt very refreshed.

I saw that he took out a long sword and was about to stab it in the direction of the Xuan Lord, "Aren't you quite capable of fighting, then let's see if you are invulnerable." ”

At this time, several monks who had been saved by the Xuan Lord from Zhu Yan's mouth couldn't help but step forward and stopped him and said, "Chen Ming, no matter what, it was indeed the Xuan Lord who saved our lives just now, and you will inevitably take revenge for your kindness." ”

"Grace will take revenge? Don't forget, how she insulted us. If she hadn't persecuted us, she wouldn't have caused this disgust. ”

Chen Ming said fiercely and greedily: "Moreover, don't you see, the little meat ball she has been holding before is a black gold iron-eating beast, only if she dies, this black gold iron-eating beast is ownerless." ”

"It has no owner, and we all have a chance to harness it. What's more..."

Chen Ming's gaze shifted to Zhu Yan, who was already dead, and said: "One less person, but you can share one more Zhu Yan Neidan." Who is called, and only she has nothing to do with our other immortal cultivation families? ”