Magic practitioners are always very powerful, but they are extremely unstable in practice. The more difficult it is for later practitioners to practice, the more likely they are to be possessed by demons.
In general, few people practice magic practitioners. However, when many friars practice, the heart demons invade, leading to their own demons, and even merge the heart demons into demons.
"Die!"
At this time, Bai Xiaobei was no longer a month ago. The sword of the tide rain swallow was more than twice as strong as before. The big sea swallows directly transformed into tides. The swallows mingled with the tides sometimes cut through the tides, and at any time they would kill the mendicant together with the tide.
The devil cultivator didn't expect that Bai Xiaobei was a sword cultivator, and his hand was so decisive. At the same time, he found that the flying sword in Bai Xiaobei's hand was a sword of ancient treasure level. He was shocked and quickly offered a small magic flag.
"You want to die! Blood devil, kill him
The devil cultivator was very angry. He had killed several monks in the foundation construction period. He would have broken through to the foundation if he had not been special in his skills. Even if he had the ancient treasure of Zhuji sword, he would not be afraid.
A blood mist flashed out from the small magic flag, and a blood red magic shadow roared from it, and bravely rushed to the tide swifts which turned into huge waves.
In the past, there were friars who wanted to kill him in the later period of foundation building, but they also let him use the blood devil head to kill him. The blood devil head is a kind of demon head, which is hard to be erased. Even if it is a defective product, it can not be destroyed by the foundation building monk.
The tide swifts smashed the blood mist, and the sword was so powerful that the practitioners could not help but be surprised, but the tide swifts did not stop the blood devil head.
"Spirit body? Give me the spirit body, you are looking for death! Send the general
Bai Xiaobei looks at the bloodthirsty virtual shadow blood devil head, and his eyes suddenly brighten. The blood demon head contains powerful power, which is enough to suppress him. However, the blood devil head is a spirit body.
Holding lingjue in hand, the huge Golden Shadow quickly condenses behind Bai Xiaobei. After a long time of not using it, the body condenses again, and a ferocious face can be seen.
The monk, who was preparing to sacrifice the spirit weapon to assist the blood demon head, felt a panic and was shocked. He knew that this was the emotion of his blood devil's hair.
"How can the blood demon head be afraid? Do you feel wrong? "
The mender quickly thought that he felt wrong and that the blood devil head was hard to erase. Although his blood demon head was condensed by secret arts and a large number of souls and evil Qi, even his elder brother could not erase his blood devil head.
The next scene made his whole body cold, and the blood devil head was directly penetrated by several strangling wires. In a short breath, he lost contact with the blood devil head.
You know, this is the product of his blood refining, and also the spiritual tool of his own life.
As long as the soul is enough, the little magic flag will reach the level of magic weapon sooner or later. After reaching the magic level, his blood demon head can be called the real blood devil head. But now, how can he be so easily disconnected?
The large mouthful of blood essence was spit out uncontrollably, and the small magic flag was directly dim. The level of the small magic flag that lost the spirit quickly fell to the level of the top spirit tool.
For the middle-aged man who vomites a large amount of blood, he quickly draws a lot of blood from the old man.
The strength of the demon mender also fell from the Qi refining great circle to the eighth level of the gas refining. The decline was so large that Bai Xiaobei was surprised by the magnitude of the decline, which made the mender useless.
At the same time, a seal was put on the head of the blood devil. The head of the blood demon was paralyzed and had no threat.
"Cough You Give me back Blood Blood devil head... "
The mender is still coughing up blood. He is usually in a good mood. He didn't expect such a rapid change. He couldn't accept it.
Bai Xiaobei came to the mender and looked at the corpse behind him and said, "you need to go and bury them. Don't think about your blood demon head. I'll destroy it later."
Bai Xiaobei has already felt that he can destroy the blood demon head which will be subdued by Guling. After all, this is not a magic baby. Even if it is a demon baby, he can also drain the demon baby.
"I am a high-ranking cultivator. Why should I be buried with these ants?" he said angrily? Don't be kidding. Didn't you kill me for what's on me? I can give you everything I have on me! "
Some of the North's funerary men are surprised that they don't want to kill Xiaobai.
Bai Xiaobei looked at the mender. There was a storage bag around his waist. The well-informed Bai Xiaobei saw that it was just a top-grade storage bag. He immediately disdained him and said, "I don't care about your things. Let's die."
