Chapter 491: Peak duel (Four)

The two powerful men who ruled Cang's life destiny in Yuyang Kingdom stood thousands of feet high.

The Magic Sword and the Overlord Spear trembled slightly in the hands of their respective masters, causing the air in the surrounding areas to throbbed.

Two magical ways attack Libao, and it seemed that they had begun an invisible battle between them.

At this moment, the battle between millions of monks under his feet was overshadowed.

The dark luster in the eyes of the Sanyou Old Demon gradually condensed into a point, his spirit and thoughts were highly concentrated, and his face was unprecedentedly solemn.

Although he understood that the opponent in front of him was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and there was a big gap with him.

But he dared not be even a little careless or careless.

If he loses in today's battle, he may never be able to turn the tables again.

The battle under his feet was like an ant, and the cultivators in the Yangjiabao camp had completely surrounded the Demon Yang Sect, forcing less than two thousand cultivators to desperate situations.

"So quickly and quickly!"

This idea flashed into the mind of the old demon Sanyou, and the Overlord Spear in his hand shook, and the entire void was inexplicably shocked.

The extremely strong and deep magic light condensed onto the black and heavy spear, implying an invincible and invincible pain that penetrates the void.

Sweet~~

The rare dark blue arc of magic art on the Overlord Spear tightly converges, catalyzing the destruction of the Nine Nether Demonic Art to the extreme.

Shi Qianhan took a deep breath, and in the face of this absolutely irresistible force, his whole body seemed to be nailed to the void.

Hugh!—

A black and blue arc of electric lightning stabbed Shi Qianhan like lightning.

You can't dodge, and even the idea of ​​using Xiangyun boots doesn't have time to arise.

During the Nascent Soul period.

Absolute power, absolute speed, absolute destructive power.

The demon attacks Libao, the power of thunder and lightning in the magic path, and the Nine Netherworlds Demonic Art of the Eternal Nine Nethers.

Such a blow is ridiculous and arrogant to the Yuanying. Let me ask you, Bei Qin, Yuyang, who will compete with you?

Dang~~

Shi Qianhan barely used the Magic Sword to block the spear that dominated the world, and at the same time used the defensive magic weapon.

With a "click", the defense layer on his body suddenly dimmed and shattered in the blink of an eye, as if the shadow spear that could penetrate the void was still powerful, and it stabbed Shi Qianhan's body fiercely.

His entire hand holding the sword was shattered, his mouth was shattered, blood was overflowing, and he lost consciousness, as if his whole arm was no longer his own.

Swish-

The spear streaked across the Magic Sword, and sparks flew everywhere, and it was about to pierce Shi Qianhan's body.

At this extremely critical moment, a black scroll appeared on Shi Qianhan's other hand.

The black dense scroll shook, condensed a black light shield that looked like a substance, lingering with mysterious runes and flames.

"Secret scroll?" The old demon Sanyou raised his eyebrows, and the Overlord Spear stabbed the black light cover surrounding the mysterious runes and flames.

Buzz ~~

Runes and flames rush rapidly, and the light gradually dimmed.

But the next moment, the dim light suddenly turned brighter again.

This light shield formed by the black dense scroll can actually absorb the power of the magic to a certain extent.

What a weird secret scroll...

The old demon Sanyou showed a strange look on his face, and there was a few more greed in his eyes.

As a high-level talisman that can be used multiple times, the secret scroll is very rare in the world of immortal cultivation, let alone such a rare high-level secret scroll.

This black secret scroll was obtained by Shi Qianhan's killing of the disciple Qu Yuehou of the "Xuanyou Demon Lord" when he was in the inland sea, and he has not used it much.

Bang!

Shi Qianhan took advantage of the situation and his body was knocked away dozens of feet away. He flipped a few times in the void, spitting a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

He took back the secret scroll, his expression was solemn, and he deeply understood the gap between himself and the Three Evil Old Demon.

The two of them practice the same ***, and the difference in realm is so big that defeat is a destined end.

Although Shi Qianhan obtained the Nine Nether Demons's Art of Nine Nethers, the Three Old Demons have practiced this art for hundreds of years, have profound skills and rich experience, and have good understanding of the mystery.

