Five Immortals Gate

This voice seemed to be spoken close to Karasuhara's ear. Karasuhara didn't even notice that someone was behind him, and what made him even more heartbroken was the content of this sentence. It was clear that the other party was his. It was a trap, deliberately taking out the magic core to lure the two of them here.

Wu Yuan shouted loudly, and at the same time, the black energy surged around his body. The black energy in the thick long stick in his hand surged, turning into giant black eagles, roaring and flying beside him, grabbing or pecking at the empty surroundings.

At the same time, Karasuhara also bent his elbow and slammed forward behind him. While he bent his elbow, Karasuhara also showed pain on his face, and the muscles at the tip of his elbow burst open.

As Wu Yuan shouted, his whole body twitched violently, and the skin on the tip of his elbow was torn open from the inside out, and blood spurted out. ??

A sharp thorn as thick as a thumb broke out of the bone, and what emerged was a colorful bone spur about half a foot long. The tip of the bone spur was stained with Karasuhara's own blood and flesh foam.

The colorful bone spurs brought out a sharp sound that could pierce the diaphragm, like someone holding a sharp weapon, piercing the surrounding spiritual space at an incredible speed.

The sound of this sharp whistle breaking through the air is enough to show the speed of Karasuhara's elbow. The short attack from close range is the most powerful attack method of the demon clan.

It's just that Karasuhara's sharp elbow thorns haven't been cultivated to the point where they can be transformed into armor, so every time he uses it, he has to pay a huge price, injuring the enemy a thousand times and damaging himself eight hundred.

Karasuhara also used the force of his elbows to push his heels into the air, and then rushed forward with his body to avoid the attack from behind.

From Li Yan disappearing to speaking, to Wu Yuan transforming into an eagle, bending his elbows to fight back, and running forward, all of this happened in a blink of an eye.

The movements and reactions of both parties were incredibly fast.

Although the opponent's speed is weird, Karasuhara believes that his attack is necessary to attack the enemy. Otherwise, if the opponent is not torn apart by his countless black hawks, he will definitely be penetrated by his elbow.

One hundred and eight "Dark Demon Eagle" essences were refined in his eyebrow-raising stick with the help of his master. In order to obtain the essence of these "Dark Demon Eagles", Wu Yuan went to the "Devouring Demon Abyss" to It dived as much as fifty feet.

Then he lurked secretly for several months, at least seventeen of which he almost died on the spot, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

After hunting down one hundred and eight "Dark Demon Eagles", he returned to the sect dragging his almost broken body. This incident shocked the entire younger generation of the sect.

Originally, very few people chose "Dark Demon Eagle" as the soul material for refining weapons.

What kind of place is the "Demon-Swallowing Abyss", where even the monsters that live in the longest area of ​​100 feet are enough to easily kill the monster.

Although these "dark magic eagles" are only the monsters in the middle of the hundred feet above, they are usually composed of one female and one male, or even a small group.

Their individual strength is usually above the late stage of foundation building, and the cultivation level of a demon soldier like Karasuhara

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Very few people dare to hunt this kind of monster, which is almost the same as committing suicide.

Even if there are people, usually just hunting a few will be enough to feel satisfied.

Therefore, among the sect brothers, those magic weapons that are refined with "Dark Demon Eagle" as the weapon spirit usually only contain one female and one male "Dark Demon Eagle" essence.

As long as Wu Yuan sacrificed his magic weapon, it would be like an overwhelming "dark magic eagle" that no one at the same level could break. Even those masters and uncles were full of praise for his move.

In addition, the sharp thorn on Karasuhara's elbow also chose to practice the extremely difficult technique of the sect's "White Bones and Colorful Armor".

The demon clan's techniques all follow the path of physical cultivation, and it is the interface with the longest history of physical cultivation inheritance among many interfaces. It has countless body-refining techniques.

There are no less than a thousand kinds of top body refining techniques, and combined with the naturally strong body of the demon cultivators, they complement each other. The demon cultivators are extremely powerful as a race, so they continue to expand their interface areas.

Although the "White Bones and Colorful Armor" is not the top skill of the Wuyuan Sect, it is still in the upper-middle range, and the number of people who practice it is very rare.

The reason is that the initial practice of this technique is very slow. Just to successfully practice the limbs requires reaching the early stage of the golden elixir, that is, when you have just been promoted to the devil level.

Generally, only in the later stages of the Golden Elixir can one fully cultivate the bones and tendons of the whole body.

But if this skill is successfully practiced, it will be easy to summon the dense bone spurs cultivated in the body, forming a terrifying armor around the body.

Relying on this set of armor, once you fight with someone up close, the opponent's body will basically become a pile of bloody holes and broken sieves.

Compared with physical training techniques of the same level, the attack power of "White Bone Patterned Armor" is terrifying, and it is a set of offensive and defensive techniques, and its defensive power is almost as famous as its attack.

The "White Bone Spotted Armor" technique first causes the bones in your body to undergo abnormal changes, slowly forming a bone spur. If there is an extra thing in your body for no reason, even the daily ups and downs of walking and lying will cause unbearable severe pain. .

Therefore, practicing this technique is not only slow and long, but also very painful.

The first thing to cultivate in the "White Bone Patterned Armor" is the joints of the limbs, especially before reaching the devil's head. If it needs to be used, every time it is used, the pain will be inflicted on itself several times.

If the bone spurs are extended little by little, it will be impossible to kill the enemy by surprise.

