Tempered Immortal

The old man shook his head and said that the sky had fallen with a high forehead, but there was no end to the eggs under the nest. The fire at the gate of the city would also affect the pond fish. If this realm was really occupied by the ancient demons, waiting for them as monks, it would definitely be a very tragic end.

Thinking about this, the old man sighed. Now thinking about these means nothing. As a matter of urgency, how to solve the current crisis. As for the fate of Yunzhou, will this world be taken over by the ancient demons, worried too much by themselves, and useless. Can a small foundational fairy repairer still shape the big picture?

“Uncle, let's rest for a moment. Many of our brothers will soon be unable to support us.” Another voice came into my ear, this time talking to a wonderful young girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, not a beautiful woman, but also lively and delightful.

“Yes, uncle, you said that the Sanyang gossip array is a treasure given by the master. Even if you can't kill the monster, it should be fine to trap him for a couple of hours.” The voice of a round-faced, fat man also enters his ears, his face is almost as pale as a dead man's, and apparently the magic is already a very serious overdraft.

“This…” the old man showed hesitation on his face, he simply said that he was not sure.

Rumor was about to go back to the head, far away in the sky, suddenly the noise was loud, a dark cloud flew in at an astonishing speed.

Look closely, the cloud is made up of black crows.

However, it is very different from ordinary crows. The appearance of physical magic is much more vicious than ordinary crows, and the volume of individual crows is more than several times larger. The noise is not a specific sonic attack, but it is also irritating to hear.

The crow was a few acres long, and it was sitting on top of a dark demon clan.

The rest of his height is very similar to that of a monk, but that refers to his body, which, if you look at his face, can cause a chilling sensation.

Because his face, neither mouth nor nose, only in the middle, has a fist-sized eyeball, and no eyelids, the eyeballs are silver and white, interact with his dark skin, the more weird the appearance, that is, the fairy repairer, ordinary mortals see, I'm afraid the scare will be frightened and cracked.

The Ancient Demon clan, some of which are strange, are no different from the human monks, and even have no shortage of handsome men and women, but most of the ancient demons are weird like many, specific forms, even difficult to describe in words, because there are so many.

And this guy in front of me, he's actually just a low-order demon, he's just like the old man, he's all in the late stages of foundation building.

But the ancient demons were born to fight hard, far more powerful than their peers, and he had so many ravens to help him. Though these ravens were also the lowest, there were hundreds of them to drive him, so there was no problem in killing them.

Had it not been for the middle of the way, the other party had sacrificed a powerful form of formation that would have trapped him, and those little fairies would have been brought to his belly.

But even if they do, what do they think they can do?

Now that they're watching themselves, there's only one way they'll end up.

In the eyes of the ancient demons there was an alien flash, hidden in which the colour of ridicule could be seen.

In the distance, none of the human monks have changed their face.

We were just talking, thinking that the day of escape, I didn't think of everything, it was just a fantasy, the enemy came after me so quickly, what should I do?

“Uncle Shi...”

The girl's voice came into her ear with a few tears in it: "I'm afraid! ”

Who is not afraid? Since the ancient demons invaded Sky Cloud Twelve Prefectures 50 years ago, in just a few decades, millions of monks have fallen. Even the five major forces inherited from the ancient Yunzhou have been repeatedly extinguished. Now there are only the Pine Feng Academy and the Tianyuan Haikou.

However, even these two gatekeepers are nothing but candles in the wind, where they are painfully supported.

How can a monk not be afraid of dying in pursuit of the path of eternal life? Not to mention, it falls into the hands of the ancient demons. That is nothing more. As for reincarnation, it is only a luxury, there is no need to think about it.

It's not just that young girl, a line of more than a dozen monks are mostly horrified by the lack of possession of their souls. This situation, let alone their enemies, whether they have the courage to sacrifice the apparatus or not, is still a place of two words.

The old man sighed: “Wang Kun, Qin Hong, I will wait for the three of you to stay against the enemy, Brother Ye, the other disciples will be handed over to you. Don't turn back, don't worry about the ending of several of me, and hurry back to Zongmen as soon as possible. ”

“What, Brother Zhao, you want the three of us to stay against the ancient demons, how can this be done? There is no chance of victory.” A monk in grey was terrified and his voice trembled.