There is no chance for the mender at all. Bai xiaobeize swift instantly turns into a sword light and cuts to the mender.
"Wait, wait! Ma Yi, I can't kill you
At the same time, he quickly crushed a jade Rune in his hand, and a purple and golden light suddenly shrouded him."Click!"
It's just a general defense jade rune. How can you resist daze swift? Daze swiftlet cuts directly on the mender.
There was no time to dodge, but only managed to avoid the key. The magician immediately screamed, and his arm and a thigh were directly cut down.
Bai Xiaobei didn't expect that the mender still had the strength to resist. With a backhand sword, he directly cut the devil's neck.
The mender looked at Bai Xiaobei with resentment and roared: "the blood spirit haunts the soul..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Xiaobei cut off the head of the mender. Looking at the bloody cultivator, Bai Xiaobei tried to endure the discomfort.
I used to kill two monks who robbed them, but I was quick. After killing, I jumped into the ice cave without even seeing time. This time, I experienced it.
The monk's head fell to the ground, but he didn't die. Instead, he stared at Bai Xiaobei and said, "you can't run, you can't run. The blood spirit haunts the soul. Elder brother will revenge me!"
With that, the head of the mender quickly decayed, and at the same time, the corpse of the mender was rotting, and a reddish shadow slowly emerged.
"What? Soul? Not good
Bai Xiaobei didn't think that there was a soul coming out. He didn't dodge for the first time. He directly let his soul cover him. At the same time, Bai Xiaobei felt that his soul had more things.
After a quick check, Bai Xiaobei was surprised that there was a bloody shadow on his body, and he was entangled with his soul at the same time.
Thinking of the time when the mendicant died, Bai Xiaobei tried to get rid of the soul. However, whether it was the sword or the soul, he felt as if he touched his own soul, which made him miserable.
At the same time, Bai Xiaobei feels that his action is hindered, and he wants to leave here. As a result, this soul clings to his soul and prevents his actions.
Green snake sea area, the sea bottom world.
In the secret place, a gray and white figure sat there quietly with a small black and white sword on his chest.
Gray white silver hair figure, a body of hemp clothes, face emaciated, slender body, the body exudes fierce breath.
Suddenly, the gray figure opened his dark eyes, and suddenly stood up. His figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared in the secret place in an instant.
Bai Xiaobei quickly took out Hun Kui's voice stone. When he learned that the blood spirit haunting the soul was a kind of death mark, his face changed. He remembered that he said that his elder brother would come to avenge him.
Is his big brother called around here?
Hunku unless urgent, let him quickly find master guard, and told himself to go, about four or five days to be able to fly, hunku urgent let Bai Xiaobei feel bad.
"How to dispel the spirit of blood? I can't get rid of this soul even by my restraint. "
Bai Xiaobei is also anxious. The soul is wrapped around him like a living person, which limits his soul.
Hun Kui's reply was very quick, and the news let Bai Xiaobei scold him for his bad luck. The blood spirit haunting soul can disappear in the past three hours or so. During this period, it is difficult to separate unless there is a strong cultivation master.
The little monk of straw hat is still crying, and he doesn't know that he is here. If he can go back to the sect quickly, he may be able to bring haoranfu here in time, so that he can have his life guaranteed.
It's too far away from the little monk of straw hat. It's estimated that when the little monk found himself, he would have arrived three hours ago. He might have died here.
After a while, Bai Xiaobei calmed down and continued to send a few messages to Heimer Ke, but he still didn't reply. This makes Bai Xiaobei strange. Do you know that a master of this level will not notice his message?
After checking his storage bracelet, Bai Xiaobei finds that he is not strong enough, but he has many treasures. When he sees Qingyuan, Bai Xiaobei has a plan in mind.
Bai Xiaobei has never refined the top-level ancient treasure given to him by sinomeni. At the same time, Bai Xiaobei also has the inheritance of the master of fighting lingzhi and has never practiced it. Bai Xiaobei has experienced a weakened combat Lingzhi master. He is still a combat Lingzhi master who has not much spiritual power.
As for Qingyuan, heimerke has said that this treasure is good.
For three hours, Bai Xiaobei didn't know whether he could refine it or not, but there was nothing else he could do at this time. He could only take out Qingyuan and Qingyuan jade slips and quickly check them out. Now he is chasing the duck on the shelf, and has no choice.
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