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Under the gaze of the statue of the town demon, the violent vigor circulated crazily in the [Guang] field, forming a spiral storm, blowing up countless stumps of blood.
Li Qingshan and Xiao'an stood back to back, standing in the center of the storm, dancing with the wind that tore everything.
The wind died down and the fighting stopped.
The heavy water sword was flicked diagonally downward, throwing out a thick blood stain.
There were gaps and cracks on the sword, on the edge of the broken.
This high-grade spirit weapon is no longer sufficient to support such a battle.
Li Qingshan's body was also full of tragic scars, and many injuries were approaching the vital point.
With outnumbered enemies, it is impossible to get injured without using the power of the demon. If it hadn't been for the wonderful restraint of these demons in the "Suppression of Demons", even if they had exerted their fighting talents to the extreme, they would have survived for less than ten seconds.
Looking at Xiao An's golden body, there were also scars. After the golden body was dispersed, he was unscathed.
"It's a pity that these corpses can't be put away."
Li Qingshan spoke with divine thoughts, and expressed regret to Xiao Andao, neither of the two monks were fools, and they must not do strange and suspicious behaviors.
Xiao An said: "It's okay, it's nothing."
Li Qingshan nodded and turned to face the statue of Demon Suppression, and began to comprehend the fifth formula of "Devil Suppression Illustrated Record".
Outside the Hall of Demon Suppression, the fearless monk put his heart down, the unangered monk beside him had disappeared, and entered the Hall of Summon Demon, ready to rescue at any time.
Although the beheaded genius is not considered to be a genius, but on the fifth floor of the Summoning Palace, even if a group of the best disciples of the Tianlong Temple were sent out, it is hard to guarantee that the entire army will not be wiped out.
But in the end, Li Qingshan and Xiaoan's combat effectiveness surprised him deeply. The two teamed up almost seamlessly. It is no longer a tacit understanding that can describe it, and it is simply one heart.
Between them, there seems to be a special connection, which is far from simple as the relationship between men and women.
The statue of Demon Suppressing shot out two golden lights again. Li Qingshan closed his eyes and exuded a burst of black magic energy.
With his practice of "Suppression of Demons", the dark red demon heart in his body is also becoming stronger, constantly absorbing the demon nature of the bull demon and tiger demon, and alleviating the pressure of the spirit turtle.
From this point of view alone, he is no different from the devil now, possessing a vitality far surpassing human beings.
After a while, Li Qingshan opened his eyes, and the demon energy that he exuded became more violent and powerful, and the degree of demonization became deeper.
"It seems not bad!"
With a wave of Li Qingshan, Shuibo formed a mirror in front of him, saw a hideous human figure, and raised his eyebrows to make such an evaluation.
Of course, this "not bad" is compared to the demon deity. He has never used beauty and ugliness as the standard in judging the image. He has his own set of weird standards. He has always felt that the demon deity, the appearance of the bull's hoof tiger claws, is more In human form, the image of the red-haired beautiful man is much more satisfying.
This demonized appearance is another style from the demon deity, basically still maintaining a human form. In addition to the change in height, it is more like wearing a very fit and arrogant armor.
But in the eyes of normal people, it is a real scary monster.
"Yeah!" Xiao An raised her head and nodded earnestly, as if she appreciated the compliment from the heart.
"I have to say, of the people I know, you are the most discerning!"
Li Qingshan laughed and laughed.
The fearless monk and the unangered monk saw this scene in their eyes, and they were silent on the aesthetics of the two.
"You said this sixth floor, do we still want to go down?"
Li Qingshan asked, he really wanted to go on and continue to learn the sixth "Devil Suppression Illustrated Record", because his "Devil Suppression Chain" was learned on the third level.
This is not accidental. In many ancient exercises, the third level is often a node, which can comprehend a spell or combat technique that complements the exercises, allowing the practitioner to not be distracted by others, but also have a certain means of self-protection.
The “devil-suppression chain” has been a great contribution to this journey. In the face of many difficult to defeat demon generals, as long as the “devil-suppression chain” is released, it can be completely suppressed, and it is extremely easy to win.
However, the fifth floor, as the watershed of the Hall of Suppression, is bound to be more sinister further down. After completing the fifth style of the "Suppression of Demons", the pressure on the tortoise has been basically relieved, and it has recovered a bit of sharp omen. To the dangerous existence.
Of course, if he can use his full strength freely, Li Qingshan believes that not to mention the sixth layer, even the seventh layer. However, the fate of recovering the body of the demon in this Demon Suppression Palace is mostly directly down to the ninth floor, where it has been suppressed for ten thousand years by [Suppression].
Xiao An said: "Go on!"
Li Qingshan wondered: "So confident!"
Xiao An didn't say anything, and took out a red talisman from the treasure bag.
"This is my negligence."
Li Qingshan smiled, Fu Lu had already occupied an extremely important position in the battle of the practitioners, and played an outstanding role as a magic weapon.
