Chapter 250 Centennial Resentment

"Well, how to put it, in general, you still blame yourself, but you met it so coincidentally. In order not to let things leak out, you have to be with them!" After saying that, he asked the other two monks to prepare for sacrifice.

As soon as the two moved, the momentum on their bodies completely exploded, and their hands turned to the monks.

Among these monks, there are also the cultivation of going through the disaster period. In normal times, even the three twilight brothers will not be able to please them at the same time, but at this time, the monks are weaker one by one, and they can't even lift a breath of true breath. They can only watch them take their lives.

A sad scream was made by a monk who was directly pierced through Dantian, and a bead the size of a female finger suddenly appeared on the old second hand.

Screams came one after another, but in a few breaths, the lives of the monks were buried in the hands of the two brothers one after another, and there were more and more inner pills in their hands.

A corpse kept lying on the ground as they waved their hands. A large amount of blood slowly flowed out of the monks and soon stained the whole ground red. Even Yang Qian looked a little disgusted.

"It's your turn, we can start sacrificing!" When all the monks were determined, the only human practitioners were left. At this time, the two slowly walked towards the old man, and the magnificent demon power also operated to the limit at this time. Yang Qian believed that as long as the two hands were so gently released, the old man would definitely die.

However, what puzzled Yang Qian was that in the face of the two, the old man's face did not have any fear at this time. His dishevelled hair still covered most of his face, and his dry hands were still flat at his waist. Everything looked so calm, and the calm man was terrible.

Although the old man's performance puzzled the two, the old man was already the meat on the board and could only be slaughtered by others, so the two did not hesitate to grab the old man.

However, at this time, a blue light suddenly lit up on the old man's body. The blue light came and went very fast, and it was not easy to make people feel that they were looking at the flowers. At this time, the two obviously did not notice this detail and grabbed the old man more quickly.

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, like the shaking of the wind chimes, and it was like a natural flow. The light suddenly appeared that the arms of the two people suddenly broke from it.

Before the two reacted, and even before the pain reached the brain, the light lit up again and split down to the two.

The strange light flashed above their heads, and an extremely dangerous feeling finally rippled in their hearts.

After all, they are monks who survived the disaster. At the moment when they felt danger, they avoided both sides, but at the moment when they drove their bodies, a dry fist had come to them.

After two dull sounds, the two bodies shot out like shells.

There was a loud noise, but the wall could not withstand the huge impact and collapsed.

Not to mention the two people who are winning, even Yang Qian didn't expect that Yang Qian had been paying attention to the old man's situation!

Moreover, the old man's body is extremely weak regardless of life breath or energy fluctuations, and it is impossible to launch such a strong attack, and it seems that the old man has carefully planned it. Otherwise, after the two people dodged the light, the old man could not launch an attack the next moment.

But it's too late to say anything, because at the moment when the old man launched the attack, the weak breath on the old man also disappeared and replaced it with the breath of a monk in the middle of the disaster. He was hit by a full blow in the middle of the disaster without defense, and the average monk was seriously injured if he did not die, although that Both of them are demons, but they can't escape the situation of serious injury.

"Who is the old man? How could such an offensive suddenly break out? And I didn't even find him?" Looking at the situation at this time, Yang Qian couldn't help guessing in his heart.

Although Yang Qian did not use the power to investigate, with Yang Qian's many years of recognized eyes, he could also see it, but this time he was blind.

"; Old man, you must have recovered a long time ago!" At this time, Mu continued to ask after calming down.

"It's not long. I just recovered recently!" The old man brushed his hair and showed his whole face, but at this time it was not as dry as at the beginning, but very rosy.

"How did you lift the ban?" Mu asked.

"I have to say that your prohibition is also very powerful, and I can't untie it!" The old man shook his head and said flatly.

"Well, do you think I'm a three-year-old? How did you recover your strength without lifting the ban!" At this time, Mu obviously didn't believe the old man's words and shouted loudly.

"I can understand your new mood. If you are an ordinary monk, you will definitely not be able to restore your strength without lifting the ban, just like them," the old man pointed to the bodies of those monks on the ground and said, "However, you have always been a demon clan, and you don't know how many means our human race has!"

Listening to the old man's words, Yang Qian also fell into deep thinking. What does this old man mean? Is there any magical elixir on him? Only elixir can do this.

Of course, Yang Qian is an alchemist and a human practitioner. Naturally, he can easily think of going there, but he is always a demon and has been hidden here, so he doesn't have much contact with human practitioners. Naturally, he doesn't know much about things, and he won't think of going there.

"Do not be mysterious with me there. Today, even if you regain your strength, you can't get out of this altar!" At this time, Mu snorted coldly, his body twisted, and a dragon's head suddenly appeared on Mu's head.

The long one-horns, with cold scales, the two dragons under the nose moved with the wind, and a strong murderous atmosphere suddenly surged from the twilight body to the old man.

For the half-demon form, Yang Qian is still the first time to see it, because the combat power of the half-demon form is more powerful than the human nature, which is far less than the ontology, but the body of the dragon is so huge, and the area of the altar at this time is only so small, and the twilight has to transform into a half-demon mentality.

However, Yang Qian knew that at this time, he really wanted to kill the old man, and it was also the kind of quick battle. Both his breath and the state at this time showed this.

However, the old man at this time does not seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp. He can endure humiliation for more than a hundred years without hair, which can tell the old man's character. If this is not a last resort, then the old man has absolute confidence to defeat the twilight.

The light suddenly appeared, and at this time, a blue light suddenly lit up from behind the old man. After leaving a strange arc in the space, it fell on the old man's hand. After the light dissipated, it suddenly turned into a sharp flying sword!

Unlike Yang Qian's rosefinch sword, the flying sword in the old man's hand is extremely narrow and light. The length is about the same as the arm of the general practitioners, but the width is only two fingers wide. The whole sword body is as thin as cicada wings, looking like translucent, and the flying sword does not have a handle. The old man nests directly on the blade. .

"Good guy, the best spiritual weapon flying sword or soft sword!" Looking at the old man's flying sword, Yang Qian quickly knew its grade and use.

Yang Qian has only seen the soft sword in martial arts novels on earth before. This thing is extremely light, but it can be hidden in his waist, wrapped in his sleeve, or hidden in some imperceptible place. He suddenly took it out during the battle and caught his opponent off guard.

However, after all, martial arts are martial arts, but there is no such soft and hard material in the world of cultivation. Moreover, if you want to refine it so thin, it is very difficult for even if you refine the master.

So Yang Qian decided that that thing was definitely the peak product of a refinery master!

However, it takes a lot of courage to send out what he is most proud of. At least Yang Qian knows that supreme people will not do this.

"Is the old man himself a refiner?" From all kinds of signs, Yang Qian inevitably had this speculation in his heart.

However, Yang Qian couldn't bear to think that the two had fought at this time!