"Luo Qingyun, what's wrong with you?" Murong Limeng couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Luo Qingyun didn't answer her, but slowly raised the "Peerless" golden sword, and obliquely drew a long sword light!

It seems to be an ordinary sword, but it contains a huge mystery. This is Luo Qingyun's cultivation of the "Heartless and Ruthless Sword", the more he cultivates to a high and profound place, the more cold and ruthless he will become.

It's a pity that very few people in this world know that the swordsmanship he really cultivates is actually a heartless and ruthless sword! The Luo Qingyun that everyone sees is a very normal, and at the same time almost cheerful young man, who would have thought that he actually practiced the heartless and ruthless sword?

Murong Limeng was enveloped by the lonely aura around Luo Qingyun, and suddenly felt a cool chill surging in his heart. This chill drove straight in, directly into the depths of the sea of knowledge, affecting all of Murong Limeng's senses.

How could she have so much concern?

Because she has affection.

Concerned about the Tianyuan Continent and the Murong family.

I miss a young man who is as simple as the sun, and leave a snow wolf demon in my memory with a vigorous and beautiful figure.

She made several like-minded friends, gained a beautiful sister, and worshipped a great master.

She is still working hard all the time, just to be able to return to the Heavenly Abyss Continent one day and seek justice for herself!

It's just that she has forgotten that on the day when the Murong family held a banquet, she had an agreement with a demon world supreme......

The Demon Realm Venerable Master Shu Bingchen stood on the top of the Moon Tree, calmly looking at the vast and boundless Heavenly Wound Grass on the land of the Demon Realm, concentrating and carefully sensing the clone that was sealed in the Three-Star Domain.

Tonight, it's the first day of the new year. The Demon Realm Venerable Master Shu Bingchen had just had a brief reunion with Murong Limeng, but he began to miss her peerless face again.

In front of Zishu Bingchen, there is a somewhat old painting hanging, which depicts a woman with unparalleled appearance sitting on a thick plum tree on the edge of a high cliff, swinging her feet freely!

The woman looked very happy, and was looking up at the person standing in front of the painting, a pair of eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Zishu Bingchen's big sleeves slowly brushed the scroll, and outside the empty cliff, in the distant sky, two lines of dashing purple characters gradually emerged:

"If life is only as first seen, how can there be joy and sorrow?"

Zishu Bingchen's charming red lips opened and closed slightly, and his moving voice slowly read out this familiar poem.

Then, two clouds of demonic light suddenly shot out from Zishu Bingchen's dark purple pupils! This light passed through the crescent moon hanging in the sky, passed through the starry sky of the demon world, and finally broke out of the boundary of the demon world, reaching the depths of the starry sky of the universe.

Luo Qingyun, who was using his "Heartless and Ruthless Sword" with all his might, suddenly froze in his true yuan, and the whole person seemed to be hit by all the acupoints in his body, just holding his "Wushuang" ancient sword and standing still!

Fortunately, the sword qi he drew diagonally had already attacked the three magic ghosts, and Murong Limeng hurriedly flew up and landed in front of Luo Qingyun, just in time to see the scene of the Western magic and the Eastern sword qi colliding fiercely!

The ghost of the shield-raising warrior standing in the front raised the shield in time to raise the shield in his hand, and as soon as the sword qi of the "Wushuang" ancient sword approached, the shield immediately appeared in front of the three ghosts A golden arc-shaped barrier appeared, the barrier was tortoiseshell-shaped, just equivalent to the power of the "Wushuang" sword qi, and where the two collided, the golden light was bright, sending out an endless echo of "bang" and "bang".

The sword qi of the ancient sword was offset by the golden shield, and the golden shield also flickered and dissipated.

But the attacks of the spell magicians and ordinary magicians attacked again, but Luo Qingyun was inexplicably motionless, Murong Limeng hurriedly condensed the "Proud World" ice sword, and swung out seven sword lights one after another, and the sword qi of "Flowers Like Rain" and "Wind Flowers and Snow Moon" collided with the magic attack one after another!

Soon, the magic attack and sword qi sword light flickered and canceled out, emitting an incomparably brilliant brilliance, and the scene returned to an eerie tranquility.

Mo Lan saw Luo Qingyun's strange state in the dark, and was instantly overjoyed. The black fog in the soul dementorship array was abundant, covering the sky and the moon, and the five fingers could not be seen when they reached out.

Murong Limeng still heard the mysterious spell of the spell magician coming from directly ahead. From this, the three magical ghosts were still standing in place, not taking advantage of the black fog to move a bit.

But the next moment, behind Murong Limeng, there was a new spell chanting sound from the left and right at the same time!

They are surrounded by an unknown number of magical ghosts!

"Luo Qingyun, how are you?!" Murong Limeng asked with concern.

No one answered.

Murong Limeng's divine sense was able to envelop a radius of fifty meters, and he didn't need to look back to know that Luo Qingyun still maintained the posture of swinging the sword just now.

"Murong Limeng, this is miserable!" After a while, Luo Qingyun suddenly squeezed out a few words with difficulty, as if it was extremely difficult to say this sentence!

"What's miserable, isn't there still me?!" Murong Limeng didn't have a good breath, this immature man was really unreliable!

"Bang"!

This was the sound of Murong Limeng's "Flowers Like Rain" sword qi and numerous magic shields colliding with each other.

One after another, spells wrapped in powerful magic rushed down from all directions, and the sword qi of "Flowers Like Rain" was canceled out one by one, and finally the magic attack came straight in front of Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun!

Murong Limeng summoned the "Twilight Rain Flowing Clouds Leisurely" divine bow without hurrying, and now, she is in a state of soul and body unity, and what she summoned is the "Twilight Rain Flowing Clouds Leisurely" divine bow body, not a phantom!

As soon as the divine bow came out, Mo Lan's eyes immediately lit up in the shadows, and the greedy desire/desire instantly swept his reason, and he immediately urged the soul control technique with all his might, and the magic ghosts were not only strengthened in strength, but also increased in number to the limit that Mo Lan could control - one hundred and eleven.

"Hmph, I thought that using Western magic ghosts to deal with these two imps would catch them off guard, but I didn't expect them to be not only well-informed, but also seem to be very familiar with Western magic......" Mo Lan muttered for a long time, and finally decided to take a desperate gamble!

Few people know that Teacher Mo Lan in Biyang Academy is still an out-and-out evil cultivator, and even more unaware is that Mo Lan has traveled to the Western Continent, visited several deserted monuments that are inaccessible, and took away the guardian ghosts that remain in the Western monuments, and erased their magic marks for his own use.

Just like the Soul Array, before encountering Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun, his Western Magic Ghost was almost invincible against the enemy!

Today, he wants to pocket the souls of Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun!

Just as he was proud, Mo Lan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been incarnated in the entire soul dementor array, where was the back of any entity?!

But Mo Lan did feel a chill down his spine, and this contradictory feeling made Mo Lan very uncomfortable, thirty-seven ordinary magicians and thirty-seven spell magicians cast magic at the same time......