The gossip shield gradually turned into broken light and scattered, like a starry sky sprinkled on the ground.

Zhuo Yue stood in the air with a sword, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes showed a look of disgust.

It was only at this time that she saw the true body of the big demon.

This is a hundred-legged centipede essence, the body is nearly ten zhang long, the backlight is black and green, the feet are red, the abdomen is yellow, and the dense legs are intimidating.

Since her cultivation, Zhuo Yue has also encountered a lot of demons, but she has never shown such disgust.

Now, this centipede spirit not only wants to swallow her into its belly, but the fishy smell emanating from its mouth is even more unbearable.

The stench was unbearable, and Zhuo Yue's brows furrowed even deeper.

The next moment, the cold light flashed, and the distance of dozens of zhang centered on the centipede essence was surrounded by the sword rays in the sky.

"Bang ......"

The sound of metal handover came, and countless swords struck on the huge body of the centipede spirit, and ten thousand swords fired in unison, and the momentum was spectacular.

The people standing on the city wall were shocked when they saw this spirit, such a ferocious attack, I am afraid that no matter how strong the centipede spirit is, it will also hurt its vitality.

But when the sword dissipated, it was much more than everyone expected.

This seemingly devastating attack only caused a slight injury to the centipede spirit, and most of the attacks were blocked by the centipede essence's body comparable to that of a divine soldier.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, they didn't expect this centipede spirit demon body to be so strong.

Zhuo Yue in the sky, like a mortal immortal, cold and noble. She wasn't surprised by the situation, it was a temptation to kill the centipede spirit, and this attack was not enough.

The real battle is only now really beginning.

Immediately after, a cold air quickly filled her sword, just like herself, exuding a trace of coldness, cold and cold.

The centipede spirit was originally startled by this sword qi in the sky, but then he found that the sword qi could not cause substantial damage to it, and he was furious.

Green poisonous gas spit out from his mouth and spewed out towards Zhuo Yue, but at this time, Zhuo Yue was like an iceberg goddess, surrounded by cold air. All the poisonous gases were blocked by the cold around her, and some were even frozen by the cold.

At this time, Zhuo Yue moved, and launched an attack again, fast and graceful, just in an instant, the cold light of the sword shone, and there were several more wounds on the centipede essence.

Those one-foot-long sword wounds, if they were on a person's body, would be terrifying and fatal, but on the centipede's huge body nearly ten zhang long, it was a small injury that was not to be worried.

Originally, the centipede spirit didn't care and continued to fight with the human in front of it, but then it was horrified to find that the small wound that was not worrying before had a trace of cold air invading its body.

Its blood was coagulated by the invading cold air, and its body became sluggish and numb, and as its body slowed down, it suffered more and more injuries, and soon its huge body was as stiff as a popsicle, making it difficult to make effective attacks.

In the blink of an eye, the scales have tipped and lost.

At this time, Zhuo Yue's sword cold light became more and more victorious, and it seemed that he was accumulating strength, wanting to kill the centipede spirit with one blow.

The centipede spirit also felt that he was afraid of his life, and was unwilling to let out an angry roar.

The roar resounded in the sky, everyone in the "Sixue City" covered their ears, and some people didn't even have time to react, and they were bleeding from the roar.

The centipede spirit was furious at this critical moment of life. The whole body burned, and a raging fire came out, and the cold qi in the body evaporated in an instant when it encountered this flame, and its demonic power suddenly increased greatly.

"How is it possible, is this big demon crazy, he is actually driven by Neidan, burning his soul, and wants to make a last fight. ”

"Yes, if you burn your soul, won't your soul be scattered, and you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated?"

The cultivators on the city wall were shocked and regretful, and after the shock, they began to worry about Zhuo Yue, who was fighting against the centipede spirit.

The centipede spirit burns the soul, although the cultivation has increased greatly in a short period of time, but no matter whether it wins or not, the remnant soul can survive at the lightest, and the soul will be scattered.

In heaven and earth, there are very few immortal cultivators or demons who do this, and once the soul is scattered, there is no chance of reincarnation.

The cost is huge, but the strength in exchange is also terrifying, and the strength of the centipede essence has skyrocketed in a short period of time, and I am afraid that no one can beat it.

The flames of the divine soul burned around him, and the centipede spirit was like a madman at the moment, frantically attacking Zhuo Yue.

The scales of victory and defeat have turned.

The cold air around Zhuo Yue's body was all evaporated by the flames, and the burning fire of her soul reflected her face red, and a trace of fragrant sweat dripped down her forehead to the ground.

This flame was even more fierce than the Three Flavors True Fire, and even though most of the power was used to suppress Zhuo Yue, just the power that was inadvertently emitted caused a large area of the land beneath him to evaporate. The sky was also burned red.

Although the battle between the two was far away from the "Sixue City", at this moment, the entire city was still affected, as hot as a furnace, and the cultivators were fine, but the ordinary people were just suffering.

The people in the city took off their clothes as fast as they could, and ran to the nearest river, but before they could enjoy the short-term coolness, the river quickly warmed up at the speed of physical perception.

At this moment, the most difficult thing is Zhuo Yue, who is fighting against the centipede spirit.

She was calm and relaxed before, but now she has encountered a great crisis.

Zhuo Yue is good at water-attribute swordsmanship, and has practiced swordsmanship to the fullest, which can turn water into snow and snow into cold qi. It can be attacked and defended, and the power is endless.

But now, the coldest breath was burned out by the fire of the divine soul. Even the shield that gathered with aura around the body to resist the flames was actually burning.

The water in the body was evaporating rapidly, and even the hand holding the sword was sweating like rain.

Her body was already soaked with sweat, and her bumpy figure was fully revealed.

At this time in the battle, she was at a disadvantage, even in danger.

The rapid loss of body water makes the whole person extremely haggard. But the only thing that remains unchanged is the beautiful and cold face, and the stubborn appearance that still refuses to admit defeat no matter what kind of danger and desperate situation it encounters.

In the face of this scorching body, and even the pain of the soul, Zhuo Yue was still fighting, never flinching.

Just like the forest of trials many years ago, even if you are lonely, even if you are covered with injuries, even if you climb, you have to climb to the end step by step.

is also like the sword gate competition that fought with Xuanyuan Yao, until she was exhausted in the end, she would not give up.

Because she knew that behind her, there was no one......

……

The people of the city struggled in agony in the river, and even the river was bubbling like boiling water.

The cultivators tried their best to rescue, but the flames burning with the divine soul were extremely strange, and they couldn't lower the temperature by any point.

Just when the people couldn't hold on, a cool breeze blew, and the temperature in the city actually dropped. Even the flowers and trees that had been burned before were revived after this wind blew. The water was also cold again, and it was no longer hot.

It's as if some mysterious power is nourishing the whole city.

And at some point, a black-robed man appeared in the city, and the whole person was wrapped in a black robe, and even his face was covered, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Walking slowly along the street.

"Who are you?"

When a cultivator saw a strange mysterious person appear in the city, he suddenly became vigilant and asked forward.

The man in black did not answer.

The cultivator stretched out his hand and tried to grab the man in black, but he was shaken back a few steps by a force, and the rest of the cultivators instantly surrounded him.

The man in black glanced around, skimming over everyone, his gaze only lingering on He Shu and Yurou for a moment, and then directly rose into the air.

He Shu stroked his jaw, looked at the direction where the man in black flew away, which was the direction of the battle between Zhuo Yue and the centipede spirit, and said thoughtfully: "A cultivator of the Imperial Sky Realm, he may be a friend or an enemy. ”