Chapter 2647 Demon General Offering Treasure
In the center of the vast altar, a blood-colored figure tens of feet high has been condensed, and the body is wearing armor. Although it is still in a vague state, it can already be seen that the opponent is a tall giant.
Zhuo Bufan’s face was surging with a solemn color, the Ice Emperor Rain Sword had been out of its sheath, and his palm was squeezing the hilt of the sword. The majestic true essence in the dantian whistled out, watching the blood shadow in front of him, his heart sank suddenly. A feeling of extreme danger spread throughout the body.
The land of the ten evils is rumored to be the place where the ten great demon generals of the ancient demon tribe were buried. Although the strength of the ten great demon generals is not as good as the four little ancient demons, let alone the real ancient demons, their strength should not be underestimated, I am afraid it surpasses ordinary ones. The realm master.
Now, Zhuo Bufan finally understands why there is a stone forest here, and there is also an altar-like existence. This is the formation laid by the Dragons to suppress the ancient demons. It cannot completely kill the demon generals, and can only suppress it with the formation. Then rely on the power of time to slowly wipe it out.
"He is dead, and the body and afterimage left behind should be the same as the devil snake. It has been eroded by the devilish energy for a long time and has undergone mutation..." Zhuo Bufan frowned, and thought to himself: "Now this guy should not be able to It's a devil, it's just another mutated monster."
But even so, Zhuo Bufan didn't feel the slightest intention in his heart. After the Burning Purple Python was eroded by the devil qi, it could become so powerful, not to mention the body in front of him, which was the top ten demon generals of the ancient demon clan before his death. one.
"Those who broke into my demons area, die!"
In the center of the altar, the tall, scarlet figure lowered its head slightly, a pair of cold and unemotional eyes staring at Zhuo Bufan, and a sound of piercing the golden cracked stone suddenly sounded.
As the voice fell, the demon general protruded a broad blood palm and fell suddenly. In his eyes, Zhuo Bufan was nothing more than an ant that broke into his territory without authorization.
Congeal!
Zhuo Bufan's complexion was solemn, opened his lips, and let out a low cry.
The blazing golden-red rays of light bloomed on the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, forming an inverted sea bowl mask, which enveloped it.
The blood palm landed, before touching the mask, the strong wind had completely crushed the arc light, Zhuo Bufan’s pupils suddenly shrank, and dense red phosphorous appeared all over his body, and the true essence poured into his right fist crazily, and then aimed at the blood palm. , Detonated away.
Awning!
A very dull voice exploded.
An air wave spreads in a ring shape, lifting all the dust and gravel on the ground.
Huh...
Zhuo Bufan grabbed the ground with his feet, huge force poured into his arms, his body immediately violently shot backwards, and the ground was ‘grabbed’ by the soles of the feet to create two deep trenches.
"His arms are numb, and the true essence in the body has all collapsed..." Zhuo Bufan's pupils dilated and his face showed horror.
Although the demon general of the ancient demon clan was dead, the body and strength retained were not weakened. On the contrary, the practitioner broke into and died here, absorbed the power of the practitioner, and became more tyrannical.
Zhuo Bufan's dragon evil body is already comparable to the top-level ancient sacred body, and it is unexpected that in a hand-to-hand confrontation, it actually fell into a disadvantage. It is conceivable how terrifying the strength of this demon general.
Killing Xie Tian in the first place provoked the anger of the Shura realm master. If Jiang Chen hadn't secretly helped him, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of the ancestors of the Xie family.
Since his debut, Zhuo Bufan has never really played against a master-level powerhouse!
Raising his head, Zhuo Bufan looked at the tall blood shadow in the altar. Not only was he not afraid, but his black eyes shot out two fiery glows.
"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end!" Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and the star wheel revolved around, his body was like thunder, the majestic true essence roared out, and the whole person was immediately surrounded by evil spirits.
But the next moment, there was a scene that made Zhuo Bufan dumbfounded.
The demon general in the center of the altar was stunned, and even the palm of the blood was taken back. Instead, he knelt on the ground on one knee, and his dull voice sounded again: "My subordinates, I have seen Lord Nanzhu..."
"What's going on?" Zhuo Bufan was a little confused, looking at the demon general who knelt on one knee in surprise.
Then, Zhuo Bufan saw the space ring on his finger exuding a misty red glow, and a square black wooden sign flew out, floating in the air. The pattern on the wooden sign was obscure and complicated, emitting black light, as if it had some magical power.
This mysterious black card was obtained by Zhuo Bufan at the bottom of Huaqing Pond. It should have been left there by the master of Cangfeng Realm, and was finally obtained by Zhuo Bufan.
It's just that the black card is related to the ancient demon clan, which greatly exceeded Zhuo Bufan's expectation.
"Is this mysterious black card a token of the ancient demons?" Zhuo Bufan guessed in his mind that he could make the top ten demons so in awe. I'm afraid that this black card should belong to the four little ancient demons, and the Nanzhuang master in his mouth should be four. One of the little ancient demon.
"Gu Jiaying has been guarding here for a long time, and finally saw Lord Nanzhu. Now I can finally give all the treasures to Lord Nanzhu. My mission is completed!" The demon general in the center of the altar said slowly. There were some trills in the voice, with a sad, desolate, and unrepentant smell.
At the same time that these words were finished, the body of the demon general began to become blurred, like a vague twist of steam, and finally turned into countless demon energy and disappeared, and in the distance of the altar, there was a huge treasure chest, which was about two people high.
This is the treasure in the mouth of the demon general.
Zhuo Bufan didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse, and such a change actually took place, turning the danger into a breeze.
Later, he took the black card back to the space ring. This token belonged to the ancient demons, and might have other functions in the future.
The remaining obsession of the demon disappeared, and the whole person was transformed into nothingness and returned to heaven and earth. Zhuo Bufan didn’t know why the ancient demon clan invaded, but the demon general kept the obsession for the sake of the group and to protect the treasure. It makes Zhuo Bufan admire in his heart.
It was just that this admiration persisted for a second and disappeared. He had opened the treasure chest and was dumbfounded, completely stunned by the treasure in the treasure chest.
There are all kinds of magic weapons, weapons, medicines, and some exercises, heaven and earth treasures in the treasure chest...
Generally, practitioners put it in the space ring for convenience, but they didn't expect that the ancient demons would carry a box. This is similar to how some local tyrants like to put a lot of cash at home.
"Five life and death magic weapons..."
Rao is Zhuo Bufan with great concentration, but when he cleared the treasures in the treasure chest, his face twitched a few times.
The combined value of these treasures is definitely more than 10 million high-level meditation stones. Although the five life-and-death-level magic weapons are not as high as the Shura blood stab and the polar crystal fairy bow, they are after all the life-and-death-level magic weapons, and they are of the same value. Not cheap.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's eyes fell on the corner of the bottom of the treasure chest, lying on an unremarkable stone stick, saying that the stone stick was not very accurate, because the ‘stone stick’ was only about two feet, similar to a rolling pin.
The surface of the stone stick is engraved with dense and mysterious lines.
"The traces of Gu Mingwen!" Zhuo Bufan's eyes lit up and he felt his breath stagnate.
Although there is no peculiar thing about this'rolling pin', it is even far less powerful than the other life and death magic weapons with strong energy fluctuations, but Zhuo Bufan knows that things involving the ancient Ming pattern are extraordinary products.