Chapter 091: Sword Lock Demon Soul

As the saying goes, get up from where you fall.

Wu Zhiqi has seen the power of martial artists, and he has been studying the cultivation of martial arts all the time for thousands of years.

The Heaven Swallowing Technique he founded based on his weak water magic technique perfectly integrates his understanding of demon and martial arts, combining the strengths of the two and being domineering.

Not only can he devour the martial artist's qi to improve his martial arts cultivation, but he can also improve his demon cultivation by devouring the demonic power of the demons, and by practicing this technique, he is confident that he will break through to the peak of the true immortal in a very short period of time and achieve the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

At this moment, he looked at Ren Qinglian with a shocked face, and couldn't help but let out a strange smile in his mouth: "Don't worry, this seat will soon make you famous in the immortal world!"

After speaking, I saw the old demon's long tongue jump, spit out a black shadow, and turned into a black iron rod in mid-air.

The iron rod hulala spun, turning faster and faster, the black gas gushing out touched the surrounding dark river, and the river condensed into a huge water mass, there was an unfathomable whirlpool on the water mass, and a suction force was born in the whirlpool, and with a whoosh, Ren Qinglian was sucked in.

Although the mana is depleted, this Ahuizotl's ability to control water is a natural inheritance, and with just one iron rod, it can lead the entire river of underground rock formations.

Ren Qinglian had already been on guard, and with a flick of her fingers, one after another ice and cold flames shot into the water mass.

As if a drop of fire fell into the oil, a pale blue flame burst up, covering the entire surface of the water mass in an instant.

Wu Zhiqi sighed lightly, and saw that the cold flame was extinguished, and a huge ice hockey ball was being picked up in the air by him with an iron rod.

Although the vortex is still there, the absorbing power inside is gone.

Wu Zhiqi roared angrily and dragged the ice ball towards Ren Qinglian.

The cold wind was raging, but Ren Qinglian's figure was split into four and shot into the distance.

Seeing this, Wu Zhiqi sneered, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly found Ren Qinglian's body.

With a wave of the iron rod in his hand, a long bolt of lightning sprang up on the ice hockey, turning into a dazzling power grid in mid-air, and with a snort, it shrouded Ren Qinglian's real body.

Ren Qinglian was secretly annoyed, the phantom body met a master with magical powers such as fiery eyes, it was just an ornament!

Shrinking back, Tai'a Sword came out of its sheath and turned into a round of crimson light and slashed out towards Wu Zhiqi's body not far away.

At the same time, he also brought the floating light to the extreme, and between dodging, his palms shot out one after another, and the strength was heavy, colliding with the power grid.

The lightning exploded and scattered on the nearby rocks, and I saw that the stones were like candles on fire, melting and disappearing little by little.

When Ren Qinglian saw it, she gasped.

Wu Zhiqi sneered: "Although you can condense water into ice, my 'Electricity Eclipse Technique' is condensed by the earth's veins and fire, thunder and thunder, and fire burns the sky......"

This is the power that he has taken a lot of effort to absorb from the leylines behind him over the years, and in the case of the exhaustion of mana, it is already his life-saving master, but he didn't expect to be forced out by this weak human being.

But the stronger Ren Qinglian is, the more valuable it is to him. Don't look at his demeanor, but secretly he is painful and happy.

But soon, as the sword pierced into his flesh, this joy was gone.

"Damn, this is 'karmic fire'......" Wu Zhiqi's Yuan Shen looked horrified.

The red blood flame burning in his body not only burned the blood in his body, but also burned to his primordial spirit with the help of the divine thoughts he left in his body.

Although the faint one can almost be ignored, you must know that he has been trapped by Dayu for more than 2,000 years, and the mana of the Yuan Shen has been exhausted. He couldn't wait to take Ren Qinglian so eagerly, and he also had the intention of using the other party's soul to warm up his own primordial spirit, and by the way, with the help of the other party's human identity, he was swaggering and deceiving, avoiding disasters and driving away disasters!

