Chapter 30 Sanyuan Period

In the south of the gorge border area, in a small valley not far from the north of the cold city.

Because it is a night controlled by the white ceiling, the valley is very quiet. Most of the creatures are asleep, and there are only some low insect sounds from nocturnal insects.

Suddenly, there was a glimmer of light in the open space in the valley, accompanied by strange ultra-high frequency sound waves. Those monsters who woke up in their dreams burst out deafening roars and rushed to the valley, and the unknown valley seemed to come back to life in an instant.

The arrogant demonstration of the warcrafts soon encountered their unimaginable hard stones. A curved pale yellow halo appeared in the open space in the valley. From the halo, a fairy-looking but frost beauty stepped out. The humble IQ of the monsters made them feel unspeakable fear. This woman was Jie Dan The monk.

After the frost beauty came out, she turned around and saluted the halo: "Uncle Xiong, Uncle Li, we fell down."

The two Yuanying monks stepped out with a smile, and the huge spiritual pressure spread everywhere. The monsters in the dense forest did not even have the power of fear, and all of them collapsed on the ground and trembled, waiting for death to come.

Twenty years later, the South Fairy Hall opened the door again. Lin Aixin, who died in a disaster, actually found the path between the fairyland and the earth, and confirmed that the limit effect of the Fairy Hall on high-level monks had failed. She invited two Yuanying monks who claimed to be the most powerful from the middle courtyard to wash the earth with blood.

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The ice burst and turned into tens of millions of small ice creams. These ice creams did not fall to the ground, but floated quietly in the air. Wang Xiaohu was overjoyed. He stretched out his finger and touched an ice cream. The ice cream immediately turned into a cold current and entered his body. He instantly felt that his strength became stronger.

This is power, a precious legacy left by the death of demons. As long as these ice creams are completely absorbed, Wang Xiaohu can certainly evolve into a real demon that even Yuanying monks have to avoid.

Wang Xiaohu happily stretched out his hand to the second ice cream.

Suddenly, a red needle roared at Wang Xiaohu from the edge of the sky. His face changed, and a black air flew out in front of his palm to get rid of the red needle, but the red needle trembled strangely, like a flexible snake dodged the black gas and stabbed Wang Xiaohu's eyebrows.

"Oh, what a strong control" Wang Xiaohu's face flashed with a solemnity. His hands were raised, and a huge black whirlpool emerged. The fast fan of all the lines of the red needle. Then his hands suddenly closed, and there was a muffled sound in the air, and the red needle was killed by him.

Just as he was about to smile, Zhang Xiaohu felt a danger approaching. A large amount of black money naturally appeared in the back of his head. He only heard two poofs, and two red needles inserted from the rear were blocked.

"Is he here?" As soon as Wang Xiaohu thought of this, he found a red cloud flying in the sky in the distance. Speaking slowly, the red cloud wrapped Wang Xiaohu in a blink of an eye. Tens of millions of flying swords as small as embroidered needles buzzed, and a young man in a blue shirt and a long coat fell from the sky.

Lin Xiulan's pupils suddenly narrowed, and an uncontrollable anger broke out in her eyes. She roared like an animal, stretched out her bent right hand and pointed to the young man, and shouted desperately, "Luo Han... Luo Han... Ah... Little tiger, tear him!"

Luo Han frowned. He didn't expect that the demon doll of those years had almost evolved into a real demon today. He was too lazy to talk to Wang Xiaohu. As soon as he grabbed his finger, the thousands of fire swords incarnated by the Red Dragon Sword suddenly contracted. At the same time, the electric flimb of firestone in Luo Hanna's bag flew out of the black toad seal, a The transparent imageless seal quietly fell on Wang Xiaohu's head, and the more powerful Kirin beast also rushed out and spit out two red flame lotuses, sealing Wang Xiaohu's retreat.

In the face of demons, Luo Han did not dare to be careless and came up with all his strength.

"Hahaha... Luo Han... You are still as ruthless as before. Don't you mean to show any mercy when you meet your old friends... Haha!" Wang Xiaohu's strange laughter broke out in the red sword fog, and a thick ink-like black smoke suddenly burst out.

A feeling of extreme danger hit. Luo Han quickly pulled Xiaoyue and Tang Ruonan back hundreds of meters. On the way, he also protected the dying Qi Hongwei. As for the number of disciples, he was unable to take care of them.

Black smoke is like devouring some devils. They quickly drown out tens of millions of small flying swords transformed by the red dragon sword. Luo Han felt that his connection with the red dragon sword was suddenly interrupted. It seems that even if this magic weapon is not destroyed, it has been temporarily corroded by the power of demons.

The black smoke continued to expand. When it encountered the imageless seal, a large amount of black smoke was sucked into the unrecoverable two-dimensional space, which made Wang Xiaohu muffled, but the imageless seal also disin also disintegrated. You know, this is the imageless seal exerted by Luo Han's three-yuan period, with a diameter of more than two meters. Yuanying monk may not be able to destroy it, but Wang Xiaohu did it easily.

The two little cold fire lotus were sent into the black fog, and a pungent stench and Wang Xiaohu's roar came out at the same time, but the original fire lotus explosion did not appear. Instead, the black fog soared and rushed to the unicorn beast.

Xiao Leng suddenly wanted to fly in the sky, but the black fog was more fierce. Several black fogs were like monster tentacles, quickly approaching Xiao Leng. One of them had been put on Xiao Leng's back. The snow-white back scales of the Kirin beast began to gradually decay, and an unbearable tingling passed through consciousness to Luo Han's mind.

