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Chapter 2187 The Battle of the Demon World Towering Dew of Good Fortune

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    But at the moment when the young man in black robe grabbed it with his five fingers, a layer of sinister cold air suddenly rolled out from the body. At the same time, the body moved sideways, and after a blur, it appeared in the void more than ten feet away.  middle.

    ?Then the pseudo-immortal stood up straight, looked at the young man in black robe with a faint golden light in his eyes, and spoke coldly:

    "Okay, you actually dare to take action. I will never have to fight you with the help of this immortal body."

    This pseudo-immortal was actually possessed by another spirit king's thoughts and controlled.

    When Han Li and the other three saw this, they were all overjoyed.

    Although this Spirit King Fennian is not on the same side as them, he is an out-and-out great help at this time.

    Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng¡¯s face darkened, and he slowly retracted his grasped palm, and replied calmly:

    "As expected, you old ghost still had a backup plan, and you even left another ray of soul in the body of that spiritual junior. But are you really able to fight with this Holy Ancestor just because you relied on a low-quality pseudo-immortal?  You only need to use 20% of your magic power to suppress you."

    "If it were in other places, I would believe this. But on this Bitter Island, you can use three or four of your magic powers, which is a good achievement. And although my pseudo-immortal body is incomplete without repair, but  If you add this thing, I would like to see how you can deal with it." The angry words of the Spirit King came from the pseudo-immortal's mouth, and then he turned his hand over, and a silver vial appeared in his hand.  .

    The surface of this bottle is uneven, vaguely imprinted with mini spiritual texts the size of ants, flashing with a faint silver light.

    "The Spirit Bottle! You have succeeded in imitating this thing. But what's the use of using this thing against me?" When the young man in black robe saw the silver bottle, he was surprised at first, but then sneered again.

    "Of course this bottle itself is of no use to you, but the contents stored in it are enough to greatly increase the magical power of the pseudo-immortal." The immortal replied with no expression on her face, and suddenly threw the vial in the air.

    The small bottle turned upside down, and various silver inscriptions appeared vaguely on the surface. Then a green light flashed at the mouth of the bottle, and a drop of emerald green liquid rolled down from it.

    The liquid is crystal clear and green, exuding an astonishing spiritual energy, as if it is the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

    Han Li, who was looking at the vial from a distance, felt the familiar aura emanating from the green droplets. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his face and heart began to tumble like a storm.

    "Isn't this aura exactly like that Although it is much thinner, the aura is the same"

    Not to mention the horror in Han Li's heart, the moment the young man in black robe saw the green liquid, his face suddenly changed. The black giant sword in his hand suddenly slashed out with a blur, and seven or eight crescent sword lights roared out, and instantly  Together, they turned into a giant sword light and rolled straight towards the pseudo-immortal.

    His other arm was raised like lightning, and a finger popped out.

    As soon as the sound broke through the air, a flash of black light shot out, and the target was the drop of green liquid.

    And at such a close distance, the attacks from both of them are almost instantaneous.

    "But the fake fairy seemed to have expected it. She did not dodge the huge sword light attack. Instead, she flicked away the black light with one finger, raised her head and suddenly opened her mouth to inhale.

    With a "swish" sound, a section of Xian Xi's finger escaped from the palm of his hand and shot out directly, and accurately hit the oncoming black light.

    The two flashed at the same time, and the fingers burst apart silently.

    After a brief pause, the black light also showed its original shape in mid-air.

    ??A mini pointed cone, completely black, almost an inch long, and faintly emitting a hint of black light. At first glance, it is an extraordinary treasure!

    But just for a moment, the drop of green liquid turned into a green line and shot downwards, and disappeared into the mouth of the pseudo-immortal in a flash.

    At this time, the giant sword light also arrived very close at hand, blurring and then exploding with an astonishing aura.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The indestructible black sword light surges out in a criss-cross direction, submerging the pseudo-immortal in it.

    Judging from the terrifying power displayed by the Black Demon Dagger, the pseudo-immortal will probably be cut into pieces in an instant.

    But the next moment, a cold snort came out from the dark sword light, and suddenly a green light bloomed.

    Then, without any warning, two big green hands poked out of the green light, and with a swipe from left to right, they separated the densely packed dark sword light.

    The sword light cuts between twoThe lines on the suction cups on the surface vaguely formed pale golden runes of different sizes, shining like an extremely mysterious magical artifact.

    "You are so brazen! If you still have any magical powers, you can show them off now. Your death will be next." Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng laughed, and his golden tongue suddenly tightened, and a burst of pea-like pain came from the pseudo-immortal's body.  Crackling sound.

    This ancestor of the demon clan actually planned to use the devil's golden tongue to forcefully explode this fake fairy.

    The pseudo-immortal is not a body of flesh and blood, and its body is no longer as hard as the ordinary Mahayana existence. However, under the tight binding of the golden tongue, it seems possible that it can be dispersed at any time.

    But after hearing the words of Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng, instead of showing fear or anger on the face of the pseudo-immortal, the corner of his mouth turned up, revealing a vague expression of weirdness and sarcasm.

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