Only then did Ren Qinglian know that the dark aura of the blood flame burning turned out to be the legendary karma!

Seeing that Wu Zhi Qi Yuan Shen was hideous, he knew that this old demon had been injured a lot, and the opportunity could not be missed, and the three phantom bodies slaughtered the past, and each pinched out a strange seal.

A strange absorbing force came from behind him, and Wu Zhiqi turned around angrily and shouted, "The evil arts also want to ingest the soul of this seat!"

As he spoke, he let out a soft whistle, and a cloud of blue light swept around in an instant.

Ren Qinglian only felt a dull and cracked pain in her mind, and the three phantom bodies had been shattered by this ball of blue light.

It's come to this, either you die or I die.

Ren Qinglian shouted, blood flames ignited on her body, and she rushed towards the place where Wu Zhiqi Yuan God was.

Wu Zhiqi saw it and was shocked. The Yuan Shen turned into a black air mass, flashing at high speed, dodging Ren Qinglian as fast as possible.

Although Ren Qinglian couldn't do anything about him for the time being, she could shoot more blood flames on the opponent's body.

And as the blood flames burned Wu Zhiqi's bloodline, there was also a dignified blood qi in that thin body that was refined by him.

Wu Zhiqi's eyes were cracked, originally he thought that his Heaven Swallowing Technique was already domineering enough, but he didn't expect that this seemingly elegant human kid was also a big devil, and he could actually refine other people's bloodlines to improve his cultivation.

Seeing Ren Qinglian's qi and blood tumbling all over his body, and his momentum getting stronger and stronger, he finally gritted his teeth, and the black qi fluttered, appearing behind Ren Qinglian in an instant, waving his hands, and invoking the few mana left in the Yuan Shen, wanting to hit the opponent's body and seal the opponent's meridians.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ren Qinglian's three phantom bodies that had been shattered by him appeared behind him again.

The three soul seals lightningly shone on Wu Zhiqi's Yuan Baby, and at the same time, Ren Qinglian drove the sword back into the air, and the sword burst out, killing it, not giving Wu Zhiqi a chance to react at all.

As the three soul seals fell, Wu Zhiqi Yuanying froze, and was already horrified to find that an evil aura rushed into his body, making his Yuanying gradually dull, as if some imperial envoys were not moving.

Ren Qinglian didn't care what he thought at all, pinched the seal with both hands, and moved faster and faster, forming the tricks for dealing with divine souls in the Netherworld True Scripture one after another, and punching them into the other party's body.

Wu Zhiqi was able to remove one or two marks at first, but after a few breaths, the filthy qi accumulated more and more, and finally made his Yuan Ying unable to operate.

These filthy and poisonous gases are naturally not a problem for him, but when the tiger falls in Pingyang, he is restrained by the evil art of Ren Qinglian, a half-hung man.

"Boy, don't deceive people too much, Lao Tzu blew himself up as a primordial god, none of us can please him!"

Ren Qinglian didn't seem to hear his words, and his hand kept moving, slapping back and forth, until a blood-red weird talisman was formed by him and hit the opponent's Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen's aura also dimmed.

Wu Zhiqi's face was full of unwillingness, regret, horror and other expressions that appeared one by one.

But seeing Ren Qinglian's hands re-slapped on the top door of his Yuanying, he violently smashed the Yuanying at the peak of this great demon and sealed it into the Tai'a sword.

On the other side, Ahuizotl's body trembled, bleeding from the seven orifices, and fell straight to the ground.

Ren Qinglian kept panting, her face turned pale.

Shicai's battle, it seemed that he was smooth, but in fact, he was a little careless, even if he was just slowing down, he was immediately killed by the other party's self-explosion and shattered bones.

But now, he was right to bet, Wu Zhiqi was deceived by the Lingtai at that moment, not only did he do that, but he still had a trace of luck.

Ren Qinglian stared at the blood-glittering Tai'a Sword in her hand, and laughed: "Luck is in me, you can honestly be the instrument spirit of my divine sword!" said and licked her chapped lips.