Chapter 884 (1/2)

The evil tripod spirit came like a hungry wolf and revealed its own noumenon.

It was a blood red cauldron, which smelled of decay and blood.

What's more, dragon Sixuan also had a tripod, and the tripod also formed a tripod spirit?

It means that the other party has at least hundreds of years or even thousands of years of cultivation.

However, looking at the blood tripod, although it has spirit body, it looks vague and the breath is not stable. It must have suffered heavy damage to the tripod body of the evil tripod spirit. Otherwise, the Ding spirit would never be hidden in the body of long Sixuan. Even so, a evil Ding spirit with thousands of years of Taoism is extremely dangerous.

In particular, she is still in the form of a departed soul, fighting it head-on.

Ye Lingyue is on guard and dare not neglect.

The evil tripod spirit wanted to devour ye Lingyue just like he had devoured countless souls before. He saw a bloody hurricane rushing out of the blood cauldron. With the sound of ghosts crying and howling, it rolled to ye Lingyue.

The bloody hurricane is not an ordinary attack. It is a ”ghost storm” formed by the evil tripod spirit, which has devoured countless children, boys and girls and even the spirits of cultivated alchemists through its previous hosts. The ghost storm can tear human souls into pieces.

After the ghost storm caged ye Lingyue's soul, she only felt that her soul was on the verge of falling, and the spirit would be torn open at any time.

”A low-level little alchemist has the delusion of having a solid tripod and hand it over obediently.”

Evil tripod spirit laughs wildly.

Ye Lingyue murmured, her eyes were cold.

She suddenly spread out her right palm, and the dry cauldron in her hand rose into the air.

See Qian Ding howling, will ye Lingyue's soul inhaled into the tripod.

However, it was a dry cauldron the size of a palm. With a dull sound, it fell to the ground, motionless, as heavy as ten thousand catties. No matter how hard the evil spirit storm attacked, it could not shake the dry tripod.

”Is that your real tripod? I thought that when I was a shrinking turtle, I could escape a difficulty. In my dream, when I swallow you, I will refine you slowly. Ha ha. ”

The evil tripod spirit was stunned when he saw the detached dry tripod. It looked at the dry tripod and saw that although it was small, it was as hard as a turtle shell.

The evil tripod spirit is still unwilling. The blood tripod expands, and the mouth of the tripod suddenly opens, swallowing the Qianding and ye Lingyue's soul together.

But when the blood cauldron swallowed up the dry tripod, the two strands of tripod breath, white and black, stormed out, just like two sharp swords, piercing into the spirit body of the evil tripod spirit at the same time.

The evil spirit howled in pain.

It can feel that under the influence of two Ding Xi, its power is slowly being eroded.

”How could this tripod It's impossible How could it be in a little alchemist... ” In the memory of evil tripod spirit, a very terrible memory was quickly awakened.

It remembers the tripod. In the Archaic period, there was a legendary Fang Xian who was famous in the three realms by this tripod.

If you had known that the humble tripod was that one, it did not dare to covet it.

The master who can be selected by this tripod without looking at the monk's face or Buddha's face is still a humble little monk, but in the future

Evil tripod spirit has no way to imagine the future, because it can no longer see, everything is too late.

After swallowing the dry tripod, the evil tripod spirit swallows a time bomb in the tripod. It can't get rid of the attack from the dry tripod and the two ancient tripods.