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Chapter 143 Magic Weapon, Goodbye(1/3)

Chapter 143 Magic weapon, goodbye Ying Wuya

Author: Lingling Lingling Lingling

Chapter 143 Magic weapon, goodbye Ying Wuya

Ying Wuya was chased by a demon cultivator in the half-step Golden Pill realm?

A flash of light flashed in Zhang Limu.

Ying Wuya can fight even in the Golden Elixir realm with the power of Buddha's Relics.

But this Tang Sanji is the direct elite of the Qingmo Sect and is one of the strong leaders of the team leader of Wangzhou this time.

The Qingmo Sect is the top powerful force in Wanmo State, including at least three earth immortal demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm, as well as several powerful people in the mid- and late stages of the Golden Elixir Realm.

Tang Sanji is the inheritor of a demon cultivator in the Earth Immortal Realm. He has a magic treasure of spiritual weapon level in his hand.

Zhang Li had the Yunze Bagua Mirror in his hand, and he understood how powerful the power of such treasures could be.

A strong man in the half-step Golden Pill realm can directly fight with the powerful man in the third level of Golden Pill with the help of the power of spiritual weapons.

Zhang Li saw from Peng Teng, the memory of the Wuyin Gate devoured by the spirit of the weapon, that Tang Sanji had attacked with that spiritual weapon, fought with a major cultivator of the third level of the Golden Pill, and finally got a draw.

"I heard from Junior Brother Peng Teng that Ying Wuya seemed to have a strong combat power, and he almost didn't come back." Zhang Li whispered, with a hint of lightness in his words.

"This guy is amazing, but Tang Sanji is not alone. There is also the Rakshasa Taoist from the Sanming Demon Sect hiding behind."

An envy flashed across the face of the speaking demon cultivator.

Although the Wuyin Sect is valued by various sects in Wanmozhou, it is only a means to be driven.

Unlike the Qing Demon Sect and the Sanming Demon Sect, because the two sides are of equal strength, they are united in a strong manner.

The people from the Mist Hidden Sect had no chance of being looked at by the eyes before these sects.

The Rakshasa Taoist from the Sanming Demon Sect and the old demon cultivator in the Golden Dan Realm.

The Sanming Demon Sect is also a sect of Wanmozhou, and its strength is not much lower than that of the Qingmo Sect.

Yes, without such strength, it is impossible to directly investigate Wangzhou.

"So that's it..." Zhang Li whispered softly, then let go of these things and slowly poked out his hand.

"Look at it, are there any broken bones here?"

The two demon cultivators had no doubts and stretched out their hands.

At this moment, two blue-gray demonic auras suddenly locked the bodies of the two, and then a blue sword aura flashed away.

The two of them widened their eyes, their breath continued to decline, but they could not even make a sound.

Two demon cultivators, one of the foundation building realm and the other one of the foundation building half-step, were killed directly with one sword!

The power of the spirit clone is imprisoned, the sharpness of the sword weapon transformed by the magic weapon Yunze Bagua Mirror, as well as the martial arts power, sword cultivators, and close-fitting attacks.

This instant sword showed Zhang Li's exquisite skills and the power of the treasure.

Whether it is a treasure or a method of protecting Taoism, even on Yunlan Mountain, few people can have it.

Before he knew it, Zhang Li had already gained the combat power beyond the vast majority of the elders in Yunlan Dao Sect.

The two demon cultivators were killed with one sword, and the clone of the weapon spirit turned into thick fog to wrap all three bodies.

When the thick fog dissipated, there were only three magic weapons left in front of me, as well as some scattered spirit stones and pills.

At this time, the magic clock spirit clone that had devoured the bodies and souls of the three demon cultivators had already solidified.

If the spirit clone of the weapon returns to the body of the Demon-Swinging Bell and stimulates the power of the Demon-Swinging Bell, it can directly suppress all practitioners below the fifth level of the Golden Pill.

If it is just out of the body, the power of the instrument spirit is worse, and it can only suppress enemies at about the fifth level of foundation building.

Of course, the body of the spirit of the weapon has no life or death. Only when the devouring power is exhausted will it disappear quietly. Otherwise, it will be able to fight forever.

The biggest method of the Demon-Slaying Clock Spirit is actually not fighting, but after continuous devouring, the suppressed cultivation will become stronger and stronger.

If you can devour the Golden Elixir Realm, you will have the strength of the Golden Elixir Realm. If you devour the Nascent Soul Realm, you will naturally be able to suppress the Nascent Soul.

