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Lin Zixiao's true appearance was revealed.

In an instant, the monstrous dark demonic energy rolled and surged around him, as if it could swallow people at any time.

At the same time, a huge spiritual pressure of perfect foundation building descended, and it far exceeded Muhe Laogui and others.

Even if they were both perfect foundation building, there was still a gap!

Qin Ming's heart trembled, and he was afraid that this Wei Kingdom's demonic hero was only one step away from breaking through the Jindan stage.

This person's scheming, luck, means, courage and boldness were all among the best among the many outstanding people Qin Ming had seen.

In the air.

Lin Zixiao exuded a murderous aura of corpses and blood, causing the surrounding air to drop to freezing point.

Muhe Laogui looked at the shocking scene in front of him and shouted solemnly: "Demon cultivator!"

The other two perfect foundation building cultivators also felt like they were facing a great enemy. They secretly activated their magic power and held the spiritual weapons in their hands.

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to be a demon cultivator. Could it be that you just hid your cultivation to show weakness, trying to play the pig to eat the tiger, and lure us into a trap?" Mu He Laogui snorted coldly. He was also frightened and terrified.

If Qin Ming hadn't exposed the other party's identity on the spot, it is estimated that the three of them would have really fallen into the trap of the demon cultivator in front of them!

Lin Zixiao smiled lightly and said disdainfully: "Do I need to set a trap for you three good-for-nothings?"

"You think too highly of yourself, don't you?"

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Qin, you three wouldn't be worth my effort at all."

Mu He Laogui couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. Since he achieved the perfection of foundation building, no one has ever dared to talk to him like this.

"Hmph! So arrogant!"

"You are only at the perfect foundation building stage?"

"There is no point in saying more. I would like to ask you for advice."

"I hope you can still be so stubborn later!"

The old man Mu He relied on the advantage of the number of people on his side. Even when he met a demon cultivator like Lin Zixiao, he did not show excessive fear when he saw that he was alone.

He was also a well-known great cultivator with perfect foundation building in Liang State, and he was also a casual cultivator.

There were also a handful of late-stage and perfect foundation building cultivators who died in his hands. He was quite confident in his own strength.

At worst, if you can't beat him, just run away!

We are all at the perfect foundation building stage.

Can you kill me in one second?

The old man Mu He weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and then took the lead in attacking, using all his magic power to control a golden dragon shears spiritual weapon, and cut towards Lin Zixiao.

This second-grade, top-grade spiritual weapon, the Golden Dragon Shears, was obtained by Mu He in a secret realm. It is powerful and has repeatedly made great achievements in previous battles against enemies.

‘You actually don’t take me seriously. It’s really abominable! ’

In a split second, the huge Golden Dragon Shears spiritual weapon had instantly crossed a distance of dozens of feet and came above Lin Zixiao. It burst out with two golden rays and was about to cut him.

But Lin Zixiao was not moved at all, but a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Boom!

Then he raised his hand and clenched it in the air!

Boom!

A ball of blue-black magic flame suddenly appeared in his hand, and then turned into a ghost with wings on its back, and pounced on the Golden Dragon Shears.

In an instant, countless black flames burned fiercely, instantly wrapping up the Golden Dragon Shears of the old ghost Mu He.

The magic flames burst out in the air, crackling.

The second-grade, top-grade spiritual weapon, the Golden Dragon Shears, actually made a whine under the burning of the magic flames!

Seeing this, Mu He, the old ghost, was immediately anxious. He was about to take back the spiritual weapon, but was horrified to find that he had lost contact with the spiritual weapon.

He was about to make a move when he saw the magic fire on the opposite side flashing and turning into a sky full of blue-black magic flames. Mu He surrounded the old ghost and blocked his retreat.

Mu He hurriedly took out a purple fire-proof bead magic weapon and urged his magic power to resist with all his strength.

But the next second, countless magic flames passed through the spiritual weapon defense and instantly drowned and swallowed him mercilessly.

"Ah!"

The blue-black magic flames burned all over Mu He's body. No matter what means he used, he could not extinguish the black flames.

Then Lin Zixiao raised his hand and waved it, a black streak of light slashed out, and a big head flew off.

From Mu He's attack on Lin Zixiao to being killed instantly, it was only a few breaths.

The other two perfect foundation-building cultivators had no time to make any moves.

When they wanted to save Mu He, his head and body had already been separated.

How could this be a perfect foundation-building method? !

The two were so frightened that their souls flew away.

They looked at each other, and decisively pulled back, trying to control the magic weapon to escape.

But Lin Zixiao just flicked his finger, and a black array light curtain rose out of thin air, like a cage that enveloped everyone on the scene.

"High-level trap array!"

The figures of the two perfect foundation-building cultivators suddenly stopped, and then they cast two powerful spells in succession, bombarding the array.

Boom! Boom!

But after two loud noises, the two almost used all their strength to attack, like a cow mud entering the sea of ​​clouds, without making any waves, and disappeared without a trace.

"This"

The two then realized that this was not an ordinary array, and Lin Zixiao in front of them was definitely not an ordinary magic cultivator.

But it was too late.

Lin Zixiao controlled the dark blue demonic flames, transformed them into countless evil spirits, and flew towards the two of them.

The two of them used all their strength to desperately resist the strange demonic flames.

"Qingluo Demonic Fire!"

Qin Ming saw that Lin Zixiao killed three perfect foundation-building monks like chickens and pottery dogs with only one magic flame.

He naturally recognized the origin of the powerful magic flame in Lin Zixiao's hand.

It was one of the several second-level magic flames mentioned in the "Yuansha Seeding Demon Sutra".

The Qingluo Demon Fire was originally created by a notorious demon master hundreds of years ago. After his death, a demon cave forbidden area was formed, and no grass grew within a hundred miles.

Only this magic flame has been absorbing the evil spirit in the demon cave for hundreds of years, giving birth to spiritual wisdom, devouring nearby creatures, and becoming stronger and stronger.

The magic fire can not only pollute the spiritual tools of the monks, but also directly burn the souls of the monks, arousing the illusion of the demons in the heart, and the process of death is extremely cruel and painful.

Moreover, the more the souls of the monks are absorbed, the stronger the Qingluo Demon Fire will become.

'Looking at the power of this magic fire, Lin Zixiao must have refined the souls of many foundation-building monks. ’

‘I’m afraid it has reached the level of the second-grade upper-grade heaven and earth spirit fire. ’

‘I didn’t expect that Lin Zixiao could control such a terrifying demonic flame. ’

It took less than half a cup of tea.

“Ahhh!”

The two perfect foundation-building cultivators soon couldn’t resist and were entangled by the Qingluo Demonic Fire, and their faces showed crazy expressions.

The biggest demon hidden in their hearts was immediately provoked and they actually attacked each other.

Puff! Puff!

Lin Zixiao didn’t waste time and directly slashed out two black streaks, and two heads flew up, sending the two people to the west.

He put away the storage bags of the three people, and then slowly turned around and smiled at Qin Ming:

“Without these three ungrateful things, it’s a little quieter.”

Lin Zixiao used one hand to move the Qingluo Demonic Fire, and the terrifying demonic flame flew back to his hand, and looked at Qin Ming quietly.

Qin Ming was not panicked at all when he saw this. He opened his mouth and spit out an ice-blue flame that flew out and stayed in his hand.

He said to Lin Zixiao expressionlessly:

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Lin hasn't seen you for a long time, and you want to fight with me as soon as we meet?"