"I will extract your Primordial Spirit and refine it into the soul of my Heavenly Soul Demon-subduing Flag."
Trinity Taoist's eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
He looked in the direction of the Water Mirror Tactical Deployment and smiled grimly.
"Mu Mu, I know you're watching and I know you're in pain. Haha, aren't you Zhu Luyi's best friend? You watched me kill him, mince him, and refine his Primordial Spirit. Aren't you going to do something for him? "
His words were full of provocation, sarcasm, and ridicule.
He wanted to provoke Li Mu.
He wanted Li Mu to attack the shield of the Immortal Ancient Arena again.
The punishment for the first time and the second time was absolutely different.
He believed that no one in this world could resist the wrath of the rules of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
In the eighth side hall.
The others looked at Li Mu with concern.
Even a fool could see through Trinity Taoist's intention.
Therefore, they were worried that Li Mu would attack again in a rage.
Those who knew him knew that Li Mu could control his emotions most of the time.
But as long as his friends and family were involved, Li Mu's protective nature would break out and he would act recklessly.
Trinity Taoist grasped this point.
Li Mu glanced at the crowd and looked unprecedentedly calm. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I won't be impulsive again. "
…
In the Immortal Ancient Arena.
Trinity Taoist was a little disappointed.
Even under such provocation, Mu Mu didn't make a move.
This was not in line with his arrogant and domineering personality.
Could it be that the counterattack from the previous attack was so strong that it shocked him and made him fear it?
If that was the case … Haha, Mu Mu was no longer a threat.
A man with fear was not worthy to be called an opponent of the Immortal-subduing Pagoda.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Thousands of swords flew back like swallows returning to their nest. They landed in Trinity Taoist's palm and turned into a sword.
At the same time, a large flag floated up behind him. It was an entire 100 meters tall, and there was an apricot yellow flag that was two meters wide and ten meters long. Ninety percent of the flag was occupied by different totem patterns. They were patterns of various primordial beasts and ferocious demons. All of them were drawn with some kind of crimson red paint, and they looked strange and terrifying.
The Heavenly Soul Demon-subduing Banner.
The Trinity Taoist's Natal Weapon.
Countless years of nurturing had created this banner.
Every pattern on it represented a Greater Demon Variant that he had killed.
By refining their Nascent Divinities and absorbing them into the banner, one could control them to fight for oneself.
He had already refined nine mutated Great Demon Beasts.
Only one was missing.
Once all 10 Heavenly Souls were refined, the power of the banner would be beyond imagination. It would be extremely terrifying.
The Heavenly Soul Demon-Suppressing Banner vibrated.
A strange power surged out.
This was the power of absorbing the primordial spirit.
Daoist Sancai looked at the ground, which had already turned into a pool of flesh and blood. His expression gradually turned malevolent.
"Haha, how long can your primordial spirit hide in the corpse? Come out … Huh?"
Daoist Trinity's expression changed the moment he pushed his cultivation technique to its limit.
He suddenly clutched his chest.
A rare aura of decay and collapse emanated from his body.
It was as if his entire aura and vitality had collapsed like a sand statue at this moment.
"Curse … curse technique?"
Daoist Sancai yelled out.
Previously, Nine-Tailed King had used a curse technique to kill Black Sun Immortal Venerable.
This was one of the secret techniques of the Demon Race.
Therefore, Daoist Sancai had used the three-colored immortal light to protect his body when he got on the stage, preventing any curse power from invading his body. He was already mentally prepared.
However, he had been too careless just now, thinking that he had completely killed the Pig Demon's body.
In an instant, the curse power entered his body.
This curse technique that used one's life as the price was indeed terrifying.
The curse power that erupted in an instant was like maggots in the bones, instantly invading Daoist Sancai's limbs and bones.
"Ahhhhh …"
Daoist Sancai howled angrily at the sky.
This was simply humiliating.
He activated the three-colored immortal light and circulated it around his body. His immortal power burned like a copper cauldron, and it took him dozens of breaths to completely dispel the curse power that had invaded his body.
After all, the difference in strength between the two was too great.
Even though the curse technique was magical, it was not as easy as Nine-Tailed King killing Black Sun Immortal Venerable.
However, even so, Daoist Sancai's aura had weakened greatly.
"I need to train hard for another hundred years before I can completely recover."
The anger in Daoist Sancai's heart was about to burn and melt him.
He had almost failed miserably.
Were these demonic cultivators all lunatics?
It was impossible to defend against a curse that used flesh and Primordial Spirit.
Now that he thought about it, the Pig Demon had fearlessly smashed his three-colored immortal light barrier. Could it be that it had been planning for this moment?
Daoist Sancai was shocked and angry.
Fortunately.
Everything was over.
This pig demon was truly full of tricks and cunning.
As he thought so, he suddenly realized something else — —
Something was wrong.
Why had the Immortal Ancient Arena not made a decision even though the outcome had been decided?
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the two fellows in the waiting area be teleported to the arena for the final round?
Could it be...
