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"Look at what that guy looks like... he is a corpse demon?"

"Yes, that's a corpse demon. Damn, it's indeed a demon cultivator, and he actually has a corpse demon around him..."

"Guard the Burial Valley, don't jump down by them in a panic, and waste their treasures..."

Some people from the world shouted and guarded the passage to the Burial Corpse Valley, but they were worried that the treasures would be buried in despair, so they jumped into the Burial Corpse Valley with Meng Xuan in their arms. The treasures on these two people had not been searched and they had jumped down. Wouldn't they waste those treasures? It should be noted that Burial Corpse Valley is a Jedi, and no one in the audience dared to go down to find something.

"Young Master... I just found a magic circle underneath the Burial Valley..."

Baopen ignored the others and whispered to Meng Xuan while the demonic energy had not completely swallowed his reason, "Since there is a magic array, there must be vitality. I have just roughly calculated the life gate of the magic array below... and I will send you there if I try everything, but... if I am killed by them, it's fine. If I am not dead, you must... don't let me be devil!"

As the treasure pot said, he suddenly let out a long whistle and ran towards one direction.

"Kill him..."

"It is a corpse demon, the Vajra is indestructible, and it has infinite power...attack with fire..."

"Who has the fire talisman?"

For a moment, the heroes from the world shouted and chased the treasure pot.

However, the treasure pot was almost intoxicated, with only a trace of spiritual intelligence still in existence. In terms of strength or speed, the attacks of the people from all over the world hit him, but almost no one could affect it. They were still running towards him desperately. Meng Xuan, who was in his arms, was not hurt because his body was wrapped in iron armor.

"Cut his legs..."

"Set a tripping rope..."

"Use the hook and sickle spear quickly..."

Seeing that it was about to be surrounded by treasure pot, the people in the world yelled.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh"

All kinds of weapons were thrown out, determined to keep the treasure pot. At the same time, some powerful warriors also jumped out and rushed forward with weapons. Seeing that the body of the treasure pot was almost invulnerable to swords and guns, even if they cut the wound on him, they would heal quickly under the influence of the demonic energy, so they simply abandoned him and waved the sword to attack Meng Xuan, with a very vicious intention.

"roar……"

The treasure pot was furious. It held Meng Xuan and couldn't take any action to attack. But as he got angry, the demonic energy around him condensed and turned into two big hands. He fished forward and knocked away the people in the martial arts world who were attacking Meng Xuan. He picked up one of them casually, grabbed one with one hand, and was about to tear him apart. The martial arts world was shocked...

However, at this moment, Baobao's movements suddenly slowed down, as if he had remembered something. His hands slowed down, but he did not tear him apart, but waved his hand and threw him away.

Although the magic intention has swallowed most of the reason of Treasure Powder, the only trace of reason still makes Treasure Powder resist the act of murder.

"Boom boom boom..."

The demonic energy around the treasure pot swept across it, sweeping all the people in the world who were blocking it to both sides, holding Meng Xuan, and strode to one direction. At this time, he seemed to have only that target in his eyes.

"Brother Hua, that corpse demon is so powerful, far from comparable to ordinary corpse demons. I can only ask you to take action..."

When Taoist Qingyang saw the appearance of the treasure pot with a huge demonic energy, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and said to Huashan Tong.

Huashan Tong looked indifferent, sighed softly, and said, "Meng Xuan, Meng Xuan, as a disciple of Tianchi, you are so good at corpse refining techniques, and you refine a corpse demon like an ordinary person. Sure enough, there are some tricks... If I had known that you had this ability, I wouldn't have chosen to provoke you. Unfortunately, since this has come to this, you honestly send me the head and help me join the Red Maru Poetry Club..."

While he was speaking, he had already taken action.

The talisman above his head flew up, and the golden light turned into a golden sword and fell into his hand, and then he slashed it out with one knife.

"laugh……"

The golden sword light slashed on the treasure pot, instantly tearing the demonic energy around him, almost splitting him in half.

"Ao..."

The treasure pot roared, and the rolling yin energy was sucked into his body and began to repair his wounds.

And its feet didn't stop at all, and it was still running desperately.

"You can actually withstand my sword... Even if you are a corpse demon, you are still proud..."

Huashan Tong failed to take down the treasure pot, and his brows frowned. As he spoke, the second sword had already begun to condense his divine power. At this time, he did not retain it, and the green killing aura also raised at the same time. After condensing enough power, he suddenly roared and slashed out again. With a "boom", the sword was almost like a golden wave, directly swept over.

"roar……"

Baopen noticed the crisis behind him, and no longer cared about himself, and threw Meng Xuan out with all his might.

