Chapter 119

"If you dare to touch me, use your souls to atone for your sins and be buried with you."

A handsome young man floated on the fairy sword silver dragon in the air. As soon as he finished speaking, the proud silver dragon dancing in the sky was as obedient as a puppy who was instructed by his master, and immediately leaned over and rushed down.

The endless wind pressure gathered together and formed a bunch of viscous liquid. At a very long distance, some skeleton warriors were pressed to the ground and could not move at all.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so terrifying! It's even more powerful than the five Nine Nether Dragon Breaths in Cao Mo's hand. This is definitely not a Silver Moon Sword. How can there be such a powerful spiritual weapon? Could it be that this is a treasure weapon?"

Seeing the silver dragon popping out sharp claws and rushing towards him, every part of his body seemed to be hidden in endless sword lights. The skeleton lord Yingzhi subconsciously turned his head and looked at Cao Mo, but found that the other party was trying his best to seal the transformation Xingyu, and he "can't make any moves."

His little move just now welcomed the retribution of the world. Yingzhi's soul fire jumped endlessly, and he cursed in his heart that he didn't know the overall situation.

The enemy in front of him is so powerful! If it dies, who will help Cao Mo to resist one or two?

Thinking of this, Young-ji completely forgot the fact that he had previously betrayed Zhixin and betrayed his teammates.

So, he could only barely raise his energy and condense the remaining magic power to form a rough and huge Yinsha magic shield to resist it, hoping to remove some impact force and not be killed with one blow.

After all, Chen Shaobai's mana fluctuations are too powerful. Although he feels that there are only 1,024 ways, in terms of quality, he wins too much more than Yingzhi's mana that relies on shortcuts!

The silver light dragon and the black shield blended together, and there was no shocking explosion as Yingzhi imagined. The style was extremely quiet and lonely, without any sound.

The sharp contrast almost made Yingzhi, who had secretly gathered the soul fire, almost vomit blood.

But the next moment, he could no longer spit out any substance.

A green light suddenly appeared around the body of the light dragon transformed by the Silver Moon Sword, and quickly condensed into green clouds. The body seemed to have real virtuality, and it directly slid past the black magic shield and turned into millions of streams of light across the earth.

Just like the moon shining on the lake, although it is brilliant and beautiful, it has never left any trace.

Everyone came to their senses and looked at the scene again, the skeleton commander was gone.

From the moon in the sky, the young man's hand jumped around, suppressing a ball of colorful light and condensing it.

"Don't mention the uninspiring earth demon like you, even the demon king in the secret realm of Qi Tempering has only one-tenth chance of rebirth. Do you still want to escape your soul and reincarnate and rebuild? What a joke!"

The young man smiled and pressed his hand on his shoulder. The colorful ball of light disappeared completely. Everyone looked at him and saw a fat and round white fox sleeping soundly while burping.

The original fierce and powerful existence, the peak of the Lienji First Realm, and the commander of the skeleton army, was actually shattered by someone with a sword, and his soul was captured!

What is the strength of the visitor?

Everyone looked at each other and finally dared to overlap the boy's face with the existence in their memory.

"Captain!" These are the men and women of the Jianyuan Group.

"Senior Brother Chen!" This is the Qingxuan Sect's member who was rescued by luck.

"This guy is finally here."

Zhou Jinyu and Wu Muqin spoke in unison.

Chen Shaobai was not in a hurry to greet everyone, and there was a big man in front of him who had not dealt with.

He turned his head and looked at the grass mo with pale face and deeper purple eyes. Chen Shaobai's expression seemed a little cold and his breath became more and more fierce.

Although he came in time, several fellow disciples with weak cultivation and bad luck had been completely transformed into Earth Demons. Their eyes had completely turned into purple ashes and flying ashes and disappeared with the wind, with the fire of souls jumping inside.

Although they can still wield long swords and kill enemies, they no longer belong to humans, but are a kind of chaotic consciousness, and only know the existence of slaughtering creatures.

At this moment, Cao Mo had already retracted the breath of the Nine Nether Dragon, and his color.

"I'll just get a little bit away, just one breath away, and I can completely transform this person! Then I will drop these damn skeletons, return to the underground world, go to the Demon Dragon City to cultivate for a few years, and wait until the power expands, and you will be the king and dominate immediately. How happy!"

Cao Mo looked at the purple thunder around him, and then glanced at Chen Shaobai fiercely. His purple pupils flashed with a brilliant luster, which was so beautiful that it was not like eyeballs, but more like a pair of artworks.

