"The big goblins outside are bold, so that the Great Demon Venerable can show some sincerity. Meteorite City was still shaking violently, and Yan Ruhua said indifferently.

"Although the deity originated from ancient times, it is not known in every detail. The big goblin outside doesn't know where it came from, and it's as strong as this. Meteor City was entangled in it, and it was difficult to leave for a while. "The soul of Lingtu is helpless.

Yan Ruhua said: "This place is called the 'Killing Immortal Desert' in the Linlang Realm, it is an ancient battlefield, and there are not a few big demons and big demons that have fallen. The Great Demon Venerable hasn't heard of it?"

"The plane is different, this ancient is not the other ancient. However, the deity has been wandering in different planes for endless years, and he also knows a little about the ancient battlefield of the Linlang Realm. Seeing that the big goblin outside is good at transfiguration, it should be a mirage. The mirage is a water demon, and it is still so powerful when it falls in the desert, and there must be treasures in it. "The soul of Lingtu said with a divine thought.

"Mirage Treasure?" Yan Ruhua naturally never saw a mirage, at that time the ancient demon, but in the immortal cultivation classics, there are also records about the mirage, this big demon looks like a dragon, with reverse scales, and a red mane from the neck to the back. "I don't know what the treasure of Lingtu Demon Venerable is?"

"You don't have to be strong, the deity is just guessing, if it is a mirage spirit, you can find a way to solve it yourself. As for the treasure itself, it is not known. Ling Tu was entangled by Yan Ruhua endlessly, and he became a little anxious.

"The Great Demon Venerable has extraordinary knowledge, but he can't understand the origin of the spirit. Yan Ruhua sneered and no longer cared about the soul of Lingtu. Instead, he said to Li Wumang: "The Great Demon Venerable speculates that it is the spirit of the ancient demon mirage outside, or the treasure blessing the spirit, so that it has such a power to trap Falling Star City, and find a way to go out of the city to see?"

Li Wumang said: "There is no mang, there is a bone dragon, release it to find out." "Since you're trapped, you can't sit still. This bone dragon, which had been defeated by the ancient demons, could resist the enemy alone, and it could barely be used.

With a flick of the sleeves of the robe, the bone dragon flew out. In the immortal world for a hundred years, this dragon has been tempered by Li Wumang's demonic qi in Fengshan Mountain, and the level has been greatly improved. But to fight with the ancient mirage spirit, Li Wumang seems to lack confidence.

The hundred-long dragon hovered over the black and white stone platform, and with a horizontal twist, he stepped on the dragon's back, and instigated the bone dragon to fly out of the city.

The head of the bone dragon has a strong horn, teeth and claws, the momentum is not weak, the rolling body blocks the fierce sprint, and the whole body clicks chaotically. but it did not break down. Li Wumang's body flickered, and the incarnation of Jiuhao appeared, with both heads and four eyes and eyes in all directions, with the vision blessed by the Wen, he peeked through many illusions, and wanted to find the mirage spirit.

Lakes, mountains, pavilions, the landscape is constantly changing. Li Wumang is not confused by illusions, and has always focused on the subtle and ordinary. Finally, on an inconspicuous sand dune, I caught a glimpse of a false light.

This void light is really strange. Li Wumang instigated the Bone Dragon and fell towards the sand dunes. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the sand dune, a mirage dragon flew out of the sand dune, more than a thousand feet long, and its body was as solid as a living being.

When I looked closely, it was as recorded in the classics. The first antlers have a dragon head and a red mane from neck to back. The body behind the front paws is yellowish and the scales are staggered. This is the Elder Mirage without a doubt.

Seeing that the illusion could not confuse the opponent, the mirage dragon's virtual body was wrapped in the surging immortal qi, and suddenly rushed towards the powerful and bone dragon. The body of a thousand zhang rolled sideways in front of a huge opponent. The hundred-zhang bone dragon also looked very small.

