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Chapter 147 The magic is one foot high and the road is one foot high

But I saw the locust tree demon standing in the wind, and the light yellow light suddenly appeared above my head, and the clouds surged, getting thicker and thicker. In a few breaths, it was as thick as a stone, and it soared straight into the sky.

Moreover, there were still a few stars in the distance, white, red, green and yellow, and various airflows were quickly attracted to join the clouds.

"Is this the incense in the temple?" Yan Chixia said in astonishment.

Chang Jin was also surprised. This tree demon should not be underestimated. In just a few years, he has gathered so much incense and thoughts. In terms of speed, he is not much slower than Xiaoqian.

If she allowed her to continue to develop, she would probably be able to become a god who commanded a mansion or even a state. Then Shangxuanmen did not have any agreement with this demon, and she would actually allow her to rule and accept believers.

Just when the two were surprised, the light yellow clouds above the tree demon's head had already spread to more than half acre, winding and rising, as paved as a cover, completely covering it.

However, when Chang Jin released his spiritual sense and looked carefully, he found that the canopy contained a lot of evil spirits that were stronger than ink.

It turns out that the evil god Chang Jin knew it. The gods collected incense and thought power normally. It would take at least dozens or hundreds of years to reach the realm of the true god. No one like Xiaoqian has received humane recognition.

The foundation of the next generation is in the deserted tomb. By devouring evil spirits and practicing, this foundation is naturally not recognized by humanity. And in just a few years she became a true god, and she has harmed many people and left behind many unjust souls.

Of course, a huge amount of resentment karma has been accumulated. However, now that there is a suppression of incense, resentment karma has not backfired.

Chang Jin and Yan Chixia are just ghost immortals, and their realm is much lower than that of each other. If the tree demon was not trapped, there would be no chance of winning.

Even now, it is difficult to eradicate the other party.

Seeing that the light yellow clouds accumulated in the darkness became more and more, Yan Chixia finally couldn't help but yelled: "Yunsheng, press the formation for me."

After saying that, he reached out to take off the sword box and slapped it. Suddenly, the light flashed, and another flying sword rushed out. The color covered on it was purple, with the sword edge being only about a foot, which was much shorter than the previous green light.

Two flying swords came to the sky, and immediately hissed and murderous intent was loud.

Yan Chixia had just released the flying sword, and Chang Jin had already sensed it. The sword was full of purple qi and was not owned by the practitioners, but was brought by itself. However, the green light had been refined, and most of the spiritual energy was emitted from Yan Chixia's body.

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The flying sword that was originally parked in the air seemed to sense the breath of his companion. For a moment, the green light shone brightly, making a buzzing dragon roar.

The purple air flying sword also hissed rapidly, in line with it.

These two flying swords are ancient treasures passed down to him by Master Yan Chixia; they are divided into male and female, male, male, and female, Qingzhan, which can be divided or combined, and their power is great, far better than Mo.

After Yan Chixia received the sacrifices and refining day and night, she only trained the Qingshou to the point where the sword heart was clear. As for Zi Duan, she could only be controlled simply.

When facing the enemy normally, he only uses the Qingshou to fight.

Now that he saw that the coming world's Venerable is powerful, he has to sacrifice his two swords at the same time. Then he stepped on all kinds of feet on the ground and activated the magic tricks in his hands.

Puff puff puff two flying swords pulled the air waves, one in front and one behind, slashing the next world's master.

"Bulie's nose, you're looking for death." Seeing the flying sword attacking, the tree demon did not dodge, but instead spread the banner in his hand, and the yin energy around him condensed, forming a large black cloud above the void.

It was crackling, and then I saw a few dazzling light flashing from the black clouds, which were then slashed down fiercely, and even the flying swords enveloped it.

"What is this? Thunder" Chang Jin was shocked. He vaguely felt that the thunder was full of dangers, and was still several feet away from him. He felt a chill on his back, and he hurriedly stepped on his feet and rushed seven or eight feet away. At the same time, he shouted in a hurry: "Brother Yan, be careful, don't resist."

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