Author: Yaluo

At the same time, on the other side, a middle-aged monk in a blue shirt was floating in the air. Looking at the three middle-level Nascent Soul monks surrounding him, he sighed helplessly.

"It's true, there is no late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to take action. This is simple, there are only three people. Are you looking down on me too much?"

When the three people around heard this, they burst into laughter.

Three mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators besieged a mid-stage Nascent Soul, but the besieged person still looked like he didn't take them seriously at all. How could he not make them angry?

"Okay! It depends on your magical powers. Is it as powerful as your mouth!" A white-haired old man in the lead sneered, swung his sleeves, and more than ten white flying swords suddenly appeared out of the air and turned into more than ten in the air.

He whistled the white giant sword at the middle-aged monk.

The other two, one holding a black banner, swayed slightly, and thousands of black filaments shot out. Two black skulls were floating beside the other, and as several magic tricks were shot out, they magnified out of thin air.

Hundreds of times, it became as huge as a hill. Under the huge mouth, two green phosphorus fires suddenly gushed out.

The middle-aged monk did not dodge or avoid it. A black fog was everywhere around him, and in an instant, it changed into a thick black cloud that covered the sky, with a breathtaking sound of ghosts and wolves howling.

The old man with white hair smiled coldly, and the magic tricks in his hand changed. More than ten giant swords instantly flashed white light, turning into more than ten dragon-like white rainbows, roaring into the black clouds.

The entire black cloud was stirred up in an instant, and as thousands of black filaments and two faint green phosphorus fires flew in, it suddenly surged even more violently.

The old man with white hair stroked his beard proudly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that this guy is just like that, the level 8 dragon demon pill will belong to him.

When he merges the two ice and fire demon pills into one, yin and yang meet, and refine them into pills. With this pill comparable to that of level ten demon pills, he will definitely break through the bottleneck and advance to the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Thinking of this, the old white-haired man suddenly looked at his two companions with caution and quietly distanced himself from them.

He was thinking about the demon pill on the middle-aged monk's body, and why didn't these two companions also think about the demon pill on the body?

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man showed a little impatient appearance on his face. He quickly urged the giant sword in the black cloud, but saw the black cloud above his head shrinking suddenly, and the sensing between him and the giant sword disappeared instantly!

The old man with white hair was stunned. Before he could come back to his senses, a sudden storm broke out behind him!

A golden ferocious claw penetrated his dantian and crushed his Nascent Soul.

The white-haired old man's body fell from the air weakly, and the other two saw clearly what was killing him.

What appeared in front of the two was a monster full of green hair, exposed fangs, and a skeleton-like face!

The monster's arm was covered with green hair, and five black nails grew several inches long, while the other arm was shining with golden light and extremely smooth. He just instantly tore the divine light of the white-haired old man protecting his body, and he didn't even have any reaction time.

What was left to him was this golden arm.

"Hahaha... two fellow Taoists, it's still time to leave now." The corpse refiner sneered and spoke, his voice as if it were the middle-aged monk just now.

"Refining the corpse!" one of the young men in their twenties shouted in horror.

This is actually a powerful corpse refining at the mid-stage level of the Nascent Soul!

They have been tracking this monster? How does it restrain its breath? It can even get in exchange!

"If you don't leave, you're welcome." The corpse refining said in a cold tone, and a thick black air suddenly emanated from the body. At the same time, with one hand, a black banner was already in his hand.

Then he took out another piece of talisman paper and put it on his head with his backhand.

Accompanied by a shocking dragon roar, a red dragon phantom that was more than a hundred feet long rose up in the air and plunged into the body of the refining corpse.

The corpse refining suddenly roared to the sky, and a layer of red scales appeared out of thin air on his body. His five fingers also became sharp and thin, and two small horns appeared on his head.

The image of the corpse refining changed drastically, and the aura on his body increased sharply, and he had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

It smiled coldly at the two of them, and its body emitted a strong corpse evil spirit.

...

On the other side, inside the Ye family’s mansion.

'Aunt Demon' was sitting cross-legged in the room, with a yellow talisman emitting a faint light on his head, and he frowned slightly and asked, "Not Han Li? Who else can collect glare crystals besides him

This kind of material? If you want to use this kind of lie to deceive me, it would be a bit too naive, right?"

"Tsk! So you guys like to play for many weeks, and they really can't accept any changes. Who said that if you refine late-stage Puppets of Nascent Soul, you must have glare crystals?"

The "Ancient Demon" frowned and suddenly stood up.

At this moment, there was only a "boom" sound in his ear! A big hole was blown out by a violent force in the mansion he was in.

Outside the cave, a middle-aged monk with a stiff face was looking at him coldly, and his body emitted extremely powerful spiritual pressure, which was no less than that of a late-stage Nascent Soul monk.

"This is impossible..." The 'Ancient Demon' widened his eyes and murmured to himself.

"So Han Li has no ability to innovate at all!" Looking at the incarnation of the ancient demon who disappeared in front of him, Lu Yunze sighed and sneered: "Who said he could only use glare crystals? Who said he could only use only

Using the Five Elements Jade? Even the God of Dayan dare not say that. Can you understand better than the God of Dayan?"

"In more than 20 years, the accumulation of many puppet classics is not enough for the two of us to push the entire design drawing back?"

"Attend to an auction and have conflicts with others, in order to attract you to the trap!"

The face of the "Ancient Demon" twisted, and a large piece of black demonic energy suddenly radiated from his body, turning into an ancient demon with two heads and four arms!

At this moment, in his horrified eyes, the late Nascent Soul puppet flipped his palm, and a feather fan with four-colored light flashes appeared in his palm, emitting an amazing

high temperature.

Tongtian Lingbao imitation, four-flame fan!

A 'huh' sound!

The late-stage Nascent Soul Puppet raised the four-flame fan and waved it downwards.

The deep spiritual power of the late Nascent Soul cultivator rushed inward. In an instant, the sound of the phoenix sound rushed out of the sky!

A four-colored firebird several feet long appeared from the fan, spread his wings and rushed straight to the "Ancient Demon" opposite.

The "Ancient Demon" had only time to stretch out his four arms to protect him. The next second, the four-colored firebird pounced on him.

The extremely violent fire spirit power burst out instantly! It shocked the entire Jinjing!
Chapter completed!