Chapter 1235 The Magic Sword Confuses the Enemy

There were seven people in the group. The one walking in front was a young man with a solemn look. He was one of the eight Lords who had the Shenwu token. Next to him, there was a middle-aged follower in the late Mahayana stage. Judging from his attitude towards the young man, he looked like the follower of the young man.

Zhuang Xianren lagged behind the young man by half a beat and was protected by four followers in the middle. He looked a little embarrassed, unwilling and frustrated. The four followers, all of whom were in the late Mahayana stage, were now concentrating on guarding their surroundings and carefully following the young Lord towards the Xuanshi Tianmen of the Lihuo Palace of the Bagua Tiangong.

Zhuang Xianren had never thought that this trip was originally to enter the Shenwu Emperor's cave house, find an opportunity to capture Wu Xiaohu, and then go out to threaten Wu Yan and force him to surrender.

Before he came in, he learned from Xuanyuan Jie that Wu Yan had not entered the Shenwu Emperor's cave house at all, and had not even left the Tianhuang Eight Tribes. He really couldn't figure out how Xuanyuan Jie, who could open the Shenwu Emperor's cave house, could make a mistake?

Most of his followers stayed outside Tianhuang Di Laotai. This time, he only brought 20 elite followers. Who would have thought that although the Shenwu Emperor's cave was a place of inheritance, it was full of dangers.

Less than five days had passed, and 16 of his followers had been killed, 14 of whom had lost their souls and bodies. There were also two people whose souls were saved and might be fine outside, but in the Shenwu Emperor's cave, if they did not find a target to take over as soon as possible, they would probably be completely destroyed.

The seven people soon arrived near the Xuanshi Tianmen. The young man took out the Shenwu token, cast a spell, and activated the token. However, it would take more than ten breaths for the token to be completely activated and form a transmission shield.

"Mr. Zhuang, which palace are you going to this time?" The young man turned his head and asked Zhuang Xianren indifferently.

It can be seen that he already had a lot of disgust for Zhuang Xianren. If it were not for some trading relationship, he would probably not want to travel around the palaces with Zhuang Xianren anymore.

Zhuang Xianren bowed his head and pondered, still hesitating and struggling. According to his idea, since he had lost the opportunity to capture Wu Xiaohu and met Wu Yan again, it was natural that he would leave the Shenwu Emperor Cave Mansion as soon as possible to meet Xuanyuan Jie and tell him the news.

However, he was also a little unwilling. No one knew the power of the "Ice Blood Sword" that had penetrated into Wu Xiaohu's body better than him.

Zhuang Xianren knew very well that Wu Xiaohu was banned and had been completely frozen by the power of the sword. Presumably, Wu Yan was trying every means to rescue Wu Xiaohu.

This was the best opportunity for him to deal with Wu Yan.

It was rumored that the "Ice Blood Sword" was the best and most vicious ban method used to deal with martial arts masters, but little did they know that Zhuang Xianren's "Ice Blood Sword" could not only ban martial arts true qi, but also ban immortal and divine true essence.

As long as Wu Yan wanted to save Wu Xiaohu, he would definitely use his spiritual sense to explore the condition of Wu Xiaohu's body, and even use his own true energy and magic power to try to force out the knife.

If he took this opportunity to act, he could even let the knife borrow Wu Yan's true energy and escape into his life palace, and then completely freeze Wu Yan. Even if he couldn't kill Wu Yan, he could capture him.

After going out, there might not be such an opportunity.

Zhuang Xianren knew very well that Ao Xiang and Xuan Zhenyi were determined to kill Wu Xiaohu. Even if they lost the opportunity before, they would find another opportunity to do it later.

If they really killed Wu Xiaohu in the Shenwu Emperor's cave, he would never have such a good opportunity to capture Wu Yan again. He actually wanted to go to the vicinity of the Shenhuo Quwu Hall to check whether Wu Yan had used his true energy to drive away the "Forbidden Ice Blood Knife" for Wu Xiaohu.

