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Chapter 293 Devil's Death

The Qinglong Yuan Transformation Technique was obtained from the masters of the Sun family and was a broken article. Later, Qingyuan killed the ancestor of the Sun family, and in fact, the complete book could be obtained.

But the ancient mirror itself has the ability to deduce Taoism. In order to temper himself, Qingyuan borrowed the ancient mirror to deduce it. To this day, although it is still a broken piece, it has been supplemented by 80%. If you want to make up for the remaining 20%, it is not far away.

Although only 80% of the remaining Taoist techniques are left, they can become perfect after being blessed by the ancient mirror, which is more than ten times better than the Qinglong Yuan Transformation Technique personally performed by the ancestor of the Sun family.

As Qingyuan casts spell, the green dragon roars out of the mirror and hits the old man behind.

The old man screamed and fell down.

"This is the first time since the deduction, this method has been used. In the Taoist technique in my hands, its power is probably second only to the eight Fire Dragon Taoist."

Qingyuan was quite satisfied with the power of this technique. With a slight shock, the earth pillar under his feet shattered and he fell from the air.

With a bang.

Kiyohara stood on the ground, but her feet were almost trapped in the soil.

"Junior."

The old man shouted angrily: "It's just a bullying me and I was seriously injured. If I was in my prime, you would definitely not be my opponent... Just because you are just the fifth heaven..."

As he said that, his tone suddenly stopped.

The skills he had just displayed were between the fifth and sixth levels, but he was still easily defeated, and this young man seemed to have not done his best.

"Senior is worthy of being a person from the Demon Realm." Qingyuan sighed a little and said, "According to this serious injury, he has already died. He was first injured by a sword, then his arms were broken one after another, and his feet were cut off, and then his feet were cut off. Finally, he was hit by a Qinglong Yuan Transformation Technique, but he has not died. Even if a real person has only half of his body left after such injuries, he may not be able to leave his life like his senior."

At this moment, the old man was already in a state of perseverance. It was still difficult to save the rest of his breath, and he could no longer attack Kiyohara.

Qingyuan approached and looked down, saying, "Since my senior is not dead, I want to see the hidden magical aura."

As the words fell, the ancient mirror appeared, hanging above the head, and the light of the mirror fell around him.

Qingyuan acted quite cautiously. Although the old man could hardly take action, he avoided accidents and still allowed the ancient mirror to protect himself.

"People are the slaughter, I am the fish..." The old man suddenly smiled and said, "I have been practicing for many years, how can I let you, the younger generation be humiliated?"

He raised his head and smiled, a ray of haze appeared in his eyes.

Qingyuan's expression was slightly condensed, and he reached out to find out. Yuan Ling's grasping hand suddenly came out and held the old man's remaining body.

But the next moment, Yuan Ling's grasping hand was stretched out.

The old man was covered in black smoke and demonic energy.

"The Aura of Demon Domain..." Qingyuan stepped back, the white jade ruler fell on his hand, and the thunder magic power was accumulating momentum, and he pinched the seal with his left hand, and the eight fire dragon paths were about to be emitted.

However, at this moment, the gray and black aura suddenly dissipated and spread into the void.

The old man lay on the ground, his eyes were dull, his face was pale, and his vitality was silent.

"What's going on?"

Qingyuan's eyes showed a look of surprise. Just now, he clearly realized the murderous intent from the old man. He must have planned to activate the magical energy at the cost of his life, fight for the last time, and let himself burn with him.

But unexpectedly, the demonic energy dissipated and the old man died immediately.

"It shouldn't be like this. Although he has the will to die, he just wants to die with me, rather than extinguish his own life... Could it be that something happened?"

Qing turned to the old man and looked down at the peaceful old man.

Before being contaminated with demonic energy, perhaps this was also a kind and cultivator, or a person revered as an old god, but after being contaminated with demonic energy, his temperament changed drastically, and he was arrogant and killed and sucked blood.

Kiyohara squatted down slightly.

