After Chai Jun finished introducing himself, he took a deep breath, his flushed face was slightly better, his hand was clenched on the hilt of the sword, but what was pulled out of the scabbard was not a sword with a sharp edge, but a straight peachwood sword, and the top of the wooden sword was even flat, without a sword tip, as if it had been deliberately cut off.

Meng Li frowned, faintly feeling a restrained discomfort, although not strong, but indeed a kind of suppression beyond common sense. The purple light in Meng Li's eyes lit up slightly, but he was immediately restrained, and he looked at the somewhat shy young man opposite in disbelief.

How did they prepare such a person who could naturally suppress sinful thoughts?

Then Chai Jun held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and knocked the bottom end of the wooden sword directly on the ground, where is this still a peachwood sword, it is a cross.

The corners of Meng Li's mouth twitched, this group of people is really ...... Enough fun, he's not a vampire!

An inexplicable depression came out, Meng Li really couldn't stand the two sand sculptures of the Xigan League, and it wasn't enough to chase Dongsheng, but he actually entered a player's mountain gate and pulled a group of relatives and friends to find him! Now he is so solemnly sharpening the peachwood sword and posing in a cross posture, what do you want to do next, splash him with holy water?

I can't even see the depth of the opponent clearly, and I really dare to come.

Even without Xuanyuan Yu's "hit hard", Meng Li decided not to be soft anymore, since this group of players has no scruples, what kind of affection do they have?

Meng Li didn't wait for Chai Jun's next move, and jumped out with a kick under his feet, and the long sword in his hand came out.

I heard a muffled sound in the room, and the peachwood sword used for the cross had broken in half.

Chai Jun only felt that his hand was loosened, and the next moment he felt a chill in his neck, his throat moved timidly, and he spit out four words: "The golden light is flashing quickly." ”

Meng Li felt that the suppression of himself was suddenly strong, and a vague sense of crisis drove him to reflexively retreat, just avoiding the protective golden light that erupted from Chai Jun's body.

Chai Jun lowered his body, picked up the broken half of the peachwood sword on the ground, and the wooden hilt of one hand and the wooden sword of the other looked funny, but the next second he overlapped the sword body and the hilt, and the whole peachwood sword reacted with the golden light on Chai Jun's body, and it actually turned into a new sword with golden light all over his body in an instant, echoing the breath on Chai Jun's body, full of the holy meaning of dispelling evil spirits.

Since Chai Jun used the golden light body protector, it seems that the temperament of the whole person has changed, as if he has changed people, the original blush and timidity on his face are gone, and only a serious and indifferent calmness is left in his eyes, and the gaze that falls on Meng Li is full of analysis and judgment, and there is even a kind of eagerness to try in the face of prey.

Meng Li raised his eyebrows in surprise, this kid is not very similar, it doesn't seem to be a personality problem, but a ......

It seems that those guys in the underworld are also lazy and slippery? This is obviously the reincarnation of the complete soul, inherited part of the cultivation of the previous life, and look at this posture is still a demon slayer who specializes in this way, thanks to the people who gathered the heroes to find such a special good seedling.

It's a pity that if this kid wasn't too young, Meng Li would still feel tricky without showing his true body. However, now in full view of everyone, Meng Li had the intention to open the eyes of the group of heroes in turn, but the long sword in his hand did not raise the purple flame as usual, since his demonic attribute was suppressed so much, he simply didn't need it.

In this way, why don't you try that trick, I haven't used it for so long.

The purple glow in Meng Li's eyes returned to the bottom of his black eyes, and a green line emerged.

Lin Ziyue, who was outside the ring, was moved in her heart and asked Xuanyuan Yu beside her: "Did you see it......?"

Xuanyuan Yu squinted, only to see that the purple flames on Meng Li's body were exhausted, but he didn't notice anything else, and said puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

"It's like a line of cause and effect. Xuanyuan Yan finished Lin Ziyue's words: "After all, the physique of our demons is relatively special, even if Xuanyuan Yu is not an ordinary person now, it is difficult to sense it directly." ”

Yan Crow added to Lin Ziyue: "So you are Tang Seng meat in the Demon Realm and the God Realm, even if you are a sentient being in other worlds, anyone who can spy on the power of faith will definitely covet these concrete threads of cause and effect on you." You just haven't met it right now. ”

I don't know why, hearing Yan Crow say this, Lin Ziyue subconsciously looked at the group of players in the group of heroes. Her gaze met the sect master again, and she only understood the taste this time.

It is indeed a greedy desire.

Tang monk meat? Lin Ziyue smiled bitterly.

The thread of cause and effect that he passed to Meng Li seems to have been given to him when he met at the temple of Ahimi, and I don't know what he wanted to do when he used it at this time?

