In the sea of divine consciousness, the bright spot of Tianchen stopped motionless somewhere, which made Hu Wanjun a little puzzled. He didn't think that the surprise attack just now would kill the other party, and there must be a deception when things go wrong!

Since he knew that Tianchen was a sword cultivator, he would be thunderous as soon as he made a move, so Hu Wanjun naturally raised his vigilance and did not dare to underestimate Tianchen. However, Hu Wanjun is a small realm higher than Tianchen after all, and he will not really be afraid of Tianchen or anything in his heart.

I saw Hei Jiao swing around, and he carried Hu Wanjun to Tianchen and quickly approached.

In a hundred zhang away from Tianchen, Hu Wanjun stopped and looked at Tianchen silently.

At this moment, Tianchen put his hands behind his back, floating in the air, without any magic weapon around him, and was looking at Hu Wanjun with a smile on his face. If it weren't for the tattered Taoist robe on his body at this moment, he would have a bit of the grandeur of his predecessors.

Hu Wanjun released his divine thoughts, and found that there was no sign of formation prohibition around him, and he was immediately suspicious.

"Why didn't Daoist friends run away? Could it be that you have figured out Hu's proposal and are willing to hand over the juniors of the Halloween Church to me?"

Tianchen showed an extremely bored expression when he heard this.

"Hu Daoyou, if it is really for these juniors, how can you put so much effort, I think Daoyou must be coming for me on this trip, the so-called Sendai tribute is afraid that it does not exist, Daoyou is also a spirit baby ancestor, why bother to act up. ”

"Hehe, since Daoyou can see it, then why don't you continue to run away? If so, maybe I really can't do anything to you. Hu Wanjun's expression remained unchanged and asked rhetorically.

"Shuo has traveled the world and rarely does useless things, I stopped here and waited for the Taoist friend, naturally I fell in love with something from the Taoist friend. If Hu Daoyou is willing to offer it with both hands, he will not be a friend, and if he does not want to, then I will come and get it myself!

"Hmph, Daoyou's cultivation is mediocre, but his tone is not small, hehe, he dares to hit the attention of this seat! Okay, Shuo Daoyou is a sword cultivator, and he also has some ability to come, and this seat also wants to ask for advice. ”

Hu Wanjun was furious in his heart, but he was afraid that Tianchen was cheating, so he still forcibly suppressed this anger and provoked Tianchen with his mouth.

Since Tianchen has made up his mind, he will not procrastinate.

Hearing only the sound of "boom", the void trembled, and Tianchen suddenly released an astonishing sword pressure, turning into a golden light in the sky, in which the dense sword shadows flickered coldly, and shot towards Hu Wanjun.

The sword pressed on him, Hu Wanjun stood still, and laughed: "Shuo Daoyou, I think these temptations will be avoided." As the saying goes, killing pays for life, and debts are repaid, since you killed the beloved disciple of the old immortal of Lincang, then offset it with your life. ”

As he spoke, Hu Wanjun kicked the black Jiao under the seat hard.

A black light sank into the body of the black Jiao along the soles of his feet, and the breath of the black Jiao skyrocketed, and he immediately became manic, and with a big mouth, he spewed out billowing black gas at the sword shadow that stabbed him.

As soon as the black qi dispersed, a wall of fog was formed, which firmly protected Hu Wanjun.

This black gas has an extremely strong corrosive ability, and the sword curtain in the sky fell into the fog wall, and it didn't even splash a wave, and it disappeared without a trace. Then Hu Wanjun waved the sleeves of his robe, and the black Jiao swung wildly, and immediately rushed out of the fog wall and bit Tianchen fiercely.

Tianchen turned his right hand and cast a sword gathering shape, and the sword shadows around him immediately swirled and turned into a golden dragon the size of seven or eight zhang and pounced, trembling with the black Jiao.

At the same time, behind the fog wall, Hu Wanjun raised his right hand, pointed out, and with a "whoosh" sound, a purple light shot out at the sky outside the black fog.

