Ning Qingqiu said seriously: "It's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's your fault that you deliberately come out to be scared when you're ugly, and besides, it's even more sad to think about relying on other people's faces to cover up your ugliness, so I said, your broken mind is not good." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

In fact, this is really nonsense.

Although that young man is not as good as Qiye, the demon clan has a strange nature, and he has turned into a human form, and there are few ugly ones.

Unless it's the kind of halfway monk, the transformation is not very successful.

Or is it –

The prototype is too curious.

Otherwise, there are few demon cultivators who are ugly.

The young man in front of him is a beautiful young man with delicate and beautiful facial features.

If it weren't for the fact that he was fierce and vicious, and his eyes were full of bloody malice, then he would really be quite delicate.

"You!"

Murderous intent flashed in the demonic boy's eyes.

But for a moment, it was suppressed.

He smiled and asked: "My sister hurts my heart when she says this, I really don't look as good as my big brother, but I can't say I'm ugly, I will be sad, as soon as I am sad, I will kill someone." ”

"You answer me now, how can you see the flaws of my little incompatible, I will consider it, let you die a better death. ”

Ning Qingqiu finally couldn't hold back: "I said, you are a demon clan, and you are probably even a fraction older than us, right? ”

This time, no matter how good the young man's temper is, he can't bear it.

This human being, really......

Damn it!

He lifted his sharp nails, which still had a faint green glow.

Ning Qingqiu's complexion changed.

What kind of demon is the other party, and it is still poisonous.

This is the most difficult demon clan to deal with.

Once you are hit by some kind of toxin like the racial talent of the demon race, it is even more difficult to detoxify.

Such a toxin is not the kind of so-called antidote to all kinds of poisons that can be cured.

It needs to be treated with targeted pills or a miracle doctor like Lu Changsheng before it can be detoxified.

Therefore, the monk is very different from the demon clan with toxins.

I didn't expect her luck to be so good.

It was so good that she was almost crying......

The corners of Ning Qingqiu's mouth hooked up with a wry smile.

The other party's figure disappeared suddenly.

Ning Qingqiu closed his eyes, and in the dark, it was originally difficult to see.

Although the monk's eyesight is excellent, it can be regarded as day in the dark.

But—

The thick darkness in front of me is obviously not normal darkness.

She has long fallen into the illusion of this young demon clan.

In that case......

Turning off the five senses may be the most correct choice.

Outside the field, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Qiye's long and narrow black eyes.

Children can be taught.

He knew that Ning Qingqiu would never let him down.

The heartbeat also seemed to calm down with the darkness and silence around it.

Only your own steady heartbeat.

The Heart Refining Sword buzzed.

And then—

A little light burst into the darkness.

Ning Qingqiu's sword rung.

Thorns, a string of small fuchsia sparks.

After a moment, it was darkness again.

Ning Qingqiu's eyebrows were flat, and the expression on his face was flat, as if he was holding a victory.

Fighting, in the first place, requires no distractions.

This time, it's the top right corner!

The Heart Refining Sword was raised diagonally, and the tip of the sword collided with his palm.

But it didn't hurt the demon clan in the slightest.

Ning Qingqiu didn't care, the other party had rough skin and thick flesh, and his cultivation was far better than her, so it was obviously impossible to get hurt like this.

Her arms strained, stretching out slender and beautiful muscles.

Silver teeth clenched.

The earthquake shook each other away.

This time, a domineering sword intent was used.

For the first time, surprise flashed in the other party's eyes.

Fly away.

But there is nowhere to borrow power in mid-air.

Ning Qingqiu's eyes lit up.

Now is the time!

The Heart Refining Sword drew a snowy arc, as beautiful as moonlight.

No return to the sword!

This sword is out, and there is no return.

Lonely to the extreme.

The demon boy's vertical pupils stretched, and his eyes flashed cold, but he borrowed his strength out of thin air to leap one level higher.

The sword light did not retreat but advanced, and followed him.

Ning Qingqiu's eyes widened.

Obviously very hard.

This swordsmanship is not one-way, but-

With sword intent, it is like a modern child overriding a remote-controlled airplane.

It reminded the boy of someone.

The world's number one secret weapon master, his six gods sword skills, unparalleled in the world.

He is also a top master of mind control.

But......

Ning Qingqiu is just getting started, and it's still far away.

He flashed again, and the sword was already exhausted.

He clawed over and shattered the sword light.

Steady landing.

Ning Qingqiu did not pursue.

Her swordsmanship is amazing, but she is no match for the other party.

This demon clan is even stronger than the previous golden fire.

It's just that Jin Huo is fighting at home, using a big move, and the other party is obviously not serious.

And she's just making a statement.

The demon boy clapped his palms.

Mu Lu was amazed.

"My sister is really a good swordsmanship, a good sword intent, such a domineering sword intent I don't know if it has a name? If not, it would be a pity, why don't I get one for you?"

Ning Qingqiu swore that he had never seen such a moody snake spirit disease.

For a while, he smiled with a hippie smile and said mercilessly that he was going to kill someone, and turning his face was faster than turning a book.

She was ready and did not relax in the slightest.

Looking at his eloquent appearance, if he believes, then the time of death has come.

She said coldly: "I don't need your kindness, my sword intent has just started to condense, and now it has not yet become a small success, is it appropriate to name it sword intent at this time." ”

At the beginning of the condensation of sword intent, there were all biases, such as those who were domineering, those who were more killing, and those who were soft and hard, everything, but the detailed classification, that is, there were more than countable.

But if the sword intent wants to be truly qualitative, it needs to clarify the core of its sword intent, and this thing still needs to be epiphany.

If you don't understand, you may not be able to figure out what kind of sword intent you have in your life.

"The sword intent is not successful, what about this sword technique?" The young man's face was cold, and he smiled again in an instant, "I haven't seen this sword technique yet, my sister pointed me out." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what kind of person are you, what is your purpose, you might as well say it bluntly, anyway, I can't beat you, you are a prisoner under the turtle steps in your urn, what do you have to hide?"

The Heart Refining Sword went straight at him.

The boy stopped laughing.

"What you said is interesting, that's right, you can't escape from the palm of my hand, it's impossible for you to count on that man to save you, even if it's a Yuan Infant cultivator, you can't escape my gossip array, this is my blood sacrifice natal weapon!"

Unless, that man is a strong man on the list, and he must also be a strong man in the top ranks, otherwise, it is not so easy to get out of trouble.