Cultivator Returns to the City Chapter 812: Witchcraft

Looking at the demon Lord Huangquan who was still alive, Yin Xiu couldn't help being a little surprised, his eyes swept over the **** long knife in his hand, and the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.

Being able to split the lightning that oneself emits, and at the same time protect the Demon Lord Huangquan who holds the knife, this is absolutely not what an ordinary magic weapon can do.

"Interesting, it seems that today's harvest is not small."

Yin Xiu couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, muttering to himself in secret.

At this time, the violent thunder and lightning in the sky has gradually begun to weaken, and the ‘chain’ that runs across the sky has gradually become blurred.

Including that the imprint of the law, like the sky full of stars, has faded and gradually disappeared...

Yin Xiu, the witch god, who urges his body's magical power to suppress all kinds of disasters between heaven and earth, naturally feels this more clearly. Although he was facing the Demon Lord Huangquan at the moment, most of his power was suppressing various natural disasters.

Now as the imprint of the law gradually disappears, the shock of all kinds of disasters is obviously rapidly weakening. If it was said that Yin Xiu had to work a little bit to completely suppress it, then it has become very easy now.

In fact, it is true. In other places outside China, all kinds of disasters are gradually calming down.

Those shocking waves on the vast ocean are quickly calming down, the magma columns ejected by the violent volcanoes are getting shorter and shorter, less and less, and strong winds and earthquakes are also constantly weakening...

It's just that, after experiencing the previous catastrophe, the entire world except China, can be said to be reduced to ruins.

Moreover, at least 60% to 70% of people died directly in those disasters. This is indeed a catastrophe that can be called a doomsday.

This catastrophe almost destroyed everything, and the rest of the life after the catastrophe can only stare blankly at the surrounding ruins, and there are wailing and groans in their ears.

The whole scene is extremely messy and desolate, and people only feel a wave of helplessness and despair in their hearts...

"Don’t you think it’s too late to escape now?"

Sorcerer Yin Xiu looked at Huangquan Demon Lord who suddenly turned around and wanted to flee towards the very turbid Yellow Spring River in mid-air, and couldn't help but sneered.

Immediately, a witch curse was immediately cast on his hand, and the demon Lord Huangquan who had escaped halfway was imprisoned in the air.

Although Huangquan Demon Lord is full of hatred and anger towards Yin Xiu in his heart, but since Yin Xiu's two shots just now, he already understands that Yin Xiu's cultivation base will far outperform him. With his strength, Even with the ancient magic weapon Luo Tianhua Blood Sword in his hand, he definitely couldn't compete with Yin Xiu.

However, even if he wants to run away, he can't run if he wants to.

Being imprisoned in midair by Yin Xiu, the Demon Lord Huangquan couldn't help glaring at Yin Xiu, gritted his teeth and exclaimed: "Who are you? Your cultivation level should be at least already in the tribulation period. Huh? Could it be said that you are from the ancient "Kunlun Wonderland" or the "Sanxian Island in the East China Sea"?"

Yin Xiu shook his head slightly, and said faintly: "I am neither from the Kunlun Wonderland you mentioned, nor from Sanxian Island in the East China Sea. Actually, I am from this mundane world, so I cannot Let you demon cultivators sacrifice and refine magic tools with living flesh and blood."

Listening to Yin Xiu's words, the demon Lord Huangquan suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Impossible! How could you be such a man in the mortal world? The heaven and earth aura in the main world is so thin and scarce that it is impossible A powerful character like you will appear!"

"Don’t try to lie to me, you must be from Kunlun Wonderland or Sanxian Island in the East China Sea. According to ancient records, these two wonderlands are the first in the world, and only these two secrets can still make people Cultivate to such a powerful cultivation base as you!"

Yin Xiu sneered, and with a casual move, he directly forcibly took the blood-colored long knife in the hands of Demon Master Huangquan, and said coldly: "You believe it or not, I don't have to lie to you. , There is no need to explain anything to you."

While speaking, Yin Xiu had already grasped the **** long knife.

When he grasped the long knife in his hand, an inexplicable sense of intimacy suddenly emerged, which made Yin Xiu startled. Immediately lowered his head to look at the long knife in his hand, his gaze swept over the Huangquan Demon Lord in front of him, and he just waved it at Huangquan Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord Huangquan couldn't help but yelled, "No..."

However, as soon as his voice came out, the blood-colored long knife in Yin Xiu's hand burst out with a blood-colored blade, and it slashed down towards him...

Huh!

There was a flash of blood, and within a short time, the Demon Lord of Huangquan was instantly split in half. However, his body had just separated, and in an instant it quickly turned into a pool of blood and dripped down.

Even his soul had no time to escape, and he was swept away by the blood, and immediately disappeared...

"Sure enough!"

Seeing the power of this scarlet long knife, Yin Xiu couldn't help but give a secret compliment.

Looking at the scarlet blood glow on the surface of the long knife, and the appearance of countless resentful souls vying to pounce out of those blood lights, Yin Xiu couldn't help muttering to himself: "So many grievances. Soul, and this strong resentment and evil spirit, I don’t know how many souls he sacrificed in blood. So that even the original aura and face of this long knife itself are covered..."

After finishing speaking, Yin Xiu couldn't help but cast a witch curse to disperse those resentful souls and Yin Sha on the blood knife.

After a while, the blood light on the blood knife dimmed a lot, and several cracks appeared on it. At the same time, the aura exuding from the blood knife changed slightly.

Yin Xiu looked at the blood knife with the original face, he was slightly taken aback, and his eyes looked a little surprised.

After that, Yin Xiu suddenly placed his broad palm on the blade and stroked it gently.

At the next moment, a blush of blood flowed from Yin Xiu's palm and stuck on the blood knife.

In a short time, the blood knife suddenly trembled, the glowing blood light suddenly became much brighter, and it trembled in a low voice~IndoMTL.com~ seemed very excited.

Seeing this scene, Yin Xiu couldn't help muttering: "I didn't expect it to be really a'witchcraft'! It's just that this witchcraft was obviously modified by a powerful person, even a cultivator can do it. Prompt use."

"Unfortunately, this witchcraft was traumatized and its power was greatly reduced. The previous magic repair obviously took some tricks to temporarily compensate for the wound of this witchcraft... "

Yin Xiu muttered to himself, and suddenly came over in his heart. No wonder there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy when holding this blood knife just now.

It turns out that this blood knife was originally a magic weapon of the witch **** clan, and probably caused some induction with the blood in his body of the witch god.

"By the way, the aura of this magic weapon seems to be very similar to the magical thought in the magic knife that the main body originally got, maybe there is some connection between them..."

Sorcerer Yin Xiu suddenly remembered.

What he was referring to was the magic knife that was captured from Song Bingkun, the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the "Taiqing Temple" of Wuming Mountain. (To be continued.) Enable new URL