And the people of his sect, the monks of the Yuanying Realm still have nothing, and those people of the same level of Jindan are naturally shocked when they see the time of counting breaths and being reborn.

"Giggles, Brother Demon, it seems that we have one more person in Demon Cultivation!" one of the twin witches saw the black-robed Yiqiē and smiled at Demon Jiuyou.

Demon Jiu's gloomy eyes turned, nodded slightly, and then looked at the black robe.

Yi Qiu was shocked when he saw that the black robe still had such a means to be reborn, and then looked at his miserable white complexion, and said with a faint smile: "Senior brother is really extraordinary, it seems that I still underestimate you, but ......"

"But what?" said the black robe coldly.

"I just don't know if I cut off all your limbs, I don't know how my brother will be reborn, or I will take off your head!"

The black-robed man smiled and said, "It's up to you?"

After finishing speaking, the body turned, and at the same time, a strange scene appeared, and hundreds of black snakes suddenly appeared in the seven orifices of the black robe, and the black tentacles wrapped their whole person in it.

There were more and more black tentacles, and when they expanded to Xu Fangyuan, only a figure could be faintly seen through the black fog, and the black mist composed of black tentacles finally stopped.

The black mist surged, like a thousand small black snakes probing their heads and spitting out their cores.

Although Yi Qiu's face was calm, he was already extremely careful in his heart.

Then with a swing, he shot more than a dozen wind blades at the black mist.

With a sneer, he cut through the distance between the two of them and slashed above the black mist.

The black mist surged, and the wind blade burst out when it ran out of power.

Yi Qiu raised one hand, shook it again, and a fist-sized fireball then turned into a ruler-size, and then wanted to press the black mist in the black robe.

Under the "boom" sparks, the black mist surged again, like a group of snakes dodging, and then after the fireball burst out, it gathered again.

And Yi Qiu's several attacks didn't seem to have any results, but Yi Qiu's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked confident.

Not to mention the surprise of others when they saw that the black mist alone could resist the attack of spells of the same level, they all released their divine senses, wanting to see clearly what the black robe in Xu Fangyuan was doing, as soon as their divine senses came into contact with the black mist, as if they had been bitten by a snake, their faces changed drastically, and they took it back.

In the black mist, the black robe looked at Yi Qiu's several attacks with cold eyes, and as soon as his hands were closed, the black mist swirled, and then separated.

A cloud of black mist emerged from the cracked hole in his palms, and his hands moved away little by little as if they were holding something extremely heavy.

At the same time, the black mist in his palm also slowly expanded from less than an inch, and Yi Qiu hit several fireballs again.

When the black mist in the black robe's palm was a foot long, the black robe's body couldn't help shaking, presumably it was to pull out of this black mist, which had already consumed a lot of the black robe's true yuan, no, now it should be called the magic element!

It's just a matter of counting the hours.

Looking at the black mist rolling in his palm, a look of expectation and fear flashed in the black robe's eyes, and after taking a look at Yi Qiuyin, his right palm suddenly struck towards his left chest.

With a mouth, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed towards the black mist.

As soon as the essence blood swept in, the black mist seemed to come to life, constantly changing shapes, and after a few breaths, an ancient and clumsy ruler-long black knife appeared in the right hand of the black robe.

As soon as this knife appeared, the space seemed to be distorted, and a monstrous fierce aura suddenly swept in all directions.

Yi Qiu, who bore the brunt of the attack, changed his complexion, and stepped back a few steps before standing firm, looking at the black mist as if he was looking at a resurrected heavenly demon.

The fierce color on the black knife spread outwards as if it were nothing that could defend against the blows of the Yuan Infant Realm monks.

Feeling this fierce aura, Wan Xiu's complexion couldn't help but change, and even Yuan Ying's face couldn't help but become stern.

And that Tang Long Lei Meng's eyes flashed, looking at the black mist, the water cold of the Sword Sect and the Zhantian Maniac of the Fang Cun Sect, the former was like a sharp sword flashing when his eyes were closed, and the latter was like a bloody knife.

"Senior Brother Zhan, looking at the breath emitted by this person, I'm afraid that the treasure in his hand is not under your blood knife, and the exercises he is practicing are also not under your Nose Knife Dao!" Mingxin said.

"Either hiding in the black robe, or hiding in the black mist, hiding your head and showing your tail, how much true cultivation can you have!" Zhan Tian said in a cold voice.

Mingxin smiled faintly and didn't speak.

"There is such a pure demonic qi!" Demon Jiuyou groaned.

The twin witches looked at the black mist in the black robe, and the same look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Demon, look at Fang Cai's aura, I'm afraid it's a sign that the Demon Treasure is talented!" said one of the twin witches.

"That's right, even if it's not as good as the magic treasure, the difference won't be too far, this thing can already go hand in hand with the best aura!" Demon Jiuyou said lightly.

While everyone was talking, there was a change in the field.

The black mist that swirled around the black robe's body fluctuated violently, and then it sank into the black knife in the black robe's hand like a whale swallowing.

On top of the black knife, the luster was a little more, and at the same time, faint blood streaks were swimming in the black knife like a small snake.

"This, this is a magic treasure, which is equivalent to the treasure of Xuantian?" Tu Hu, who was in the Tianqian lineage, said in surprise when he saw the black robe appearing.

Just under the black mist, Tu Hu had already tested it with his divine sense, and the black mist had swallowed his divine sense, if he forcibly probed, although he could penetrate into it, it was not good after all.

How can I say that the black robe is just a Jindan junior!

Xiaoxiang Haihu felt the fierce aura emitted by the black knife, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked at Min Ling.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Min Ling laughed: "Don't hide it from your senior brothers, the real body of this black knife should still be on top of the magic treasure, and this is just a fragment of this knife!"

"A little fragment can have such power, and how can a fragment be transformed into a storage that is comparable to the best magic weapon at this moment?" said a certain senior sister in exclaim.

"Presumably, Senior Brother Min, your disciple used the marrow of the demon bone to sacrifice the fragment of the sharpening knife, collected it into his body, and then turned it into his own natal magic weapon, right?

"Haha, that's right, it's still Senior Brother Xiaoxiang who understands monsters, presumably Senior Brother Xiaoxiang's True Demon Flame also makes Senior Brother have another insight into the way of demons, right?" Min Ling laughed.

Xiaoxiang Haihu snorted coldly: "Just a fight, I actually used such a magic treasure......

"What's the matter, your thousand-fingered Nangong Yichu also used the best baby flying phoenix bow as soon as he came on the field!" Xiaoxiang Haihu didn't finish speaking, Tang Aotian of Tianqian Peak said.

Xiaoxiang Haihu shook his head: "How can the magic treasure be compared to the magic treasure? If you are not good, you will be lost by the fierce qi in the magic treasure and become a slave of the magic treasure for life!"

"This doesn't bother Senior Brother Xiaoxiang's worries, let's see if your disciple wins or my Min Ling's disciple wins next!" Min Ling said casually.