Chapter 1511: Killing the Early Mahayana Stage, the Golden Spirit Saint

Chapter 1511: Killing the Early Mahayana Stage, the Golden Spirit Saint

boom!

The moment the Three Yang Flame Sword was slashed out, the terrifying power of fire attributes fell directly towards Saint Ancestor Xihua.

Saint Ancestor Xihua, who had just been hit by a sneak attack from the spiritual consciousness, had no time to react.

I can only take this blow head-on.

Click!

With a slight sound, the demon giant hovering over Saint Ancestor Xihua was directly split in half by the terrifying attack of the Three Yang Flame Sword.

The remaining terrifying attack power fell madly towards Saint Ancestor Xihua.

In just a moment, the body of Saint Ancestor Xihua was pierced by the terrifying sword energy.

The terrifying power of the fire rules madly invaded the body of Saint Ancestor Xihua.

The intense pain made Saint Ancestor Xihua's expression become extremely hideous.

"what!"

Saint Ancestor Xihua screamed.

Looking at his own body which was quickly shattered by Chen Xuan's attack, he was very decisive.

He simply abandoned his physical body and used the teleportation power of his Nascent Soul body to quickly flee into the distance.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan not only did not continue to attack, but instead looked at the escaping Nascent Soul of Saint Ancestor Xihua and revealed a sneer.

"Fellow Daoist, you are just thinking of running away now, don't you think it's too late?"

“Haha, as long as your Nascent Soul body escapes, I will kill you the next time we meet!”

"See you next time? Do you think there will be a next time?"

Chen Xuan smiled coldly.

He pointed his finger in the air and a broken talisman was quickly activated.

Almost at the same time, the Dragon Turtle Prison Cart was also driven by Chen Xuan.

Wow!

On the remaining talisman, a terrifying light quickly spread out.

All of a sudden, it enveloped the Nascent Soul body of Saint Ancestor Xihua, who had just escaped not far away.

At this moment, the space around Saint Ancestor Xihua's Nascent Soul body was completely confined by the terrifying power of rules.

Even if Saint Ancestor Xihua's Nascent Soul wanted to escape, there would be no chance.

At this moment, the dragon turtle prison car turned into a shadow and rushed over at a high speed.

In an instant, the Nascent Soul of Saint Ancestor Xihua was put into the prison car.

In just a few breaths, the Nascent Soul of Saint Ancestor Xihua completely turned into a pure energy and was absorbed by the Dragon Turtle Prison Cart.

The power of the Dragon Turtle Prison Cart has also become even stronger.

"Saint Ancestor Xihua? Has the powerful demon from the early stage of Mahayana finally fallen in my hands?"

Chen Xuan smiled coldly.

At this moment, he was not complacent about killing the Saint Ancestor Xihua.

With a casual move of his hand, he directly collected the storage bag of Saint Ancestor Xihua.

Almost at the same time, his spiritual thoughts also spread out rapidly.

He was shocked to find that when he was taking action against Saint Ancestor Xihua, True Man Langyue and True Lord Yuling also started fighting with two powerful Mahayana masters of the demon clan.

However, the cultivation base of these two powerful demons is only at the early stage of Mahayana.

He is on par with True Lord Yuling and True Lord Langyue.

Even though they are fighting fiercely at the moment, Chen Xuan thinks that neither of them can do anything to the other for a while.

"It seems that the ancestor and fellow Daoist Langyue are not in danger for the time being. In this case, I will get rid of these Tenglong Demon Tigers first!"

Chen Xuan muttered softly.

With his hands free, he began to fight together with Chen Li and other monsters, continuously killing the Tenglong Demon Tiger outside Sishui City.

With the joint efforts of all the monsters and Chen Xuan's crazy attack.

In just one meal's time, all the Tenglong Demon Tigers were killed.

On the contrary, those demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul and Fusion stages fought to the death.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan was too lazy to take action.

Just let Chen Ziling and others join forces with the Gold-Eating Bug King.

Although, the Gold-Eating Bug King was severely restrained when facing the Flying Armor Demon Bug just now.

Now, facing these powerful demons in the fusion stage and the refining stage, he feels no pressure at all.

After just a few moments of fighting, more than a dozen powerful demons in the fusion stage devoured them and turned them into a pile of bones.

"The combat power of the Gold Devouring Bug King should not be underestimated. Add to that the monsters like Chen Li, and these powerful demons will never be able to return alive."

Chen Xuan smiled coldly.

Quietly suspended in the void, paying attention to every move on the battlefield.

However, they didn't know that when Chen Xuan killed Saint Ancestor Xihua, Saint Ancestor Wuyao, who was in charge of the battle in the demon army, was also paying attention to Chen Xuan's every move.

At this moment, a huge light screen in front of Saint Ancestor Wuyao showed the battle between Chen Xuan and Saint Ancestor Xihua.

After watching all the scenes of Chen Xuan killing Saint Ancestor Xihua, Saint Ancestor Wuyao couldn't help but frown.

"This person looks familiar. If I remember correctly, he was only in the late stage of fusion not long ago. How come he was promoted to the Mahayana stage so quickly?" said the Saint Ancestor Wu Yao.

As soon as the words fell, a powerful man in the early stage of Mahayana spoke up.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Yao, I have some influence on this fellow Daoist from the human race. It was he who led a group of fusion-stage cultivators to launch a surprise attack on our demon race's base camp last time."

"In the end, it was your tenth incarnation that severely damaged him."

"However, this guy is lucky. He managed to escape from your tenth skill."

"But during the time he disappeared, he must have had other opportunities. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to advance to the Mahayana stage so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Saint Ancestor Wu Yao’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh? Hearing you say that, I suddenly remembered that my tenth incarnation died not long ago."

"Could it be that my tenth incarnation also fell into the hands of this person?"

"Haha, what a pity. I am currently in charge of the battle, so I can only ask Saint Ancestor Jin Ling to kill him for me." "Otherwise, I would like to personally fight him!"