Before the next attack of the Sanyou Old Demon, a drop of blue and magnificent liquid popped out from Shi Qianhan's hand, raised his neck and swallowed it into his mouth.

It is the defective anti-spirit blood.

He murmured to himself, "The last drop."

In an instant, his muscles swelled, filled with violent and wild power, like the body of a divine beast, and the blue crystal light in his eyes gradually ignited.

The old demon Sanyou shrank his pupils, but he sneered, holding the Overlord Spear in his hand, forcing him over, waving a trembling phantom.

Shi Qianhan's combat power increased greatly, and the Magic Sword swung a long river of black sword energy, fighting with the opponent's Overlord Spear.

Ding ding ding ding ding ~~

The two quickly fired out the real fire, and the two domineering attacks Libao kept colliding, and the golden aura and the destructive power of the demon overflowed, forming a death black prison that covered several miles.

The millions of monks who were fighting at their feet could look up and see the deep and terrifying black dead domain, emitting a breath of death and destruction. Even a glance felt frightened.

The high-level Nascent Soul who were fighting in all directions nearby also sensed the shocking power, so naturally they would not be involved and keep a distance.

Everyone understands that the decisive battle between Shi Qianhan and the Sanyou Old Demon will determine the true fate of this war of cultivating immortals.

If the Sanyou Old Demon wins, he can turn the whole situation around with one person and truly turn the tables.

Once he frees up his free time, the other places in balance are at higher levels of the Nascent Soul, which will be broken one by one.

On the contrary, if Shi Qianhan wins, he will become the real winner of this war of cultivating immortals and will dominate the life fate of Cang, the world of Yuyang’s immortals.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding-

The sound of gold and iron clashed within a radius of dozens of miles, making everything pale.

The two of them had a demon cloud rolling above their heads, and a dark demon flame gradually attached to the two attacking treasures.

The power of the Netherworld Demon Flame is attached to the Overlord Spear and the Demonic Sword, and the power generated is even more terrifying.

Whether it is the Three Evil Old Demon or Shi Qianhan, the weapons they have launched to the extreme at this moment can kill an ordinary Nascent Soul in an instant with just one blow.

"I see how long you can last..."

The old demon Sanyou secretly mocked himself.

As the battle continued, the blue crystal light in Shi Qianhan's eyes gradually dimmed.

The defective anti-spirit blood is the last drop.

Although there are no side effects after taking it, it does not last long.

In such a peak duel, the power you exerts to the extreme every moment is even more powerful and even more unsustainable.

...

On the other side, some situations also occurred somewhere more than ten miles away from the Demon Yang Sect.

In this less obvious valley, there was originally a huge machine with a dragon-headed turtle back.

It is the Yuan Destroyer.

At this moment, a great monk of the Demonic Way led two or three high-level Jindans and dozens of foundation-building powerhouses to attack and grab the Yuan-Destroying Cannon.

As a deterrent ancient war killing weapon, the Yuan-Destroying Cannon is naturally quite attractive.

The person in charge of the Yuan Destruction Cannon was Yang Fan's disciple Cang Yun. Although he had already put the Yuan Destruction Cannon into the storage bag, he was still stared at by these people.

"Who are you?"

Cang Yun felt something was wrong.

If he is a cultivator of the Demon Yang Sect, how could he have time to grab his Yuan Destroy Cannon?

The leading old man in black robe had a strong aura on his body, and he was like a great Jindan monk, giving Cang Yun an extremely dangerous illusion.

At this moment, all the high-level Yuanying levels were fighting at high altitudes, and the other strong men concentrated their strength and attacked the Demon Yang Sect.

"Hurry up and kill this person, take away the Yuan Destroy Cannon, and then retreat quickly."

The old man in black robe sent a voice to send a message, asking several others to encircle him. He slapped Cang Yun with his palm, and a torrent of black light concentrated Cang Yun's defense shield.

Cang Yun groaned, his body was knocked away, but his heart was anxious.

This Yuanmeng Cannon was handed over to him by his master. If it is taken away, what will he sees his master?

"Even if you die, you can't let the Miao Yuanpao be taken away."

Cang Yun gritted his teeth, blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth, and he ran away to the direction of the Demon Yang Sect without any chance.
To be continued...