Chapter 830 Swallowing Baby

"No! No. Although this demonized body is not as good as my body, it seems that you are not a low-level monk. I will sacrifice your blood first!" "The Marquis of Nanlong" said gloomily.

The black gas on his face was three points thicker than just now, and a pair of silver-white eyes were extremely cold, staring at the old man like a dead man without blinking. And the old man's heart was cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, the "Nanlong Marquis" moved his body and brought out a series of phantom remnants, and the man rushed to the old man, no nonsense and did not want to say anything more.

The old man surnamed Lu was so scared that he wanted to get out of the stone wall, but it was too late. The other party moved so fast that he came to the front almost in an instant, like a ghost, and a black-wrapped claw had been inserted straight into the old man's head.

The old man was in a hurry, so he had to cross his heart, his whole body flashed with white light, and poured all his mana into the fiery red veil.

Suddenly, the red light curtain in front of him soared half a foot high. The black claw was inserted fiercely under the expressionless eyes of the "Nanlong Marquis".

The strange sound of "Zila" came. The light curtain is dazzling. In the old man's fear, the ghost claw finally stopped after going deep into the light curtain.

Seeing this, the old man was relieved, and the blood color on his face recovered a little. No matter how bright his body flashed, he would drive the protective light to break out of these hard and iron-like forbidden stone walls.

On the opposite side of "Nanlonghou", the corners of his mouth tilted slightly. Showing a trace of sarcasm.

A loud noise came, and Nanlonghou waved his other arm and hit the red light curtain.

The old man just released the inspiration of his body, and under the shock, somehow most of it immediately collapsed.

When the old man was stunned and did not understand the other party's intention, Nanlonghou's arm suddenly twitched deep into the light curtain. Hit it with the same lightning-like punch.

The light curtain shook again, and the remaining protective light on the old man's body was also hit by this. It's scattered and clean. At the same time, his body sank and fell into the stone wall again.

"It's not good!"

As soon as the old man surnamed Lu saw this scene, he finally remembered it, and his face changed greatly. He hurriedly shook the white magic flag in his hand and wanted to sacrifice the treasure.

But "Nanlonghou" waved his two fists and punched one punch after another in a hurry, giving the old man no chance to sacrifice the Dharma flag. Each punch just injected half of the aura that the old man had just entered the flag. The hard blow dispersed, and the faster the attack, the stronger and stronger, and the rumbling sound was endless.

The old man was so stunned that he wanted to use other secret skills, but half of his mana was scattered. It is impossible to gather mana at all.

In this way, Lu Weiyingkong had a great mana and magic power. He was trapped in the stone wall and could not use any of it. He could only look at the red light curtain in front of him. It became thinner and lighter, and his face showed despair.

The old man surnamed Lu's face was pale and terrible. After he looked at the silver eyes of "Nanlong Marquis" coldly, he had a cold war in his heart.

There is no doubt that if so in the end, he must have broken the treasure. The end of being smashed into meat sauce.

Thinking of this, the old man gritted his teeth in his heart and suddenly shouted. The white glow flashed above his head, and a Yuan Ying, who looked exactly like the old man, suddenly appeared at the cover of the sky. This Yuanying looked a little panicked, but she hugged the blue sword with both hands.

Almost at the same time, the sound of cracking came from the light curtain of Haoyang Sha Gubao.

Yuanying's last hesitation also disappeared. It suddenly stamped its feet. Yuanying disappeared in place and appeared directly at the entrance the next moment. Then Yuanying had to escape the sword into the channel. Run for your life.

But at this moment. A strange scene appeared.

"Nanlonghou" still turned his back to the entrance and did not seem to respond, but the robe on his back burst in an instant. Let the back turn red, and a grimace exactly like the door of the blood spell appeared. The closed eyes suddenly existed on it, which was just like the real thing.

The ghost face suddenly opened its eyes, revealing the same silver-white eyes. At the same time, a purple shadow flashed, as if spewing out of his mouth.

At this time, the old man Yuanying had just said that the flying sword in his arms was thrown out, and he was about to fly up and run away desperately with this magic weapon. However, he seemed to hear the wind in his ears, and then he felt a heat in his mind, and there was a burst of protruding out between his eyebrows and a

Yuan Ying only stared at the long strips between her eyes. After a moment, a sharp cry came out, and then it lost its strength in an instant. It fell from the air and fell to the ground motionless.

At this time, if there were other monks next to him, you could see that a long purple strip with a thin thumb stretched out from the grimace to the back of Yuan Ying's head, and then stretched out a ruler from the front of the eyebrows.

