These thirty demon pills, Zhao An has never been willing to take them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As his cultivation gets higher and higher, I am afraid that the effect of taking too many demon pills will become worse and worse, not to mention, there is now a white giant ape in the Black Mountain, which makes him even more apprehensive, and he does not dare to hunt the blood spirit ape easily.

Therefore, Zhao An has always kept the last thirty demon pills in his hand, ready to be used when breaking through the bottleneck.

But if the life is gone, what's the use of keeping the demon pill!

The evil ghosts outside shouted and gathered around the cave, but at this time, it was not only the ghost screams, but also the cries of Ming Ruowei in the cave, and the dissuasion of "Senior Brother Zhou".

However, the more chaotic and difficult to deal with, the calmer Zhao An became, if there was anything else in the fog that could not be resisted besides fire, it was the wind!

A wind strong enough to blow away all the fog around it!

Without hesitation, he swallowed all the more than thirty demon beast inner pills, and in an instant, Zhao An only felt a roar in his body, as if something had exploded, and the qi and blood of the whole person surged into his mind in an instant.

A limited container can only explode in the end, not to mention that this container is still human flesh and blood!

A wave of heat came from Zhao An's body, Zhao An felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more crazy, and the power of many demon pills penetrated into his mind and eyes with a trace of inexplicable excitement and heat.

"...... you want to kill me?"

Zhao An's eyes were red and terrifying, and at this moment, the power of time in his eyes was suddenly released!

And what is even more unbelievable is that a vague figure appeared in his pupils!

Gently raising his right hand, Zhao An's voice was low and hoarse,

"Longsy!"

The next moment, it was visible to the naked eye that the rain around Zhao An suddenly changed direction, and all the gravel on the ground rose flat, and in the blink of an eye, with the hurricane surging around, it turned into an invisible transparent dragon, carrying the rain, emitting a deafening roar!

"Go!" Zhao An let out a low sigh and pushed his right hand forward.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the long dragon plunged into the thick fog, immediately diluting the rich purple mist miasma.

Without the miasma as a support, the black aura on the demon's body slowly faded, as if it could be blown away by the wind.

But this situation only lasted for a short moment, and suddenly, the hands of the giant demon stiffened up, and slowly formed a complex finger in front of his chest.

Immediately after, a thick mist-like shield suddenly blocked in front of the huge demon, resisting the hurricane blowing by the long dragon.

"Do you have any other skills?" Zhao An smiled coldly, with every step, more than a dozen invisible hurricane dragons roared and rolled around him, and the rain falling around him was even more because of the wind, and swirled around Zhao An's body in a whirlpool, blowing his hair and robe.

"Wind Blade!"

Zhao Anfa made a decisive move, and the hurricane dragon around him suddenly shot out, and suddenly turned into a giant dragon in mid-air, I don't know if it was the sound of rain or the wind, in an instant, there was really a dragon roar, and it swept away towards the evil ghosts on the opposite side, imprisoning those evil ghosts together.

"Poof!"

At this time, on the high platform of the Purple Cloud System, five or six monks sitting cross-legged suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the side, all of them angry, obviously hurting their vitality.

"Hold on!"

Chen Qi, who was in the middle of the high platform, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the dense fog in front of him, and in an instant, the dense fog was brilliant, and the remaining Purple Cloud cultivators were also shocked, gritting their teeth and persevering.

In the thick fog, Zhao An's eyes shrank, and in an instant, the evil ghosts that were originally about to dissipate actually recondensed!

"Is it because of you?"

Zhao An glanced at the huge evil ghost coldly, and between raising his hand, a purple light suddenly flew out of the storage bag, turning into a fist-sized shield in midair, emitting raging flames, and shooting quickly towards the huge evil ghost.

"Bang!"

After the purple flame shield slammed into the body of the giant demon, it immediately released a purple flame, the flame was extremely hot, and half of the huge demon's body instantly dissipated into the dense fog.

"Aang!"

Not knowing whether it was pain or anger, the demon let out a heaven-shattering cry.

Ignoring the other evil ghosts, the huge evil ghost controlled the dense fog and wrapped its entire body, wanting to hide in the purple mist.

Without the help and support of the giant demons, the rest of the demons finally couldn't resist the attack of the Wind Blade and dissipated one by one.

