Chapter 307: Demonic Extermination and Tragic Change

Wu Yan was slightly surprised, patted his storage bag, and raised his hand to take out an object. Several spells hit the inch-sized object, and at the same time, a spiritual consciousness split out and attached to the object.

As the spiritual light flashed, Wu Yan raised his hand and threw the object to the Yaksha evil spirit, but the object thrown by Wu Yan instantly turned into a ferocious tiger-shaped monster that was six or seven feet tall and more than ten feet long.

However, this tiger-shaped monster was ferocious and terrifying, cold and indifferent. When it shook its head and tail, it made a metal friction sound that made people's ears numb. This huge tiger-shaped monster was actually a puppet mechanical beast.

Roar!

Although the tiger-shaped monster was a puppet mechanical beast, its movements were very different from ordinary puppets and were extremely agile.

But before the Yaksha evil spirit's blood fork fell, this tiger-shaped puppet mechanical beast opened its huge mouth and aimed at the Yaksha evil spirit with a stunned expression and sprayed a spiritual light as thick as a bucket.

After a moment of surprise, the Yaksha ghost angrily raised his hand to stab the tiger-shaped puppet mechanical beast with the blood fork that was originally stabbed at Wu Yan.

The spiritual light and the blood fork collided with each other, and the sound of the explosion of magic power sounded. The Yaksha ghost and the tiger-shaped puppet mechanical beast were shocked and retreated dozens of feet at the same time.

Wu Yan saw that the tiger-shaped puppet mechanical beast and the Yaksha ghost were evenly matched, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With his own spiritual consciousness commanding the puppet mechanical beast, as long as the spiritual stone and spiritual power were continuously supplied, Wu Yan expected that the Yaksha ghost would not be able to get rid of the entanglement of the tiger-shaped puppet mechanical beast and would have no time to deal with him.

Wu Yan no longer cared about the Yaksha ghost released by Wu Mo, but focused on trapping and destroying Wu Mo's original magic knife.

Wu Mo was also surprised when he saw Wu Yan release a puppet beast comparable to the Jindan stage, especially because the puppet beast was very different from ordinary puppets. Its movements were so agile that it looked like a spirit beast. Even though he was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, he was still a little shocked.

However, he didn't have time to study how Wu Yan could have such a strange puppet beast. Seeing that his original magic treasure was about to be destroyed, Wu Mo's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He simply ignored the original magic treasure and began to refine the magic treasure in his giant palm with his condensed magic claws.

What puzzled him was that he had used magic energy to refine the Wind Demon Blood Soul Flag magic treasure three times in a row, but the magic treasure in his palm seemed to still be full of magic spirits, and there was no sign of being refined.

At this time, a strange smile flashed across Wu Yan's face. He suddenly raised his palm and cast several magic spells, shouting: "Five Spirit Wind Demon, ban this person's god for me!"

As Wu Yan cast the magic spells and shouted, the black devil claw that was originally holding the "Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden God Flag" suddenly blew out a purple lightning magic wind!

The black devil claws that were dozens of feet long, as the purple lightning magic wind blew out, shattered into scattered magic energy all over the sky. Four magic winds whistled loudly, and four blood flags suddenly floated out, instantly surrounding Wu Mo in the center of the formation.

The other blood flag fled to the sky above his head. After it condensed, a phantom of a purple lightning wind demon with a bird's head and a human body poked out half of its body from the blood-colored flag. On a pair of magic hands, each holding a purple lightning, staring at Wu Mo below fiercely.

Wu Mo was shocked and no longer calm!

However, the four blood-colored demon flags on the four sides were shaking at this time, and a wind demon with different skin color and appearance appeared from each of them. A white-faced long-tongued wind demon held the demon wind mourning stick with both hands, a black-faced long-tongued wind demon grabbed the demon wind ghost flag with both hands, a bull-headed ghost-faced wind demon grabbed the demon wind iron chain with both hands, and a horse-headed ghost-faced wind demon grabbed the double hooks with both hands. The four ghost-faced wind demons trapped Wu Mo in the formation. As the blood-colored demon flags continued to shake, they simultaneously called the magic weapons in their hands to Wu Mo.

"Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden God Flag! You actually refined the forbidden magic treasure of the upper realm! You..." Wu Mo pointed blankly at Wu Yan outside the formation, and his words were already trembling with horror and fear!

A fierce look flashed in Wu Yan's eyes. This person actually knew the origin of this treasure, and he must not let it stay!

"Destroy!" Wu Yan uttered the magic formula lightly. The Devil Wind Mourning Stick was fixed on Wu Mo's forehead in an instant, the Devil Wind Ghost Banner covered his head, the Devil Wind Iron Chain bound his limbs, and the Devil Wind Double Hooks locked his throat.

Wu Mo was filled with horror and regret at this moment, secretly hating himself for agreeing to that man's request and running to trouble Wu Yan, the cultivator of the Announcement Sect. This was not trouble for others, this was to give up his life!

At this moment, he was full of demonic energy, and was restrained by the demonic winds on all sides. How could he still operate? He was just a demon cultivator who had just entered the Demonic Aperture Stage not long ago, and the 365 Demonic Apertures had not yet been fully opened. How could he resist the attack of the forbidden magic treasure of the upper realm?

"Fellow Daoist Wu, let's talk it over. I'm willing..." Wu Mo opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but Wu Yan's magic spell ban had already been issued, and it was too late for him to beg for mercy. As the bird-headed human body Thunder Wind Demon on top of him rubbed his hands together and sent down a purple lightning, Wu Mo, a demon cultivator in the Demonic Acupoint Stage, who had cultivated for hundreds of years to form a demon seed, was directly blown away by the purple thunder demon wind into a soul and a body. Under the four demon flags, in an instant, his scattered soul was blown out, his spirit was blown away, his god was tied to death, and his body was blown into ashes.

