"Although Nie Yun is annoying, insidious and vicious, and has a violent temperament, he is also a demon of the Bloody Sect, and he still has the strength, if it weren't for the heavy karma on his body, the catastrophe is difficult to cross, and he has been preparing to cross the treasure and deliberately suppress his cultivation, at this moment, I am afraid that he would have broken through the holy realm long ago. ”

"I can't imagine that this drunken Taoist is so powerful that he can fight with him to such an extent!"

In the enchantment, Tu Mei, who had just ingested the broken sorrow into the ghost mirror and ended the battle, couldn't help frowning slightly when she saw the fierce battle between Nie Yun and the two, and looked at the drunken Taoist's gaze, which was also full of surprise.

is also a demon of the Demon Sect, and the blood son Nie Yun has always had bad intentions towards her, Tu Mei naturally knows a lot about him, and has had many contacts and even fights, so she knows very well what Nie Yun's strength is, but she has never seen a drunken Taoist before, but she has heard that the two have such a grudge in the past.

At this time, seeing that the two of them were fighting to such an extent, Tu Mei couldn't help but be surprised.

However, when she saw this scene, she didn't have any worries and worries, let alone the slightest idea of wanting to help Nie Yun, but she seemed very surprised and happy, and her beautiful eyes flickered, and a hint of cunning flashed.

But in an instant, he decided to take this opportunity to wipe out the two of them, not to mention killing, at least to hit them hard, and strive to make the two powerful opponents, Drunken Daoren and Nie Yun, powerless to stop them when they compete for Song Jinyu in the back.

If it is said that between the righteous path of the immortal gate, there is still hypocrisy on the surface, a bit of affection at all, and there are rules and laws.

That demon path is naked, naked, naked and the weak eat the strong, and strength is respected.

In those demonic sects, not to mention the same way, that is, the same sect, master and apprentice, are also intriguing with each other, using each other, once they are in danger, there are any fatal shortcomings and weaknesses exposed, what awaits them must be merciless killing.

Almost every Demon Dao powerhouse, at every step on the way forward, stepped on the bones of countless fellow disciples, fellow Daoists, division commanders, enemies, and even Daoist companions.

Without strong enough strength, any sympathy, pity, kindness, benevolence, and weakness will allow oneself to fall into the abyss, a place from which there will be no return.

Although Tu Mei is the descendant of the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, with a noble status, she has also experienced unimaginable hardships and tribulations behind her.

Not to mention that the two are not from the same family, even if they are, Tu Mei will not have any mercy towards Nie Yun, especially his perverted personality of liking beauty painting skin, which makes her extremely disgusted, and it can even be said that she has already had murderous intentions.

Nie Yun should also be able to perceive this, but he is not afraid, if it were not for the existence of the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, I believe that if there is a chance, he will not be soft and turn Tu Mei into one of his collections.

"Boom!!"

With a loud bang, the void was turbulent, and two extremely strong avenue forces collided together, shaking the heavens and the earth, visible to the naked eye, a huge terrifying storm formed, centered on the battle between the two, like a ring of agitation and spread out.

Fighting! Extremely tragic fighting!

Drunken Dao people and Nie Yun, condensed and transformed forms, were blasted into powder again and again, and re-condensed, killing more than once, devouring each other's wills and avenues, to strengthen themselves, condense new incarnations, and rejoin the war, without stopping for a moment.

In the distance, Tu Mei leisurely watched the two fight, watching the fire from the other side, so that she was in a hurry, and she was not in a hurry to shoot immediately, hitting the snake and hitting seven inches, she was waiting for the opportunity, and when the breath of the two fell to a certain extent, and when they wanted to retreat, they suppressed it in one fell swoop.

At this time, the two of them were already red-eyed, and they couldn't tolerate foreign objects anymore, and they were getting closer and closer to what she was expecting.

"Nie Yun, suffer death!!"

Finally, after another fight, the sea of blood was churning, and a blood lotus bloomed, and before the body was completely revealed, the drunken Daoist had already accumulated his own avenue edge to the apex, ready to make a desperate bet.

In a roar like a hell demon god, the killing intent was shocking, condensed like a substance, the drunken Taoist raised his sword and slashed, bursting out hundreds of zhang of sword light, like a match, a blood-red mountain, from top to bottom, a sword split in half, the burst of infinite sword qi, the broken mountain peak into smashes, with a wave of his hand, and then slashed, and a sea of blood annihilated, split and separated, with the heart of killing, majestic momentum, straight to the depths of the sea of blood, blood lotus came.

This sword embodies all the will and breath of the drunken Dao people, and all the great dao perceptions, which is enough to shake the heavens and the earth and shatter the world!

"Hmph! Drunken Daoist, you fled like a lost dog back then, and you still won't be my opponent today!

"Dream on!Die!!"

Above the sea of blood, a fierce and monstrous will was angry, wringing the wind and clouds, roaring fiercely, and when the last dead word roared out, the entire sea of blood was like boiling, surging violently.

In an instant, with the blood lotus that seemed to be released as the center, a blood sea demon god that was more and more tall was condensed out, with three angry eyes, eight arms, and each huge demon god blood hand, which held a powerful demon god magic weapon, the avenue was crushed, tearing the space with his hands, and the scene was terrifying, as if the world was destroyed.

In the four directions below, everyone was attracted by this thrilling battle, knowing that the contest between the Drunken Dao and Nie Yun had reached the last moment.

When the winner is decided, it is likely that one of them will be annihilated and completely fallen.

"It's now!"

And Tu Mei, who had been waiting for an opportunity and had been waiting for a long time, saw this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and without the slightest hesitation, she wanted to rush to the battlefield almost instantly and take down the two of them in one fell swoop.

However, at this moment, her complexion changed drastically, and she saw a ghostly light flashing, and a purple-black Shura ghost mirror suddenly flew out of her body uncontrollably and appeared in the air, outlined by magic patterns, ghostly aura, and the light of the mirror on it was distorted, big and small, and made a piercing and sharp sound.

It's like a ghost roaring and wailing.

"Hmph! What if you find out!After entering Miss Ben's Shura Hell Mirror, you still can't figure it out!!"

In the midst of the drastic changes, Tu Mei had no time to take care of him, snorted coldly, sealed her hands, and played the Dao method, and moved the Shura Hell Mirror to suppress and break her sorrows.

She knows that the ghost mirror is moving, it must be that she has broken through the illusion and wants to break through the predicament, but she is also confident in her ghost and magic powers, how many powerful opponents and enemies in the past, carelessly, entered her ghost mirror world, so far, there is no life or death, no one can come out alive.

Breaking sorrow is no exception.

However, this time, things didn't seem to be as smooth as she thought, and she far underestimated the strength of her cultivation on the ghost path.

(End of chapter)