Chapter 1892 Reunion with old friends

"Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird!"

The burly old man was a well-informed person, and he immediately recognized the identity of the Nine Spirits. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed, "Is it still the 'Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird' that has already gone through nine reincarnations?"

After an instant, the burly old man's eyes turned fiery when he looked at Jiuling, and greed could not help but emerge from the depths of his eyes.

The "Nine Spirit Birds of the Netherworld", which undergoes nine reincarnations, has a long life.

In this regard, it even surpasses Tianzun, almost to the point of immortality. The most important thing is that the "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" that has experienced nine reincarnations has almost no bottlenecks in cultivation. As long as it is not killed,

Stepping into the realm of the supreme deity, there is almost no suspense.

If you can control a "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird", it is equivalent to controlling a super strong person in the future.

There was no reason why he wasn't tempted. The most important thing was that this "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" was only the middle king now. It was not easy to control it.

"boom--"

There was a loud noise.

The five mid-level peak kings were already clashing with Long Jun, and their swords and thorns were fiercely shaken together. The terrifying energy rolled around like wild waves. Wherever they passed, the vegetation was turned into powder, and the rivers beside them were all turned into powder.

In the middle, huge waves hundreds of meters high were also set off, and countless waves splashed up.

After the blow, a middle-aged man vomited blood and flew out, staggering and falling thousands of meters away. However, the sword stab avoided the attacks of those people at an alarming speed and collided with them.

He climbed onto the Tianyuan barrier that was hastily formed on its chest and knocked it out directly.

However, Long Jun, who did not have such speed, was covered by several powerful attacks, and his huge body instantly retreated a thousand meters. However, this guy has thick skin and thick flesh. Although he has a lot of scars on his body, it looks like

It was bloody, but actually the strength was not affected.

"roar--"

Long Jun raised his head and hissed, his anger reached the extreme. In the past few years, the dragon team it led has continued to grow, and it was almost invincible and unstoppable. Especially when there were powerful dragons at the level of the Heavenly King in the team, it became

I have never been so embarrassed again.

High in the sky, Jiu Ling was also extremely angry. He opened his mouth, and the vast death energy roared out like a torrent of broken embankments. It instantly turned into a hurricane and swept towards the few human monks by the river. In an instant, the howling sound shook,

The surrounding light seemed to be sucked away, and the space immediately became dim and dull.

"You evil beast, you still dare to be so arrogant!"

Seeing this, the burly old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted righteously, and a fiery red spear suddenly appeared in his hand. Amidst the excited sound, a solid fiery red light exploded in front of the old man, and in an instant it was

It turned into a huge spear light as red as fire and shot forward.

The gun light was blazing, and heat surged wherever it passed. At this moment, the temperature of the area suddenly increased sharply, as if it had turned into a huge furnace.

"boom!"

In just the blink of an eye, the fiery red spear light violently collided with the hurricane of death energy.

The earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the world, and the entire space of a hundred miles around seemed to tremble violently. In just a flash of lightning, the piece of dead energy was torn into pieces, and the gun light was

It exploded with a bang, turning into unparalleled scorching energy, and continued to press towards the Nine Spirits.

"call!"

Countless nine-color auras flowed out from her body and quickly condensed into a nine-color barrier in front of Jiu Ling, like a huge shield, isolating that energy from her body. However, that energy was derived from

The force of the impact was extremely terrifying, instantly forcing the Nine Spirits back a thousand meters away.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the burly old man. The strength of this "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" was far beyond his expectation. Fortunately, it had just been promoted to the middle king. If it had been allowed to practice for a few more years,

Having completely stabilized his cultivation, he may be able to compete with the higher heavenly kings.

Fortunately, I encountered it now!

The burly old man snorted coldly, swung the spear in his hand, and killed Jiuling again.

Jiuling's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and the anger in his heart was already surging out. These guys really didn't know how to live or die. If this is the case, then don't blame her for being ruthless. After a second thought, Jiuling immediately decided,

Let Jian Xin release the group of powerful dragons who have taken refuge in the cave space.

"stop!"

But before her thoughts could turn into reality, a crisp and sweet cry burst out between heaven and earth.

Before he finished speaking, a graceful purple figure appeared between Jiu Ling and the burly old man. With a flick of his fingers, a purple aura shot out, and in an instant, it turned into countless purple sword auras.

Like locusts, they roared towards the burly old man.

The complexion of the burly old man changed slightly, and while his body retreated violently, he stabbed out a long spear like a dragon in his hand, and huge flaming red spear flowers bloomed in the void. In just a few seconds, the void filled a kilometer in front of him, and

The purple sword energy that shot out from the sky collided violently.

"boom!"

The loud sound like cracking gold and cracking rocks shook the sky, and also disturbed the nearby Long Jun and the four human monks who were about to clash together again. When the terrifying energy spread, the five figures almost invariably moved backwards.

He retreated thousands of meters to avoid being affected.

"Xiao Zihan, what do you mean?"

The burly old man finally recovered his body and stood in the void, looking at the woman in purple who was a thousand meters away with a gloomy expression on his face.

The woman in purple was none other than Xiao Zihan, the master of the Jiucai Immortal Sect. After hearing this, she did not respond immediately. Instead, she turned to look at Jiuling, bowed and saluted: "I have met the Jiuling Patriarch."

"Sect Master Xiao, you are finally here."

Jiuling's huge body fluctuated slightly, and instantly transformed into the appearance of the little girl before, with anger still on her little face.

At this moment, a shrill scream came, but in the distance, the sword thrust had already thrown the middle-level peak king to the ground, and he looked at the bloody mouth and extremely sharp fangs that were close at hand.

, the monk was frightened and screamed, desperately begging for help: "Captain, save me, save me..."

"Sword thrust, come back!" Jiuling snorted coldly before the burly old man and others could come to rescue him.

"roar!"

Sword Thorn roared, and his body turned into a stream of light. It was just a flicker, and he appeared behind Jiu Ling, standing with Long Jun. Two eyes glanced at the monk opposite him fiercely.

, but the ferocious look is still revealed unabashedly.

The surprise in Xiao Zihan's eyes flashed away, and she said apologetically: "I surprised the Patriarch."

Jiuling didn't want to vent his anger on Xiao Zihan, and said angrily: "Sect Master Xiao, this has nothing to do with you. It's really these bastards who are too hateful. I already said that I subdued these two dragons, but they are so good, they are so stubborn."
Chapter completed!