"Haha, I'll smash your beast first, and then kill you inch by inch, Luo Han!" Wang Xiaohu shouted arrogantly, and the black fog narrowed the encirclement. Seeing that Xiao Leng was about to be completely locked, he did not find that the black fog around his body was getting lighter and lighter due to Xiao Leng's pull.

"Go to hell!" Several tentacles put on Xiao Leng's body.

At this time, the roaring Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt that the surrounding heat was strong, and countless fire snakes penetrated the thin black fog and wrapped him tightly. These fire snakes obviously had a little supernatural effect. Wang Xiaohu felt that his body's qi and blood suddenly became unimpeded.

"Fire secret, spiritual snake and fire binding!" Luo Han used the tricks of the foundation monk in the fire formula. The original simple move became powerful and flexible in his hands. Wang Xiaohu felt that which fire snakes were like slippery living bodies, dodging his grasp while tearing the black fog to pieces.

At the same time, the little cold in the sky also shook and burst out a large amount of fire sand from under the scales. These strange fire sands have a certain blocking effect on the black fog. Taking advantage of the obstruction at that moment, it suddenly accelerated and turned into a white light to shoot into the sky.

Looking at Luo Han, the movement of his fingers stopped, and the surface of the Requiem jade watch on his wrist turned to the sky, and a black villain stood on it, roaring sharply and harshly at Wang Xiaohu.

"Breaking the black light!"

A hair-thin black line shot out from the front end of the little man's finger and directly penetrated Wang Xiaohu's eyebrows. The huge destructive power made Wang Xiaohu fly back 100 meters in mid-air, and a drop of black blood flew out of his forehead.

"Ser!" Lin Xiulan burst out with a scream, but no one paid attention to her at this moment. Zhao Xinyan looked in the direction of Wang Xiaohu with happy eyes, hoping to see the demon being killed, but at the same time, she was hesitating. The enemy who killed Lin Xuzhen was right in front of her. She hoped to avenge her partner, but Luo Han was not even afraid of the demon. , on what ability does she have to take revenge?

"Wow... it hurts... Mom... it hurts..." Wang Xiaohu slowly stood up in the sky, and the black blood left along his deformed face. He gasped like a beast and cried deafeningly.

"Ser... Don't be afraid, mom is here!" Lin Xiulan is crying.

Luo Han's face was calm. He took out a few top-grade elixirs from the bag and swallowed them into his abdomen. Just now, the magic weapon came out, and then let Xiao Leng distract Wang Xiaohu. Finally, he showed an unpredictable spiritual snake fire bondage through the cultivation of the Sanyuan period. This series of actions made him seriously deplete his spiritual power. Wang Xiaohu did not completely fall down before He didn't dare to take it lightly.

Behind Luo Han, Tang Ruonan's beautiful eyebrows jumped gently, and a small ice cream imprinted her eyebrows, and then quietly disappeared under the snow-white skin.

Luo Han's vitality recovered slightly. He did not intend to give Wang Xiaohu too much rest time. His palm was stretched out, and an ordinary fireball appeared in his palm. However, after the fireball appeared, its heat began to rise at a terrible speed. All the fire elements between heaven and earth rushed to its center crazily, one like a diamond. The red fireball is gradually forming.

Luo Han used not a special spell, but a fireball skill that can be used by qi monks, but with his late Sanyuan cultivation, simple spells have become horrible killing moves.

The first stage of the true secret is the body replacement, and the second stage is the ternary.

The three elements are divided into three small stages: calming, fixing qi and condensation. The calming stage can strengthen the magic power by hundreds of times. The spiritual snake fire binding used by Luo Han just now is an enhanced spell. In the solidifying stage, the vitality of Luo Han has greatly increased. Luo Han's vitality reserves are 81 times that of 20 years ago, and the final condensation stage of the Sanyuan period is indeed The real essence of the Sanyuan period is that it makes Luo Han's vitality more pure, and begins to use spells in a way that returns to nature. The simpler the spell, the more powerful it can play.

So although Luo Han used the simplest fireball technique, he did not let go of the water, but gave him the strongest killing move.

The golden ball was formed in Luo Han's hand. It had lost its original red color. The high temperature it emitted was difficult to resist even Luo Han's skin. He had to release a cold ice cover above his palm, but it was just better than nothing. It was not until Xiao Leng stuffed a unicorn scale into his palm. It has improved.

"Little cold, fire lotus."

Luo Han was not afraid of danger and must give Wang Xiaohu a fatal blow. At his request, a fire lotus spit out from the mouth of the Kirin beast and approached the golden ball.

"Ban!" The ball made a sound like a metal impact and suddenly sucked the fire lotus in. At the same time, the volume suddenly shrank to the size of a table tennis ball, like a star that collapsed without withstand internal pressure.

"Fire and sand!" Luo Han issued another order, and a fire snake spewed out of the mouth of the unicorn beast and was sucked into the golden ball. After a sound of metal tearing, the golden ball shrank into golden rice grains.

At this time, Luo Han's whole body was shrouded in thick protective spiritual power. His palm had been burning for a day. The air around his body was twisted by high temperature, and it looked like a burning phantom from a distance.

Wang Xiaohu also felt the danger. He tore his chest with his hand and drilled out a huge black monster from his abdominal cavity. It grew to more than ten meters high in the air. While waving more than a dozen bloody strange limbs, he burst into a vague roar: "Luo Han, thank you for stimulating me to complete evolution and let you see me. The real body of the demon!"

Luo Han sneered at the corners of his mouth and slowly pushed the golden rice grains in his hand out to Wang Xiaohu!