Chapter 150

In the red light of dawn crossing the mountain top, the old man's long sword stabbed Nie Chen's cocoon. On this sword, the immortal light was swirling around it, sending out a strong atmosphere of cultivation in the later stage of Linghai.

In Xia Sheng's smiling eyes and Yu Lei Ting's regret for losing the opportunity to compete, when everyone's eyes are focused on Nie Chen's cocoon, in the cold neon's despair and sad tears, the cocoon actually broke open before the old man's fairy sword arrived.

A big hand opened the hard skin of the big cocoon in an instant and stretched out. With a clang sound, a magic sword that caught the old man was caught. Everyone's faces were slightly surprised, and they knew that Nie Chen was awake But that's all.

Although Nie Chen has woken up, but under the attack of an old man in the later stage of Linghai, how long can he persist?

Many of the people who dare to stay to fight for the interests are people who have a lot of insight. Naturally, they have some knowledge about the sacrificial skills of the demon clan, and have been discussing with each other. Although Nie Chen absorbed the corpse of the Dragon so quickly, he can only say that he has obtained a great creation, which will greatly change his cultivation qualification.

For a monk who has just opened up the spiritual sea, the end of the sacrifice is at most just the later stage of the spiritual sea, and it is impossible to improve more. Otherwise, the sacrifice will do more harm than good.

However, this old man is a monk who has been staying in the later period of Linghai for a long time. He is far more powerful than other monks in the later period of Linghai. In other words, this old man is a monk with a perfect spiritual realm.

Each realm of lunhai does not have a theory of great perfection, or in other words, it is very vague. After meeting the conditions for breakthrough, some monks in the spiritual sea state still choose to continue to consolidate their accomplishments or fail to break through, which is the state of great perfection.

It can be said that the monk with great and complete spiritual sea realm is in the state between the later spiritual sea monk and the next great realm, which is higher than the general later spiritual sea monks.

But Nie Chen, perhaps even the later cultivation of Linghai, didn't achieve it. In the eyes of those people, although Nie Chen suddenly woke up and grasped the old man's long sword at the first time, he still could not change the result of being severely damaged by this sword.

"Well, it's just a dying struggle!" In the heart of Xia Sheng and Yu Lei Ting, at this moment, such a thought flashed over,

"well, after all, it's impossible to stir up any storm. I'd better think about how to steal some Jiaolong skin..." Many people, at this moment, gave birth to such an idea. Xia Sheng and his party were too powerful. Once Nie Chen fell into their control, it was doomed to end.

"Young master, I'm sorry..." After the pure tears of Leng nishang, her eyes trembled, and a sigh of despair appeared in her heart; she turned her head to the past, and did not want to see the cruel scene of Nie Chen stabbed with a sword on her back.

The old man's sword was intended to let Nie Chen, who was in Nirvana, die in the womb However, let those who look at the light, the thoughts in their hearts flash one by one. The scene that the old man's sword is held by the hand stretched out from the cocoon seems to stagnate.

In all the faces of those people. In the process of their slight shock, the hand that held out the big cocoon and grasped the old man's long sword suddenly clenched it. With a clang sound, it broke the immortal sword which gave out the full breath of the spirit sea.

The old man who stabbed the long sword was also deeply shocked. A pain came from his eyebrow. Although the immortal sword was not his own sword, it was still tempered by his heart. The damage of the immortal sword made his eyebrow twitch like a needle.

At that moment, however, a terrible thing happened. When he saw the black sword, he suddenly pierced the cocoon and stabbed himself. At such a short distance, it came so suddenly that there was no time to escape.

An invisible green light curtain congealed on his chest, which was the quickest way for him to resist the sword. However, the sharp edge of the sword was so sharp that it only stopped for a moment and pierced it like melting the light curtain.

"Oh The old man snorted, and his right shoulder was directly pierced by the black sword. But suddenly, a very painful feeling came. The black sword was actually opened in his wound and began to erode his body's aura. The occupied body tissue lost consciousness in this moment.

"Ah The old man was in a hurry. With a roar, a force was released, and the black breath was immediately shaken out of the body. He did not use aura to disperse it, but used a wave of energy to disperse Nie Chen's evil Qi.

However, when the old man was doing all these things, he had no time to attend to it. When the cocoon broke, a figure suddenly stood up and hit him in front of his unprepared body.

That blow to a fist, extremely domineering and fierce, has a kind of invincible implication, is really Nie Chen's ancient martial arts - baquan!

"No!" The old man felt the strength of Nie Chen's fist and the strength of his blood and blood in his body. At this moment, he realized that he was also a powerful warrior. At this moment, he realized clearly that he could not escape the robbery, and he felt remorse in his heart.If he had the magic weapon of his own life, he might be able to block the fatal blow for him. However, he was about to break through the realm of Linghai. He always wanted a better quality material and magic weapon to sacrifice and refine. He wanted to gain stronger combat effectiveness after his cultivation breakthrough.

Unfortunately, it's too late to repent. Nie Chen's fist is just like hitting a paper figure. Under one blow, the old man's body turns into a blood dance.

From Nie Chen grabs the sword to now he kills the old man in the later stage of Linghai. It's a good time. After a breath, it's really fast.

"Uncle Wang!" Xia Sheng forcibly restrained his shocked look and showed several gloomy and cold expressions. The cold Ni clothes that he had seized, took this opportunity to break free, still with tears and surprise, flashed to Nie Chen's side.

"What, how could this be possible?"

"One blow will kill the old man with a perfect spiritual realm. Am I wrong?"

"He is actually a practitioner of martial arts and Taoism. No, he is a man of both immortal and martial arts..."

