Vol 2 Chapter 80:

Bald-haired old demon, as a daniel demon repair, how rich is his combat experience? Only from those three disciples were killed instantly, and from a little clue, he can see that Zhang Yan can control Feijian.
That ’s all. Zhang Yanming could hide his body from being noticed by others, but he did n’t hide well, but came out to kill those disciples. From this point, he can know that he is brave and fearless, and he knows how to change randomly. The hardest thing to deal with is that unless he controls all his disciples in one place, he will be killed one by one sooner or later.
The bald old demon can now be sure that the sign that controls the ban must be in the hands of Zhang Yan. He has always regarded himself very high. He never thought that Zhang Yan had not been smooth after he met tonight. Lengheng said: "Junior "My ancestor, I put down the shelf and use this method to personally fight you."
His method is a mystery documented in the remnant. He repairs the person attached to his mind to a level or two in a short period of time, and at the same time achieves a "purgatory mysterious light", which can replace Fight yourself.
Of course, the magic gate is particular about plundering and killing. The origin of this cultivation will not come out of thin air. It must be obtained from other sources.
He immediately called from his heart, and the disciples who had been killed everywhere got his call and flew to the same place.
Mo Tianhua originally practiced in a house originally occupied by a demon, but in his mind, whenever he thought of Zhang Yan hitting the ground and being watched by people, his face became dry and dry, and he was ashamed of fists. Giggle, and Zhang Yan's stare at him as if nothing had made him resentful.
However, when he was thinking about the ways to get revenge, he didn't know where to come in and rushed into the same three colleagues, and he stopped at him without saying a word.
These three people were all under the influence of him, and hurriedly guarded ... Mo Tianhua was severely injured in the blink of an eye. He had already died from the world, but when the three of them were about to start, suddenly it was He stayed for a while ... Just silently, he smashed into the roof and disappeared in a flash.
Zhang Yan is also pursuing two disciples of the hún be mí, who have n’t waited for him to do so, but the two drove up the sky to fly away. At this time, you can also see another Tao Jianguang going to the same place. Fly away, he thought for a moment, 'I knew I was afraid that the man who had manipulated in secret realized his various plans to break,' so that they would be reunited immediately.
He smiled indifferently, and did not go after him. A person soared into the sky, and when he was approaching the prohibition, he thought of the trick, and rushed to the cloudman without any hindrance. He settled himself, took out the pen and paper from his cuff ... … Write this situation with a wave of your hand, then take the Xiaoze Jinjian out and put in a letter, take a shot with the palm root, and a faint golden light flew in the direction of the Cang Cang School.
On the bamboo island below, the fifteen disciples who were controlled by the bald old demon had been killed by Zhang Yan, so only twelve Ping people were gathered together. At this moment, they were standing there with wooden stakes. Do not move.
The apprentice with the bald old demon in his heart was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment ... He made strange and strange moves in his hands ... A light blue mysterious light rose above his head, but after a moment, the mysterious light slowly Transformed into a mass of fluctuating black and red fire, a flash of green light flashed in his pupils.
At this point, the disciple has been completely occupied by the bald ancestor ... and all the sensations are bearable in one body. It can be said that this body is his avatar. If this avatar is killed, he will be damaged for decades. Repair for.
The bald ancestor hesitated, and begged to stand up ... He stretched out his hand, grabbed one of the disciples who were standing still ... Sucking his mouth, he sucked out a lot of fine blood and put it in The body is brewing.
After swallowing, he shook off the dried-up body, hung another disciple, and sucked another one with one mouth.
After sucking the blood of two people, when he was about to catch the next person, he did not expect that this disciple suddenly turned silent into a pile of ashes.
He couldn't help but hesitated. Before he could react, he felt an indescribable sensation coming up. The taste was too wonderful, as if he had swallowed some magical fruits, the whole person fluttered yùxian.
After a silent inspection, I felt like his own hún had grown a little out of nothing.
After standing for a while, he returned to God, and his face appeared sè, and said secretly, "This book of magic gates really says that it turned out to ignite others' affection and six yù. Tempered into a ray of fine hún, and then nourished itself, but this method is too troublesome, my ancestors can not practice without this mine. "
He had previously manipulated no less than a hundred demon practitioners with tactics, but not many people could be ignited and obsessed. Obviously this condition is extremely harsh, not everyone can achieve it. Although he can strengthen the hún, he has no other The magic gate practice method can not conceal the equivalent monk, so this method is just fine for him. After thinking about it, he left it behind and continued to blood.
