Chapter 588: Immortal Cultivator from the Spirit Realm
The Ten Thousand Demon King could see it clearly, and a look of horror flashed on his face, but he soon sneered:
"The strength of the spiritual world is indeed good, but it is a big mistake to think that he can win against the old man. β
Before the words fell, the Ten Thousand Demon King made his choice...... He looked out of the wind and fled.
That's right, escape, and it's a rolling and crawling escape, and it's embarrassing.
"Hey, this ......"
As a bystander, Qin Yan almost thought that he was wrong.
Is there something wrong with your eyes or ears?
The other party was still making a lot of nonsense just now, how could he blink an eye and run away regardless of his image?
The great demon king in the late stage of the dignified god, doesn't he even want a little face?
Qin Yan was stunned in his heart, but he had to admit that the timing of the other party's choice to escape was really too good.
Rumble!
Because the next moment, a mountain peak thousands of zhang high in front of it was directly cut into two pieces by the slender sword wire.
And that's not all.
Next, the tooth-aching sound kept coming to the ears, and the more than ten peaks in front of them were also easily cut in half.
All of a sudden, the mountain peaks collapsed, and huge rocks kept smashing down like the ground.
Knock knock knock......
The roar was deafening, as if the great thunder had torn through the sky.
Qin Yan was dumbfounded.
There was only shock left in my heart.
With such strength, I am afraid that it has surpassed the stage of transformation into a god.
Could it be that this woman is refining?
But he found it a little incredible.
Or there are a lot of doubts, which are difficult to solve.
If the other party is really a powerhouse in the Void Refining Realm, why did he use such a strategy just now?
Instead of racking his brains and letting the other party step into his trap step by step, it is better to simply cut him off with a sword.
Although it is better to outwit the opponent, it refers to the situation where the strength is inferior to the opponent, or the difference is not much.
If it's far better, there's no need to put that effort into it.
Direct crushing is the best option.
Thinking of this, Qin Yan was a little uncertain in his heart.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
However, at this moment, the sound of a violent cough reached the ears.
Qin Yan looked for prestige, and saw the woman in white frowning, a trace of pain appeared in her eyes, and the expression on her face became more and more pale.
"Hmph, that's true. β
The voice of the Ten Thousand Demon King appeared in the extreme distance, with a look of palpitation on his face, but he laughed very rampantly: "This king's guess is not wrong, the fairy is indeed an immortal cultivator in the refining period, but it seems that you are extremely injured, and your skills can be exerted at most one-tenth and twelfth." β
"So what?"
The expression on the face of the woman in white had calmed down, and she still looked indifferent and cold: "Even if my old injuries have not healed, it will still be easy to kill you." β
"Why should the fairy brag nonsense. β
There was an indifferent smile on the corner of the mouth of the Ten Thousand Demon King: "Ming people don't say dark words, the strength of this king, even if it is compared with you, is far inferior, but it is not enough to fight fairies, but just blindly run away, there is no problem, in a short time, you can't kill me." β
"Are you going to run away?"
The woman in white raised her eyebrows.
"Of course not. β
The other party shook his head: "I plan to be a piece of kraft candy, I can't beat you, but I can entangle the fairy, what can you do to me?"
"Not to mention the recurrence of your old injury, which is not suitable for working with others, even if you can persevere, how long can the little girl's injury drag on?"
The Demon King laughed.
Between the words, where there is a little master's demeanor, it is as if he is a scoundrel in the market, and he doesn't care about his face at all.
"You ......"
When the woman in the palace costume heard the other party's words, her face was really ugly.
I have to say that although the other party is a little shameless, he is indeed a cunning and difficult guy, who knows how to judge the situation and is not sure, and will never be reckless.
I don't care about face, and in order to achieve my goal, I will do everything.
And such a guy is precisely the most difficult to deal with.
The other party seems to be shameless, but in fact he is absolutely calm.
In such a state, he rarely makes mistakes, and the choices he makes are the most beneficial to himself.
"Damn!"
A look of extreme hatred appeared on the face of the woman in white.
If it weren't for the time, when he came here from the spirit realm through the spatial node, he was seriously injured, and even hurt his origin.
And this human world is short of resources, and he can't find a suitable treasure to recover from his injuries, how can he fall into such a passive situation?
The demon clan in the late stage of the god is only a god, if he is victorious, he can be hit hard with one move.
Even if you want to kill the other party, it won't be useless.
Thinking of this, her face became more and more ugly, it was really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and the dragon swimming in shallow water was played by shrimp.
"Look for death!"
The woman in the palace dress didn't say much.
She is also a smart and intelligent immortal cultivator, of course she understands that it is useless to say more, and instead of bothering her tongue, it is better to kill this guy with all her might.
The other party's calculation is good, but is it really a soft persimmon when he is seriously injured?
How naΓ―ve!
Her face flashed a hint of coldness, her eyebrows raised slightly, her slender hand was raised, and the strangely shaped fairy sword appeared in her palm again.
With a slight shake, it seemed that there was only a slight movement of the shoulders, and other than that, there were no superfluous movements, but the entire sky was immediately filled with swarming sword qi as if by magic.
Falling like rain, colorful and gorgeous sword qi, tens of thousands, like the ten thousand demon kings slashing away.
Such a magnificent attack, but all the sword qi was actually orderly, without conflict with each other, and the layers were clear, killing the enemy.
Qin Yan was stunned, it was simply amazing.
This is the strength of the Void Cultivator?
And it is still used when the other party has an old illness and has not recovered from a serious injury?
Qin Yan couldn't help but be fascinated.
I admired it in my heart.
And the face of the Ten Thousand Demon King no longer had the smile just now, and it became very serious, and the strength of the other party exceeded his expectations, which was worthy of the refining void that came here from the spirit world.
He certainly wasn't going to sit still.
A roar.
Roar!
It was like a thunderbolt that exploded in mid-air.
And in that voice, there seems to be infinite magic.
The already gloomy sky became more and more gloomy.
Then, a strong demonic aura swarmed, and one after another treasures that looked like shields appeared in sight.
Each one was similar to the size of a palm, but there were a lot of them, and all of them were condensed by demonic qi changes.
The Ten Thousand Demon King is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his use of demonic power is breathtaking.
Although Qin Yan couldn't wait for him to fall immediately, he was also very impressed by this guy's strength.
There is no vanity under the fame!
This sentence of the ancients is indeed very reasonable.