The silver light flashed, and the four wings of Jiu Hao, which was transformed by Li Wumang, flew up, and the silver feathers slashed down towards the mirage. Although the immortals of the Shuanghua Realm were insignificant in the Linlang Realm, the murderous aura that burst out from the incarnation of the Great Demon Jiuhao made the mirage spirit panic, and the thousand-zhang body that spanned the air spun one by one, coiling the body together, and the dragon's head was raised in the middle, as if it was about to brake statically.

Jiu Hao carries the Zhenzi Zhengwen, the treasure of innate creation, once the breath leaks, it is also very deterrent to the ancient demons. Although the mirage does not know the source of this breath, it still has such a keen sense of smell after tens of millions of years of life and death.

The powerful Gang Qi shrouded the mirage void body, and at the same time, the sand dunes that appeared in the void suddenly rolled up a pillar of conflicting sand, and swept towards Jiu Hao, which was transformed by Li Wumang! The mirage spirit was very agile, and it wanted to use the power of the yellow sand to explore the two-headed phoenix void reality.

The four silver wings slashed down, unable to break through the mirage spirit's protective power. And the yellow sand condensed into a mirage, whistling. And the mirage embodied by the spirit flickered, and merged with the yellow sand mirage. The mirage spirit is cunning, hidden in the yellow sand, making Li Wumang unable to start for a while.

The body of the Bone Dragon swam like a fly, rushing towards the heavy Yellow Sand Mirage, pulling and tearing the opponent's body as much as possible. However, the mirage spirit was obviously stronger, and the immortal spirit power that drove it was not something that the Bone Dragon could resist. The dry bones were knocked away by the yellow sand from time to time, and in an instant, the bone dragon was on the verge of collapse.

Li Wumang saw the shape of a dragon in the sand dune, and a hundred-zhang deep pit appeared under his feet. The pit was filled with fog, and the breath of the fairy spirit was steaming. "Treasure in the pit?" a thought flashed. If it weren't for the Soul of Ling Tu's prompt in advance, Li Wumang would not have thought that the abundant immortal qi in the pit was related to the treasure.

The mirage spirit seemed to sense the doubts and surprises in Li Wumang's breath, and suddenly became ferocious, and slapped down with a claw towards the bone dragon. The Bone Dragon then collapsed, the dry bones splashed in all directions, and the dragon balls flew towards Li Wumang, who could only grasp it. Li Wumang lost the maintenance of the Bone Dragon, and the power of Qianjun pressed down, and his body suddenly stagnated.

The two-headed phoenix Jiuhao is so imposing, and he has been cultivated by Li Wumang in Qifeng Mountain for a hundred years, but in the end, he still can't resist the mirage spirit. The two-headed phoenix turned into a silk crack all over the body, and it seemed that it was about to collapse within three breaths.

Li Wumang was in danger, driving the power of the Burning Sky Fire, the two-headed phoenix broke free from the invisible shackles, the subtle cracks on its body rapidly expanded to ten times, and at the moment when it was about to collapse, it flew down into the sand pit, and with a flash of silver wings, it shot the rotten needle into the depths of the sand pit.

Li Wumang had tried to raise the level of the Decay Needle in Qifeng Mountain, but this treasure was very strange, and it was difficult to fill the desire for the immortal qi, as long as the decay needle was driven, the surrounding hundred miles of immortal qi would be immediately exhausted.

Qifeng Mountain is where the Phoenix Garden of the coat of arms is located, Li Wumang does not dare to be too presumptuous, after trying a few times, the consumption of immortal qi is too huge, and if there is no trace of improvement in the wooden needle, it can only be gone.

This time, seeing that the fairy spirit of the sand pit was rich and contained the ancient breath, he took the risk of piercing the decay needle into the depths of the yellow sand to see if he could absorb the fairy spirit qi in this place and let the mirage spirit lose its support.

No matter how powerful the spirit is, after all, there is no flesh and blood body, and it must rely on the immortal qi to use the salon, otherwise it will not be able to exert its power. Li Wumang is fighting the idea of drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle, and the opponent is too fierce to be dealt with by the immortals of the Shuanghua realm. (To be continued......)