Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 164 Anti-magic treasure! !

The Demon Realm, the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The sky was filled with towering, demonic clouds.

A colossal island, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, floated amidst the clouds and mist. Numerous demon cultivators roamed upon it, their afterimages streaking across the towering black peaks.

On the summit of each black mountain, there is a platform covering thousands of acres.

Numerous enormous objects, all forged from black iron, were moored on the platform.

Each airship was at least a hundred feet long, while the large airships reached tens of thousands of feet. Ordinary cultivators could not even see the edge of the airship at a glance, making them true behemoths.

Countless demon soldiers clad in steel armor were busy on the deck of the airship, like ants.

Busy figures piled up continuously as resources for the war were loaded onto the airship.

The atmosphere on the entire island where the Heavenly Demon Palace was located was filled with a sense of impending doom.

The Heavenly Demon Palace in the center of the island.

The overall color is dark red.

At the four corners of the eaves, several black dragons sat, each one fiercely roaring towards the sky.

aggressive.

Swah——

A swift black streak ripped through the void.

They arrived almost instantly from a distance of thousands of feet, heading straight for a secluded palace.

Inside the palace.

The decor is luxurious, with an overall black color scheme.

In a pool filled with magical potions, Yu Zhenlong, bathing in it, meditated with a slightly solemn expression.

The astonishing demonic energy contained within the potion was released wildly, transforming into streams of pure demonic energy that were absorbed into its body.

Jade Dragon, like a gluttonous beast, devoured the immense demonic energy, as if it were a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

Just now.

A sharp beam of light flew in from outside the palace.

In the blink of an eye, they were right in front of it.

bang——

The talisman exploded, instantly devouring some of the demonic energy in the side hall. It then condensed in front of Yu Zhenlong into a burly man with black scales on his body, his dark red eyes filled with icy intent.

"Palace Master Qian, I wonder what brings you here!"

Yu Zhenlong's cold eyes swept over Qianlong, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes, and he slowly asked.

"Palace Master Yu, I've come to ask for your help. Please help me kill a disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land. The territory under the jurisdiction of the Nine Heavens Holy Land is yours. I think you would be happy to help me with this!"

Qianlong said.

Yu Zhenlong frowned.

"Every piece of mine in the Nine Heavens Holy Land is useful!"

"Furthermore, with the presence of Lin Xuan, the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, it is extremely difficult for our Heavenly Demon Palace to plant spies within the Nine Heavens Holy Land!"

Yu Zhenlong said to him.

"Lin Xuan, he's the person I want to kill—"

Qianlong Road.

for a long time.

Yu Zhenlong slowly said, "This is too difficult!"

"He's just a holy son, does he really think he can stump you?!"

Qianlong Road.

"Hehe, I think you should understand better whether Lin Xuan is easy to deal with or not. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to the Heavenly Demon Palace to personally beg me for help!"

Yu Zhenlong laughed.

Qianlong was speechless for a moment.

After a short while.

Qianlong finally reached a cooperation agreement with him.

boom--

The phantom of the Qianlong dragon located within this demon palace suddenly dissipated.

"Interesting, this guy is actually willing to sacrifice so much!"

Yu Zhenlong spoke with a solemn expression between his brows.

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The Sacred Land of the Nine Heavens.

Inside the Purple Bamboo House on Green Bamboo Peak.

Beneath the towering Twin Dragon Earth Fire Cauldron, a powerful surge of earth fire erupted forth.

The fire cauldron was heated until it was red-hot.

A scorching heat wave hit us.

This caused the temperature in the entire Purple Bamboo Room to rise by several degrees.

In front of the tripod.

Lin Xuan, dressed in a plain blue robe, stared intently at the Earth Fire Cauldron.

With a wave of his right hand, several silver-gray spider silk threads, as thick as an adult's arm, suddenly flew out from the void, like spiritual green vines, and fell into the Earth Fire Cauldron.

Stab it!

The silver-gray spider silk reacted violently when it was touched by the subterranean fire.

Outside the hard spider silk.

It began to peel off layer by layer.

Finally, after a few breaths, the spider silk, as thick as an adult's arm, turned into a drop of pure black liquid.

The black liquid is the essence of this spider silk.

Lin Xuan flipped his right hand, and hundreds of python-dragon cell particles in his body suddenly opened, revealing scarlet vertical pupils.

The spiritual energy emanating from its body suddenly changed, replaced by demonic energy.

Boom——

outside world.

A dense mass of demonic energy suddenly appeared in Lin Xuan's palm.

His mind stirred.

The demonic energy in his palm enveloped the drop of black liquid inside the Earth Fire Cauldron.

then.

A surprising thing happened.

After the billowing demonic energy enveloped them, they were unable to step within half a meter of the black liquid.

It was as if a transparent shield was enveloping the black liquid. Moreover, the total amount of demonic energy was constantly decreasing, causing much of the demonic energy to merge into the void outside.

"It's done!"

Lin Xuan thought to himself.

"Come!"

Immediately, Lin Xuan raised his left hand, and a sword light appeared.

Like ripples on water, the sword light spread out from Lin Xuan's left hand.

This was the result of no fewer than ten thousand experiments by them, and they came up with the most efficient fusion method for combining anti-magic potions and magical artifacts, as well as the timing of the fusion!

"This time we will definitely succeed!"

About a dozen steps behind Lin Xuan.

Abao, dressed in a black robe, clenched his fists, his eyes filled with excitement.

This was the result of several days of research by the two of them, and of course, A Bao also made a lot of contributions.

at this time.

Lin Xuan smoothly executed several complex hand seals.

He then tossed the flying sword magic weapon in his hand into the air.

Swish!

The sword left its mark.

He was thrown into the Twin Dragons Earth Fire Cauldron.

The black liquid, which possessed anti-magic properties, instantly transformed into a light black mist under Lin Xuanfan's copying technique.

The sword light, like a nimble flying snake, entered the thin mist.

Simultaneously.

On the seemingly ordinary blue light sword, a slight devouring power began to emerge from its surface.

The magic sword, like a sponge, completely absorbed the thin magical mist.

The integration process went very smoothly.

After a few breaths.

The Azure Light Sword had a different feel compared to before.

Lin Xuan locked his gaze on the cyan magic sword and activated the system's detection function.

Nickname: Azure Sword

Type: Magic Item

Rank: Lower Fifth Grade

Effect: Anti-magic (can dispel a small amount of demonic energy)

A few very simple pieces of information came into view.

"It's done!"

When Lin Xuan saw the words "Resist Demons," he was overjoyed.

"Master, did it work?"

Looking at the figure holding the cyan magic sword from behind, A Bao couldn't wait to ask.

"Ok!"

Lin Xuan nodded heavily.