In his perception, Chen Shaobai's magic power had just condensed 1,024 ways, lively and restless, and had not settled down at all. Although with the help of human beings, it could not cover up the fact that the use of magic power was a bit rough and stiff. So he originally thought that Yingzhi could withstand more than ten rounds even if he was not good, but he never expected that it would be killed by such a young man with one blow.

"Mutational mana, no wonder!"

Looking at the gray sun flames leaping in Chen Shaobai's hands, Cao Mo seemed to have found a reason.

When Cao Mo was observing Chen Shaobai, Chen Shaobai was also analyzing the opponent in front of him.

"The underground demon has a natural pressure that seems to be the Silver Moon Sword, and his purple eyes. I guess this guy should have been a silver dragon that was about to turn into a dragon during his lifetime. Most of the Silver Moon Sword's abilities are in pressure and impact. In this way, using the Silver Moon Sword to deal with him will have a 100% power, and it will be too time-consuming and labor-intensive."

Chen Shaobai blinked his eyes. He was very self-aware. Although before the Qi Tempering Secret Realm, the Earth Demons of the same level were generally much weaker than human cultivators, it did not mean that he could underestimate the existence in front of him.

The magic power of the whole body is steady and round, without any astringency and stagnation, and it also has a "solid" feeling for one minute. I guess Cao Mo has impacted the secret realm of quenching and condensed some of the magic power.

"It is easy for the earth demon to condense magic power, but it is difficult to enter the quenching of gas. You must condense a 'Tao Body' that resembles human beings in order to practice secret magic powers. This purple-eyed man only has a layer of skin and bones, without fluctuations in qi, blood and muscles. His Taoist body is not complete!"

A presence like Cao Mo is not as good as the top and more than the bottom. For Chen Shaobai now, he is the most terrifying opponent.

"The high-quality advantage of Yang Yan's magic power cannot be exerted, and the Silver Moon Sword cannot be used, so just use this."

His hands were intertwined in a cross shape, twisting and hanging upside down, and Chen Shaobai shouted: "Qi!"

Nine black water filthy swords were suspended by their side, forming a small array of fairy swords. Although they were not immortal sword tricks that evolved from each other, they had a unique sense of discipline in the army.

After the magic power condensed 1,024 paths, Chen Shaobai's mental power also reached the peak of the realm of refining himself, which was enough to focus on the five uses. With the blessing of sword control and Yang Yan's magic power, he could even control nine flying swords at the same time. Although the mysteriousness of the nine swords at the same time was slightly inferior, his lethality was far beyond that.

Nine black streamers broke through the air and instantly penetrated through the sky. Five handles met five nine-neestal dragon breaths, and the remaining four handles took the opportunity to cross the siege and tried to kill Cao Mo's true body.

"This guy can actually use his mind! Could he be the person who broke the sword species and fell from the secret realm of tempering? But, he is too young, right?"

After all, Cao Mo is the peak master of the realm of refining oneself. Although he is not as terrifying as Shangguan Yue, he can still deal with it even without the rest of his magic weapons when he faces four flying swords that are equivalent to the level of top-grade magic weapons.

The black air around the body lingered like a liquid wave, stretching out thick tentacles to resist it, and it could actually be blocked.

After the mana has been greatly improved, with sufficient supply, the power of sword-controlling techniques has been unearthed again. The existence of nine mortal swords at the level of the mortal sword completely surpasses the top-grade magic flying sword in terms of hardness, speed and sharpness. Although it does not have the magic of protecting the master automatically, it is also extremely despicable.

The Nine Nether Dragon Breaths divided into five paths and met five flying swords. After all, they had a suppressing effect in terms of grades. Soon, the five black water filth swords that resisted the frontal decayed and their speed slowed down a lot.

"Ha! Just magic weapons dare to show off in front of me. No matter whether you are the strong man who was once a tempered person, today I will be transformed into my subordinates!"

While resisting the four flying swords around him, Cao Mo laughed wildly. The breath of the Nine Nether Dragon condensed into small dragon-like shapes, wrapped around and strangled them.

Slut a sex!

Five consecutive crisp sounds represent the complete shattering of the five flying swords, and Chen Shaobai seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The hearts of the Qingxuan Sect's people suddenly hang up. With the exhaustion of magic power, they were no longer able to intervene in the battle at this level, and could only wait quietly to watch.

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