Chapter 289 Dragon Claw!
"This..." The black-robed old man hurriedly picked up the jade token at his waist. His old face was instantly distorted with anger. "You, you dared to kill my grandson!"
As soon as these words came out, Master Chongyang burst into laughter, "You old immortal, you deserve to die without any descendants!"
Seeing Master Chongyang spitting blood while laughing, Qiu Chuji hurriedly stuffed two more pills into his mouth and said, "Heal your wounds first!"
The seal on Master Chongyang has been released.
It's just that his injuries were too severe.
Even with the help of elixirs, it would take several months to fully recover.
The old man in black robe stared at Qiu Chuji and the others, "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"
"This old fellow's strength is even stronger than you can imagine!" Master Chongyang put away his sarcastic smile, and looked more solemn and uneasy.
He was defeated by this old man.
Especially his treasure!
Even the spiritual treasure couldn't stop it.
If not.
Even though the Nine Yin Sect is powerful, it is not easy to capture them in a short time.
Qiu Chuji nodded slightly.
During the fight just now, he had already realized that this old guy was very powerful. In Lingyun Sect, perhaps only the Sect Master could compete with him!
If they hadn't succeeded in their sneak attack.
Now I'm afraid it's more than just a matter of being at a disadvantage...
When the old man in black robe raised his hand, a strangely shaped weapon appeared in his hand. The weapon was like a sharp claw, covering his entire palm and forearm!
The claws were as black as ink, emitting an ominous and bloody aura!
"Demon soldiers!"
The moment the black-robed old man clenched his fist, a "cracking" sound was heard.
"It is your blessing to die at the hands of my magic soldiers!" As soon as the black-robed old man finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
Qiu Chuji's eyes fixed, and he immediately swung out with his sword.
"Bang!"
The old man's figure reappeared, but the seemingly powerful sword intent was crushed the moment it touched the claw!
That’s not all.
Qiu Chuji clearly felt that his sword intent was not as simple as being crushed.
That feeling...
It was as if something had swallowed up part of his sword intent!
What kind of demonic soldier is this?!
The black-robed old man said sinisterly, "My Demonic Dragon Claw once killed nine Tribulation Realm experts and one Mahayana cultivator!"
This Demonic Dragon Claw is a demonic weapon. While it is powerful, the user will also pay a corresponding price!
Each time used.
It will consume three to five years of his life.
The most was when he fought with a powerful man in the Mahayana realm. He paid the price of several decades of his life to blow the opponent's head apart!
Once the dragon's claws are stained with blood, it must devour a large amount of blood, otherwise the lifespan it consumes will not be just a few years or decades.
"Demon Dragon Claw..." Qiu Chuji looked solemn. He vaguely remembered where he had heard of this demon weapon.
Master Chongyang whispered, "Be careful, don't get scratched by that thing, otherwise..."
"It's easy for you to say." Qiu Chuji glared at Master Chongyang.
His strength is comparable to that of Master Chongyang.
Even this old guy was defeated so thoroughly, he probably has no chance of winning here.
But now he has no choice but to retreat.
"You killed my grandson, and I will make you pay with your lives!" As the black-robed old man finished speaking, the dragon claw in his hand instantly emitted a terrifying aura.
"Don't confront it head-on, and don't use magic treasures to resist it." Master Chongyang reminded Qiu Chuji loudly.
He suffered a great loss just like that, and even his own life-saving spiritual treasure was destroyed!
Qiu Chuji dodged in a slightly embarrassed manner, "This won't work, that won't work either, how about you come and fight this old guy!"
Master Chongyang was choked to death.
If he could really win the fight, he wouldn't have been injured like this by this guy, right?!
Seeing Qiu Chuji using his magic sword to protect himself, the black-robed old man sneered, "You think a mere magic treasure can block my magic dragon claws?"
“Click, click, click.”
The dragon's claws grabbed the sword, making a harsh friction sound.
The black-robed old man suddenly shouted, "Swallow!"
"What!" Qiu Chuji instantly felt a huge suction force.
The spiritual power in his body was also lost madly.
"It's over!" Master Chongyang looked grim.
Even after he reminded him like this, he was still caught!
Of course he also knew that Qiu Chuji was not to blame for this matter.
The spiritual sword is more than one level lower than this demonic weapon. Perhaps this demonic weapon has already reached the level of a holy weapon.
Plus, this old guy is very powerful.
Not to mention Qiu Chuji alone.
Even if the two of them join forces, they may not be his match!
At this time, Bai Xi and Su Qing also rushed back.
"Young Ancestor." When Master Chongyang saw Su Qing, he struggled to stand up and salute.
"Master Chongfeng, you are still injured, so there is no need to get up!" Su Qing hurriedly stopped Master Chongyang.
These guys start bowing to each other whenever they have a disagreement.
Su Qing doesn't think he can bear it!
Even though she worshipped the Third Ancestor as her master, in Su Qing's eyes, the sect master and the peak masters were still her predecessors.
"What's the situation now?" Bai Xi looked up and asked with worry in his eyes.
Master Chongyang smiled bitterly, "Not very optimistic!"
Bai Xi then discovered that the elders who came here with them were all injured, and their injuries were serious!
"Why don't you see Elder Zhao?"
When Elder Zhao was mentioned, Master Chongyang's expression became noticeably gloomier.
Several elders in the back were also silent.
Bai Xi's heart trembled.
Without further ado, she could already guess...
"What powerful claws!" Su Qing watched the two people fighting in the sky.
That claw can actually corrode spiritual treasures!
In the void, Qiu Chuji was already at a disadvantage, and the magic sword in his hand was also corroded by the evil spirit, as if it would break at any time.
"puff!"
The magic treasure was damaged, and Qiu Chuji was also attacked, spitting out blood.
The old man in black robe had already lost his patience. He snorted coldly and grabbed Qiu Chuji's face!
"Master Qiu Feng, be careful!"
Qiu Chuji once again held up his sword to resist.
“Crack!”
The spiritual sword broke into several pieces and fell from the sky.
"Master Qiu Feng can't hold on any longer!" Bai Xi immediately rushed into the void with a sword.
"No, come here!" Qiu Chuji saw Bai Xi coming forward and hurriedly reminded him.
The black-robed old man's eyes were filled with even more coldness. "It was you who killed my grandson!"
In his opinion, it is impossible for a Jindan realm cultivator to kill his own grandson, so the person who killed his grandson must be the woman in front of him!
Legitimate grandson?
Bai Xi stared at the black-robed old man in front of him with a serious expression, "Are you the Great Elder of the Nine Yin Sect?"
A terrifying murderous intent erupted from the black-robed old man.
He wanted to kill this bitch and bury her with his grandson!
No!
He wants to destroy the entire Lingyun Sect!
"I will extract your spirit and soul, imprison you in the sect, and make you the cauldron for all the disciples!"
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