In the middle of the field, the sword in Meng Li's hand was raised high, pointing directly at the blazing sun that day began to turn westward.

The thin and invisible green line in his eyes became more and more condensed, and the light became brighter and brighter, and the restraint that Meng Li felt from Chai Jun was greatly reduced, and he, who was originally a demon, directly attracted the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and no longer relied on the magic power obtained by absorbing sinful thoughts.

It seemed that a ray of the sun's rays fell, as if it had been torn from the sky, and even turned around visibly with the naked eye and fell on Meng Li's sword.

The sword light is magnificent, that is, the sunshine.

Meng Li stood in the light, where did he still have the evil temperament on his body when he used the purple flame, although his face was still as lonely and cold as an ice cube, but it was more like a huge iceberg that reflected the light of the sky.

Chai Jun jumped up, the golden sword in his hand was holy and flawless, and when it swept through the air, it actually sprinkled a little star dust, and a golden sword qi like a galaxy in the sky burst out from above, without killing intent, but with a righteous qi that was enough to purify any evil.

Meng Li looked at the falling galaxy, and his backhand was also waved, and a sword qi like a flowing sun white waterfall was drawn out in an instant, and the light was so dazzling that even the sky was dimmed, as if it had taken away the brilliance that originally belonged to the sun, and compressed into this district of sword qi, which was achieved by Meng Li with a sword.

Many people outside the arena were stimulated by this light and closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, the situation in the ring had completely changed.

The galaxy spread out in the sky, facing the sword qi, but it was completely unable to stop the sword sky light that shocked the four seats, but was instantly torn apart and assimilated by the light of day, and the stars quickly melted, leaving only a piece of sword light like a bright sun.

The scorching sun, the power of heaven and earth, upright, no evil intentions and no evasion, only this sword!

Chai Jun's face was so pale that it was as if he had also been killed by that sword aura, but that sword qi never fell, and after Chai Jun's sword qi was swept away, it was directly annihilated in the air.

Re-transformed into a ray of sunshine and returned to the invisible.

But Chai Jun knew that he had been defeated, and he had been defeated too completely, and the cowardice in the young man's heart returned to his face, with an expression that he was about to collapse and cry at any time.

This Meng clan is not a demon at all! How can a demon have such an upright, majestic and vast sword intent? Among them, the kind of spiritual power that is sincere to the sword and echoes with heaven and earth, where does it look like a demon! That damn uncle is so unreliable! The information is too fake!

Meng Li ignored Chai Jun's crying face, and didn't beat this kid up, it was really because the power of this move was beyond his own expectations, if he really beat it, I'm afraid that according to the evaluation standards of the Illusory World Lord system, this kid will directly drop many levels, and it is not impossible to be directly pressed back into the empty number. Anyway, I beat this kid in my heart, and it can be regarded as completing Xuanyuan Yu's instructions in some way, that kid is about to cry.

Meng Li was very satisfied with his new move, Lin Ziyue's line of cause and effect was too wonderful, but he didn't expect that after continuous understanding, he actually had a tendency to transcend the shackles of the demon race, and the sword just now was replaced by him a few months ago, not to mention using it, he couldn't even touch the threshold of the method used.

Chai Jun stepped off the stage, he couldn't hold back, and cried and pounded Long Zhongkui's uncle on the shoulder with his fist. Long Zhongkui was also so shocked just now that his eyes were about to fall, Meng Li's strength had actually changed drastically during this time, and it was not a little different from that time of Xiganmeng.

Meng Li's display of such a vast sword qi that was very different from the ability of the demon race made the eyes of this group of Daoists look at the ring very entangled, after all, this situation is too unreasonable. However, the sect master who was the leader was very clear, but seeing Lin Ziyue's gaze getting hotter and hotter, this time even Yan Yao and others noticed his gaze, and they couldn't help frowning.

"Lord Lin, that thing seems to be very interested in you. Blue said.

Xuanyuan Yan poked Xuanyuan Yu: "I seem to smell the smell of love and hatred, little brother, why don't you go on stage and beat a few people? Give them some color to see, Xiaoyue I know she is too lazy to be angry about these things, but you are not a person who will swallow this kind of thing." ”

Xuanyuan Yu was already gritting his teeth: "I, of course, no...... A sword and that thing won't come down!"

Indeed, Meng Li was still standing in the ring, letting the cheers and cheers of the crowd outside resound in this area, he didn't move his steps to look at the crowd of onlookers, and yawned in place, as if he was a little tired, but he didn't plan to end his audition battle here, and looked like he planned to continue.

There was a lot of commotion over there, and then the next person walked into the ring.