It looks like a grimace. But for such a long time, it's really weird.

When the grimace saw Yuan Ying fall to the ground, he smiled ferociously. The long-tongued beast shrank its mouth and rolled the old Yuan Ying into his mouth. After chewing a few times, he swallowed it directly. Then the grimace slowly closed his eyes with a look of satisfaction. At this time, "Nanlong Marquis" finally turned around. He looked at the blue sword that lost its master with a blank face, and a sharp flashed. He grabbed it with his backhand and took out the heart of the body of the old man surnamed Lu. Then gently pinch it, and the heart turned into a blood mist all over the sky.

This body is alive and made a decision.

After all this, "Nanlonghou" glanced at this place with no expression, and then turned into a mass of black gas and flew into the channel.

A moment later, he appeared at the bottom of the pool. After looking up at several unattended magic arrays, a sneer appeared on his face and flew directly to the surface of the pool.

In a cup of tea, the figure of "Nanlong Marquis" appeared on a stone mountain. Floating more than a hundred feet above the mountain, looking around.

Flying so high, it naturally touched the prohibition of Falling Devil Valley. Countless blood-red lightning kept falling from the air, all aimed at this person.

But before these lightnings were close to the front of the "Nanlong Marquis", they all suddenly turned around and flashed around. Let him be as safe and sound as Mount Tai in the midst of many lightning and thunder.

"Nanlonghou" looked at the environment around for a long time. I finally recognized the direction. He suddenly looked at a certain direction and narrowed his eyes slightly, and the silver light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he turned into a black gas, shot through the air, and soon disappeared in the sky without a trace.

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At this time, in the basin, Wei Wuya, the owner of the ghost gate, and others were fighting on the edge of the altar, looking up at the almost boundless ladder, with a surprised face.

I should have been here a long time ago. But when it was more than ten miles close to the altar, a wide range of prohibitions began to appear. This ban must be broken to move forward.

As a result, this delay naturally took more than half a day, and they came to the altar.

Now that they are close, they can see clearly that although the altar looks magnificent, they don't know how long it has been built. Not only are there all kinds of weeds on the stairs, but also some places have begun to be dilapidated.

"Go! As long as you reach the top of the altar. We can find traces of the Lingmiao Garden and find a way to get in. According to the remnant soul, the entrance of the spiritual garden is here. After a long time, the owner of the ghost door finally opened his mouth to urge. Then he stepped forward a few steps and stepped on the altar first.

But immediately the owner of the ghost door couldn't help cursing loudly, which made the others stunned.

"Everyone! There are other prohibitions on this ladder. It seems that it is not easy to climb to the top of the altar. Looking at the ladder that could hardly see the edge above, the owner of the ghost door with yellow lights around him gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

When Wei Wuya heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although he didn't care about the prohibition, in this way, the group of them walked to the top of the altar and had to drag back. This made Wei Wuya feel helpless.

In fact, not only Wei Wuya, but also other people's faces are not much better. After the existence of Lingyuan, these people have long been focusing on it and are impatient with the recent prohibitions.

"Let's go!" Wang Tiangu sighed. Immediately after that, he also stepped on the ladder. The yellow light flashed nearby, and I suddenly felt that my body was heavy. The shoulders are as heavy as a thousand pounds.

At this time, the rest of the people also stepped on the stairs and encountered the same situation. Among them, Wei Wuya didn't move and seemed to care at all. And the three ghost disciples of Jiedan trembled a few times and turned pale.

The group slowly wanted to climb to the top of the altar.

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"Is this the candle fruit?" Han Li was in an oasis covered by the forbidden land. He looked at a green lake in front of him and muttered.

Outside the ban is the boundless color of earth and yellow, which is a huge desert with tens of thousands of miles.

"No, it's definitely the result. No matter the shape or the mark, it is this spirit!" Ziling stood a distance on Han Li's side and said with a trace of excitement. A pair of bright eyes flashed and looked at the green lake in front of him without blinking.

In the middle of the lake in front of the two people, there is a small piece of silt out of the water, where there is a green spiritual grass.

This grass is several feet high, full of thumb-sized oval leaves, and at the top of the grass, there are four strange fruits alone.

These fruits are red all over, thin and wide at the top, with a faint red light on the top, just like a red candle lit on the candlestick, and exuding a strong fragrance of medicine.

Han Li was also sure that this thing was the fruit of the spiritual candle. When he heard Ziling's words, he just smiled.

"I'm going to pick this fruit. There are many dreams in the provincial night. Ziling took a deep breath, twisted his head, and said to Han Li.

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