"Let's go to the Shenmu Quwu Hall." After pondering for a moment, Zhuang Xianren gritted his teeth and made a certain determination.

He had investigated Wu Yan and Wu Xiaohu in advance, and had accidentally learned that Wu Xiaohu was a disciple of the descendants of the Great Emperor Manhuang, and this time he entered the cave of the Emperor Shenwu for the inheritance of the Great Emperor Manhuang.

Many people in the fairy world knew that the Great Emperor Manhuang had attained enlightenment in the Shenmu Tempering Martial Hall of the Shenwu Emperor's cave.

He felt that Wu Yan would most likely take the frozen Wu Xiaohu to the Shenmu Tempering Martial Hall next. This was his best and only chance!

"Okay, then I will activate the token transmission and go to the Shenmu Tempering Martial Hall. However, after entering, I will go to the Shenlei Tempering Martial Hall to find something, so I can't stay with Master Zhuang in the Shenmu Tempering Martial Hall. What do you think, Master Zhuang?"

At this time, the purple light shield had already condensed, covering the young master and his middle-aged followers. He did not immediately include Zhuang Xianren and his servant, obviously waiting to tell Zhuang Xianren this sentence.

"What do you mean? Are you going to break the previous deal? Fu Rong, others don't know your real identity, but I, Zhuang Xianren, know it very well. Don't force me!" Zhuang Xianren's expression changed slightly.

When Zhuang Xianren called out his real name, the young leader and his middle-aged followers changed their expressions at the same time. They looked around with great vigilance for a moment, and found that there was no one else. The young man snorted coldly: "Zhuang Xianren, how dare you threaten me?!"

"Hmph, I dare not." Zhuang Xianren smiled coldly, but the expression on his face clearly showed that he did not take the young leader seriously.

The young leader, whom he called Fu Rong, was about to say something, when suddenly, a ball of divine fire burst out from behind Zhuang Xianren and others without warning, and instantly wrapped their purple light shields and rushed towards the Kundi Palace light gate among the eight light gates.

The appearance of this divine fire was so strange and sudden that no one could react. By the time Zhuang Xianren realized something was wrong, the purple light shield covering Fu Rong and his entourage had been pushed into the light gate of Kundi Palace by the divine fire.

The next moment, when Fu Rong and his followers were stunned, the two of them suddenly turned into a ball of purple light, were sucked into the light gate of Kundi Palace, and disappeared.

At this time, Zhuang Xianren suddenly reacted, and in shock and anger, he jumped towards the completely disappeared light door and cursed: "Fu Rong! How dare you ignore your oath and abandon me, Zhuang Xianren. After I get out, I will never be done with you." !”

Before he could curse, the four followers sacrificed their own immortal treasures and weapons at the same time, guarding Zhuang Xianren in the middle with solemn expressions. One of them even shouted at the ball of divine fire: "How dare you, rat?" Are you using this despicable method to ruin my young master’s important affairs?”

The ball of divine fire suddenly exploded, turning into fiery insects that filled the sky. Amidst the buzzing sound, a circle with a radius of dozens of feet was formed, surrounding the five people.

"What the hell!?"

Zhuang Xianren suddenly felt like his scalp was numb when he suddenly saw Lihuo Gu filling the sky.

Each of these Lihuo Gu has the aura of a second-level evil insect, and some actually exude the aura of a third-level evil insect. Nearly ten thousand second- and third-level ferocious insects suddenly appeared here to surround them. Zhuang Xianren was really baffled and a little shocked at the same time.

"Young Master, these are the Divine Fire Vicious Insects! It's over, how could we encounter such a weird swarm of Divine Fire Vicious Insects? Everyone, please protect the young master and retreat towards the Divine Fire Tempering Palace!" A follower said in a panic.