It seems that he has obtained the orthodox inheritance of the magic way, and he is practicing the real ancient magic skills, not the side door magic skills. After the orthodox magic skills are successfully cultivated, they need to form a demon seed, refine the magic orifice, and cultivate the ancient demon body. The side door magic skills are for the magic cultivators who cultivate the demon spirit Yuanying.

Unfortunately, he was so unlucky that he met Wu Yan, a freak monk who cultivated the body of a demon. Even more unlucky was that he ran into the "Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden Flag", a first-class forbidden magic treasure in the Three Realms, and ended up with his soul destroyed.

With a loud roar, the tiger-shaped puppet mechanical beast swallowed the Yaksha evil spirit that had lost control.

Wu Yan raised his hand and the "Xuanjia Kunxian Sword" turned into a spiritual light and sank into his body. At this moment, in his hand, an inch-long black knife that had lost its magic spirit was motionless like a dead object.

The black magic energy dissipated, and five blood-colored light balls wrapped in a storage bag and two leather bags appeared in front of Wu Yan.

Wu Yan collected the storage bag and the leather bag with the Qingniu bag. Just as he was about to open his mouth to suck the five blood-colored light balls into his stomach, he suddenly felt a huge explosion of spiritual power in the sky.

Wu Yan looked up at the sky in horror, his face turned pale, and then he woke up, extremely angry, and turned directly into a blood-colored escape light and fled to the sky!

Just when he killed Wu Mo just now, someone took advantage of the gap and completely destroyed the colorful spiritual energy that Master Jin had condensed to condense the Nascent Soul!

No one knew what had detonated the colorful spiritual cloud that was over 150 miles in radius. At this moment, the colorful spiritual cloud had been shattered and was escaping in all directions. In the center of the colorful spiritual cloud, a large area of ​​dark green poisonous gas was rolling and spreading in all directions like an explosion, tainting the colorful spiritual cloud into filthy demonic poison!

Below the poisonous gas, at this moment, Feng Hanxiao, Mo Ao, Tian Qi, Zhang Feng and his wife, and five others, were surrounding the two monks, and seemed to be arguing loudly about something. One of the old men, who looked clear-headed, was holding Shui Ling'er in his hand.

Wu Yan arrived in an instant, and the blood-colored light disappeared. He just heard Mo Ao's furious voice: "You bastard, you destroyed my master's infant formation. I will fight you!"

The man Mo Ao scolded was an old man dressed like Wu Mo who was just killed by Wu Yan. It seemed that this old man was also a cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect. He was about to say something with a look of disdain. Not far away on the other side, an old man with simple clothes and clear appearance stood in the void with an indifferent face. Shui Ling'er seemed to be controlled by his forbidden technique.

"Did you poison me?" Wu Yan's voice was like the dark wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, and his eyes stared at the old man in black fiercely.

"Hahaha! How dare you talk to me like this..." The old man in black was about to say something.

Wu Yan saw Feng Hanxiao, Mo Ao and Tian Qi had all used their magic weapons and attacked the black-clothed old man in anger and rage. How could he not understand? He screamed in grief: "Five Spirit Wind Demons, burn this man!"

Five blood-colored flags suddenly landed on the black-clothed monk's head. In each blood-colored flag, a wind demon appeared at the same time. When the black-clothed monk showed a look of shock on his face, the five spirit wind demons fell on him.

In an instant, the black-clothed old man seemed to wake up, his face changed violently, and he could no longer care about anything else. He immediately slapped his head without hesitation, and a black light suddenly flashed, but it was a demon baby about an inch tall. The demon baby was holding a magic seal and a storage bag in his arms and was about to escape.

But when his body turned into ashes, his demon baby sadly discovered that his soul had been imprisoned in this instant.

Wu Yan smiled bitterly, and cast the magic formula continuously. The five blood demon flags shook violently, and the five wind demon phantoms opened their mouths and spewed out green magic flames at the same time.

The dark demon baby's face was full of fear at this time. When it screamed, the five magic flames had descended at the same time.

How could everyone expect that Wu Yan would make such a strange change in a few breaths after his appearance? Especially the old man who had controlled Shui Ling'er with forbidden techniques, his eyes showed deep shock and horror, his eyes widened, and he stared deeply at the demon baby that had begun to self-ignite in the five blood demon flags.

In just a few breaths, the demon baby had been burned to ashes by the magic flames, and even the magic treasure and storage bag in the demon baby's arms were burned to ashes.

Ao Jiandai and the other two were so frightened that they even forgot to collect their magic weapons. Three spiritual lights hit the five blood demon flags at the same time, and the spiritual energy scattered all over the sky.

The three of them came back to their senses in shock at the same time, hurriedly made hand gestures to collect their magic weapons, and looked at Wu Yan, their faces full of disbelief.

"Ancestor Jin Xuan, did you also participate in destroying my master's infant formation?" Wu Yan stared at the clear-eyed old man coldly.

"Are you really Wu Yan? The disciple who worshipped at the Five Elements Peak back then?" The clear-eyed old man was the former supreme elder of the Xiuzhen Sect, and now the Ancestor Jin Xuan of the Xianjian Sect's Xiuzhen Hall. He was staring at Wu Yan in a daze at this moment.

Wu Yan looked cold, raised his hand, and five blood-colored demon flags suddenly appeared above Ancestor Jin Xuan's head.