On the way to the place where the youth clone was defeated, Hou Yan encountered the black-clothed demon cultivator who had traced him along the walking route of the young clone.

Hou Yan didn't say much, she first fought with the black-clothed demon cultivator, with the cultivation of the Jindan period and the tradition of the Tianzhen Sect's cultivation body, although she was more than two hundred years old and had never touched anyone for more than a hundred years, her previous combat experience was still there, but her hands were a little raw.

In the early part of the battle, it was true that the battle nerves had not yet recovered, and he was suppressed by the black-clothed demon cultivator who was injured and close to him, but in the middle of the battle, Hou Yan gradually regained the feeling of battle with his strong body and mana protection.

If Hou Yan was in the foundation building realm, she, the formation of the Unmixed Sect War Department, would really not be able to defeat this demon cultivator, but the suppression of a cultivation level was enough to make her invincible.

Although the black-clothed demon cultivator had red eyes and roared angrily, even his reason was about to be lost, and his whole body was shrouded in a pitch-black and cold demonic aura.

But the cunning nature of the demon cultivator determined that he didn't know that he was invincible and would not retreat, and the black-clothed demon cultivator took the opportunity to be repulsed, and he was about to slip away by turning around.

But she didn't want to wait for Yan to be prepared, her Dao weapon gossip twenty-four lines shot away, and in the blink of an eye, it formed an encirclement, enveloping the black-clothed demon cultivator, and the yin and yang lines quickly formed a hexagram, and the gossip trapped array became instantaneous.

The black-clothed demon cultivator who was trapped by the gossip trap array was covered in blood, covered with small wounds that had been injured by Hou Yan's sword qi, and his long hair was scattered and danced, frantically impacting the formation.

He kept cursing: "What the hell is this!

Hou Yan's face remained unchanged, and in the course of nearly twenty minutes of battle, this black-clothed demon cultivator turned over and over to call Lao Tzu, which was all kinds of amplified words.

Controlling the scope of the gossip trapping array, trapping the black-clothed demon cultivator flying in front, Hou Yan followed behind to guard against what hole cards this demon cultivator still had to play.

Seeing that this middle-aged and indifferent woman seemed to want to capture and trap herself, and from then on her life and death would be in the hands of others, so she didn't dare to leave anything to chance, and said to Hou Yan Senhan with a cruel smile: "You forced me! Lao Tzu likes your cold and noble temperament, Lao Tzu must blaspheme you! And then slowly kill you!"

Hou Yan's gaze became colder and colder, silently urging more mana to bless the trapped formation.

The black-clothed demon cultivator couldn't stop laughing, the pitch-black demonic aura was steaming like flames, and his right claw, which had five sharp black nails five centimeters long, resolutely grasped his left arm.

"Ahhhh!!......h

The black-clothed demon cultivator roared fiercely, and the muscles in his right arm bulged out due to the force, and the sleeves of his shirt were tightened.

Under the wild force of his right arm, the black-clothed demon cultivator's left arm was actually torn off by him!

The black-clothed demon cultivator who tore off his left arm with his own hands unexpectedly regained his calmness, and his eyes were cold and ruthless staring at the solemn Hou Yan.

"Lao Tzu's life! I can't help it! Thief God! Lao Tzu sacrifices you with his left arm! Ahhhh!......h

In the roar of the black-clothed demon cultivator, a black flame ignited on his left arm, which was burned into a puff of black smoke by this black flame, and it penetrated the Bagua Trap Array light shield distributed by the Houyan Dao device without hindrance, and went straight to the high heavens.

When the left arm raised in the black-clothed demon cultivator's hand was burned into black smoke, he looked like crazy, and the rolling black demonic qi that enveloped him skyrocketed instantly!

Hou Yan frowned slightly, this is some kind of secret method to burst strength, right? Although I have never heard of any demon cultivator in the immortal cultivation world shouting to sacrifice to the sky or something, but it seems that it is indeed an explosion secret method.

This kind of secret method usually bursts out with strong strength in a short period of time, but in the end, it will eventually weaken and enter a period of weakness. So, let's see how far this demonic cultivation can break out.

Hou Yan added his strength again, urging the gossip trapped array formed by the Taoist instrument to strictly guard against death, and quickly communicated and urged the three trigrams of Xun, Dui, and Kan, and in the unchanged Bagua trapped array, the three talents formed an embedded phantom array.

Demon cultivators are not all weak Dao hearts, and when they act with demon cultivators, they often have a low Dao heart realm, but they are all too obsessed and not peaceful enough. Either negative or positive.

Therefore, if you want to use the phantom array to deal with the demon cultivator, unless you can hit its weakness and the weakest point of the soul, its obsession will often make the phantom array very powerful.

Just like at this time, in order to find the obsession of this black-clothed demon cultivator, the weakest point of the soul requires luck and time.

In the Trapped Illusion Array, the pitch-black demonic aura that permeated the black-clothed Demon Cultivator's body had already filled every place in the light curtain of the Trapped Array, like a black ball hanging there.

The black-clothed demon cultivator sacrificed to the sky with his left arm, and burst out with great strength, seizing the time to impact the trapped array, which was originally only equivalent to the cultivation of the foundation building period of the immortal cultivator, but it actually impacted the light curtain of the trapped array that was blessed by the mana of the Houyan Jindan period, and constantly deformed and bulged.

Fortunately, this black-clothed demon cultivator was fierce for three minutes, and finally lay down exhausted, not saying anything, and I don't know if I fell asleep with my eyes closed.

Hou Yan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although this black-clothed demon cultivator did not break through her trapped formation when he erupted, his strength after the outbreak could already pose a slight threat to her.

Therefore, Hou Yan still decided to hurry up and take the opportunity to try out what kind of illusion this demon cultivator ate.

So she kept adjusting the illusion while trapping the demon cultivator and hurried back.

When she returned to the wooden house, it was half an hour later when she saw Zheng Hao and Lin Suqing swordsman.

The gossip trapped on the ground, the black-clothed demon cultivator sat up, glanced around, and when he saw Zheng Hao who stopped with Lin Suqing to look at him, his pupils shrank.

"What the hell are you, I tore my throat and smashed my heart before, but there was no blood flowing, and finally it turned into a white gas and dissipated. ”

Listening to the black-clothed demon cultivator's cold questioning tone, Zheng Hao sighed in his heart, he was caught by the teacher and didn't have a proper attitude.

Zheng Hao was about to speak, but received Lin Suqing's divine sense: I'll ask.

"Where did you come from, why did you come, how many people came. ”

The black-clothed demon cultivator looked Lin Suqing up and down, and sneered: "Doesn't this understand what Lao Tzu is saying?

Lin Suqin grimaced and repeated in a cold voice: "Where did you come from, why did you come, how many people." ”

Demon Xiu smiled cruelly: "The little lady is quite imposing, and her appearance is also marked, it is better to follow your uncle, it will definitely make you fluttering!"

Zheng Hao was instantly angry, and he was about to kill this miscellaneous piece as soon as he threw the Hao sword in his hand.

Fortunately, Lin Suqing's hand was quick, and as soon as he grabbed his wrist, his divine sense transmitted: The little elm tree spirit stayed quietly.

Lin Suqing's eyes became even colder when she looked at the demon cultivator, and she even showed a cruel smile as she learned from the demon cultivator, and said coldly: "Don't toast and don't eat, are you forcing me to search your soul?"

Soul Search!

As soon as Demon Xiu heard these two words, his face changed.