As he spoke, he took out the immortal weapon in his hand and killed the swarm of insects in front of him. His Dongxu Divine Realm and Dongxu Spirit were all unleashed at this time, trying to break out of the encirclement.

The other three people, while protecting Zhuang Xianren, also controlled their own celestial weapons to kill the swarm of insects in front of them. The power of the four natal immortal weapons, especially those of late Mahayana monks, is naturally extraordinary.

Under the combined bombardment, it can even shake the beasts that are at the peak of the third level and close to the fourth level, let alone some vicious insects.

The insect swarm was suddenly torn open.

The eyes of several people suddenly showed a look of surprise and joy. They surrounded Zhuang Xianren and wanted to use the method of gliding and galloping to escape from this place and make further plans.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a ball of colorful divine light suddenly flew out from under the Tianmen where they were standing just now, and settled in the sky above the heads of several people.

As soon as the five-colored divine light became concentrated, it suddenly grew in size. Within a few breaths, it had turned into a size of tens of feet, and then it sprayed out streams of divine light.

The insect swarm that was originally pushed away by the four immortal weapons suddenly gathered together again.

The five people were shocked. They looked up into the sky at the same time, only to see that the object that suddenly appeared was a flying head of Wukui. It was fixed in the sky and burst out with colorful divine light, completely surrounding the five of them. .

A jet-black magic sword spurted out from one of Wukui's mouths, and in a flash it became a hundred feet in size, and suddenly slashed down on the four people's natal immortal weapons.

The four of them did not expect such a bizarre change. They had no time to take back the magical weapon, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet, control the natal magical weapon, and at the same time resist the dark magic sword.

Boom boom boom boom...

Dense explosions came from the air.

The terrifying Po Demon aura instantly turned a hundred feet in radius into a dark Po Demon world.

There is the fire power controlled by Lihuo Gu outside, but the power of Lihuo here cannot spread to the world of Pu Mo's breath.

The hundred-foot-sized dark demon sword continued to spray out streams of demonic energy as it collided with the four immortal weapons, and the sword body also continued to shrink.

Only a dozen breaths have passed, and the pitch-black demon sword has grown to be more than ten feet in size. However, as the surrounding area is filled with Pu Demon's energy, the terrifying aura emanating from the demon sword continues to increase. !

As for the four fairy weapons that had collided with the magic sword before, three of them were now demonized by Pu Demon's energy. Their spirituality was greatly lost and they were about to stumble to the ground. The only fairy weapon that showed no signs of being demonized. , but was blocked by the shrunken magic sword, completely unable to be taken back by its owner.

"Who!? Who is it!? Come out here! I am the direct disciple of the Zhuang family and the Li family in the fairy world. My father is the deputy head of the Dengtianmen. You dare to attack me. My father, the Zhuang family, and the Li family I won’t let you go!”

Zhuang Xianren, who was frightened by this scene, was hoarse at the moment and threatened the Wukuiling Witch King in the air with a fierce expression.

He thought that Wu Kui Fei Shou was a clone of someone, and he wanted to kill him now, so he couldn't help but be frightened to death.

"Jiejiejiejiejie...Zhuang, Li family, deputy head of the Dengtianmen? Is that a big deal? I, Puya, want to kill you, and you, the King of Heaven, must die!"

A burst of weird laughter came from Wukui's flying head. The sound was filled with some kind of strange and terrifying magic sound power. The threats in his words suddenly made the faces of several people become even more ugly.

"No! Young Master, I remembered that this clone of Wukui Flying Skull is probably really Pu Ya, the son of the Pu Demon God Realm! These demonic energy that can demonize our immortal weapons are pure Pu Demon's energy, there is no mistake about it. ! This is trouble!"

One of Zhuang Xianren's followers had extraordinary knowledge. He immediately deduced the identity of the person from the weird laughter and the demonic aura around him.

"I have never had any conflicts with people from the Pu Demon God Realm. Why did he sneak attack on me?" Zhuang Xianren roared in confusion and anger.