He had been beaten for so long, and all the magic weapons to protect himself had been exhausted, and this time he was beaten to the point that his heavenly spirit was shattered, and he died without saying a word. In fact, everyone can also see that even if Fengshi Cliff didn't chop him to death, after this person has such an attack, I'm afraid that his cultivation will have to fall several realms. Everyone waited for two breaths and didn't see him out of his body, and then they realized that he had even exhausted his original spirit in the battle just now.

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Ning Xiaoxian also ran into trouble here.

Now that the plague demon has been destroyed, there is no reason for her to stay here and watch people kill each other. Taking advantage of the fierce battle ahead, she quietly withdrew nearly a hundred feet, which should be a safe retreat distance. She sent Tu Duan back to the Divine Demon Prison, and when she turned around and was about to jump onto Qizai's back feather, a roar suddenly came from behind.

She didn't know that it was a strange cry when the Xingda had undergone a strange change, but she felt a chill hit from behind, stabbing her entire back with goosebumps. She has experienced so many battles all the way west, and it is only the second time that she has such a strong crisis warning.

The incident happened in a hurry, and she didn't look back, running all her divine power to her legs. On tiptoe, the slender legs suddenly exploded, and the man swooped forward lightly and swiftly like a cheetah in the grass that had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time. This kick bent over, even the back was arched, although the posture was not beautiful, but it was extremely fast, so that she suddenly slid forward three feet away.

This trick comes from the ancient hunting dance. In the barbarian era, the ancients paid attention to hunting and waiting for opportunities to move, and hit with one blow. There are many short-term and explosive magic powers in this hunting dance, and it is very appropriate for her to use them to escape at this time.

This formula takes a lot of time. It was only a tenth of a moment, and an afterimage almost passed in place.

The feeling of a needle on my back still hadn't disappeared, only a little bit less. Only then did she suppress her uneasiness and turn her head.

The man in black stood where she had just stood, looking at her with a tilt of his head, as if surprised that she was able to avoid his blow, and with his other hand holding Qingji Gongzi.

The invincible eldest prince of Fengtianfu was actually held in the hands of this person? She was secretly frightened. His face seemed to be as calm as water, staring at the man in black in front of him without saying a word. Every nerve in her body was tense.

The man in black looked her up and down, his eyes shining with doubt: "You are very familiar." Where have I seen you?"

"You don't know the wrong person. She stared at him closely, not daring to be careless. The man gave her the feeling of extreme danger, as if he was staring at her a few more times. It was as if she would be killed. That's when she found out. The man's eyes were purple, intense and pure, like fine purple jade.

The young man of Qingji under his command obviously also saw her, and after a few more glances, he suddenly said with great joy: "It's her! It's Miluo's little cub's sweetheart, take her away!"

She was startled, and she didn't know how Qingji, who had never met before, recognized her. Ning Xiaoxian naturally didn't know that she had appeared many times in Chiming City, and she had long been monitoring the spies in the small building in Miluo. Her form has been painted to the prince of Qingji. Originally, after dealing with the plague demon, he figured out that she would add some blockage to his younger brother. Who knew that I could meet her here.

Miluo and the others were not far away, and the roar of the torture was getting weaker and weaker, and it was obvious that they couldn't hold it anymore. Qingji Gongzi couldn't help but urge: "Catch her, let's go quickly!"

The man in black ignored him, and suddenly smiled at Ning Xiaoxian: "Impossible, my memory is never wrong." It's funny, come with me. His face originally looked ordinary and a little lifeless, but with this smile, his purple eyes melted, bringing infinite youth and vitality to his whole face.

Young? This guy's face is very different from that of a young man, and I don't know why she has such an illusion.

She saw a strong interest in his eyes, which was not a good thing. Because before his smile could be raised, he casually reached out and grabbed it. The man in black still carried Qingji in his left hand, so only his right hand could use it, and now he stretched out to catch her, as if she had been standing there waiting for him to hold her hand, as if she was going to be held by him as a matter of course.

Ning Xiaoxian gasped in his heart. This man's movements were obviously unhappy, and he looked so casual, but she saw him raise his hand, stretch out his palm, and spread his five fingers, and he was about to grab his shoulder, but she couldn't afford to resist the slightest thought.

His face still seemed so careless, but in this small world, there was a spirit of self-respect and self-determination, as if he could do whatever he wanted. On the other hand, her body is like being imprisoned, like being under the weight of Mount Tai, indescribably heavy and depressed.

The air around me froze. She found that she didn't even have the strength to shake her tail finger, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back.

