This voice seemed to be spoken right next to Wu Yuan's ear. Wu Yuan didn't even notice that someone had approached him from behind. What made him even more heartbroken was the content of the sentence. It was obvious that the other party was setting a trap and deliberately took out the magic core to lure the two of them here.
Wu Yuan shouted loudly, and at the same time, black gas surged on his body. The thick long stick in his hand also exploded with black gas, and turned into giant black eagles, which flew and screamed beside him, grabbing or pecking at the empty surroundings.
At the same time, Wu Yuan also bent his elbow and punched it hard behind him. As he bent his elbow, a look of pain appeared on Wu Yuan's face and the muscles at the tip of his elbow burst.
As Wu Yuan shouted, his whole body twitched violently, and the skin at the tip of his elbow was torn from the inside to the outside, and blood spurted out.
A sharp thorn as thick as a thumb broke through the bone, and a colorful bone spur about half a foot long popped out, the tip of which was still stained with Wu Yuan's own blood and flesh.
The colorful bone spurs made a sharp sound that could pierce the diaphragm, as if someone was holding a sharp weapon and cutting through the surrounding spiritual space at an incredible speed.
The sound of the sharp whistle breaking through the air was enough to show the speed of Wu Yuan's elbow. Close combat was the most powerful attack method of the demons.
However, Wu Yuan's elbow spikes have not yet been trained to the point where they can be transformed into armor, so every time he uses them, he has to pay a huge price, hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred.
Wu Yuan also used the force of his elbow to push back, stepped on the air with his heel, and rushed forward to avoid the attack from behind.
From the moment Li Yan disappeared to the moment he spoke, and then to the moment Wu Yuan transformed into an eagle, bent his elbow to counterattack, and made a move to rush forward, all of this happened in a flash, just a blink of an eye.
The movements and reactions of both sides were so fast that it was unbelievable.
Although the opponent's speed was strange, Wu Yuan believed that his attack was the best way to save the enemy. Otherwise, the opponent would not be torn to pieces by his countless black eagles, but would definitely be pierced through the body by his elbow.
His master had helped him refine the spirits of 108 "Dark Demon Eagles" in his stick. In order to obtain the spirits of these "Dark Demon Eagles", Wu Yuan dived as deep as 50 feet into the "Demon-Devouring Abyss".
Then he lay in hiding for several months, and nearly died on the spot at least seventeen times, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
Only after he had hunted down 108 "Dark Demon Eagles" did he return to the sect with his almost broken body. This incident shocked the entire younger generation of the sect.
Originally, there were very few people who chose the "Dark Magic Eagle" as the material for refining weapon spirits.
What is the "Demon-Swallowing Abyss"? Even the magical beasts living there with a maximum length of a hundred feet are capable of easily killing the demon.
Although these "Dark Magic Eagles" are only magical beasts in the middle of the upper hundred feet, they are usually composed of one male and one female, or even a small tribe.
Their individual strength is usually above the late stage of foundation building. Few people with the cultivation level of Wu Yuan dare to hunt such monsters, which is almost the same as suicide.
Even if there are people, they are usually satisfied after hunting a few.
Therefore, among the fellow disciples in the sect, those magic weapons refined with the "Dark Magic Eagle" as their weapon spirit usually contain only one male and one female "Dark Magic Eagle" spirit.
Whenever Wu Yuan used this magic weapon of his, the "Dark Magic Eagles" inside it were like an overwhelming force, and no one at the same level could break it. Even his uncles and aunts praised him highly for this skill.
In addition, the sharp spikes on Wu Yuan's elbows were also the result of practicing the sect's extremely difficult technique, "White Bone Colorful Armor".
The magic skills of the demon clan all follow the path of physical cultivation. It is the interface with the longest tradition of physical cultivation among many interfaces, and its body refining techniques are innumerable.
There are no less than a thousand kinds of the most advanced body-refining techniques, which, combined with the naturally strong physique of the demon cultivators, complement each other, making the demon cultivator race extremely powerful, so they continue to expand their interface domain everywhere.
Although the "White Bone Colorful Armor" is not the most advanced martial art of the Wuyuan Sect, it is also considered to be of upper-middle level, and the people who practice it are very rare.
The reason for this is that the early stages of practicing this technique are extremely slow. Just to successfully practice the limbs one needs to reach the early stage of the Golden Core, which is when one has just been promoted to the level of a demon.
Generally, only in the late stage of Jindan can the bones and tendons of the whole body be fully cultivated.
But if this technique is practiced successfully, it will be easy to summon out the dense bone spurs cultivated in the body and form a terrifying set of armor around the body.
With the help of this set of armor, once you get into close combat with someone, the opponent's body will basically become a bunch of bloody holes and a broken sieve after being hit.
Compared with the physical cultivation techniques of the same level, the attack power of "White Bone Colorful Armor" is terrifying, and it is a set of offensive and defensive techniques, and its defensive power is almost as famous as its attack.
The "White Bone Colorful Armor" technique first requires one to mutate the bones in one's body, slowly forming a bone spur. This adds an extra thing to the body for no reason, causing unbearable pain even when walking, lying down, or rising and falling in daily life.
Therefore, practicing this technique is not only slow and long, but also extremely painful.
The first thing that "Colorful White Bone Armor" is trained on is the joints of the limbs, especially before reaching the demon head. If it needs to be used, each time it is performed, the pain will be inflicted several times on oneself.
If you extend the bone spur little by little, you won't be able to kill the enemy by surprise. So you can only desperately expand the entire bone spur in an instant. This kind of pain is like someone grabbing a bone in your body and pulling it out violently.