It was actually a woman with long silver hair, soft silver hair draped behind her, dressed in a black low-key robe, the woman was pinning a brocade bag to her waist, she was wearing two strange copper rings on her hands, and a small drum and a horn hung on each side of her waist.

There was a faint fluctuation of magic power coming out of those two rings, different from the people of the other group of heroes, it was very similar to the power of the demon race, Meng Li couldn't help but be surprised, the origin of this group of players might be even stranger than he imagined.

But now there is no difference, Meng Li pointed at the sword at his waist, and the cold lines on his face showed signs of melting, come a few, hit a few.

He didn't believe that the current level of these players could defeat the sword qi he had sensed from the thread of cause and effect.

The woman flicked her sleeves and leaned over and bowed: "The group of heroes gathered, Zeng combed Wan, and asked Meng to give advice." ”

"Qizong, Meng, Miss Zeng is polite, please. Although Meng Li is an unforgiving person, he does not have the habit of making enemies for nothing, since others are polite, he will naturally express it.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Comwan, who looked at Wenwen quietly, raised his head and replied: "I won't be polite." Especially for a demon cultivator like Mr. Meng. ”

Zeng Comwan's eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to directly stare at Meng Li's prototype, although he did not have a tyrannical fighting intent, he was focused and serious, but it was very similar to the temperament of an exorcist that Chai Jun accidentally showed before.

Meng Li shook his head amusedly: "I said, you heroes are spewing blood like this, isn't it? ”

Zeng Comwan took off the small drum on his waist, covered it with his slender palm, smiled slightly, and said very amiably: "I will naturally prove my words, so that everyone can see your true colors, including the few poor people in the Qizong who were deceived by you, in vain they regard you and that Xuanyuan clan as companions, I am afraid that your true colors are monsters who absorb sin and survive." ”

Although she said these words in a soft tone, it was like a meteorite falling into the ocean, which instantly set off a thousand waves in the crowd outside the venue, and people talked about it, but the news in the dialogue was not much to buy, I just felt that this was also part of the offensive of the group of heroes, but people began to splash dirty water, and Dongsheng Dabi used such a bad method, which is really the style of the lowest Xiaoshanmen.

Those who were vigilant were all those mountain sect disciples, but seeing that the elders only frowned slightly when they heard this, but they didn't react too violently, they calmed down. When a bold disciple asked the elder, the elder naturally mentioned that there had been friction and grievances between the acting patrol envoy of the Nine Pure Gate and the Qi Sect, and the reputation of the Nine Pure Gate has always been both positive and negative.

What's more, Meng Li's earth-shattering sword in the last battle was in everyone's eyes, how could a person who could use that kind of mighty sword intent be a demon cultivator?

Meng Li naturally wouldn't be touched by Zeng Shaowan's words, he was a demon This is something that everyone in the Qizong Sect knows, but I don't know what kind of madness these people from the Xigan League are going crazy, and they actually tangled up a group of demon slaying guards to accompany them to go crazy.

To be honest, Meng Li felt that these people were very boring, didn't you come to play games in the Phantom World? Can you not be so obsessed with your old business! Isn't it very common for games to have demons in their settings!

But this group of players can't fight and can't fight, afraid of being surrounded and suppressed by the Dongsheng Mountain Gate, scolding and scolding, all of them are determined to eliminate demons, admit death, kill and can't kill, players have the main system cover, and when the rest time of the resurrection is over, they will still come back and stick to you.

Meng Li really has a hard time.

But now, the opponent who should be solved still has to be solved.

Meng Li had just drawn his sword, but Zeng Shaowan's hand on the other side was one step ahead of him and slapped on the small drum, and it was the right hand that she used to beat the drum with two demonic energy rings.

A small leather drum that made a thunderous sound.

Meng Li only felt a strong concussion in his mind, a killing aura from instinct was instantly awakened, his body shook, almost knelt on the ground, in order to forcibly suppress the restlessness of his wings, Meng Li had to mobilize all his spiritual power to maintain his own stability, but the war drum full of war declaration made Meng Li's dignity as a high-level demon be provoked.

This is a way of declaring war that only the high-level demons should know, symbolizing that the two sides are fighting for dignity and territory, all those who avoid war and those who are defeated, their spiritual power will be damaged for life, and they will always be controlled in front of the other party, and the side that wins the battle will completely have the dominance, and even more will directly take away part of the other party's spiritual imprint, so that the other party can no longer turn over.

Meng Li looked at the woman opposite in disbelief, a faint black qi fluttering from her body, and those black qi flew out from her cuffs and skirt corners, like flowing ink.

Zeng Comwan still said so softly: "They know what you are, and they naturally know what I am." ”

She smiled kindly: "Of course the demons can sense the demons, senior. ”