So he could only desperately unfold the entire bone spur in an instant. This pain was like someone pulling a bone in his body and pulling it out violently.

If a person with a weaker willpower, he might faint from the pain before attacking the enemy, so many demon cultivators finally gave up this technique after comparison.

Although Wu Yuan had reached the realm of false elixir, he had only cultivated three bone spurs in two elbows and one knee. When he successfully cultivated the bone spur in the other knee, he would enter the realm of demon head.

At this time, Wu Yuan was desperate to perform it, and he also had an uncontrollable fear of Li Yan's weirdness.

Wu Yuan heard that the other party's voice was almost behind him. He was already fierce inside, and this attack was bound to win. ????

But when Wu Yuan's shout was halfway through, it suddenly became a shrill scream. This sound was as high-pitched as the sound made by Ge Feng before, but it contained more boundless fear.

Wu Yuan, who was about to pounce forward, turned into a ball of black light at a faster speed and rushed forward.

In Wu Yuan's screams that were not like human voices, there was also the sound of bones breaking.

Bone fragments fell in the air. Li Yan in the distance slowly retracted his punch and looked at Wu Yuan with cold eyes.

The entire fist surface showed a faint silver color. There was a white spot on the top of the fist, and the white spot and the silver on the fist surface disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, the top of Li Yan's fist had returned to normal.

"You...you...who are you? You are not a human cultivator. Human cultivators will not have such a physical body. What is your true body?"

The black light in the distance was gathering and dispersing, revealing Wu Yuan's resentful face from time to time, sometimes visible, sometimes blurred, his eyes were full of fear, and his inner fear had reached the extreme.

Wu Yuan held a long stick in one hand, turned it over and used the back of his hand to support his other arm. The arm was bent at several strange angles, and there was a very short piece of bloody spotted bone stump at the elbow, which made people feel nauseous, like an immortal snake head.

This is the "Bone Colorful Armor", a powerful skill that he has been practicing since he stepped into the realm of demon soldiers. It is a skill that can stand out among the heroes of the same level. It was completely destroyed by the opponent's punch, and it was as fragile as a rotten wood.

At this time, Li Yan, who was standing at the other end, was also surrounded by black air, and there were still twenty or thirty "Dark Demon Eagle" spirits attacking him constantly, but Li Yan seemed unaware of it.

This made Wu Yuan in the distance tremble with fear. At the same time, what made him feel an unknown fear was that those "Dark Magic Eagle" spirits, which were always as sharp as lightning, could not hurt Li Yan's body at all, and many of them were falling down from time to time as if they were poisoned. Other "Dark Magic Eagles" that were still in the air also slowed down.

Wu Yuan was extremely scared at this time, and a sense of confusion rose in his heart. "This...

... is it a poison for the spirit?"

The poison similar to the one for the soul and consciousness is extremely rare in this world, and it is not easy to encounter it. How did he encounter it today?

Looking at the "Dark Magic Eagle" that kept falling and making sad cries, Wu Yuan shuddered. He wanted to call it back, but at this time, there were only a few "Dark Magic Eagles" left around Li Yan, and they were all slow in action. Seeing that he could not survive even if he called it back,

Wu Yuan wanted to turn around and run away, but he felt his body shaking violently. This mysterious monk still had the aura of foundation building, but just now he just broke the bone spurs formed by his "white bone colorful armor" with a punch.

"What is your true body?" Wu Yuan suddenly shouted loudly, as if only in this way could he drive away the winter in his heart.

Wu Yuan couldn't believe that this was something a human monk could do. Since he came to the South China Sea, he didn't need to use the "white bone colorful armor" to crush any human monk he met. He could crush the opponent with his own flesh.

No matter how sharp the opponent's magic weapon looked, he only needed a punch and a kick, and in most cases, he could turn the opponent into a ball of blood mist.

But Li Yan on the opposite side just looked at him coldly without saying a word, which made Wu Yuan more and more uneasy. He didn't know what the opponent would do next.

Li Yan looked at the few remaining "Dark Magic Eagle" spirits outside of him and attacked desperately, but he remained unmoved. He turned a deaf ear to Wu Yuan's words, and the next moment his figure suddenly disappeared again, leaving only a residual shadow.

Wu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't expect this monk to kill so decisively. The black energy all over his body rose to one in an instant.

At the same time, he gritted his teeth and shot out all the remaining fifty or sixty spirits of the "Dark Magic Eagle" in his eyebrow-high long stick. At the same time, the magic cabinet under his feet appeared and pulled him back violently.

At the moment when the magic cabinet moved, Wu Yuan was still overjoyed in his heart, but the next moment he felt something was wrong. The scenery in his field of vision remained the same, and he did not retreat as quickly as before.

And the next moment, he felt his neck tighten, as if he was firmly locked by an iron hook, and the magic energy in his body could no longer be raised at all.

Wu Yuan was shocked and desperately activated the source power in the magic core. However, what made Wu Yuan pale was that the magic source power that he had always been proud of was like stagnant water, motionless in the magic core.

Li Yan stood on top of the magic cabinet, his clothes fluttering. Compared with Wu Yuan, his figure still looked so thin, but if someone saw this scene at this moment, they would definitely think it was ridiculous and weird.

Li Yan stuck one hand on Wu Yuan's neck, which was as rough as a giant rock, as if holding up a piece of heaven and earth. He lifted Wu Yuan's huge body up diagonally like nothing, and his eyes were coldly looking at Wu Yuan's horrified eyes. , eyes facing each other.