If a person has a weaker will, he may faint from the pain before he can attack the enemy, so many magic practitioners give up this technique after comparison.
Although Wu Yuan has reached the realm of false elixir, he has only cultivated three bone spurs in two elbows and one knee. When he succeeds in cultivating the bone spur in the other knee, it will be the time for him to step into the realm of demon.
At this time, he used it recklessly, and Wu Yuan also developed an uncontrollable fear of Li Yan's weirdness.
Wu Yuan could hear that the other party's voice was almost right behind him. He was already showing off his strength but was actually weak inside, and he was determined to succeed with this attack.
But just when Wu Yuan's shout was halfway through, it suddenly turned into a shrill scream. The sound was as high-pitched as the one Ge Feng had made before, but it was filled with boundless fear.
Wu Yuan, who was about to pounce into the air, suddenly turned into a ball of black light and rushed forward at an even faster speed.
Amidst Wu Yuan's screams that did not sound like a human voice, there was also the sound of bones breaking.
Broken bones were falling from the air. Li Yan, who was far away, slowly retracted his punch and just looked at Wu Yuan with cold eyes.
The entire surface of his fist appeared a light silver color, with a white dot on the top of the fist. The white dot and the silver color on the fist were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, the top of Li Yan's fist returned to normal.
"You... you... who are you? You are not a human monk. Human monks don't have such a body. What is your true body?"
In the distance, the black light was gathering and dispersing, revealing Wu Yuan's resentful face from time to time, sometimes visible, sometimes blurred. His eyes were full of fear, which showed that his inner fear had reached the extreme.
Wu Yuan held a long stick as high as his eyebrows in one hand, and then turned it over and used the back of his hand to support his other arm. The arm was bent at several strange angles, and there was a very short piece of bloody and mottled bone stump at the elbow, which made people feel nauseous, like a snake head that was still alive.
This is the "White Bone Colorful Armor", a powerful martial art that he has been practicing tirelessly since he stepped into the realm of Demon Soldier. This martial art can make him stand out among his peers. But it was completely destroyed by the opponent's punch, and it was as fragile as a rotten wood.
At this time, Li Yan, who was standing at the other end, was also surrounded by black air. There were still twenty or thirty "Dark Magic Eagle" spirits attacking him continuously, but Li Yan seemed unaware.
This made Wu Yuan, who was far away, even more frightened. At the same time, he felt an unknown fear. Those "Dark Magic Eagle" spirits, which were always as sharp as lightning, not only could not hurt Li Yan's body at all, but many of them were falling down from time to time as if they were poisoned, and the movements of other "Dark Magic Eagles" that were still in the air also slowed down.
Wu Yuan was extremely frightened at this time, and a sense of confusion rose in his heart, "Is this... a poison to deal with the spirit?"
Poisons like those that can harm the soul and consciousness are extremely rare in this world and not something you can come across easily. How come he happened to encounter them today
Looking at the "Dark Magic Eagles" that were falling continuously and emitting mournful cries, Wu Yuan was startled. He wanted to call them back, but at this time, there were only a few "Dark Magic Eagles" left around Li Yan, and they were moving slowly. It was obvious that he would not be able to survive even if he called them back.
Wu Yuan wanted to turn around and run away at this moment, but he felt his body shaking violently. This mysterious cultivator still had the aura of foundation building, but just now the opponent broke the bone spurs formed by his "White Bone Colorful Armor" with just one punch.
"You... what is your true form?" Wu Yuan suddenly shouted loudly, as if only this could drive away the cold winter in his heart.
Wu Yuan simply couldn't believe that this was something a human cultivator could do. Since he arrived in the South China Sea, whenever he met a human cultivator, he didn't even need to use his "White Bone Colorful Armor" but could crush the opponent with just his own flesh and blood.
No matter how sharp the opponent's magic weapon looks, in most cases, he can be turned into a ball of blood mist with just one punch or one kick.
But Li Yan on the opposite side just looked at him coldly without saying a word, which made Wu Yuan more uneasy. He didn't know what the other party would do next.
Li Yan looked at the desperate attacks of the few remaining "Dark Demon Eagle" spirits outside him, and remained unmoved. He turned a deaf ear to Wu Yuan's words, and the next moment his figure suddenly disappeared again, leaving only a residual image on the spot.
Wu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't expect this cultivator to be so decisive in killing. The black energy around his body rose to a peak in an instant.
At the same time, he gritted his teeth and released all the remaining fifty or sixty spirits of the "Dark Magic Eagle" in the long stick in his hand. At the same time, the magic cabinet appeared under his feet and suddenly pulled him back.
At the moment the magic cabinet moved, Wu Yuan was overjoyed in his heart the moment before, but he felt something was wrong the next moment. The scenery in his vision remained the same and did not retreat as quickly as before.
The next moment, he felt his neck tighten, as if it was firmly locked by an iron hook, and the evil energy in his body could no longer be raised at all.
Wu Yuan was shocked and desperately activated the source power in the magic core. However, what made Wu Yuan pale was that the magic source power that he had always been proud of was like stagnant water, motionless in the magic core.
Li Yan stood on the magic cabinet with his clothes fluttering. Compared with Wu Yuan, his figure still looked so thin, but if someone saw this scene at this moment, they would definitely find it absurd and weird.
Li Yan put one hand on Wu Yuan's neck, which was like a rough rock, as if he was holding up the world, and lifted Wu Yuan's huge body up sideways as if it was nothing. His eyes were coldly meeting Wu Yuan's terrified gaze.