The terrifying thing about this person is not only that his cultivation is so profound, but also because he doesn't seem to shy away from sneaking up on others from behind at all! Bai Qing also used murderous aura to deal with her once, but he was still quite particular, and he was reserved and stopped shooting when he missed a hit. But this guy in front of him didn't seem to take her seriously, but she dodged his first sneak attack, and this time he shot again, and he specially imprisoned her with the ability of "Jing Suixin". This person has even reached the realm of "realm"!

Her cultivation when she had just reached the middle stage of Vientiane was really different from this person.

But when he was standing opposite Miluo just now, Chang Tian had clearly seen that his cultivation was not yet at the stage of refining the gods, so how could he be proficient in using the "realm", a divine power that could only be found after the test of the Heavenly Tribulation? Could this person be more demonic than Bai Qing?

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qizai's white feathers trembling anxiously, but it couldn't move. She couldn't dodge this catch anyway.

At the critical moment, her cold hair exploded, and her divine power flowed throughout her body for more than ten weeks, and the speed was so fast that her meridians were overwhelmed, and she felt a faint pain, but what did it matter? Every time the divine power ran around, the restraints on her body were loosened a little bit.

Hurry up, hurry up!" she roared silently in her heart.

The index finger of his right hand finally moved slightly.

The big palm of the man in black has already stretched out, and the next action is to clasp her pipa bone. At that moment, the fangs slipped silently into her hands.

Her right hand was tilted upwards with a small range of movements, and the sharp tip of her fangs, which shone ivory in the midday sun, bounced up like a viper that had been stepped on its tail.

If he wants to continue to reach out, it is to send the veins on his wrist to the tip of the fang. With the sharpness of his fangs, it only takes a layer of oily skin to break through his oily skin, and his major arteries can spurt blood.

Ning Xiaoxian was sighing in his heart. It's a pity that this is his domain, and her movements can't be as fast as in the outside world. The black-clad man's index finger and thumb flicked up and struck lightly on her blade, which was instantly skewed. His gesture remained the same, and he still grabbed her shoulder, but the interest in his eyes was stronger.

She didn't want to be taken captive by this man! But what was she going to do? In this damn realm, she was like a man who had stepped into a quagmire, and though her divine powers allowed her to move, she was far less agile than usual. How can she win against such a person?

She glared at him angrily, and the voice in private was deafening: "Changtian, help me!"

The black figure in the Divine Demon Prison suddenly moved.

"Relax. Changtian's voice was full of calming magic, and the next sentence sounded from the bottom of her heart, "One qiē has me." Then, a vast and vast power, a supreme and majestic will, descended on her out of thin air and took over the control of this body.

It's really strange, her body is still her own, she can see, hear, smell, but she has no ability to dominate and autonomously, it seems that she has become a spectator, and the most authentic cinematic experience is being staged here. It was a terrible feeling, but because she unconditionally trusted the person who was controlling her body at the moment, such a huge will did not make her feel much discomfort.

The forces of the realm could no longer imprison her. She felt that "herself" had silently emitted several self-interested little supernatural powers when she couldn't wait, namely solid, great force, and wind, which used to strengthen her body, making her stronger and more agile. If she used these spells herself, how could she take three or two breaths of time to recite the spell so easily? Then she ignored the opponent's palm that was about to grab her shoulder, but raised her hand and threw it lightly, and the fangs flew like meteors to the opponent's chest.

At this moment, the distance between the two was only an arm's length, but the speed of the fangs was so fast that her eyesight could not even keep up with its speed, only that it seemed to stir up a wave in the air, like a small ripple suddenly appearing in the middle of a calm pond.

When this ripple first appeared, it had already chased into the other person's chest, firmly piercing the heart, like a comet that crossed the sky and could not fully burn. This time it was like lightning, and although she threw out her fangs without the slightest sound, the remaining strength caused the black-clothed man's body to lean back slightly, and the palm that was originally going to grab her shoulder was also empty.

There was a soft sound of "whoosh", which was the sound of the blade piercing the other party's heart, but she did not relax, taking advantage of the black-clothed man's back, the fangs were still quietly handed up, meaning to the other party's throat. The left hand clenched into a fist and unceremoniously struck him under the ribs.

The vitality of immortal cultivators is extremely tenacious, even if they are hit, as long as they are not cut off, they still have the ability to fight back. But what if you add the "Septic" effect attached to the fangs?

This dagger cut into the human body, and the incomparably poisonous power of septic blood had already been activated. With the ability of this man in black, they all snorted in shock and anger, presumably their bodies were burning and their blood was boiling for a while. Most people's faces turn the color of pork liver at this time, and he is no exception. The feeling of blood suddenly boiling must be terrible, and when she used this trick to deal with the old K face of Tianlan Courtyard, she directly made the other party fall to the ground in pain, and she had no power to fight back. Most people's faces turn the color of pork liver at this time, and he is no exception. (To be continued......)