"You little demon from the Eastern Region, you don't know how high the sky is, so today I will let you die without a burial place!"
The black-faced late Mahayana monk from the Jing family drew a circular yellow light on his chest with both hands and shouted: "The Rhythm of the Earth!"
The Wujin Demon Saint changed his body shape and turned into a crow hundreds of feet tall. His wings flashed and flew into the air, spraying a huge blazing fireball at the black-faced monk.
"The heat of fire!"
The two forces of law collided together, and the circular yellow light shook violently and turned into a yellow ripple that passed through the fireball. The fireball exploded and the earth shook violently, causing rocks to splash to the west.
The yellow light wave was so fast that it could not be reached by the naked eye, and it instantly engulfed the huge demon of Wujin Demon Saint.
"puff!"
Wujin Demon Saint spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his huge demon body fell to the ground, turning into a middle-aged man in black.
The black-faced Mahayana monk moved and stood in front of the Wujin Demon Saint. He said with disdain in his eyes: "I told you to die without a burial place. Do you believe it now?"
Wujin Demon Saint kept vomiting blood, his face turned pale, and he said unwillingly: "I don't believe it!"
"Do not believe?"
The black-faced monk grinned and said, "Then I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Wujin Demon Saint's eyes turned cold, and suddenly a round bronze mirror with patterns appeared in his hand. The mirror suddenly shot out a ray of white light towards the black-faced monk.
The distance between the two was too close, and the speed of the white light was too fast. The black-faced demon saint had no time to hide, so he could only hold up the spiritual light shield to block it.
The white light penetrated the spiritual light shield, and first penetrated into the black-faced monk's brow.
"Ah~~~~"
The black-faced monk covered his head and fell to the ground. His body rolled and struggled violently, and he howled in pain. Blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Wujin Demon Saint quickly swallowed a few pills, stretched out his hand, and his natural demon weapon, the black feather flying sword, shot out from his mouth, instantly piercing the black-faced monk's head.
A black-faced monk from the late Mahayana period of the Jing family was unexpectedly killed by the Wujin Demon Saint. This was really beyond the expectations of Guo Huai and Heilong.
Especially the circular treasure mirror sacrificed at the end was so powerful that it could severely damage the black-faced monk with one move, causing him to lose his ability to fight.
After Wujin Demon Saint used his natal demon weapon, he seemed to have exhausted his last strength and fell to the ground, as if dead.
The black dragon geared up and said, "The snipe and the clam are fighting over each other and the fisherman will get the advantage. It's our turn to take advantage!"
"Not urgent!"
Guo Huai took Heilong's arm and said, "Two other monks from the Jing family who are in the integration stage disappeared just now. I guess they may come back to see them later!"
"Besides, I think Wujin Demon Saint still has a backup plan. If you look closely, his hand is still holding the round mirror, which means that he is probably not dead or unconscious, otherwise his hand has probably been loosened."
When Black Dragon heard Guo Huai's analysis, he deeply agreed. This precious mirror was so powerful that even Black Dragon found it difficult. Since it was likely to be dangerous, they should just wait. They had plenty of time anyway.
Sure enough, after a while, the two Jing family monks in the integration stage appeared opposite each other with their heads tilted. One of them saw the motionless Wujin Demon Saint, and with a movement of his wrist, he shot out a ray of white light towards Wujin Demon Saint.
"Bang!"
Wujin Demon Saint was blown up and rolled dozens of feet on the ground. He lay motionless on the ground, obviously dead.
"Haha, this Black Crow Demon Saint seems to be dead!"
A Jing family monk couldn't hide his smile.
"Don't worry, let's get closer and use our spiritual sense to explore it!"
Another Jing family monk did not step forward rashly, but used his spiritual consciousness to investigate.
"Dead, really dead!"
The two looked at each other, both wary of the other.
Now that there are no foreign enemies, the other party is your own biggest enemy.
"I want that precious mirror! How about I give you the rings of the Black Crow Demon Saint and Elder Zhong?"
The other monk thought for a moment and said decisively: "Okay!"
Just when the two of them stepped forward to get the treasure mirror, Wujin Demon Saint, who was thought to be dead, stood up. An invisible realm enveloped the two of them, and they were stagnant, unable to move at all. .
Wujin Demon Saint stretched out his hand, and the black feather demon soldier turned into a black light, which instantly penetrated the two people's heads. The blood hole at the bottom of the bowl was gurgling with red and white liquid.
Wujin Demon Saint recalled the demon soldiers, put away the round mirror, took a few shaky steps, but insisted on walking over, and received the rings of several people in his hands.
Guo Huai was heartbroken and said to Heilong: "There should be no lies this time. Wujin Demon Saint is indeed seriously injured. Quickly rush forward and use your magical power. If you miss, immediately run to the side."
"Although the treasured mirror makes me covetous, safety comes first! We have already obtained an immortal weapon, and we don't have to get this treasured mirror!"
Black Dragon chuckled and said, "I understand, safety comes first!"
"call out!"
The black dragon suddenly rushed out, so fast that Guo Huai could not see clearly.
Only a loud roar was heard in the distance.
"Roar!"
A huge faint shadow appeared on the black dragon, and a white glimmer of light was swallowed by the shadow.
It turned out that Black Dragon was always by Guo Huai's side when he used his magical powers, so he never noticed this phantom.
Guo Huai's heart moved, and he thought that this should be his hand.
Sure enough, the huge figure of the black dragon spun around in the air, flew back quickly, and transformed into a young man in black. He said with a wide smile: "The black gold demon saint was at the end of his strength, and he was devoured by me before he could resist."
"Look, this is the round mirror. Why is it so powerful?"
Black Dragon took a deep breath and whispered: "It turns out that this mirror is an immortal weapon. Just like your immortal sword, it is a low-grade immortal weapon."
"But this fairy mirror is much more precious than your fairy sword. I just sensed that this mirror is a divine soul artifact, and that white light is specifically designed to attack people's divine souls."
Guo Huai was also so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. This happiness came so suddenly, and the joy in his heart was really beyond words.
"Here! There are three more rings here." After the black dragon finished speaking, he spat out a pile of top-grade spiritual stones, demon soldiers and other treasures. "These are the treasures in the crop of Wujin Demon Saint."
"You can keep it!" Guo Huai refused. It was the black dragon's effort this time. It would be outrageous for him to accept these rings and spiritual stone treasures again.
Black Dragon said nonchalantly: "You saved my life back then, and you helped me develop my spiritual wisdom. We have lived and died together for so many years, and yet you are still a stranger to me!"
Guo Huai was moved and said: "The main reason is that these treasures are too precious, especially this fairy mirror. I am really embarrassed to take it!"
"Hey, my body is my immortal weapon. My innate magical powers don't need these spiritual stones at all. If you can still find fragments of immortal crystals and the like, then I will accept it. As for these things, you can Take it!”
"We are brothers for life. I can give you my life, not to mention all these external resources!"
Black Dragon said calmly.
Guo Huai's eyes turned red and tears fell from his eyes.
The next second, Heilong pointed at Guo Huai's tears and laughed loudly: "You actually cried? We have known each other for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I see you cry! Hahaha~~~"
Guo Huai wiped his tears, sniffed, and said speechlessly: "Such a touching brotherhood was interrupted by you."
