Chapter 1838

Whether it's Ouyang Palin or the black nightmare devil, Yang Junshan knows that no one can live under his magic power.

Of course, there is only a trace of the source of the combination of the dark nightmare devil in Ouyang Palin's body. At most, Yang Junshan can only completely eliminate this trace of the source of the combination of the dark nightmare devil, which will not hurt the dark nightmare devil. At most, it will only cost him hundreds of years of cultivation. This is not a problem for the dark nightmare devil who has existed in the starry sky for tens of thousands of years.

However, Yang Junshan frowned slightly at this time. What happened in front of him seemed to make him still feel a little dissatisfied.

"The method derived from the divine power of innate mixed yuan Qi, stripping its flesh, bone and blood is only the most primary application. The effect you really want to achieve should be the stripping of the soul!"

"There is no doubt that this magic experiment obviously failed!"

"Of course, this is also because some of the objects targeted by the magic power this time are inappropriate. There are two consciousness entangled fighting in Ouyang Palin's body. It is not easy to peel off one spirit from the flesh, let alone two entangled spirits."

"Another reason is that the dark nightmare devil is. Although it is only part of the conscious instinct carried by the origin of the Tao, it is also from the existence of a peak of the Tao. It is understandable that the innate mixed yuan Qi can not separate it from the flesh!"

"However, this also shows that my understanding of innate mixed vitality is still not deep enough, and this chaotic realm magic still has great potential to be explored."

Under the current scene, Yang Junshan still had a leisurely mood to spread his thinking boundlessly. However, this also shows that Yang Junshan had won at this time until a loud roar came from the mouth of OPEC, which attracted his attention again.

"Shake the drum tongue, it's an artifact of five senses. Shake the drum tongue, Puyuan, I know it's you!"

This voice from Ouyang Pelin's mouth really belongs to the black nightmare devil.

Yang Junshan was stunned when he heard the speech, and then reacted that what the dark nightmare devil said should be a big drink just now!

At the thought of this, Yang Junshan's eyes immediately turned to the long greasy tongue. In retrospect, the sound of drinking just now was indeed somewhat similar to the voice of Puyuan Tianzun!

I never thought that Puyuan Tianzun was far away from the territory, and there were other means to intervene here.

Isn't it hard to say that Puyuan Tianzun not only has the means to intervene here, but also has the magic power to monitor here at any time?

Otherwise, how could the previous thrilling cry happen so coincidentally?

At the thought of these, Yang Junshan not only did not have the slightest gratitude for Puyuan Tianzun's previous "help", but only full of fear.

Shake the drum tongue. This greasy tongue is called shake the drum tongue?

Yang Junshan sounds strange. He has never heard of such strange magic weapons before.

At this time, under the erosion of congenital mixed vitality, Ouyang Palin's flesh was not only stripped of flesh and blood, but also his bones and internal organs began to fall loose. The whole person collapsed at once, but only a skeleton head was still hanging in the air, leaving only a beating flame and a wisp of indifferent black awn.

The weak black awn seemed to be hard to adhere to. As soon as it flew out of the only skeleton left, it completely smiled under the erosion of purple in all directions. There was not even a scream in the black awn.

At this time, the purple air from around suddenly seemed to get some signals, and rushed towards the skeletons hanging in the air, killing the only black flame left in it.

At this time, the voice of the black nightmare devil came out again: "junior brother, nightmare bead, help me quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, the wisp of black flame seemed to have realized that if it continued to stay in place, it would not be able to survive under Yang Junshan's innate vitality. If you want to keep this wisp of syncretism, you can only choose to break through. Therefore, before the black rain devil responded, the wisp of black flame had first escaped from the skeleton, stared at the erosion of the surrounding purple gas, and tried to fly outward.

Yang Junshan was already aware that the dark nightmare Lord wanted to escape when he roared. However, the response of the dark nightmare Lord's syncretic origin obviously exceeded his expectations, so that in this short moment, he didn't have time to respond in time and could only subconsciously mobilize more innate mixed yuan purple Qi to erode this origin.

Although the beating flame keeps shrinking, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next moment, it has escaped to the edge of mixed yuan purple gas at this time. Seeing that as long as someone responds, it can escape from Yang Junshan's control and completely escape.

But at this time, in the face of the siege of the three corpses incarnation of Yang Junshan, Heiyu devil, who showed his ease, did not sacrifice the nightmare beads to help his senior brother get out of trouble, but jumped out of the battle group without looking back!

"The nightmare bead is related to whether I can cut off the second three corpse incarnation, so I won't give it back to the elder martial brother first. The elder martial brother just lost a trace of the origin of the Tao. Take more time to supplement it. Which is more important? I don't think the elder martial brother will care."

As the black rain devil said, people had already fled to the horizon, and the three corpse avatar couldn't catch up with him, but his voice still echoed in the same place: "don't worry, elder martial brother. I'll kill the second three corpse avatar with a nightmare bead and naturally help elder martial brother recover face from this person!"

The lingering sound curled up, but Heiyan Tianzun could no longer hear it.

At the moment when the black rain devil rolled the nightmare bead and fled, he finally broke through the flame formed by the source of the Tao at the edge of the scope that the congenital mixed yuan Qi can cover, and finally extinguished under the erosion of the mixed yuan purple Qi.

After all, the origin of the combination of the dark nightmare devil was still unable to escape from Yang Junshan's hands.

At this time, Yang Junshan's eyes returned to the drum tongue.

With a move, the greasy tongue came to Yang Junshan, and it was still moving up and down flexibly, shaking quickly left and right. It looked like a tongue when talking.

At the root of the tongue, a small circular void portal was formed, which was only for the tongue to protrude from, and no one knew where the other end of the portal led. Even Yang Junshan had just tried to explore the void portal at the root of the tongue, but in the end he got nothing.

"Your honor," Yang mace said in a deep voice, glancing at Yang Junshan's back and shaking his drum tongue "I've seen that childe Yu has a very extraordinary magic weapon. Like this tongue, it's the top grade of Taoist instruments, called blinking needle. Childe Yu and this Ouyang Palin entered the Fengtian world together after they fell into an ancient immortal Cave..."

When Yang mace said this, he stopped talking. Yang Junshan looked back at him and nodded slightly, indicating that he had understood his meaning.