This light was no more than the size of a thumb, and it looked ordinary, but it was actually a secret technique of the Demon Dao that he had carefully refined, the Demon Spirit Finger.

This beam of light was only the size of his thumb, but he had worked hard to refine the essence of demonic qi for thirty years, and the attack speed was extremely fast, it could be said that it was instantaneous, and even he himself could not dodge.

After the Great War, the evil path declined, and most of the demonic skills were contaminated by the righteous path, and only some little-known secret techniques were preserved from the modification of the righteous path, and the Demon Spirit Finger was this kind of secret art.

It's a pity that although the secret technique is strong, after all, the condensed demonic qi is a pseudo-demonic qi transformed from the aura, and there is still a great distance between it and the demonic spirit finger condensed by the true demonic qi in terms of power, and it can't be killed with one hit!

But even so, as long as the Demon Spirit Finger can hit the enemy, the evil energy in the purple light will erode the opponent's spiritual vein, and then sneak into the Sea of Knowledge, defile the body of the Spirit Child, and make it impossible for the opponent to do whatever he wants when fighting.

Seeing a flash of purple light, he pierced through the sword shadow protection, leaving a hole in Tianchen's chest and flying to the sky. And Tianchen's body beckoned to the erosion of demonic energy, and he froze in place, unable to move.

Seeing this, Hu Wanjun clasped his hands in the air, and two delicate and blood-like magic blades appeared out of thin air.

Hu Wanjun held the magic blade in his hand, but he made a cross slash in front of his chest, and the void in the distance suddenly trembled, and then Tianchen's body twisted, and he was cut into four parts by some kind of sharp blade.

"Hahaha, boy, that's all you can do?"

Hu Wanjun laughed when he saw this, and immediately urged the gods to read the secret technique, looking for Tianchen's spirit baby in the corpse, and wanted to capture it alive and dedicate it to the Demon Dao Holy Lord, Lincang Half Immortal.

Just when Hu Wanjun was complacent, something unexpected happened to him.

Tianchen's body spread out like a cloud, and the place was empty.

"There is fraud!"

Hu Wanjun said secretly, the magic blade in his hand waved into the wind, and the space in the radius crackled and trembled, but there was still no trace of Tianchen.

At this time, the surrounding scenery began to change, and on the vast sea, three immortal mountains flashed superimposed, and a distant mountain peak cool air penetrated time and space and descended on this side of the world.

It seems that Tianchen has already hid in the shadows and cast the Taiyi Sword Formation.

"Sword Array Illusion? Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Hu Wanjun's expression was cold, and immediately with a wave of his robe sleeves, the fog wall spread in the wind, and soon turned into a ten-mile dark cloud again, overshadowing the heavens and the earth.

A burst of pinching spells, Dao Dao black spells ingested the void with the sound of breaking the sky, and the edge of this dark cloud was like a twilight veil, falling a large area of mist, covering it for ten miles.

Under the dark clouds, the formation speed of the Illusion Immortal Mountain was greatly slowed down, but the ethereal scenes in the distance still slowly became clear.

"Okay, the evil cloud formation of this seat has been completed, I want to ask for a lesson or two today to see whose formation is stronger!"

Hu Wanjun sneered, and then combined his two blades and raised his head into the air.

"Thunder!"

With a "boom", a blood-colored thunder flashed at the tip of the blade, from bottom to top, bombarded in the dark clouds, and soon the blood light in the dark clouds surged, and the thunder continued, and the thunder kept raining down and bombarding the immortal mountain.

"The wind rises!"

Suddenly, the wind between heaven and earth suddenly rose, turning into several whirlwinds, sweeping away the immortal qi of Lingshan, plus the Hongji Zixia with lightning and thunder, Tianchen's Taiyi Sword Array actually had an unstable appearance, and gradually became blurred, and the aura in the entire space became restless because of the intensification of the fighting method.