Daoist Sancai suddenly had a bad thought.
At the next instant — —
Boom!
A terrifying force suddenly bombarded him from behind.
Daoist Sancai's heart skipped a beat. Caught off guard, he used the immortal sword in his hand and only had time to open a sword screen that acted like a shield behind him.
Then — —
Crack, crack.
Boom!
There was a huge tremor.
The sword screen instantly shattered and turned into a sky full of broken stars.
Daoist Sancai's palm exploded and was drenched in blood. He flew out like a cannonball and hit the array shield of the arena. Then, he slid down softly.
At the same time, a golden ray of light slashed at him.
Daoist Sancai's pupils constricted. Then, he was hit and his body exploded.
Smoke.
An escape technique.
The attacker stopped moving.
He turned around.
Five hundred meters away.
Daoist Sancai's palm was bleeding and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His face was gloomy and he said angrily in a hoarse voice, "You … didn't die?"
On the other side.
Little Fey Ancestor stood with the Nine-Toothed Harrow.
He changed his appearance again.
From a giant pig demon to a human figure about two meters tall … Pig demon?
Human body.
Pig head.
Strong and burly body with bulging muscles.
Fat pig head.
"Is this the third form?"
Unlike the giant pig demon that burst out with overwhelming Demon Qi, Little Fey Ancestor's body was as solid as immortal gold, but there was no Demon Qi coming out. It didn't look like he was seriously injured by the sword rain. The pressure he brought to Daoist Sancai was even more terrifying than before.
"Not only has he changed his appearance, but his strength has also become stronger?"
Daoist Sancai kept gathering his momentum.
For the first time, he felt that things did not seem to be as simple as he thought.
…
"What the f * ck …"
Li Mu was extremely shocked and cursed in his heart.
"Resurrection?"
"Rebirth?"
"When did Little Fey Ancestor master this power?"
A look of indescribable surprise appeared on Li Mu's face, which vividly and vividly reflected his mood at this moment.
Some of the other people next to him had already begun to cheer.
The White Tiger roared.
Hua Xiangrong breathed a sigh of relief.
After the great surprise, Li Mu subconsciously began to think.
"Little Fey Ancestor has mastered the power of rebirth?"
"Is it so incredible?"
Just now, Daoist San Cai's rain of swords had destroyed his Demon Body Dharma Form. Normally, in such a situation, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured and unable to fight. Moreover, he had used the curse technique of the Demon Race, which was basically sacrificing his physical body and Primordial Spirit.
However, in the blink of an eye, he had changed his form and was alive and kicking again.
"This supernatural power is a bit incredible."
"I wonder if there are any side effects."
Li Mu carefully observed.
At the same time, he vaguely felt that the way Little Fey Ancestor was reborn … looked a little familiar.
"I seem to have seen it somewhere."
…
…
Little Fey Ancestor waved the nine-toothed harrow.
The power was surging like a vast sea of stars.
"Haha, this is my harvest. I can't pass the Secret Realm of the Warlord Temple and climb to the peak step by step like Li Mu, so I have to resort to tricks. In those secret realms, those bosses can be resurrected after being killed. In fact, they also have profound supernatural power."
Little Fey Ancestor roared.
He hadn't fully grasped this power yet.
He just learned it in the moment when he sacrificed himself to cast the curse and combined it with the curse of the demon clan.
It was a burst of power at the critical moment.
Boom!
Daoist Sancai was sent flying again.
Little Fey Ancestor's current form had the previous physical body, powerful Demon Qi, and human combat skills.
This was his strongest form.
Daoist Sancai fought several times and was at a disadvantage.
He also went all out.
"Today, I will kill you and take your soul for my use."
He roared.
The Tianhun Demon-Suppressing Banner was taken out again.
A big demon totem on it suddenly released a dazzling light, then jumped from the apricot-yellow banner and landed on the ground, turning into a strange beast with a leopard's head, a dragon's body, a tiger's tail, and four feet like a lion. It was more than ten meters tall, and the aura it emitted was vaguely stronger than that of Daoist Sancai.
"Kill him for me!"
Daoist Sancai waved the banner and roared.
The strange beast let out a furious roar at Daoist Sancai, but in the end, it obeyed Daoist Sancai's order and charged at Little Fey Ancestor.
Boom!
Collision.
Ripples of power spread.
Little Fey Ancestor dragged the Nine-Toothed Harrow and staggered backward.
"So powerful … Is this strange beast a primordial beast from before the Immortal Ancient era?"
He thought to himself.
At the same time, Little Fey Ancestor could also see that the strange beast was under the control of the Tianhun Demon-Suppressing Banner and had to serve Daoist Sancai like a slave. It looked fierce, but it was actually pitiful.
Boom, boom, boom.
The battle went on.
Little Fey Ancestor's ferocious power gradually suppressed the leopard head strange beast.
Daoist Sancai's eyes flickered with viciousness and he activated the Tianhun Demon-Suppressing Banner again. Another three-headed azure python scuttled out of the banner and attacked Little Fey Ancestor.
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