Rao is Tian Xiaojian has a wide range of knowledge, I don't know how many times Lu Dao has rolled in the bloody wind and rain, and at this moment, his expression is also cold.

A hairy feeling.

Somehow, cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Although the barriers around this independent space were extremely hard, the area itself was not vast, and he had already searched carefully with his divine sense, and he had not sensed the existence of other beings at all.

The voice...... Where did it come from, and what kind of creatures did it come from?

Although he was shocked in his heart, at this moment, Tian Xiaojian didn't have the energy to care about the superfluous things.

There are priorities, and now his life may be buried in that terrible demonic aura at any time.

A rumbling sound reached the ears.

The whirlpool overhead grew more terrifying.

Then a jet of black light erupted from within.

It's not too thick, it's only a few feet in diameter, and there's no loud sound on the side.

At first glance, it doesn't seem to have much to show for it.

However, Tian Xiaojian's expression was sassy.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The power of the attack of the immortal cultivation realm is not proportional to the volume, as a demon cultivator in the clutch period, Tian Xiaojian's sense of demonic qi is naturally extremely acute.

The demonic energy contained in it is so thick that it is almost to the point of substance.

And he has a feeling of being locked in, and there is no way to hide.

That kind of induction can't be described in words at all, as if this inconspicuous pillar of light contains some kind of law of heaven and earth.

Tian Xiaojian has never experienced that "death is only a line away from him, is he really going to fall?"

I knew that Lu Dao should not covet the treasures of the immortals, and at the moment when the two Yin Spirits were killed, "Leave with the King of Ten Thousand Jiao, won't everything be fine?"

Tian Xiaojian's heart was bitter.

However, neither the secular nor the immortal cultivation world regretted selling the medicine at all.

This weak thought only flashed in Tian Xiaojian's heart, and then his eyes became firm.

Waiting to die?

No!

That's the choice of the weak!

As long as there is a glimmer of life, you must seize it.

Roar!

Tian Xiaojian's eyes turned blood-red, like a fierce beast that had fallen into a trap and was besieged by hunters!

I saw him raise his hands, dancing like a flower butterfly, maybe he was moving too fast, there were countless phantoms left in the air, and it looked as if he had countless hands.

And his last was not idle, his lips trembled equally rapidly, and the sound of an ancient and obscure incantation flowed out......

In front of him, there was suddenly an additional layer of light curtain.

It was also a dark color, and countless fist-sized runes loomed on the surface.

It only took less than half a breath of effort, although it was not as fast as Lin Xuan's Nine Heavens Spirit Shield, but it was also shocking.

In addition to that layer of light curtain, there were seven or eight treasures in front of Tian Xiaojian, not swords, guns, swords, halberds, but defensive things such as round shields, iron plates, magic flags, and golden bells......

With the entry of the spell, each of those things displayed their supernatural powers and powers.

I saw that the round shield was dripping and turning, and it had skyrocketed.

Originally, it was only the size of a palm, but with that black light, it increased to two feet, and Wangtian Xiaojian's head was blocked like this, and his entire body was immediately blocked in the shadows.

As for the French flag, it was unfurled in the wind, and a gray light suddenly appeared, and countless bones were wrapped in it.

There are demon clans and human immortal cultivators in it, and the number of bones is extremely large.

"...... Start"

With Tian Xiaojian's loud shout, "Those bones suddenly formed in front of him."

Just like the incantation he spat out, a wall of white noses rose out of thin air, and there was a sky-high resentment attached to it.

These bones "are all immortal cultivators who died in the hands of Tian Xiaojian, as well as the demon clan, and the spirit soul was also locked by it and used to refine this white bone flag."

In terms of power, it may be slightly inferior to Yue'er's Beast Soul Banner, but it has the same respect.

The more bones and spirits inside, the more powerful the treasure becomes.

As for the resentment, not only did it not hurt Tian Xiaojian at all, but it made the defensive power of this wall of bones even more.

No matter how Tian Xiaojian advanced to the clutch, since he has become a top immortal cultivator in the human world, of course there will not be only one treasure of the Netherworld Broken Heart Sword, and the rest of the iron cards and golden bells have also begun to exert their power......

The whole process is complicated to say, but in fact, it is only a blink of an eye, and the monks in the clutch period cast the spell, which is naturally extremely fast.

In front of Tian Xiaojian, the magic light was entangled, and there were as many as seven or eight treasures and light curtains alone.

And each of them has its own uniqueness.

This kind of defense, even in the face of the old monster in the late stage of the clutch, the opponent's all-out attack is not able to break it instantly, and what he has to do now is only to take this pillar of light with a diameter of no more than a few feet.

Looks like it should be okay.

However, I don't know what Lu Dao is about, the creepy feeling in Tian Xiaojian's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

The next moment, the pillar of light finally blasted down from the top of his head, and an incredible scene happened, all the defenses, no matter how insignificant they looked on the surface, at this moment, they were like paper paste, and they were easily torn apart.

