Chapter 219 Remote

"It's not good!"

Tang Hongxuan knew that something was wrong when he saw Ye Tian wake up.

Sure enough, at this time, the dark demon king Jie sneered and took a picture with his withered left hand. Ye Tian, who was lying on the ground, was caught in the sky.

Tang Hongxuan was about to do something. When the Dark Demon King pushed his palm, Ye Tian was like a human-shaped shell and hit Tang Hongxuan.

"Old stuff!"

Tang Hongxuan snorted coldly and retreated repeatedly. At the same time, his left hand shot a light cyan spiritual force on Ye Tian and dragged Ye Tian's body, but his right hand was empty, and a broken gun appeared in his hand.

At this time, Tang Hongxuan suddenly felt a chill coming, and an extremely dangerous feeling surrounded his heart, making him sweat coldly behind his back.

Tang Hongxuan saw the cold and cruel smiling face of the Dark Demon King.

At this time, less than ten meters in front of Tang Hongxuan, a cold shining short thorn-shaped magic weapon was rapidly stabbing him.

"Ky, you can go to hell." The dark demon king's voice was originally harsh, and this time it was even more gloomy and horrible.

The short thorn used by the Dark Demon King is called Ghost Thorn, which is one of his most important and powerful treasures.

The ghost thorn is known for its speed and weirdness, and is the best treasure for sneak attack and assassination. And because it is a superb magic weapon, it must be self-evident in power.

It is also a magic weapon, but the magic weapon is in the hands of the monks in the Yuanying period and the monks in the Jindan period, and the power is very different.

Although the Jindan monk can exert all the power of the magic weapon, the purity and quantity of spiritual power are far from comparable to that of the Yuanying monks.

If the spiritual power of the Jindan monk is like a river, then the Yuanying monk is the sea. Think about the spiritual power of a river and a sea. If an attack is issued at the same time, the Yuanying monk can easily smash the attack of the Jindan monks.

Facing the nearby ghost thorn, Tang Hongxuan almost instinctively sacrificed an empty gun to block him.

The sound of gold and iron came.

Tang Hongxuan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body was attacked by ghosts so that he retreated dozens of steps. His hands holding the broken empty gun trembled and he was unconscious.

Tang Hongxuan looked at the ghost thorn that was flying back fearlessly. The power of this thing was so great that even he couldn't take it.

But fortunately, Tang Hongxuan hurriedly blocked the broken empty gun in front of him just now, just receiving the blow of the ghost thorn. Otherwise, if the ghost stabs his body, it will be the end of serious injury.

Fee the shock and restless qi and blood in his body, Tang Hongxuan is also extremely uncomfortable, but this is the time when he can't control the injury. He picked up the empty gun with one hand and went to kill the Dark Demon King.

At the same time, Tang Hongxuan has already put the Dragon Tripod on his chest. As long as the Dark Demon King attacks again, he can also use the Dragon Tripod to resist at any time.

The Dark Demon King thought that his ghost stabbing could hit Tang Hongxuan hard this time, but he did not expect that Tang Hongxuan would take it off in good condition, which surprised the Dark Demon King and was a little tricky at the same time.

The Dark Demon King was seriously injured and could not use the spiritual fighting method in his body, and his blow just now also consumed a lot of his strength. Now it is a little difficult to launch such a sharp attack just now.

"Magic Treasure!"

However, when the Dark Demon King was ready to make up his mind to use the killer mace again, he saw the dark empty gun in Tang Hongxuan's hand.

The Dark Demon King was shocked this time.

When it comes to magic treasures, we have to mention what happened hundreds of thousands of years ago.

At that time, there were demons on the continent, and the magic weapons they used were called magic weapons. In fact, the power of the magic treasure is comparable to that of the magic weapon, but the magic treasure can only be used by the demon clan.

As early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, the demon clan had disappeared on this continent, and some skills and magic weapons of the demon clan also disappeared.

Now around hundreds of thousands, not many people know the existence of demons and magic treasures.

Of course, the Dark Demon King is an outsider.

The kung fu practiced by the Dark Demon King is magic skills. Of course, the magic skills he practiced are also the skin of the magic skills of the demon clan, but are adapted from the kung fu of the human cultivation world, so it cannot be completely called magic skills.

By chance, the Dark Demon King learned about the existence of the demon clan in an expedition and got some inheritance of the demon clan.

The reason why the Dark Demon King did not die in the face of the siege of dozens of Yuanying monks is that he was able to save his life by practicing some magic secrets.

And the Dark Demon King saw the magic treasure he had coveted for a long time in Tang Hongxuan's hand, and of course, he was shocked.

However, the power of the dark demon king of the magic treasure is clear, especially whether the magic treasure that has been circulating for hundreds of thousands of years is still a strong and unusual treasure. The dark demon king knows that he can never do anything about this broken gun in Tang Hongxuan's hand.

So the Dark Demon King began to want to escape, but it is completely impossible to see such a treasure as an empty gun in the future, and the Dark Demon King is reluctant to give up the empty gun.

But the Dark Demon King's internal injury has shown signs of worsening at this time. If he does not stop at this time, he may have to wait hundreds of years to recover from his injury.

"Jior, you are good at it. Let's take a look at my move."

The dark demon king Jie smiled and made a strange seal with one hand, and a thick black fog flew out of his fingertips.

After the black fog flew away from the palm of the dark demon king, it turned into a bat-like monster, opening its blood basin mouth, revealing its fangs, and biting Tang Hongxuan with its teeth and claws.

"What?" Tang Hongxuan's heart was puzzled, and the body that killed the Dark Demon King also stopped. He can feel that this bat-like monster does not have much fighting power. At most, it is only equivalent to a second-order monster, but the attack made by a Yuanying monk like the Dark Demon King is so powerful?

So Tang Hongxuan stabbed the bat-like monster with his whole body strength.

Puff.

"Well, what's going on?"

To Tang Hongxing's surprise, the broken empty * did not feel any low level on the bat-like monster. The broken empty gun easily smashed the bat-like monster, and a black smoke scattered out, making Tang Hongxuan a few feet dark.

"Jie Jie, junior, I am injured today. I don't care about you, but I will come to you." At this time, the harsh voice of the Dark Demon King came from the sky.

"No, this old guy is fighting east and west!"

Tang Hongxuan came to his senses at this time. Just now, the Dark Demon King just used a blindfold method to escape.

At this time, Tang Hongxuan had a hatred in his heart. If he had just taken action decisively, maybe the Dark Demon King might have been taken down by him.

Tang Hongxuan thought that he missed the storage bag of a Yuanying monk, and his heart was full of fire. Looking at the direction of the disappearance of the Dark Demon King, his eyes were even more murderous.

And hundreds of miles away from the magic island, a figure shrouded in black air is rapidly flying towards the sky.

This man is the Dark Demon King who has just escaped from the Demon Hunting Island.

At this time, there was a trace of gray on the withered face of the Dark Demon King, and there was a trace of dark red blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Well, boy, when I recover from my injury, I will peel you and let you taste all kinds of pains in the world." As he spoke, the Dark Demon King spit out a mouthful of dark red blood again, and his face was even worse, and even his flying shield light began to slow down.

The Dark Demon King seemed to escape easily on the Demon Hunting Island just now, but he used a kind of secret skill of the demon clan - sacrificial art.

Sacrifice is to use your own blood as a guide to stimulate the secret technique to escape a hundred miles in an instant.