“If there is no chance, of course my husband knows, but is there any other way?” The old man's expression is very familiar: “Even the Sanyang gossip array can't stop each other's footsteps. We can't escape. Instead of dying, we should stay against the enemy and create a lifeline for these younger generations in the door. ”

“Humph, Brother is going to do this, and Xiao is not going to stop you, but Wang Cousin did not succeed in building the foundation. I do not want to crash here, you have to delay the obstruction of enemies, go yourself. ”

Brother Grey's cold voice came into his ear, sacrificing himself for a dozen spiritual brothers, unless he was kicked in the head by a donkey.

In order to become a foundational fairy repairer, he suffered a lot, and a hundred unwilling to crash like this, so the voice went down, his hands grasped, his speed of glow suddenly increased a lot, like flying elsewhere on the left.

There was only one ancient demon, and he would not abandon so many fairy cultivators to chase himself. From this perspective, he had great hope of escaping. Of course, after this scene, he was afraid to go back to his sect.

But what does that matter? Living is the most important thing. Besides, the goal of the Sect is too big, but it is not safe. Find a hidden cave in a deserted place and open a secret cave for yourself. From now on, you will have the opportunity to overcome this magic.

Wang Kun thought so, the light grew faster and faster.

“You...”

I didn't expect the other party to be so despicable, ignoring the same door, the old man was frightened and angry, yet he did what he had to do. Today, the great enemy will never rise again. That is what hurts the loved ones and the enemies are fast.

I could only bite my teeth, and I was trying to make other arrangements, and the ancient demon's laugh came into my ear: “Huh, do you want to run, too, in front of my lord? That's naive. ”

The voice went down, his hands joined together, and then came together, like a previous launch, the magic flashed, a rainbow emitted, the rainbow made ink black, and the moon teeth shaped, obviously what treasure was wrapped in the demonic wind.

Windchip electric, accompanied by a sharp cracking sound, stayed ahead and saw that the fleeing monk was only a few feet away.

Wang Kun's face is white, I didn't expect to run out of organs, but he ended up being smart. What's wrong with that damned ancient demon, leaving so many monks untouched and chasing after himself?

His heart was depressed, but the curse was useless, and he could only reach for one beat and festive a fiery red flying knife.

This treasure flashes and is considered the best in fine spiritual apparatus. The ancient demons themselves cannot fight it, but this blow should still be blocked with certainty.

Wang Kun thought so in his heart. Although his character is despicable, he is also a courageous and thoughtful person. He watched the way of the demonic light, and he set his own flying knife against the sacrifice. He blocked this blow before trying to escape.

However, in the eyes of the ancient demons, a glimpse of ridicule flashed. However, this look was more obscure and Wang Kun did not see it.

Pfft...

An incredible scene happened when two magic instruments were to be touched.

The moon-shaped demonic light suddenly broke out of the middle and turned into two cuts. It looked like two horn sharp knives.

Then flashed, bypassing the other person's psychic device blocking...

“No!”

Wang Kunda was shocked. Such a change was something he had never thought of beforehand. However, at this moment, even if he wanted to hide, it was too late.

The black light flashed, two magic instruments, stabbed him in the neck and chest...

Blood runs like a note, clamped with “heh heh”, yet this is not the sound of laughter, but because the magic pierces his neck and destroys his vocal cords, this strange sound can only be made.

Smart was mistaken, and he never dreamed that he would be one of the earliest to fall.

With a hint of discoloration in his eyes, Wang Kun's eyes gradually disappeared.

Once the ancient demon waved his hand, the cloud formed by the crow burst, and the sound of the demon bird's wings fluttered into his ear, flying out a small piece from inside and wrapping Wang Kun's body.

Soon, he was eaten clean as if he had never appeared in the world without a trace.

And a dozen other fairy practitioners, all witnessed the scene with a little youthfulness in each face.

Even the old man who was cultivated as the supreme one could not stop himself from swallowing spit. No wonder the Sanyang gossip array was unstoppable. The magic of these heretical demons is even more terrifying than the legend. Indeed, it is worse than ever to see.

“Uncle, what should we do? ”

The girl's trembling voice came into her ear. The old man listened, but he was wandering. The other party was much more powerful than he thought. Even if he tried to stop her, it would be useless.

Are we really going to end up here today?

The old man's heart is filled with sadness, but his strength is not enough, what ideas can he have? The world of immortality is a weak meat predator. Besides, these ancient demons should not conform at all. Once they fall into their hands, the end is all over again.

“Uncle Shi...”

Another teenager's voice came into his ear, crying in tone, which was getting thicker and thicker, and at this moment the two sides were only hundreds of feet apart, and death seemed to them to be within reach.

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