Chapter 071: The Strength of the Twisting God Thorn and the Ancient Demon (One Update!)

On the surface, there was no one else on the platform of the entire temple except Lin Fu, but Lin Fu seemed to have found something.

Lin Yan's pupils shrank, and the Black Prison Sword broke away from Lin Yan's palm, turning into a black light and shooting out towards the corner of the temple gate.

The unthinkable happened.

I saw that after the Black Prison Sword hit this position, it made a 'ding' sound, and a black figure appeared from this position.

"Huh?"

With a light thud, the figure gradually solidified.

This figure took a few steps in the direction where Lin Fu was standing, and a cold aura quickly enveloped Lin Fu.

"It's—"

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and what caught his eye was a monster with two horns and black scales running through his body. This monster has a pair of black fleshy wings on its back, huge purple pupils staring at Lin Yan, and its four claws are even more cold and sharp.

"Perfect Flesh!"

The demon looked at Lin Yu with a cruel smile, opening and closing his hands and claws, and a series of sonic booms came and went.

"Ancient Demon?" Lin Yan slowly retreated, shocked in his heart.

The ancient demon is an extremely rare existence in the cultivation realm, and this kind of legendary monster can only be found in ancient books, and Lin Yan judging from the appearance of the huge monster in front of him, it is the body in his impression.

Just when Lin Yan was about to deal with it, he saw the door of the temple behind this demon slowly open, and a blood-colored figure walked out of it.

Lin Yan frowned, he glanced at the blood-colored figure behind this demon in disbelief, and the black prison sword in his hand was even heavier.

"Congratulations to the Demon General. ā€

Covered in blood, this person is actually Dong Yu who broke the formation with Lin Yu and others before, but the head on this person's neck can still be connected for some reason.

Unexpectedly, this Dong Yu and this ancient demon were in the same group, which made Lin Yu very strange.

"Hmph, this seat has already taught you the method of the Demon Qi Tank, and you are actually so slow to recover. The ancient demon snorted coldly, very ashamed that Dong Yu only came out at this moment.

Lin Yu was invited by Gu Tong to come to this secret place, but why this Dong Yu was able to get acquainted with this ancient demon made Lin Yu unable to understand.

Somewhat embarrassed, he played a dust expulsion technique all over his body, and Dong Yu looked at Lin Yu.

"Lin Daoyou, I really don't know if I praised you or said that you were stupid, you dared to wait here with me so easily, aren't you surprised why I didn't die?"

Lin Yan turned around and glanced at the destroyed teleportation array, but the corners of his mouth went up.

"You are planning to cooperate with the outside world, so you must leave this valley, right?" It's just that I'm very surprised that this teleportation array has been destroyed, how can you two get out of trouble!"

"Huh?" Seeing Lin Fu laughing angrily, the ancient demon looked Lin Fu up and down, and after making sure that Lin Fu really only had the breath of the peak of the Rotational Light, he finally laughed.

"Ha Lu Ha

With this laughter, this Dong Yu suddenly had a demonic aura all over his body, and as for the ancient demon, his back and wings flashed.

Shout!

Leaving a demon shadow directly in place, the attack speed of this ancient demon is simply extremely fast.

Lin Yan saw that this demon would indeed not let go of himself, and the black prison sword in his hand shot out again, instantly turning into the size of three zhang and sweeping out.

The huge black sword swept between them, causing the wind to howl in this space, and as for Dong Yu, he was even outflanked from the side, wanting to help the ancient demon kill Lin Yu in an instant.

Seeing Lin Yan's Black Prison Sword attacking him, the ancient demon sneered, and his claws reached forward, and under a series of gold and iron clashes, his speed did not decrease at all.

"What?"

Lin Yu saw that the ancient demon's defense was so strong, and he jumped back in shock.

Rumble!

The ground gravel that he was standing on flew out, although Dong Yu's move did not make a contribution, but at this moment, his flying sword had already locked on Lin Yu, and as for the ancient demon, it was a huge claw with a void grip.

Hula!

The space where Lin Yu was located condensed slightly, and suddenly seemed to be about to be pinched.

"Not good!"

Lin Yan slapped the storage bag in shock, and a black shield floated up, his body was short, and he slid out in reverse.

A black devil's claw with a size of more than ten zhang appeared instantly, and with five fingers and a clench, it made a 'bang' sound.

Burst!

Continuously flipping and retreating, Lin Yu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was extremely grim.

The black defensive shield is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was unexpectedly exploded by this demon pinch all of a sudden, so it was extremely difficult for Lin Yu to survive.

"It's good to hide!" Dong Yu sneered bloodthirstily, the purple flying sword turned into a frightening and slashed angrily at Lin Yan's neck, and at the same moment, the ancient demon slammed on the ground with one foot, and the huge claws roared towards Lin Yan's body.

A trace of red light flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, and this light turned into a red silk thread hanging directly in Dong Yu's direction, and his feet were even more yellow.

"Not good!"

The soul was shocked, and the purple flying sword controlled by Dong Yu appeared to stagnate for a short time, and at this moment, Lin Yu not only dodged the blow of the ancient demon in a ghostly manner, but the black prison sword shot out at Dong Yu's chest!

"What?" The ancient demon didn't succeed in his blow, so he stopped sharply and looked at Dong Yu.

Poof!

The Black Prison Sword directly pierced through Dong Yu's chest, bringing a sword ray back into Lin Yu's hands.

"Uh-"

Looking at a bloody hole in his chest in disbelief, Dong Yu fell to the ground.

It's only been a few breaths, and Dong Yu was actually killed by Lin for seconds!

"Psychic attack!" the ancient demon's expression turned cold.

Twisting Thorns!

At the critical moment, Lin Yu used the Hanging God Thorn to make Dong Yu's soul shake and kill Dong Yu.

I didn't expect that the Twisting God Thorn would be so sharp in this kind of battle, and Lin Yan finally understood this for the first time using this trick.

Looking at the behemoth in front of him with a cold expression, Lin Yan stood proudly, and his purple robe flew violently.

"Quasi-Ning Dan Cultivator, no wonder he is so big!" After a brief shock, the ancient demon already had a thorough understanding of Lin Yan's strength.

Lin Yan shook it with one palm, and the moment he pinched and exploded the air, his toes touched the ground and shot out angrily!

Shout!

A purple figure quickly killed in front of the ancient demon, although the figure was disproportionate, but the black prison sword in Lin Yan's hand was brilliant, and it was held by Lin Yan's hands, and from top to bottom, a huge black sword glowed!

"Get out!"

The Ancient Demon roared, and his huge fist swung out sideways towards Lin Yan's Black Prison Sword!

Rumble!

Under a ripple of energy, Lin Yan actually brought a sword, and was blasted out of the platform by the ancient demon with a punch like a cannonball, and flew upside down to the platform!

Bang bang bang!

Breaking three or four giant trees in a row, the purple figure trembled and fell to the ground.

"This kind of attack also wants to cause damage to this seat!" said the ancient demon word by word.

It's too strong!

This demon was actually not afraid of Lin Fu's attack, as if this demon would let Lin Fu slash dozens of times without being harmed.

On the ground, a carp stood up, Lin Yan stood up stiffly, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, Lin Yan looked at the ancient demon cautiously, but the tiger's mouth on his palms was cracked, and the traces of blood flowed along the hilt to the tip of the sword, dripping on the ground.

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