Li Qingshan has accumulated a lot of all kinds of talisman over the years. I won’t talk about red talisman, even purple talisman. But in the battle at his level, there are few chances to use talisman, so forgotten.
Xiao'an took out a few more "corpse fucking copper rings", each of which hides a corpse general. This is also one of the trophies of Li Qingshan’s battle at Tomb Hill, and it is the treasure of the few gold core monks who were killed. Collectibles in the bag.
Li Qingshan handed it over to Xiaoan for refining. Xiaoan has now completed the breakthrough in the second accumulation of "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Dao". All that is lacking is comprehension, so he left it for emergencies. Of course, this kind of refining has been * Long corpse generals are far from the corpse generals in Hungry Ghost Road, and if they dare to use them in front of the handsome corpse king, they will immediately turn to battle, but it is enough to rush into the battle.
Li Qingshan was determined in his heart, and the two of them continued to move forward, stepping into the beginning.
The strong smell of blood made the ordinary demon generals dare not approach here at all, but there was a huge figure, who came quickly by instinct, and Doga swooped in, which was another gluttonous feast.
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The sixth floor of the Zhen Demon Hall, [Central] Central [Guang] Field.
Nearly a hundred demon generals gathered under the statue of Demon Suppressing to understand the secrets in this statue, hoping that one day they could leave this prison.
The atmosphere here is quite depressing and silent. The demon generals did not intend to fight each other at all. While watching the statue of Demon Suppression, they looked at the statue of Demon Suppression from time to time.
A disheveled, indifferent man sat cross-legged, with a strange monster sword lying flat on his knees.
The body of the sword is as black as ink, but it is not straight, but like a pagoda every section, and the length is close to one foot. You can imagine what kind of body you need to wield such a sword freely.
The most weird thing is that the sword and the joints are not gold or iron, not stone or wood, but a group of fleshy muscles. At the center is a bowl-sized eye with only white eyes and no pupils, covered with bloodshot eyes. Very weird.
The other demon generals kept a distance of several meters away from him and did not dare to approach him.
"What are you guys doing?! Get out, don't stand in the way!"
A violent shout broke the silence, and in the door under the statue of Demon Suppressing, a fierce demon all over his body suddenly jumped out and waved a palm to the indifferent man in front of him.
The position where the indifferent man sits is certainly the best place to participate in the research on the statue of the demon, but it also just blocks the way that the demon coming up from below must pass.
The eyes of the demons were full of scornful ridicule: "Lietu-sama is a genius of the demon race. Although he was knocked down from the realm of the demon commander, he is not the demon general to fight against, let alone the'evil eye' in his hand. "
Lietu's right hand shook slightly, and a gust of fishy wind blew across the [Guangzhou] Field.
The fierce demon general staggered past Lietu. From his left shoulder to his right waist, there was a tragic wound, violently spraying bleeding fog, he turned his head and said, "You are..."
Suddenly, he felt as if something important was missing, and he lowered his head and glanced at his chest.
Lietu was also lowering his head, playing with a pebble-like black devil's heart in his hand, and there was a "bang" behind him, and the fierce demon would fall to the ground.
Without turning his head back, Lietu put the devil's heart into the weird eye in the center of the hilt. The eyeballs fluctuated, and the black magic heart was incorporated into it, as if it was a finishing touch, and there was an extra black pupil in the eyeball. The eyeballs rolled around for a week, and every magic general who was seen felt a deep chill.
The dense bloodshot entangled the black pupils, the entire sword hilt was madly twisted, the fishy wind roared and stirred up Lietu's hair, filling the entire hall, the demons and generals felt a sense of suffocation.
The entire long sword glowed with black light, as if dark night descended, and the brilliant gold around it immediately dimmed. Only the statue of the town demon did not change its true color, overlooking the scene condescendingly.
But after a while, the devil's heart was squeezed out by the eyeballs, and it fell on the ground with a jingle. The feeling was as if people had eaten something unpalatable and spit it out with extreme disdain.
Lietu shook his head slightly. "Sure enough, it still doesn't work. With the devil's heart of the demon commander, the evil eye can't be satisfied. A stronger devil's heart is needed. You must restore your strength as soon as possible and go back to the seventh floor to find a suitable devil's heart. "
His pointed ears suddenly moved, and he felt a lot of lifelessness gathering outside the door. Although the other demon generals are afraid of listing, they are not weak, they are sensitive and show vigilance.
boom!
The nine gilded gates suddenly opened at the same time, and hundreds of corpse soldiers swarmed in.
The demon generals disagreed, it turned out that they were just corpse soldiers.
Lietu frowned and felt something was wrong. There were many demons who could control corpses. These corpse soldiers were originally humans. Where are so many human corpses in the Demon Tower in this town? This trick.
Turning the eyes of the evil eye sword in his hand, he saw every corpse soldier behind, densely covered with talisman, cracking at the same time, bursting with light.
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