Chapter 254, death of evil, burning the true flag

The existence on the opposite side did not respond to Zhu Peng's words, but looked at the constantly changing and burning purple fire on his body with a rather interesting look. It's a very interesting negative flame, eroding vitality, burning thoughts with extremely strong emotions. This kind of extremely pure flame, even I, can't beat them up without all my strength.

After a word, he slowly looked up. At this time, Han Minger's eyes were vivid, not like a puppet who was evilly surrendered by a wisp of powerful thoughts. Boy, you are very smart. Whether it's the previous swordsmanship or the words at this time, you want to delay the time and let the vitality of this body be burned out.

Papa, gently applauded. The next moment, 'Han Minger' disappeared, and only one sentence floated in the wind: "It is indeed a good way to beat the weak, but you also forced yourself to a situation where I had to kill. Whether such a scheme is your conceit and intelligence, or your arrogance and stupidity, I, Jiuwei Tianhu, will wait and see.

The crack was broken, and the strong force roared, but the slender jade fist carried the illustrious power to break everything. Zhu Peng's body was instantly blown up and scattered. Before the sky fox was slightly stunned, the ground under his feet suddenly exploded violently.

"Roar, Roar" The next moment, a huge nine-tailed steel sand beast appeared in front of the white-haired woman. Fake body? Good illusion. Nine-tailed demon cat, or earth attribute? When I went down the world last time, did I really "up" a lot of things? Why is my blood everywhere in the lower world?

She muttered to herself, regardless of the burning of the purple flame all over her body. She also clearly knew that if she did not completely solve the strange young man in front of her, he would never let herself have the opportunity to heal and remove the purple flame.

"It's really strange to say that. Even if the reputation of our extraterritorial seventy-two-pillar demon gods has not been obvious for thousands of years, with the power of my evil descent, how can anyone say nothing when I first came up and killed it with all my strength."

When she talked to herself indifferently, Zhu Peng had put out all his killing moves. He was deeply aware of what kind of existence this was in front of him. If it hadn't been that the time of doomsday had not really come, and the protective barrier of the earth and star still existed, then the heavenly demon god who came through this time did not need the body of evil surrender at all. Only by the mind of the soul, it may turn into an entity, and then kill yourself under one blow.

Take out the killer copper you have just sacrificed from the storage space, and burn the real flag. With a wave of your hand, the whole flag turns into a large piece of black fire, and then spread it on the nine-tailed demon cat under Zhu Peng's feet like a brocade. This change makes the iron-gray demon cat turn into a black fire in an instant. Only a dark and burning demon.

This flame burning the true flag is one of the two forbidden spells forcibly erred by Mr. Zhu Yun from the Li family just before Zhu Peng walked the Heianling. Zhu Peng has been using the flexible sacrifice method for a long time. Whether it is the Shura gourd or the rapid progress of the puppet ten machines, it has nothing to do with this evil art. Although the process is difficult and bloody, the effect is really unspeakable.

And this dark flame burning true flag is also ordinary, not to mention all kinds of precious materials. The most important thing is that this demon weapon requires a lot of blood and water life to be sacrificed and christened before it can really take shape. Moreover, the more advanced the life used for sacrifice, the stronger the baptismal weapon will be. To a certain extent, it can be said that the power is not capped. Of course, this is also because in this era of the end of the Dharma, no one can sacrifice this magic weapon to the extreme.

Zhu Peng attaches great importance to this magic weapon, so not only the composition materials selected are the best, most expensive and practical, but also the blood sacrifice goals selected are also very powerful: "Korean males." During the blood sacrifice, Zhu Peng once gave a very strict order. If it were not for the Han man with true spiritual blood, he would rather postpone the blood sacrifice than ensure the quality of baptism.

In this way, the forming speed and difficulty of the magic weapon naturally slowed down greatly, but after the real formation, the power and spirituality also reached a frightening level. After Zhu Peng cast the spell, the flag tossed the black flame, covering the body of the nine-tailed demon cat, unexpectedly faintly turned into a dark nine-tailed demon fox behind it, although However, it is vague and unrealistic. But who are they present? No one can see that it is a little Taoist spirit that has changed from a large number of blood sacrifices.

"Okay, okay, okay." With three good words in a row, Han Minger was so angry that he was happy. "It's really good for a courageous man to dare to use this kind of evil magic weapon sacrificed with my pulse and blood in front of me."

After saying a word, his feet collapsed, and Han Ming could no longer maintain calmness and calmness. Even if it was the existence of evil, Han Ming's feelings for the clan still vaguely affected her. At this moment, under the guidance of many reasons, he was really angry.

"Will it still be affected by the lurking soul and emotions? That is to say, I have a better chance of winning. After saying to himself, the sword came out of the sheath. Completely beyond Han Ming's expectation, Zhu Peng did not dodge obscene procrastination tactics behind the big demon at all, but jumped head-on before the sword, which was a fierce sword.

"The combination of human and beasts, nine tails, don't let me down." In the escape, the purple soul in Zhu Peng's eyes was still turning crazily. His faint cold words came to the ears of the two nine tails in the back of his body. He didn't know who he was talking to, or both of them?

"Cry, chop, chop, chop, chop." The sound of the sword and the sword echoed in the night sky, controlling the existence of Han Ming. She also knew that her physical condition was not good at this time and was not suitable for fighting hard, so she actually took out a wide spiritual sword from the storage space, with three fingers wide, and there was a prominent dragon climbing. Between her hands, the sword was exquisite. Li, who took out her sword in the air and took off her hand, didn't know how much better she was than the monks of this era.

Swordsmanship is originally higher to the higher level, the more unspeakable and amazing it is. For example, the monks under the nine layers of qi refining can only hold swords, and there are few eight layers of qi refining with excellent practice or special skills, or they can barely control the sword vertically and horizontally, but it is just a simple vertical and horizontal sting, which is absolutely exquisite. But as soon as you build the foundation and learn the real operation of the royal sword, it is really different. The role of swordsmanship is often higher than the sword. Under the same cultivation, a clever swordman holds a magic sword, which can also seal the throat of a monk holding a spiritual sword in the front of him, and even cut off his head.

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