The Ancestor of Body Repair

"Chance!"

Outside the phantom array are Qi's top Pill Formation Demon Cultivators. The moment the Demon Zombie was thrown out, they keenly caught this excellent opportunity.

The ten magic cultivators of the Blood Refinement Sect shot at almost the same time, and all kinds of dazzling magic weapons rose into the sky.

Among all the magic weapons, the most eye-catching is Ma Jie's blood-red long sword, which carries an awesome energy, and condenses the power of other magic weapons together to form a blood-red magic light, as if it became a piece of Combination magic.

What seemed the most inconspicuous was the flying of the three extremely demonic Xuan Ming. These flying knives landed at the end. A few bright silver luster flashed through the pitch-black blade, as if something was brewing.

Ma Jie, the blood demon son who used the power of Nascent Soul, together with nine top powerhouses of the Blood Refining Sect, shot together, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

The surrounding air made a trembling roar, and the surging residual power even destroyed Rong Zhengqi's phantom formation, revealing the two demons who were struggling frantically, as well as Lu Kun, who was half-kneeling on the ground, his arms returned to their original shape.

The Qishazi on the other side are trying their best to run the power of Nascent Soul, controlling the high-level gray silk to bind the remaining demons, and have no spare energy to attack.

...

Ma Jie looked at a large number of magic weapons that were getting closer and closer to the demon in the air, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

He originally thought that with the help of this mysterious loose cultivator whose physical body was comparable to the seventh-level peak monster, the success rate of killing a top-level monster would greatly increase, but he did not expect that Lu Kun created an excellent opportunity so quickly. .

Three hundred years ago, Ma Jie had fought against Demon Zong. He knew that the most terrifying thing about this creature was the unpredictable ground movement speed. Back then, they tried their best to restrain it in midair. Just defeated the monster.

Today's Blood Refining Sect Demon Cultivator has a much stronger overall strength than the previous one. With the opportunity created by Lu Kun, it is no problem to destroy the same top Demon Zombie.

But just when Ma Jie was holding the winning ticket, the body in mid-air, for some reason, suddenly fluttered in the opposite direction of the magic weapon's attack, as if it was like a feather that was blown away by the strong wind, but this feather It flashed more than ten feet away, avoiding the joint strike of the Blood Refinement Sect.

When Ma Jie saw this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Impossible, this is a forbidden place, it's only a seventh-level level, without the power of Nascent Soul, how can it be moved in the void, and the speed is so fast, almost equal to the speed on the ground!"

As soon as he turned the magic trick, the blood-colored long sword magic weapon turned around flexibly, and continued to chase after the demon.

But the next scene left them stunned.

This demon froze in the air as if there was an invisible force to help him move. Instead of retreating, it advanced, flutteringly dodged Ma Jie, a mature magic weapon containing the power of the Nascent Soul, and faced other magic weapons behind.

The monster floating in the air, licking its purple lips, lit up the sharp claws in its hands, and exuded an extremely dangerous breath from the bone spurs of various joints, the next moment, its limbs, claws and feet danced wildly, Boom to the many magic weapons in front of it.

"Bang bang dong dong..." There was a burst of fierce knocking and roaring.

The body of Mo Zong did not move in its original place, while a group of magic treasures were knocked flying by its terrifying giant force and retreated in all directions. The blood refining sect demon cultivators below were connected with each other, and their faces flushed abnormally.

"Damn it!" Ma Jie's face turned black, his body was surging with magic power, the blood-colored long sword accelerated by 30%, and the others in the Blood Refinement Sect also gritted their teeth and continued to activate magic weapons, trying to cooperate with Ma Jie.

But Mo Zong's body flickered more skillfully and faster, and he could dodge the blood-colored long sword full of the power of Nascent Soul every time.

But the strange thing is that every time it flickers at the same height, the sturdy body covered with purple-black scales seems to be as light as a feather, and it can only float down slowly.

...

After Lu Kun threw the demon, there was no next move. He was inciting his blood and mana to repair the pelvic joints. Even if the black spirit armor blocked, the bone treasure at his pelvis was still slightly damaged. What a terrifying attack power.

While healing, Lu Kun was also paying attention to the scene where the Demon Cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect bombarded the Demon Zombie. After seeing the Demon Zong standing in the sky and repelling the eight magic weapons, his pupils could not help shrinking, and his eyes flashed with disbelief:

"how can that be!"

In Lu Kun's cognition, the Demon Zong in the forbidden space has no leverage at all, and even if the power of the flesh is strong, it is impossible to exert all of its power.

If it was him in the middle of the square, facing the siege of these eight magic weapons, he would be able to quickly counterattack, but if there is no borrowing point, and there is no power in the sky, he will also be hit by the reaction force. fly out.

However, after the magic weapon was blasted away, the Demon Zong did not appear to be knocked off. There seemed to be an invisible force in the void, which made the Demon Zong’s every effort seem to be on a solid ground.

"Faced with the power of the arm in the middle stage of the bone treasure, the power of the sky in the core stage has exceeded the extreme limit, and only by stepping on a solid ground can I fully exert my terrifying brute force."

"This demonic zombie has not reached the eighth level, and is suppressed by the power of forbidden air here. Is there a mysterious power in its body to assist it, so that it can exert the terrible power of the flesh in the air?"

Thinking of this, Lu Kun suddenly raised his brows, his eyes were full of golden light, staring at the slowly falling demon, he sensed a mysterious wave in the air that made his body fear and yearn.

"Between this demonic attack, it exudes, like the strange fluctuations of the demonic leader!"

"Could this be the reason why the Demon Zombie leader enhances the strength of other Demon Zombies? What kind of energy is it that allows the fleshly body to exert all its brute force without borrowing?" Lu Kun couldn't help but ponder.

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"Fellow Daoist Zhang, if you don't take action yet, if we wait for the demon to fall to the ground, we won't be able to deal with him anymore, soul, you try to control other demons for a while!"

Hearing Ma Jie's exclamation, Lu Kun glanced at the grayish silk behind him, which was getting darker and darker. A sharp look flashed in his eyes. A lot of purple electric light burst out from under his feet, and his whole body shot out like a magic weapon. Stiff bottom.

There was a rare look of panic in Mo Zong's red eyes. Its body that was about to fall fluttered around, trying to avoid Lu Kun.

Although Lu Kun's physical body is much weaker than the Demon Zombie, he is on the ground, moving faster than the Demon Zombie, almost flickering right after the Demon Zombie's position.

After dodging a few times, Mo Zong found that he couldn't avoid Lu Kun, so he roared angrily, and then his body made a spiral, and once again knocked the magic weapon from the lasing away, waving his claws to aim at Lu Kun below.

The sharp claws in that hand radiated a strange pitch-black magic light, and bursts of greedy and deformed aura surged on it.

"Hey, this guy can actually add qi and blood magic power to the sharp claws?"

Feeling the familiar aura, Lu Kun couldn't help feeling surprised, but then he showed a sneer.

"The blood and magic power has a devouring effect on my flesh. Your claws and bone spurs are stronger than my bone treasure, and the strength is close to 400,000 kilograms."

"But so what! The body of a zombie is destined to be a crooked road!"

Lu Kun's eyes flickered with unbridled light, his hands clenched into fists, and a crisp sound was made between his phalanges.

Facing the furious demonic stiffness, he didn't seem to intend to use the power of his arms. The muscles on his exposed limbs trembled, his body was slightly bent, and he was ready to go.