"Hongmeng Purple Qi will not be refined so easily!"
"He is a native of Zhoutian. You and I will work together to kill this person first, and then Hongmeng Ziqi will each use his own abilities!"
While Daluo Lingyao held the vine and spoke, the fingers that were originally broken by Yang Junshan actually grew back and became flexible again as his palms continued to open and close.
Yang Junshan's expression was a little solemn. Although the second level of the immortal realm of body training can regenerate a broken limb, but being able to grow a finger so quickly, at least when Yang Junshan was at the second level of the immortal realm, he could It can't be done at such speed.
Although Lian Teng is a grass and tree spirit demon, and the powerful vitality contained in it can always do this more easily than others, this is enough to show that this Da Luo spirit demon is extremely skilled in the body forging technique, and I am afraid that it is not far away. The third level of destruction is not far away.
Just when Yang Junshan was feeling dark in his heart, the spirit demon holding the vine seemed to feel something, and suddenly smiled evilly at him, took a step back, and disappeared into the void.
Yang Junshan remembered the strange attack method of the spirit monster before, and shrank his feet to the ground. The man had already appeared dozens of feet away. When he looked back, he saw a vine sweeping across from where he was just now. Pass.
Yang Junshan frowned secretly, and suddenly felt a hint of coldness coming from his side, and quickly used his magic weapon to sweep away.
There was only a soft "bang" sound, and a spear thrust out of the void was deflected by the Sky-breaking Mace.
However, before Yang Junshan could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the spear body suddenly softened and made a big turn around the sky-breaking mace. The head of the spear was like a snake, piercing Yang Junshan's face.
At the critical moment, Yang Junshan's other hand grabbed the gun head with a "pop" sound.
The spear is still struggling, but it is nowhere to be broken free.
But at this moment, the spearhead that originally looked like gold and iron suddenly bloomed like a flower, and a cold light shot out, heading straight for Yang Junshan's left eye.
"Oh, it's just a small skill, but it's hard to reach the level of elegance!"
Yang Junshan snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of natal immortal energy, knocking the cold light aside and flying past the corner of his eye, vaguely looking like a wooden thorn.
And at the moment when Yang Junshan was restrained by the vine, Demon Lord Gong Qian had already taken the opportunity to attack. A piece of demonic fire ignited the void like a prairie fire and burned towards his feet.
The natal demonic fire that Gong Qian cultivated not only had no heat at all, but instead produced a biting chill the moment it burned, as if it could freeze everything.
Facing the surging demonic flames, Yang Junshan was calm and fearless, but suddenly he heard a sneer from Gong Qian behind him.
The Xuanyin Demonic Fire is indeed powerless against Yang Junshan's physical body, but the real fatality of this flame is not only that it hurts the monk's physical body, but it can also directly burn the monk's natal soul!
There was a sudden sharp pain in his head, as if someone was violently stirring it with a popsicle in his head. Yang Junshan couldn't help but stumbled, looking quite unsteady.
At this moment, a spark suddenly jumped up from the demon flame that was rising behind Yang Junshan, condensed into a trident in mid-air, and took the opportunity to stab his ribs.
But Yang Junshan, who originally seemed to be dazed by Gong Qian's long-planned blow, suddenly a ball of thunder slurry surged from above his head, and a thunder lotus bloomed in the thunder slurry. , a purple electric light burst out, hitting the moment there was no chance.
Trident.
"ah-"
There was a scream of pain from Demon Lord Gong Qian behind him, as if his foot had been lifted onto an iron plate.
The trident disintegrated again under the lightning and turned into pieces of sparks scattered, but the dancing firelight was much dimmer than before.
Demon Lord Gong Qian stretched out his hand and lifted it in the void. The sea of fire that had originally spread condensed into a trident and fell into his hand. His face couldn't help but show a look of pain. It was obvious that the body of this magic weapon had been destroyed by the purple lightning strike just now. Injured below.
When Demon Lord Gong Qian looked up, he saw that the purple electric light had revealed its true form, but it was actually a spear wrapped with lightning.
"Immortal weapon!"
Demon Lord Gong Qian roared in a low voice, with a trace of resentment and fear on his face.
To be fair, Demon Lord Gong Qian's natal magic weapon is also of the lower-grade Immortal level, and is of the same quality as Yang Junshan's Thunder Spear, but it is too much to be restrained by it.
What's more, apart from the Heaven-Shaking Immortal Technique that was displayed at the beginning, which is a natal magical power of the Creation Realm, the thunder magic magical power that Yang Junshan displayed was actually a natal magical power of the Creation Realm.
Although the demon clan has been weak and dormant for thousands of years, its foundation is still there, and it is still one of the few powerful clans in the starry sky. Naturally, it knows how rare the magical power of creation realm is, and how difficult it is to practice it.
Even if it is a Da Luo Demon Lord like Gong Qian, supported by the entire demon clan, and supported by a being in the Hedao Realm like the Black Nightmare Demon Lord, two of the three flowers on the top are condensed, and the natal magic of the Creation Realm is It's just a "Xuan Yin Cold Flame".
The native in front of him is only in the early stage of Da Luo, but he already possesses two magical powers of creation realm. How can this make Gong Qian Demon Lord Qing, who has been in Da Luo Immortal Realm for five hundred years, embarrassed
So when Demon Lord Gong Qian realized that one of the three condensed flowers above Yang Junshan's head was actually the most difficult "Flower of Heaven", his mind seemed to be in a trance for a moment. , the devil’s heart will be shaken!
"Gong Qian, what the hell are you doing!"
Daluo Spirit Demon Lian Teng shouted angrily and cursed loudly, awakening Demon Lord Gong Qian who was covered in cold sweat.
Such battles between the strongest players in the starry sky can cause the starry sky to shatter and move mountains and seas, and a single moment can often determine the outcome.
At the moment when Gong Qian Demon Lord was in a daze, Lian Teng Demon Lord, who had just been responsible for restraining Yang Junshan, was already in bad luck.
The wooden spear that originally stabbed Yang Junshan was twisted off with his bare hands, and the wooden vine wrapped around his waist was also torn apart. When the vine-holding Demon Lord was pulled out of the void by Yang Junshan, he used both hands. Two of his fingers have been broken off again.
"This man has great magical powers, and he has two immortal weapons in his hands. You and I can use our realm to overwhelm him!"
Demon Lord Gong Qian also had an intuitive understanding of Yang Junshan's strength at this time. After all, he was an old demon. He quickly found a way to counter him, which was to suppress his cultivation!