This old man had used the magical aura once before, and this time he fought again before dying. But in addition, even when he cut off his feet, he did not activate the magical aura. It was not easy to use the magical aura, and perhaps he would have to pay a price.

I am afraid that when I killed the disciples of the Hong generation of Shouzhengdao Sect, I also used the aura of the Demon Realm. Otherwise, this old man would probably find it difficult to kill the disciples of the sixth level of the Shouzhengdao Sect.

"When you don't breathe in the Demon Realm, although you are more fierce and act more ruthless, it is still difficult to judge from your breath."

"But after using the magical aura, the ability will increase greatly. But it can be concluded that it is not easy to use, and perhaps there will be a lot of money..."

"this……"

Qingyuan Zheng thought about it himself, but suddenly realized something was different.

The demonic energy that had just dissipated seemed to disappear completely without any trace.

"eccentric……"

Qingyuan had this idea in his mind, and Gu Cang had already realized that the battle here was pacified and rushed over.

Seeing the old man's body lying on the ground, a ray of light flashed through Gu Cang's golden eyes, and he thought to himself: "It turns out that the sir won."

Kiyohara stood up and sighed, "I'll just bury this broken body."

Gu Cang should have looked at the old man and said, "Sir, he is very powerful?"

Qingyuan said: "It should have been very powerful and could kill the disciples of the sixth level of the Shouzhengdao Sect. In the state of ordinary cultivators, even if they are not at the level of a real person, they can surpass the sixth level of the ordinary cultivators. However, after a previous battle, he was already seriously injured and his ability was greatly reduced. In fact, I took advantage of this battle."

Gu Cang scratched his head and smiled, "But no matter how powerful he is, he was eventually killed by his husband."

Qingyuan shook his head slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed something was wrong and immediately looked at the sky.

The sky is far away, and the clouds are vast.

But at a glance, Qingyuan saw a thin dot in the sky and quickly approached.

It was a Taoist, but in an instant, he had already arrived in front of him.

Keeping the righteous way?

Qingyuan's pupils shrink slightly.

The man had arrived here, landed on the ground, and turned into a middle-aged Taoist.

Although this Taoist man was middle-aged, his face was fair and had no beard, and his face was pale and bloodless. His temples were slightly messy, his robe was damaged by a broken corner, and his whisk was damaged. It was obviously a fierce battle.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at him, suddenly drew his sword, pointed at Qingyuan, and asked, "Where is my junior brother?"

The sword blade's aura is extremely sharp.

The person who came is already in the real world!

Qingyuan felt a pain in her face, and her temples on her cheeks suddenly broke.

Gu Cang took a few steps back, his pupils contracted, and he felt shocked.

Qingyuan started the general trend of mountains and rivers, and stabilized itself, and then used the June impurity view to calm the mind from the oppression of the sword energy. Then he took a deep breath and replied, "It's there..."

As the fingertips pointed, under the operation of Qingyuan, the land turned open and a corpse appeared.

The corpse was also a middle-aged Taoist, with long beards and chests, wide eyes, painful and twisted face, and the wound on the chest was covered with blood.

"Junior brother..." The real person gasped, looked at Kiyohara with murderous intent, and said sternly: "How did he die?"

Qingyuan pointed to the old man's body on the ground and said, "This person is a remnant of the Demon Realm. The noble Taoist priest fought with him because..."

Speaking of this, Qingyuan's thought flashed through his mind and continued: "It was the other party's sneak attack that made the Taoist priest lose his life, but the strong immortal technique of the Shouzheng Taoist Sect also made the old man exhausted. When the younger generation came just now, the old man was dying. Later, after the younger generation realized that it was a remnant of the Demon Realm, he killed the demon on behalf of the Guimen."

The real person looked cold, not sure whether he believed it or not. After a moment, he said coldly: "I know the remnants of the Demon Realm, and I know that I am from the sect of the righteous Taoism. It seems that you are not an ordinary Taoist practitioner. I wonder which sect is under the sect?"

Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged, and he politely bowed slightly, saying, "Pre-Qin Mountains and Seas." (To be continued.)
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