2423: C2423 Yao Xuan Di Wan

C2423 Yao Xuan Di Wan

Xu Liusu quietly analyzed the strategy.

Just as he thought, the Solitary Falcon, Bai Yinghan, was at the peak of the fourth level sage realm.

Zither Saint Ji Changtian was at the peak of the fifth level sage realm.

The most powerful one was none other than Light Sage and Fann Qingchen. His fighting strength was not known, and it was hard to guess.

However, Xu Liusu was very clear about one thing. Even though the cultivation levels of the three top-notch experts were plain, their combat abilities were far from such.

On the contrary, even though Wing-devouring Dragon King was at the fifth stage of the Spirit Demon Saint Realm, he was injured and could not unleash his full strength.

This would inevitably lead to the possibility of failure before the battle even began.

At that time, it would not be easy for Xu Liusu to escape.

Invisibility could last for at most an hour. When the time came, Xu Liusu would automatically appear.

If Fann Qingchen knew that there was still a martial artist here, regardless of whether or not the Heavenly Sect was good or not, Xu Liusu's fate would not be too good.

Therefore, there was only one left.

Fight!

A surprise attack!

While Xu Liusu was in deep thought, a fierce battle had already begun in the sea several hundred zhang away!

Xu Liusu's thoughts were pulled back together and he looked over.

Within the arena, a series of heaven-shaking, earth-shaking, terrifying fluctuations were roaring and superimposing.

The four sage realm experts released the energy from their bodies. The power they created was absolutely something that was rarely seen in the world!

Especially Fann Qingchen.

This old man was dressed in a flowing, gold-edged, plain clothes. Although he had his hands behind his back, he didn't move at all. In the blink of an eye, he could release a ferocious true essence.

His true essence was a bluish-purple color, like two beautiful circular rings interweaving in the air. The majority of the Wing-devouring Dragon King's terrifying demonic energy was blocked by the bluish-purple ring.

"Brother Fan, who wants to make the first move?"

The Zither Saint Ji Changtian had always been a violent person. He didn't like to procrastinate when doing things, so he immediately shouted with a thunderous voice!

Fann Qingchen smiled faintly and said, "Changtian, go and try it out, but you must be careful. Even though Dragon Lord only has fifty percent of his demonic powers left, the Demon's body and energy have always surpassed its race. We cannot be careless!"

"Hehe, easy as pie!"

Ji Changtian sneered. He didn't care at all. He thought too highly of himself and never thought that he would fail!

When Eagle Saint Bai Yinghan saw this, he shook his head and laughed bitterly.

Ji Changtian spread out his hands, and a plain wooden zither appeared in his hands.

"Phantom Kill!"

Ji Changtian stretched out two fingers and lightly strummed the string. In an instant, an invisible sound wave rolled out and a large piece of music danced in the sea as if it had a life of its own!

Weng! *

An astonishing scene appeared.0

With Ji Changtian as the center, the surrounding 1000 feet of space was separated from the seawater, forming a circular chamber. The seawater was evaporated like it was dry and not even a drop of water could be seen!

Ji Changtian, dressed in a black and white robe, once again played a melody.

Instantly, the scene changed. The corpses of the demon kings appeared one after another. They were all turned into dust by the sound of the invisible zither strings!

The Wing-devouring Dragon King's eyes suddenly became sharp, it clenched its fists, and its bones emitted a creepy sound.

"You!"

The Wing-devouring Dragon King's eyes were filled with hatred as it stared at Ji Changtian, like a burning flame.

"Hur hur."

Ji Changtian grinned and said, "To restore the scene of your demon clan being exterminated, the Nine Dragons Wall needs the blood of the Ancient Dragon Clan as a sacrifice for the ancestors' gods. Unfortunately, the Dragon Lord didn't come, so naturally he couldn't enter!"

"You're courting death!"

The Wing-devouring Dragon King suddenly opened its mouth and condensed a swimming black ball. The black ball gathered more and more, and got bigger and bigger.

He only stopped when a black ball the size of a water tank was formed. At first glance, this black ball seemed to be filled with terrifying energy.

"Demon Xuan Mud Pills?"

Ji Changtian became alert.

pqdm.com