Meng Xuan turned his head in the air with difficulty, and saw the last touch of concern in Baobao's eyes, which was flooded with endless magical intentions.

Behind him was the golden sword wave that surged like a wave.

"Ao..."

At this time, the treasure pot could no longer speak, and could only roar in anger with instinct.

The moment Meng Xuan was thrown out, his last trace of reason was also swallowed by the demonic intention, and his eyes suddenly turned bloody red.

With a crazy roar, it suddenly turned around, and its body was filled with demonic energy and pounced towards the overwhelming golden sword waves of Huashantong.

In the last trace of reason, Baopen still knew that this golden sword wave would cause harm to Meng Xuan and wanted to block him with a demon body.

"Treasure pot..."

Meng Xuan was in mid-air, looking at the surging demonic energy above the treasure pot's head, and tried his best to call out only two words.

"Treasure pot, why don't you jump down with me..."

"Are you afraid that the sword light will hurt me? Or are you afraid that... the deviled self will hurt me..."

"You are so stupid... I'm not scolding you at all..."

"Brother... If I can leave the valley alive, I will definitely slaughter all the people present and avenge you..."

At this moment, Meng Xuan had endless words to say, but could only chant in his heart.

He had no strength to speak, and now that he could not understand the treasure pot anymore.

My body fell down, fell on the slope of the Burial Valley, and began to slide down quickly. The evil and strange thorn vines on the slope did not hurt Meng Xuan's body. It was not until this time that Meng Xuan knew that the treasure pot was wearing iron armor for him. When this silly scholar was pressed down on the edge of the valley, he not only saw through the magic circle in the valley, but also observed the thorn on the slope, right?

Others say that the Burial Valley of Corpse is a dangerous place, but the treasure pot found that there was a magic circle in the valley.

The book says that there is no ultimate formation in the world. As long as it is a magic array, there will be a glimmer of life. Therefore, the treasure pot believes that the valley bottom can escape.

So in order to save Meng Xuan, he took the initiative to get rid of everyone and took Meng Xuan to escape here just to gain a glimmer of hope.

Before this, Meng Xuan always thought that this stupid scholar didn't know anything, but it turned out that half a year had passed, and Treasure Powder had a deep understanding of his body, and even knew that only by being possessed by demons could he exert his strongest power.

With a rapid decline, Meng Xuan could no longer see the scene at the entrance of the valley, and only vaguely saw the golden light in the sky that seemed to suddenly disappear.

A faint roar seemed to be coming from a distance, and is another master coming?

Angry cursing sounded, it was a strange voice. Who was he? Who was he yelling at him?

Meng Xuan didn't know if this was an illusion. He was so drowsy that he was no longer very clear-headed.

The Burial Valley was very deep, and Meng Xuan slid down for a long time before finally touching the ground.

He lay on the ground, looking up at the purple mist lingering at the entrance of the valley, and wanted to go crazy and cry.

But in the end, he did nothing and just closed his eyes.

Use the magic trick to suppress the plague in your body.

If an ordinary person had been eroded so deeply by the plague, he would have died long ago.

Fortunately, Meng Xuan has already practiced the Immortal Art of Severe Illness, and his resistance to disease energy is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

One day, two days, three days...

Pulling the silk and peeling the cocoon, fighting with the disease for control of this body...

It was not until the night fell on the fourth day that Meng Xuan finally sat up and vomited black blood.

The plague demon has not yet been refined, and his body is still as weak as it is, but at least it has been relieved and can move.

Looking up at the valley, the valley walls were 70 degrees sloped, full of thorny vines. With his current physical condition, he would definitely not be able to get up. Meng Xuan could only find a safe place in this valley to refine the plague.

Now his plague has invaded his lungs and his body is extremely weak. If he does not refine it, his body's functions will completely decay.

Rumbled, Meng Xuan was about to take a step, when suddenly a huge shock came from around him, the demonic energy was surging, and the stars were changing.

"Not good... it touched the magic circle..."

Meng Xuan was shocked, but it turned out that when the treasure pot was at the entrance of the valley, it was already accurate to see the life gate of the magic circle. However, when he threw Meng Xuan down, Meng Xuan was tripped by the vines because he was sliding down the valley slope, and he had changed his falling direction. He didn't know where the magic circle fell, and it was not much to lie there, but with a slight movement, it touched the huge magic circle at the bottom of the valley.

While the magic circle was running, Meng Xuan felt dizzy and stressed.

The magic array at the bottom of the valley is extremely powerful. Even when Meng Xuan was in the period of victory, he could not resist the power of this magic array, let alone at this time?
Chapter completed!