Chapter 122: Core disciple

"I just did it. These stupid mortals can be the essence of my practice. It is the blessing that they have cultivated in their lifetimes!" the dark shadow screamed.
"Oh, I didn't expect to be a martial art disciple who had a good cultivation. Haha, this kind of person sucked his best, and he made a lot of money. One thousand mortals couldn't match it!" The strange laughter came out from all around.
"Blow his blood, hahaha, the old man can go any further!"
"Kill him, I want to eat his heart!"
Around Ye Xiwen, there were more than a dozen black shadows in cloaks, each of which was murderous and murderous.
Ye Xiwen’s eyes sparkled with deep disgust. Even for those real killing demons, Ye Xiwen wouldn’t have much feeling, but for these old devils, Ye Xiwen was extremely disgusted because these people simply did not regard people as People, just as a beast, two-legged sheep, is simply a group of distorted monsters.
"The monster that pretends to be a ghost!" Ye Xiwen sneered again and again, suddenly stepping on his feet, suddenly the earth shattered, and the enormous power made Ye Xiwen's entire body suddenly fly out, and the knife and knife produced a huge knife.
"Hey!" An old devil was instantly split in half.
"Bastard, even dare to kill our people, kill, kill him!" These demon-minded devils began to roar again and again, fierce and evil, and the body's momentum was completely released, and the anger was everywhere.
These devils are actually the existence of the congenital five-fold peak, and the cruelty and great power unique to the magical martial arts, even if the real congenital small perfection realm hits, it is very tricky and may die.
Ye Xiwen took a deep breath and the knife light was suddenly covered. These devils instantly lost the insidious cloak and exposed the deities underneath. These disciples of the demon teaching were black and carbon-like, and many places on the body grew dense scales. A demon of the deity, these people are obviously practicing the scorpion, and the scales of the body can not be controlled.
The magical work that the Mozu passed down in the past is itself a gene that changes the human body. It turns people into demons. The process is very painful and cruel. The people who are correct in cultivation can still maintain the appearance of people. It is a devil, and these people are very Obviously, it is just a failed product, a semi-finished product, and practiced a scorpion. Without a big adventure, it is impossible for life to cross the innate five-fold obstacle and enter the congenital six.
The magical power is cruel, the power is huge, and the entry is extremely fast. Of course, the side effects are also very serious. If you are not careful, you will become such a half-human and half-devil monster. You have to kill people to maintain existence, not to be smashed by magic. Die.
Only those elites who have gained the inheritance of pure magic will be much better.
These old devils are all cruel and bloodthirsty, and they all want to absorb all the blood from Ye Xiwen. In the red eyes, they are all greedy.
"Boom!" An old devil caught a paw toward Ye Xiwen, and caught the air in his life. The air around him gathered in an instant and caught the life of Ye Xiwen.
"When!" Ye Xiwen smashed up and smashed it over the claws of the old devil's head, but made a sound of gold and iron, and these old devils made their hands into gods. I have already been psychologically distorted, and I don’t think of myself as a flesh and blood.
Ye Xiwen and the war retreat, the long knife danced out of the sky, and the old devils were isolated. If it was only one, Ye Xiwen did not care, but so many old devils were there, Ye Xiwen had two fists and four hands.
Although these old devils are only the congenital five peaks, but with the magical power of cruel and powerful power, they can even compete with some disciples who have just stepped into the small realm, so they dare to be so arrogant.
"The dragon is out of the pot!" An old devil rushed into the blade of Ye Xiwen, and was smashed into two halves by Ye Xiwen, but another old devil took the opportunity to chase him in. Ye Xiwen took the opportunity to make a decision. Instantly come out.
Ye Xiwen suddenly felt that the infuriating body of the body was continuously pumped away, far more than other moves, but in an instant, Ye Xiwen’s hand instantly became a dragon claw, and the blue dragon claws were dark under this sinister environment. The light, instantly rising in the wind, caught the old devil in his hand, the old devil even had no time to react, and was caught in the hands of the infuriating dragon claw.
Ye Xiwen squeezed hard, '嘭', the old devil was pinched into a meat sauce, and Ye Xiwen has already trained the Qianlong to the realm of Dacheng, not only the sudden increase in power, but also the desire to turn around. The point is changed according to the needs of Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen killed two devils, Ye Xiwen's pressure has also been reduced a lot, but the same, Ye Xiwen's innate instinct has also been fully taken away, plus the previous consumption, up to eight Times, but these old devils are far more than these eight.
However, Ye Xiwen was still quite sure. When Ye Xiwen hesitated, he was about to call the crane. Suddenly, a long whistling sound came from the sky, and it came from far away.
Then there was a scream of a raptor. A huge black shadow flew down from the sky. It was a large eagle, and it was a bit faster than Ye Xiwen’s crane. Two huge talons Sen cold is extremely fierce, the ordinary innate realm of the warrior, I am afraid that can not stop this claw.
Above the demon bird, stood a young man in his twenties, with a strong sense of temperament, a samurai attire, a long sword behind his body, and a strong momentum.
"You enchanting, I really don't know how to live and die, I dare to do this kind of unreasonable thing!" The young man shouted loudly, and the surrounding air began to roll with his drink.
"It is blood food again, hahaha, and there are repaired deep disciples to come to the door!" An old devil said with a big laugh.
However, the voice did not fall, this old devil was suddenly pierced by a horrible sword, and the dead could not die any more.
"I don't know how to live!" said the young man coldly.
Ye Xiwen saw the sign on the sleeve of the young man and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He was a disciple of Yuanyuan.
"Everyone is running, this is a master who is more than six innate!" The old devils were not stupid, and they fled.
The long sword of the young man flew out instantly, and the sword of the sky suddenly broke out. Those old devils even wore the sword and gas through them.
The old devils, which were still very arrogant, were instantly killed and the scene was instantly reversed.

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