Murong Xianxian's sword energy not only cuts people, but also absorbs people's life essence. Mihuluo has been sealed for too long and the life essence is lost countless times, otherwise it would not have been ravaged by Murong Xianxian. But at this time, he did not dare to keep his trump card anymore, so as not to backfire.

“Duh!”

Mihuluo, who was still surrounded by the sword formation, suddenly let out a deep cry, and a purple blood mist sprayed out of his mouth, and disappeared into the vajra in his hand in a flash.

The vajra suddenly burst out a purple glow, buzzing, and a puff of purple air emanated from the pestle, forming a strange vortex, and the surrounding demonic energy surged towards the vortex.

"Well? Want to use the demonic energy to activate the full power of this vajra?" Murong Xianxian saw the other party's plan at a glance, knowing that Mihuluo was ready to take the last chance.

"Beidou. Stars gather in the clouds!"

Murong Xianxian remained silent and continued to use the sword formation to attack Mihuluo. She did not stop the opponent's movements. As long as he forced out his last trump card, it would not be harmful.

boom!

A loud bang came from the sword formation, and a terrible pressure rose from it, shattering the sword energy like a dragon.

Murong Xianxian was shocked, and while stabilizing the sword formation, he looked into the formation.

I saw the vajra quietly floating in front of Mihuluo, purple clouds soaring into the sky. On the surface of the vajra, there was a purple-gold pattern, which shone brightly and looked very similar to the dragon-shaped monster sealed in the pestle before.

A series of gloomy sneer came out of Mihuluo's mouth. His figure suddenly surged. He used the magic magic image of the demon again. The two heads on the side and the seven orifices sprayed out the magic fire. The sword energy was melted, and the four arms held demon soldiers and bombarded the sword meteors that shot towards him. The other two hands grabbed the vajra in their hands again.

"Roar~"

Just as the vajra was in hand, the dragon pattern on the pestle flickered like it was turning around, and a low roar sounded faintly. Murong Xianxian found that the speed of the gathering of demonic energy suddenly increased, and they all threw themselves into the vajra. At the same time, the color of the vajra began to turn purple and black. The dragon pattern on the pestle became more and more active. The surface of the vajra also emitted layers of black halos.

A terrifying aura emanated from the vajra, and Murong Xianxian's expression suddenly became solemn. On the one hand, it urged the sword formation and on the other hand, it was ready to defend.

"die!"

Mihuluo's eyes showed a cold and cruel murderous intent, and the huge magic image of the demon god flashed slightly, aiming at the location where Murong Xianxian was.

Murong Xianxian's eyes twitched slightly, and a strong warning wave surged in her heart. A heart-wrenching aura emanated from the magic of the demon. She felt like a grain of sand facing Mount Tai. She felt that she could be crushed into powder at any time.

Fairy!

Only immortals can release such powerful pressure!

When she knew that the other party was suppressed by Guanyin, she already suspected that the other party was an immortal. However, although Mihuluo spoke very loudly, it was only a few points better than ordinary Mahayana monks in the demon clan, and there was nothing surprising. So to a certain extent, Murong Xianxian looked down on this person and wanted to use the other party to sharpen herself.

However, now it seems that the other party has not used real magical powers before, but now it is the real strength.

At present, she either waited for death or used all her magic weapons and magical powers to fight against her... The former one is definitely not her personality; while the latter one, since the other party has revealed her true realm, the possibility of her fighting against her is really not high. If she is perfect in Mahayana, the power of the immortal weapon can be released most of the time, and there may be a chance, now...

But seeing that the other party not only released the pressure of the immortal, but also raised the vajra, she had no time to think of other means.

"No. The other party has been sealed for so many years, and it is rare to have this opportunity to get out of trouble. How could he have been with me for so long until he was unable to subdue himself with normal means before he released the pressure of the immortal. This is not in line with common sense. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. Could it be..." Murong Xianxian was in a hurry and suddenly had an inspiration in his mind. He felt that he had grasped something.

This was the face of Mihuluo on the opposite side, and the magic image of the demon raised the vajra high and smashed it down like a heavy object.

Boom~

Since he was practicing, the invincible sword formation suddenly shook violently, the nebula collapsed, and the seven flying swords were shaken up... This is the real way to break the formation with strength. In the face of absolute strength, if you lose, you will lose, and there is no trick at all.

Seeing this, Murong Xianxian was shocked. Although she could still enter the crystal world, that was the last step, but she would not be like this, as a last resort.

A clear light suddenly flew out from her eyebrows, and a jade bottle was transformed into a top of her head. At the same time, her figure once again transformed into the Cunti Dharma image. Sixteen magical instruments burst out with brilliant light to resist the powerful pressure released by the other party.

Then, a clear cloud suddenly erupted from the mouth of the bottle, and the glowing light sprinkled, covering Murong Xianxian and the Dharma Image.

"Clean glass bottle! Put it away quickly!" Mihuluo saw clearly the treasure bottle above Murong Xianxian's head. A look of fear appeared in the giant's eyes and roared.

At the same time, the pressure on his body was even stronger, and a purple fluctuation emanated from the vajra. Then a purple dragon clan roared out of the vajra and rushed towards Murong Xianxian.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sounds of the Sanskrit came from the mouth of the Dharma Image. The three Dharma eyes looked like torches, and sixteen magic weapons bombarded the dragon beast's figure one after another. Only a roar sounded continuously. In a blink of an eye, the dragon beast had appeared in front of Murong Xianxian.

"Roar~" Perhaps because he felt that he was sure to win, the dragon-shaped monster roared, poked a claw towards Murong Xianxian, and slapped it down with a 'huh'.

Almost at the same time, the first hand on both sides of the left and right sides of the Cunti Faxiang suddenly raised high, his fists were clenched, and a golden light shone on it, and it seemed that a rainbow-wrapped demon-subduing pestle appeared in his hand and smashed it down.

boom!

The demon-subduing pestle hit the dragon-shaped monster's head hard. After a scream, the dragon-shaped monster suddenly dissipated into strands of purple aura and quickly dissipated.

“Bold!”
Chapter completed!