Or through continuous accumulation, you will eventually have strong enough strength.

This is how the original Demon Swinging Bell accumulated powerful power.

Unfortunately, all the accumulations in the Demon-Slaying Bell were eventually taken away by the Demon Huan Master.

However, if the accumulation of the demon-slaying clock spirit was not taken away, Zhang Li would probably not have the ability to subdue it.

Put away the magic treasures, pills and other objects scattered in front of him, and Zhang Li stood up and left.

All the people from the Mist Hidden Sect here have been killed, and it is meaningless to stay here.

As he walked slowly, Zhang Li's heart was shaken.

If these demon cultivators of the Mist Hidden Sect who were killed today fight head-on, it will not be difficult to defeat them, but it is impossible to kill them all.

With the ability of the Mizuho Gate, it is easy to escape.

Now, with the help of the Demonic Aura Demon Bell, he quietly killed these people from the Mist Hidden Sect.

Moreover, devouring these demon cultivators' souls and demonic energy, enhancing the strength of the spirit clone, can slowly transform into memories.

As long as the magic method is used properly, it may not be a way to protect the Tao.

Looking at the world ahead, Zhang Li felt his heart clear.

There shouldn’t be too many bonds when practicing.

The mind and nature must be firm.

After walking out of the cliff for a moment, the Heihu, who was resting not far away, stood up and ran.

According to the direction mentioned by the two disciples of the Wuyin Sect, Zhang Li guided the Black Tiger to run away.

In this earthly fairy world, Zhang Li dared not disperse his soul power and investigate all parties around him.

Soul Exploration, it would be fine if the opponent's strength is not as strong as you. If the soul is stronger than you, you can not only directly remember your soul breath, but also keep chasing and killing along the quietly left marks.

Most practitioners will not rashly use the power of their souls to investigate in strange places.

The black tiger walked forward and crossed a hill, and shouts and trembling sounds came from the front.

Standing on the hill, Zhang Li saw more than a dozen demon cultivators surrounding and killing a golden light.

Win Wuya.

At this time, Ying Wuya had already stimulated the power of Buddha's relic, and was full of Buddha's lights intertwined, standing in the circle of people, with each punch and a blow that could collapse the mountain.

Those demon cultivators did not dare to approach, and could only continue to harass them around.

Zhang Li, who was standing in the distance, could see clearly that there was a hazy magic light three feet away from Ying Wuya's body.

This is Tang Sanji's magic weapon, which directly obscures Ying Wuya's soul sensing.

Ying Wuya has Buddha Relics in his body, and his physical strength is strong, making the demon cultivators around him dare not approach him.

But his soul power is much worse than his physical power.

At this time, it was obvious that he had been suppressed by the power of the magic weapon and could not sense the person in front of him.

With power alone, you cannot hurt anyone.

On the contrary, those scattered demon cultivators took action from time to time, and one blow caused layers of golden light to Ying Wuya.

Without the power of Buddha Relics to protect you, Ying Wuya may have already died.

"kill--"

Ying Wuya roared and punched the empty place ahead.

The fist shadow turned into a long golden dragon, stirring ten feet of space in front of him.

Ying Wuya is not stupid. He knows that he has been shrouded in magic weapons and the sensing in front of him is illusory, so he takes action with such a huge consumption and powerful move.

Those demon cultivators didn't dare to get in front of them either.

The battle situation was a bit anxious.

But it is obvious that Ying Wuya’s loss is impossible to last for such a long time.

Zhang Li's aura was closed, and a faint demonic aura exposed was clearly the person from the Wuyin Sect.

Even if the demon cultivator there sensed him, he didn't care.

People from the Fog Hidden Sect had met them before and left.

In the eyes of the demon cultivator, the people from the Wu Hidden Sect are all cowards and they dare not take action head-on.

Of course, it is also useful. What the Demon Cultivation Sect values ​​is the timid and cautiousness of the Wuyin Sect.

Zhang Li stood on the hill and saw two of the demon cultivators who surrounded and killed Wuya, who obviously had profound cultivation.

One is a young man wearing light black half-body armor, holding a long knife in his hand, and his eyes are blood-colored.

The other one is a Taoist with a white-haired and green robe and a long gray banner in his hand.

On the long banner in the Taoist hand, there was a magic light gathering, condensed into a long claw, and grabbed Ying Wuya.
To be continued...
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