Tian Xiaojian could only watch as he was engulfed by that pillar of light.

In other words, human efforts can certainly create miracles, but whether they can overcome heaven or not depends on the problem of character.

Or luck.

It may sound a little illusory, but it is true.

At this time, Tian Xiaojian was extremely desperate.

Only after experiencing it for himself did he realize that the terrifying pillar of light in the Dao might not be inferior to the huge claws that the ancient demon had just summoned.

The body protection demonic qi is the most shielding back, but as soon as it comes into contact, it is bombarded, and then his body is completely swallowed......

What could be but despair at the moment.

And hidden in the shadows, the phantom who had just spoken out grinned, for millions of years, although there would be immortal cultivators breaking in every long time, no matter what the strength of the comer, as long as they entered this independent space, they would inevitably fall.

It is impossible for an existence below the distraction period to stop this demonic divine thunder.

And the guys in the distraction period, whether it is the spirit world or the demon world, are also extremely high-level existences, trapped by the laws of heaven and earth, it is impossible for the body to come to this Penglai Mountain.

The thought flashed through his mind, and the smile on the phantom's face became more and more hideous.

However, the next moment, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

At the same time, another channel.

The Old Demon stood in an abandoned hall.

The feet were full of stumps and severed arms, but these were not human corpses, just puppets that resembled wooden men.

Wood Spirit!

In other words, it is a creature formed by the convergence of wood attribute aura, and it can also be resurrected quickly after killing in a place where wood aura is abundant.

The trouble that the ancient demon encountered was similar to that of Wangtinglou, but he dealt with it easily, and after the wood spirit was killed, there was no chance to resurrect at all, and all of them were demonized by this fang with great magical powers.

After the demonization, the wood spirit is naturally unable to absorb the wood spirit qi to heal the wounds.

This kind of five-element puppet is extremely difficult on the surface, but as long as you know its weaknesses and details, it is not difficult to deal with it.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, this sentence is equally applicable in the world of cultivating immortals.

...... Hmph, there are so many wood spirits in this passage, so it is speculated that the passage taken by Wangtinglou is the earth spirit, with the strong strength of that guy in the later stage of clutching, there must be no problem to deal with it......" This demon muttered to himself, listening to his tone, he seemed to be extremely concerned about Wangtinglou.

"Since you are so sure, why do you bother to ask me, in fact, what does it matter if Wangtinglou is dead or alive, I don't understand, the dignified Tianyuan Demon Ancestor, why did he have to make great efforts to win over a few clutch stage cultivators, although his cultivation, even if he reaches the upper realm, can gain a foothold, but compared to the strength of you and me, it is not worth mentioning. A clear voice came to the ears.

As soon as the words fell, the ancient demon's chest blurred for a while, and suddenly there was an extra human face.

He is extremely handsome, he looks like a white-faced scholar, reflecting the strong body of the ancient demon, and he looks very treacherous, "Hmph, what do you know, in the eyes of this demon ancestor, the existence of the clutch period is not worth mentioning, but for this human world operation, I have been preparing for 100,000 years, and I have checked countless classical books, even if we have worked hard to come to the place where the bones of the true immortals are buried, "we must meet a certain number of ...... to get the treasure"

"There is still this request for treasure taking, why haven't I heard you mention it before?", the white-faced scholar frowned, a little dissatisfied.

“。 Hand, why should I tell you, although you and I share the same body, but each other's spirits are completely independent, I don't dare to trust you completely......" The ancient demon said like this, and his mean words were not disguised at all.

“。 Hands, each other, speaking of which you and I still have a deep enmity in the sea of blood, if you didn't want to break through the realm back then, in order to become the true demon ancestor one day, to cultivate that forbidden demonic skill, and devour your friend and me, how could I fall into such a situation......" The white-faced scholar said lightly, but his tone was full of resentment.

"What did the past mention of what he did, didn't this Demon Ancestor succeed, not to mention what qualifications do you have to accuse me, didn't Your Excellency also practice the sealed exercises, otherwise how could the Divine Soul be so powerful, and actually fought with this Demon Ancestor, although I can suppress your Divine Soul, but I can't devour it" After the most Lu, the two had to share a body, and the connection between the two Divine Souls was extremely close, and even this time let the Soul Splitting Realm, that wisp of Split Soul also contains the divine consciousness of you and me...... When the ancient demon said this, he was extremely depressed.

"That's also your own fault, my situation is worse than yours, if it weren't for you doing that stupid thing, how could the two of us fall into such a situation, two divine souls lodge in one body, the divine power not only did not increase, but greatly weakened, you Tianyuan Demon Ancestor, in the past, was also a famous figure in the Holy Realm, but now, in the last fight, I even almost lost in the hands of a demon general......" The tone of the white-faced scholar was quite peculiar, a little depressed, and a little gloating.