The crowd watching from far and near, one after another, looked shocked and sighed unconsciously. All of a sudden, they talked and talked like a pot burst out. Jade thunderbolt showed an inexplicable smile, and the remaining two old men, who were full of spirit, saw their companions killed. In shock, they showed their murdering opportunity.

However, let them be in this situation, Nie Chen grabbed Leng Ni Shang and held her in his arms directly. He opened the river: "the art of demon blood dust!"

When Nie Chen hits the ground, he immediately unfolds the evil magic from the fierce wind. A red fog suddenly spreads out to cover the sky and the sun, and directly assimilates the evil spirit here into the blood red color. In an instant, the blood red evil spirit has covered the valley.

"Be careful Some people are alert, but nothing happens. It turns out that for most of the fairyland practices here, the evil spirit diffuses and cuts off their real sight and all perception.

"I'll take you out of here!" Embracing the cold clothes, the figure twisted between the direct use of the empty step, disappeared from the valley.

"He's gone, he's gone, it doesn't seem to be here anymore!" A few demon monks, in this strange and strange strong spirit, in addition to vision, they can also perceive the existence of Nie dust, but at the moment of Nie Chen's departure, they cry out in panic.

"Well, he can't run away!" Xia Sheng's four men, with their faces on their faces, swore to kill Nie Chen.

Thank you Nie dust holding cold clothes, appeared in the mountains far away, in here, Nie dust under the careful perception, there is no one.

"Are you going back?" Because of Nie Chen's empty steps, Leng nishang is a little dizzy. Her eyes twinkle. She seems unwilling to leave Nie Chen. She grabs Nie Chen's sleeve.

"I'm going back to revenge!" Nie dust light mouth, "wait for me here, no one exists in a hundred miles, you are careful to hide, I will come back soon."

Nie Chen takes back his right hand and gives Leng nishang a yellow stone. Then he turns around and disappears.

"Be careful..." Leng nishang is very worried to speak, but Nie dust man is no longer there, thousands of words, but now there is no place to say; but in her heart, because Nie Chen is still alive, she has never felt the excitement.

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In the valley covered by the evil spirit, Nie Chen once again appeared out of the void. At this moment, several other demon monks began to speak with more panic: "he appears again, over there!"

From Nie Chen left to come back, only five rest, those people, but still in search of Nie dust's existence.

"Hum!" Nie Chen gave a cold hum, and in the process of shifting his form and position, he flashed to a demon Xiu who was about to open his mouth, "he is..." The demon Xiu did not finish his words, but saw a strong golden fist thinking directly of his forehead.

Bang, Nie Chen directly changed to smash the demon That demon cultivates the blood gas, sends out to originally dissatisfied with the red evil spirit air, causes the fog around, more red.

"Ah..." One after another, several demon monks died under Nie Chen's fist; in their perception, Nie Chen appeared in front of them almost directly, and simply punched out.

Nie Chen is a martial artist, and his strength is far from what he used to be. With the help of empty steps and strong physique, even the monks in the later period of Linghai can hardly escape his inevitable blow.

"Damn it!" Xia Sheng frowns. He can't feel the existence of Nie Chen, but he has a strong feeling.

"He's erasing the demons, because they can sense his presence..." An old man at the later stage of Linghai said, "protect, protect the remaining demon repair!"

"I'm demon Xiu, I'm demon Xiu..."

"And me..." A few still alive of the cultivation of the evil way, one after another, but they were killed by Nie dust more quickly.

"To be stupid, to expose one's position is to commit suicide." The old man growled coldly.

"Where is he?" Xia Sheng opened his mouth in a cold voice. The four of them seized a demon Xiu and asked him to perceive the location of Nie dust for them. The demon, shivering, obviously frightened, was still pale at the moment.With the increase of dead demon Xiu, the concentration of evil spirit in the valley becomes more and more intense

"Hum, two demon monks in the later period of Linghai are running away, and seven middle Linghai monks are being protected..." Nie Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth and said: "but, it's enough Demon blood dust, blood boils

As Nie Chen's voice finished, the whole valley, filled with red demons, suddenly vibrated, and then, as if boiling in general, exploded.

"Ah..."

Continuous screams sounded in the valley, and the demon's blood sedimentation skill exploded, which was a large-scale blood killing skill. What's more, Nie dust was also mixed with a highly toxic thing for the friars: the spirit devouring powder.

This is a part of the spirit swallowing powder that he absorbed after he saved the purple wind that day. The demon blood dust technique will make those friars hurt and force them to defend themselves, and this spirit swallowing powder will follow the trend and poison them to death.

Nie Chen had already calculated all these things. The reason why he killed those evil monks was not that he wanted to organize them to feel themselves, but to replenish the blood and evil spirit in the valley, so that he could achieve the perfect conditions for applying the skill of demon blood sedimentation.

The reason why he was able to release this huge amount of evil spirit at the beginning was that he absorbed the last remaining dragon blood from the cocoon of the heart, but it was not enough for him to use the demon blood dust technique in a large scale. It was he who did this.

The screams echoed in the valley. Under the blood red fog, it was originally a Shura field. At present, the blood red color of this Shura field has become more and more intense.

"Terrible!" On the hill, some monks trembled and showed an incredible look. They had no idea that Nie Chen could attack so easily and unexpectedly.

"This is his killing field, the Shura field dominated by him..."

"The demon master in the later period of Linghai died..." In the shocked eyes of several friars, one who tried to rush out of the valley and a later cultivation of the evil way in the spirit sea actually softened in the red fog 50 meters away from the valley. In an instant, it was like melting and dissolving, turning into a beach and falling to the ground.

"Why, maybe?" Along with the rest of the friars, Li Feng retreated quickly, afraid of being swept by the blood red gas overflowing from the valley.

His body trembled slightly, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes flashed, showing the color of sigh and shock; Nie Chen had already done this step, directly rooted in his heart with a deep sense of fear.