With more and more disciples being sucked by him, his physical state of cultivation is constantly rising.
In order to be unobtrusive, he chose to enclose the mind with only one Xuanguang one monk. However, after three days of swallowing, the realm has reached the two state of Xuanguang. This is also because he is a monk of Huadan. Half a wire went wrong.
After he swallowed up all the essence and blood, he jumped up and became a monk of Xuanguang King.
A black and red sèze's mysterious light flickered on his head, exuding a strange and mysterious atmosphere. In addition to his physical body being different from that of ordinary monks, his condensed yùxuanguang was even more than that of ordinary black monks. tyrannical.
Only at this step, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push Xiu further forward, and he could not help cursing.
If there is a person, maybe he can unite Xuanhe and Reiki, and condense a little Jindan out, but at this moment this cultivation seems to be enough to deal with Zhang Yan.
At this time, his image changed greatly. The original disciple had a good-looking boy. Now his double eyebrows are like a bloodline, under his forehead, and his red hair is like a fire dance, almost hanging down to the ground. It is obscure evil spirit, full of demons.
Although his movements before casting the spell were quite complicated, but after doing all this, it actually took no more than a dozen breathing times. At this time, his face changed, and he looked up at the sky and saw A blue mang like Changhong was coming out of the air, and the fierce sword qi had not yet reached, and there was a feeling of splitting on the skin.
The bald old monster laughed: "Little thief, my ancestor is waiting for you!"
He uttered a howl like a wolf howling, his shoulders trembled, and the black and red light on his head turned upward, grabbing upwards like a claw.
Zhang Yan slightly—he seems to be awe-inspiring, but he is just pretending to do so, and has not exerted much effort. Just when the two rays are about to touch, he suddenly turns to the side. Flash, just at this moment, a little Qingmang flew out of his sleeve and went straight to the other's head.
After sending out Ruyi Shenshuo, Zhang Yan did not wait for her body to stand still, and she also sacrificed the hand Feng Xingchen Jianmaru, and one blue and one blue light ran directly to the bald old demon.
It's just unexpected that both Ruyi Shenshuo and Xingchen Jianmaru passed through each other very smoothly. It seems that this person completely forgot to dodge.
The bald old demon stepped back a few steps and looked at the big holes in the two bowls of ōng mouth, but he laughed a little, stretched out his hand, and a stream of plasma filled up, and the flesh and blood there grew again.
Now his body is only controlled by his mind. The elementary spirit of the body has long been swallowed by him. No matter how much injury he suffered, even if the skull was cut off, as long as the vitality in the body is renewed, he can reattach it, but he is partial to the body. Among the mysterious species, at this moment there are more than ten people with vital energy and blood. Zhang Yan killed him ten times, and he may not be able to consume these vitality.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Yan was also slightly surprised, but only after he recovered Ruyi Shenshuo, his brows frowned.
The magic light on this shuttle was originally flowing, and the aura was compelling, but after returning, it seemed to have been burned by something. The Shenguang above not only dimmed a bit, but he also heard vaguely wailing, apparently affected by Hit hard.
He took the Star Sword Pill back and looked at it, but there was no damage even a trace.
After turning his mind, he realized that this was probably due to the fact that his own golden fire mysterious light was attached to the Xingchen Jianmaru.
He looked down and narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed coldly, so it seemed that only by using his own light could he clear up the demon.
Taking out two flying swords from the cuffs, the tactics were lifted into the sky, and they circled around the top of the head.
The bald old demon laughed at the sight and said, "No matter how many magic weapons you come, it is useless to me, junior, let's die!"
As soon as he shook his body ~ EbookFREE.me ~, a burst of light rushed up into the sky.
Zhang Yan stretched out her fingers, moved forward, and yelled, "Go!"
The two flying swords screamed sharply, beheading each other's heads.
The bald old demon face lù disdainful, the black and red mysterious light on top of his head stretched forward and took in the two flying swords, only rolled, and the aura of the sword was wiped away instantly, and it became a bunch. Any iron, let it fall.
However, when he was still proud, there were two golden swords in front of him.
He couldn't help but change his face, and then a smirk appeared in the corner of his mouth, yelling, and rushing forward toward the golden fire.
It ’s just that neither of them knows. At this moment, thousands of miles away, a monk in white clothes who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and shot a chilling gaze on Bixuan Peak, which said: "Who hurt me? ? "
He grunted coldly, shaking the whole mountain as if shaking, and then a blue méngméng sword rushed to the sky, and went straight to Zhuji Island to kill. !! .