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Chapter 1918 Battle of the Demon Realm Myriad Spirit Beasts

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    The leading patriarchs and elders of other families were accustomed to this scene. After hearing the words of the ancestors of the Long family, they each waved at the disciples behind them, and each of them walked out of the crowd holding a palm-sized jade bottle.  Quickly go to Wanlingtai.

    At the same time, a golden light flashed on the surface of the ancestor of the Long family, and with a sway of his figure, he directly entered the light shield covering the Wanling Terrace, and then at a low altitude, he shot a golden light downward with one hand.

    The golden light was fleeting, and disappeared into the bluestone ground below.

    Immediately the next moment, there was a deep roar from the Wanling Terrace, and a simple blue stone basin appeared near the white magic circle.

    This basin is long and flat, about ten feet long, and there are strange light black patterns imprinted on the surrounding surface, which seems to be extremely old.

    At this time, the children of the aristocratic families who walked out walked to the stone basin one by one, took the lid of the jade bottle in their hands, and let the bottle mouth turn over and pour down

    Streams of liquids of different colors rolled out of the bottle, some had an unpleasant smell, some had a strange fragrance, and some were colorless and odorless, just like clear water.

    After pouring dozens of different liquids into the basin, each of them condensed into a ball without any intention of merging.

    The ancestor of the Long family turned a blind eye to all this, just looked at the increasingly dazzling light in the magic circle, and looked up at the astonishing purple gold net high in the sky, without any expression in the air.

    Outside the Wanling Terrace, all the fit monks stood up, looking in the direction of the magic circle, and their expressions also became dignified.

    There was a loud "boom"!

    The runes of various colors gushing out of the huge magic circle suddenly condensed together and turned into a huge light ball with a diameter of several feet, which slowly rotated non-stop in the sky above the magic circle.

    But after only spinning a few times, the ball of light burst open with a muffled sound, and a monster with eight heads appeared inside.

    With the body of a lion and the head of a dragon, the figure is very vague, as if it is just a phantom, and the breath is just an ordinary existence in the early stage of refining the void.  But as the eight different heads swayed from side to side, sixteen sinister gazes swept past under the Wanling Terrace, causing all the people who were looked at to shiver, as if a strange cold swept across their bodies.

    Fortunately, at the next moment, the ancestor of the Long family in the air arched his hands and said slowly:

    "Welcome Master Wan Ling to come again, please enjoy the true blood sacrifices enshrined by the fifty-one true spirit families of our human race."

    The monster named Wan Ling raised its head, looked at the ancestor of the Long family in the air, and without saying a word, flew out of the magic circle lightly and came to the space above the stone basin.

    The eight heads opened their mouths wide, and the liquid in the basin turned into eight liquid columns that flew up and submerged into the beast's mouth.

    After a while, the offerings in the basin were sucked up by the monster, and then a layer of strange light appeared on the surface of the beast, and the blurred body suddenly became clear as if it were real.

    Then the monster glanced at the monks outside the stone platform, and the eight-headed group roared loudly.

    An astonishing aura emanated from this beast, climbing wildly from the early stage to the middle stage of refining the void, and then to the late stage

    In an instant, the aura of this beast reached the peak level in the late stage of fusion.  No, it seems to be half a chip higher than this level, as if half of one foot has stepped into the Mahayana realm.

    Han Li's originally calm face, after feeling the violent aura emanating from the Wanling Terrace, his eyes could not help but freeze.  .

    Fortunately, after reaching this level, it seems that this beast can improve the limit, and the huge breath finally stagnated smoothly.

    However, the behavior of the eight monsters at the next moment made many monks of the family almost lose their voices in fright.

    The eight heads of this beast suddenly lifted high into the sky at the same time, and with the sound of stabbing, a blue lightning bolt as thick as a bowl spewed out from each head, and in a flash, it hit the sky high in the air.  Purple gold on the grid.

    Seeing this situation, even some beings in the fusion period couldn't help but change their expressions.

    On the contrary, although the ancestor of the Long family was very close to the eight monsters, after the muscles on his face twitched, he still kept his expression unchanged.

    Several earth-shattering loud noises!

    The purple and blue arcs intertwined in the air, and turned into groups of electric lights the size of wheels, bursting in the air one after another.

    But after a while, the lightning stopped, and the purple-gold giant net shook a few times, then calmed down as if nothing had happened, and the silk did not appear to be damaged.

    Seeing this situation, the eight monsters' eyes narrowed, and their eight mouths slowly closed.

    &nThe opportunity of the family, and the requirements to accept the challenge of the next family.  Both once.  However, challengers cannot challenge families that are more than five members of their own family. If several families send out challengers to the same family, the one with the highest ranking has the qualification to challenge.  Of course, according to the usual practice, the ranking among the five major families such as me is completely invalidated at this time, and it is necessary to re-rank the wheel battle before starting the challenge of other families.  Fairy Lin, Fellow Daoist Lin, come up too, let's draw lots to decide the opponents in the first round.  "

    "Hey, what's the point of drawing lots. Anyway, when I met your Long family, Lin thought he was defeated, so he must have given up on his own initiative. However, I have practiced a little or two = small magic powers. If I meet Fairy Ye, I might ask for advice.  It's gone." Among the five families of true spirits, the last family consisting entirely of male cultivators heard a lazy male voice.

    The speaker was a man with loose hair wearing a dark green robe and a strange silver ring on his head. His appearance was as delicate as a woman's.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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