Chapter 291 Divine Condensation

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"When we get here, let's do things seriously. The backing of the demon palace still has some effect on us. Otherwise, if the top strong men in the Demon Valley come, the two of us are really in some danger. After scanning left and right for a week, Ling Kudie said softly to Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng nodded after hearing the words. Xiao Heng still understood this truth. Previously, the two elders in the Demon Valley were seriously injured by Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie. In case of a few of the top strong men, maybe they can't stop themselves. The matter explained by the demon palace should be handled well. Although there is only one strong man in the late stage of the Sky Mirror in the demon palace now, but the demon palace is a large sect for thousands of years. It has no background, and no one believes it.

"I don't know where Gu Lingfeng and Yu Youjin are now transmitted to the secret place?" Xiao Heng frowned and flew away, muttering in his mouth.

Ling Kudie smiled when she heard the words. Just as she was about to say something, her eyes suddenly turned cold: "There is an ambush, be careful."

Before the voice fell, Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie suddenly appeared strangely in all directions with the dense sharp sword light, and a cold murderous intention quickly spread.

Xiao Heng's face suddenly changed, and he pinched the formula with both hands. The aura surged all over his body, and a thick layer of cyan aura mask immediately emerged.

The dead butterfly's face was also extremely solemn. As soon as it opened its mouth and spit out, a strong yin qi immediately shrouded its body.

"Bang bang..." In the blink of an eye, those sharp swords that seemed to be far away but extremely fast were cut on Xiao Heng's protective light. If it hadn't been for the timely reminder of the withered butterfly, it is estimated that Xiao Heng's body would have been slightly damaged here.

When these seemingly sharp swords were cut on the withered butterfly that had been wrapped in yin, it was a "poof" sound, as if it were hitting a ball of water mist, passing directly through.

As soon as the yin qi dissipated, it showed the charming posture of the withered butterfly, and there was no trace of injury.

"Right." As soon as the withered butterfly appeared, she immediately shouted at Xiao Heng. At the same time, she also looked at the dark place on the right side with a frost on her face.

"Hmm, I actually blocked it for them." A man's extremely dissatisfied voice suddenly came to the dark on the right.

Xiao Heng squinted at the sound source, and his mind surged out in an instant.

"brush" countless white swords, with unparalleled momentum, hanged towards the dark place in an instant.

"Huh? Shen Ning Feng?" A startle sounded at the same time as a few empty sounds. Five middle-aged men in cyan robes also immediately appeared in the empty space less than two hundred feet away from Xiao Heng and Lingde Butterfly.

Xiao Heng swept his mind, but was stunned to find that only one of the five people in the distance was in the middle of the early stage of the Sky Mirror, and the other four were all monks in the late Yuan Dynasty. But the move just now is far beyond the attack power of the monks in the early days of the Sky Mirror.

Xiao Heng looked at the person who came coldly and snorted softly, "Well, I didn't expect that as soon as I entered this secret place, I would meet a monk with the same mind like me. I don't know if it's my good luck or you are bad luck."

Xiao Heng's Traceless Heart Sword is a divine condensation magic in the divine spirit category. The magic of divine thoughts is rare, and this kind of magic that is most suitable for sneak attack is, of course, even more rare. Just now, the dense sword awns that kill Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie suddenly appeared, which is also similar to Xiao Heng's Traceless Heart Sword. If Xiao Heng is enlightened, the power of the traceless heart sword may also rise to a higher level.

A square-faced strong man in the middle of the five heard the words, but there was a disdainful sneer at the corners of his mouth: "I can't compare with your tripod cat tricks in "The Broken Blade of the End of the World"? I won't say much nonsense. Hand over the universe ring and spare you not to die.

Xiao Heng also sneered when he heard the words. In this secret place full of enemies, there is no elixirs and spiritual weapons to restore spiritual power. What's the difference between that and lifeless?

"Xiao Daoyou, don't talk nonsense, just kill him." Ling Kudie looked at Xiao Heng's cold eyes, and the evil spirit in her heart was also stimulated. She spit out this sentence without hesitation.

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Heng's body had moved.

With a flash of thunder at his feet, Xiao Heng instantly turned into a thunder. After a crackling thunderbolt, Xiao Heng's figure appeared strangely behind the five people. The blue shirt on his body was actually faintly flashing with silver thunder.

And the heavenly mirror monk with the highest cultivation among the five people seemed to have just reacted. His face changed, and he also wanted to slap Xiao Heng with his backhand. The other four people seemed to have not found Xiao Heng at all, still staring at the dead butterfly with a vigilant look.

Before the palm arrived, a strong colorful fog gushed out of Xiao Heng's body, which was more gorgeous than the colorful glow in the sky.

As soon as the colorful fog gushed out of Xiao Heng's body, the palm of the square-faced man was also with a shocking force, and the mountain hit Xiao Heng like a tsunami.

"Pang."

With a loud noise, Xiao Heng was suddenly like a meteor, which was instantly slapped away by the powerful palm of the strong man. In a flash, there was no trace.

"Hahaha, you do have a set of escape skills. Unfortunately, my sea wave palm has just been cultivated to the extreme last year. Even if it is a mountain, I can split it for you, not to mention... Er." As soon as the strong man saw Xiao Heng being blown away by his proud moves, he suddenly raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he thought that Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie's cultivation were not very good.

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that a purple rune appeared on the palm of his hand.

There are countless dense black thin lines around the rune. At this time, these black lines are also spreading over the arms at an extremely fast speed.

"Bad, very poisonous." At the same time, his face changed, there was also a "bang" on the palm of his hand, burning with a turbulent red fire. However, those black silks were still unobstructed and began to spread quickly to the whole body of the strong man.

Seeing that his original elixir could not be refined, the strong man's face suddenly showed a trace of panic. At this time, the four people beside him looked at him with a frightened face.

"Elege Zhong, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, a handsome man in his thirties changed his face and asked worriedly.

The strong man called Elder Zhong just wanted to speak, but suddenly there was a dark arrow in his throat. There was a concave mysterious rune on the arrow, and the original black rune suddenly turned red in a flash.

Then, without waiting for the questioning handsome male monk to react, the arrow turned into a dead breath and went crazy into the wound of his throat.

"Wow." The strong man's face was dark, with a frightened face. He covered his throat desperately, and the fire on his hands surged, but there was no way to stop the wisp of dead gas from getting in.

"If my soul-chasing arrow is so easy for you to refine, won't my name as the owner of the Dead Butterfly City have been called for 40,000 years?" The crisp sound of the withered butterfly like a valley warbler suddenly sounded above.

The four people next to the strong man were shocked when they heard the words. Just now, they only paid attention to Elder Zhong, but they did not pay attention to the seemingly weak withered butterfly. At this time, the voice of the dead butterfly suddenly remembered, and these people immediately reacted.

But after the reaction, it still has no effect.

The dead butterfly snorted coldly, stretched out its palms, and suddenly pressed its hands down. A huge force of ten thousand pounds suddenly appeared out of thin air, crushing the desperate four people below and the struggling strong man into powder in an instant.

The five yuan gods immediately emerged. However, each one was like seeing a cat. As soon as it flew out of the damaged body, it immediately shot into the distance. At such a high speed, only five faint white lines could be seen.

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