Beast Magic!

The black-faced man of the Great Perfection of the Demon Body, who was only in the early stage of foundation building, actually used the technique of beast transformation against Su Wang, who was only in the early stage of foundation building!

The black-faced man roared in pain several times, a dazzling light flashed, and when the light dissipated, the black-faced man had already turned into a half-human, half-wolf monster, with a demonic aura on his body, and the aura emitted was only half a step away from the early stage of the demon pill.

At this moment, in the Shenmo Dune, the earth-shattering loud noise and miserable roar sounded one after another.

Five black bronze puppets and more than thirty iron puppets were all around, Ruan Cheng's face was still angry, where would those rebellious Huaqiao Sect disciples be Ruan Cheng's opponents, especially, it was still the angry Ruan Cheng.

The white-haired old man who turned into a clever door spat blood from his mouth, lying on his back on the ground, and there was a black bronze puppet that had just burst beside him, but the white-haired old man immediately turned over and got up in a panic, landed on his knees, knelt in front of Ruan Cheng, hit his head on the ground, and said again and again: "The boss spares his life!

Ruan Cheng's eyes had a look of grief, and at the same time, there was hatred and anger on his face, but looking at his former favorite disciple who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy, he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in his heart, and the flickering light on his hand also dimmed a little.

And at this moment, the white-haired old man, who was originally kowtowing, flashed with viciousness and cruelty in his eyes, and from the storage bag on his waist, a thin long needle quickly flew out, flashing with a faint blue light, and at first glance, it was quenched with poison, and the long needle quickly stabbed into Ruan Yao's belly dantian.

However, the moment the long needle flew out, Ruan Cheng had already noticed it, and Ruan Cheng shouted angrily: "Criminal!"

Ruan Cheng's left hand was only lightly grasped, and the long needle that came was immediately wrapped in a ball of spiritual light, floating motionless, and his right hand slapped forward suddenly, and a palm phantom flew out, hitting the head of the white-haired old man, and with a "bang", red and white things splashed around.

At this point, the five hundred rebellious Huaqiao Sect disciples have been wiped out by Ruan Cheng and the puppets controlled by him, Ruan Cheng sighed in his heart, and looked up at the sky where Su Wang was, because there was a demonic aura and an amazing sword intent.

"Boom", like a hill falling to the ground, Zhu Yan Demon Monkey faced the sand dune, his huge body fell down, his body was burned red and black by the flames, and there were two bloody blood holes in his chest and abdomen, which ran through the front and back, and a thin and long sword mark in his throat, which was shocking.

There was a burst of green mist rising from the body of the Zhu Yan Demon Monkey, emitting a fishy and pungent smell, and the huge body of the Zhu Yan Demon Monkey was actually shrinking rapidly, and in an instant, it had shrunk to the size of an ordinary demon ape, and the previous huge body seemed to be forcibly supported by some kind of force.

There were monks around who looked at Zhao Wei in awe, Zhao Wei's eyes were cold and arrogant, but he was actually happy in his heart.

Zhao Wei's face was slightly pale, slightly panting, but the spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, and his complexion returned to normal after a while, Zhao Wei's spiritual sense moved, and the red light of the Burning Silence Sword flashed, and a demon core rolled out from the belly of the Zhu disgusting demon monkey, Zhao Wei put away the demon core, and also looked up at Su Wang's side.

"Babbling" a terrible roar.

Qing Yu's body was covered with slender sword marks, his cyan hair was dyed red with blood, and the huge single horn above his nose was slashed by hundreds of white sword qi at this moment, and the whole single horn fell off, but it did not land, and was rolled up by one of the sword qi and rolled into Pan Feiyu's hand.

Blood gushed like a pillar.

Qing Ji was still roaring, the white light of the Zhaohui Sword was bright in mid-air, and then the Zhaohui Sword hummed, turned into a ball of white light, and instantly flew into the cut where the unicorn fell off, and the white sword qi was scattered and raging, and Qing Yu finally roared and fell to the ground with a bang.

There was a "boom", and the surrounding sand dunes shook suddenly.

Qing's body and body were full of blood, and the Zhaohui sword flew out of Qing's body, and there was a white light flickering on the sword's body, and the white light was also wrapped in a cyan demon core, which was crystal clear, and contained powerful demon power.

And not far from the place where Qingyu fell, one of the thick front legs of the monster giant elephant was cut off entirely, and a pair of long tusks had also been cut off in unison, and the long nose and big ears were also bloodstained, and the incisions and scars were extremely smooth, all of which were injured by sharp swords.

The monster giant elephant was lying in the sand, although it had not yet lost its breath, but at this moment it was already more out of breath and less in breath, and the Zhaohui sword flickered again, and after a while, it flew out of the giant elephant's body, and wrapped it and brought out an earthy yellow demon core.

As the Zhaohui Sword flew out, the giant elephant finally completely lost its breath, and its face showed an anthropomorphic look of relief.

From the corpses of Qingji and the giant elephant, almost at the same time, like the Zhu disgusting demon monkey, a burst of green mist with a fishy and pungent smell rose, and the huge bodies of Qingji and the giant elephant Xiaoshan quickly shrank, leaving only ten zhang tall.

The Zhaohui sword flew in front of him, Pan Feiyu's face was as usual, and as a sword cultivator, he had the most keen sense of sword intent and sword qi, Pan Feiyu had already felt that on the side of the Evening Mountain to the west of the Shenmo Dune, there was an increasingly powerful sword intent rising into the sky.

As soon as Pan Feiyu's spiritual sense moved, the Zhaohui Sword immediately flew to his feet, and the sword body shook, and the Zhaohui Sword carried Pan Feiyu and flew quickly to the sky where Su Wang was.

Not far from where Su Wang was, a thick black mist was rolling, and directly below the black mist, the huge body of the tree bird lay across the sand dunes, but the strange thing was that the tree bird looked scarred, but there was no trace of blood on its body, and the flesh and bones of the corpse were withered, as if the blood had been drained.

At this time, a red-haired young man walked out of the thick black fog, it was none other than Blood Mo.

The black light on Xuemo's body flashed, and in an instant, the thick black mist surged rapidly, and was quickly sucked into the body by Xuemo, and the black mist that was still covering a large area of the sky just now seemed to have never appeared, and the black mist dispersed, but dozens of disciples of the Demon Sect in the Qi refining period fell from mid-air one after another.

Just now, the blood horse killed the tree bird, and the body of the tree bird fell on the sand dune, and suddenly there were dozens of disciples of the Demon Sect around, maybe they didn't know what death was, and they turned a blind eye to the blood Mo who had just killed the tree bird, and rushed up together, wanting to snatch the demon core of the tree bird.

Blood Mo just snorted coldly, and the thick black mist rolled down, not only rolling up the demon core of the tree bird, but also rolling all the dozens of Demon Sect disciples into the black mist, and in just a moment, the frightened screams that were originally in the black mist became silent.

When the blood Mo walked out of the black fog, he just saw the black-faced man change into the appearance of a half-human and half-wolf monster, the blood Mo was floating in mid-air, and he had not yet moved, at this time, from the other side of the blood mo, a young man flew in, and the demonic energy on his body rose.

In the distance, there was a golden light shining, and a fox-headed woman, that is, Tian Meisi after the beast, did not hesitate to use secret techniques, and finally broke the golden transparent light curtain of Wu Xing, and at this moment she was panting again and again, staring at Wu Xing with surprise and hatred.

And Wu Xing is face is calm, and the corner of his eye is also looking at the skyline where Su Wang is.

Su Wang's shadow killing sword move, and the beast transformation of the black-faced man, attracted the attention of all directions.