C1293 (1/2)

Magic practitioners are always very powerful, but they are extremely unstable in practice. The more difficult it is for later practitioners to practice, the more likely they are to be possessed by demons.

In general, few people practice magic practitioners. However, when many friars practice, the heart demons invade, leading to their own demons, and even merge the heart demons into demons.

”Die!”

At this time, Bai Xiaobei was no longer a month ago. The sword of the tide rain swallow was more than twice as strong as before. The big sea swallows directly transformed into tides. The swallows mingled with the tides sometimes cut through the tides, and at any time they would kill the mendicant together with the tide.

The devil cultivator didn't expect that Bai Xiaobei was a sword cultivator, and his hand was so decisive. At the same time, he found that the flying sword in Bai Xiaobei's hand was a sword of ancient treasure level. He was shocked and quickly offered a small magic flag.

”You want to die! Blood devil, kill him

The devil cultivator was very angry. He had killed several monks in the foundation construction period. He would have broken through to the foundation if he had not been special in his skills. Even if he had the ancient treasure of Zhuji sword, he would not be afraid.

A blood mist flashed out from the small magic flag, and a blood red magic shadow roared from it, and bravely rushed to the tide swifts which turned into huge waves.

In the past, there were friars who wanted to kill him in the later period of foundation building, but they also let him use the blood devil head to kill him. The blood devil head is a kind of demon head, which is hard to be erased. Even if it is a defective product, it can not be destroyed by the foundation building monk.

The tide swifts smashed the blood mist, and the sword was so powerful that the practitioners could not help but be surprised, but the tide swifts did not stop the blood devil head.

”Spirit body? Give me the spirit body, you are looking for death! Send the general

Bai Xiaobei looks at the bloodthirsty virtual shadow blood devil head, and his eyes suddenly brighten. The blood demon head contains powerful power, which is enough to suppress him. However, the blood devil head is a spirit body.

Holding lingjue in hand, the huge Golden Shadow quickly condenses behind Bai Xiaobei. After a long time of not using it, the body condenses again, and a ferocious face can be seen.

The monk, who was preparing to sacrifice the spirit weapon to assist the blood demon head, felt a panic and was shocked. He knew that this was the emotion of his blood devil's hair.

”How can the blood demon head be afraid? Do you feel wrong? ”

The mender quickly thought that he felt wrong and that the blood devil head was hard to erase. Although his blood demon head was condensed by secret arts and a large number of souls and evil Qi, even his elder brother could not erase his blood devil head.

The next scene made his whole body cold, and the blood devil head was directly penetrated by several strangling wires. In a short breath, he lost contact with the blood devil head.

You know, this is the product of his blood refining, and also the spiritual tool of his own life.

As long as the soul is enough, the little magic flag will reach the level of magic weapon sooner or later. After reaching the magic level, his blood demon head can be called the real blood devil head. But now, how can he be so easily disconnected?

The large mouthful of blood essence was spit out uncontrollably, and the small magic flag was directly dim. The level of the small magic flag that lost the spirit quickly fell to the level of the top spirit tool.

For the middle-aged man who vomites a large amount of blood, he quickly draws a lot of blood from the old man.

The strength of the demon mender also fell from the Qi refining great circle to the eighth level of the gas refining. The decline was so large that Bai Xiaobei was surprised by the magnitude of the decline, which made the mender useless.

At the same time, a seal was put on the head of the blood devil. The head of the blood demon was paralyzed and had no threat.

”Cough You Give me back Blood Blood devil head... ”

The mender is still coughing up blood. He is usually in a good mood. He didn't expect such a rapid change. He couldn't accept it.

Bai Xiaobei came to the mender and looked at the corpse behind him and said, ”you need to go and bury them. Don't think about your blood demon head. I'll destroy it later.”

Bai Xiaobei has already felt that he can destroy the blood demon head which will be subdued by Guling. After all, this is not a magic baby. Even if it is a demon baby, he can also drain the demon baby.

”I am a high-ranking cultivator. Why should I be buried with these ants?” he said angrily? Don't be kidding. Didn't you kill me for what's on me? I can give you everything I have on me! ”

Some of the North's funerary men are surprised that they don't want to kill Xiaobai.

Bai Xiaobei looked at the mender. There was a storage bag around his waist. The well-informed Bai Xiaobei saw that it was just a top-grade storage bag. He immediately disdained him and said, ”I don't care about your things. Let's die.”

There is no chance for the mender at all. Bai xiaobeize swift instantly turns into a sword light and cuts to the mender.

”Wait, wait! Ma Yi, I can't kill you