Although there was a fog all around, there was a tingling pain in Zhao An's eyes, and the black shadow in his pupils seemed to be pointing in a direction in the fog as if he was showing him the way.

Zhao An subconsciously looked there, and sure enough, an extremely faint shadow loomed there, not a huge evil ghost hiding but who it was!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the purple flame shield flying in mid-air burst suddenly, and the monstrous purple flame fused with a dazzling light, dazzling!

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and on the high platform of the purple cloud system, Chen Qi's face was hideous, and the aura around his body was released uncontrollably, but those spiritual powers had just left his body only a few feet away, only to hear a loud "boom", and those spiritual qi suddenly transformed into the appearance of evil ghosts in mid-air, and then a wave of madness poured back into Chen Qi's body.

Chen Qi roared in pain, and his whole person was almost torn apart by the backlash of the demonic psychedelic path, as the main caster of this group attack illusion, once the illusion was broken, the main caster would suffer all the backlash.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" said the surrounding Purple Cloud disciples in a panic.

"There really are two hits. Chen Qi spit out the blood in his mouth, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, and said, "The disciples of the Purple Cloud Department obey the order, no matter what, they must kill this person in my Purple Cloud Department to avenge Senior Brother Yao! ”

Looking at the disciples who flew towards the entrance with a gloomy face, Chen Qi forcibly suppressed the boiling aura in his chest, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that this time he would use everyone's cultivation of the Demon Psychedelic Dao as an excuse to kill Zhao An on the periphery of the Purple Cloud System, so that even if the sect came to settle the account, he naturally had a rhetoric, but he didn't expect that Zhao An would be so fateful, and he didn't know what method he used to break his illusion!

No matter what, since Zhao Anren has already stepped into his Purple Cloud Department, no matter what, even if he bets on the dignity of his Purple Cloud Department, he must kill Zhao An, otherwise, what kind of face will he have in the Purple Cloud Department in the future!

……

On the other side, the "Senior Brother Zhou" in the cave held the Sanfan Sword with trembling hands, his expression was full of struggle and pain, he didn't want to kill, but he couldn't watch Ming Ruowei being ruined in front of his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhou, help me. Ming Ruowei struggled powerlessly, with tears in her eyes, looking at "Senior Brother Zhou" pleadingly.

The Sanfan Sword in the hand of "Senior Brother Zhou" was raised again and again, aiming at Xu Yun's vest socket again and again, his teeth were clenched, and he hesitated again and again, but he still couldn't do it.

Seeing that Ming Ruowei fainted because of her loss of strength and fright, "Senior Brother Zhou" gritted his teeth, stuck the Sanfan Sword aside, and pounced on his body, fighting with Xu Yun while saying angrily,

"You are not allowed to hurt Senior Sister Ming!"

"Senior Brother Zhou, anyway, we are all going to die here today, you let go of me, I'm done, and you can be cool with me then!"

Hearing this, even if "Senior Brother Zhou" didn't quite understand what Xu Yun was talking about, he also knew that what Xu Yun said was not a good thing, and his face was red from his ears to his neck, and he said, "Shut up, I don't listen!"

In the fighting, "Senior Brother Zhou" rarely does anything with others on weekdays, and it can't compare to Xu Yun, who has been living in the Qingyun Department, and after less than half an hour, "Senior Brother Zhou" is in a mess, his hair is scattered, there are many red marks on his body, and the corners of his mouth are bloodshot.

"Hehe, aren't you powerful, aren't you going to be a hero, you don't even dare to kill people, no matter how powerful your cultivation is, it's a waste!"

Pressing "Senior Brother Zhou" to the ground fiercely, Xu Yun waved his fist, punching one punch after another on "Senior Brother Zhou", I don't know whether he really hates "Senior Brother Zhou", or is venting his own great fear of death.

"I'm not, I'm not trash!"

"Senior Brother Zhou" had a red face, his neck was pinched by Xu Yun and he couldn't breathe, he opened his mouth and breathed heavily, but the more he struggled, the more ruthless Xu Yun pinched, and when "Senior Brother Zhou" felt that he was about to suffocate to death, suddenly, a cold voice came from his head,

"What a scumbag ......"

The next moment, "Senior Brother Zhou" only felt a lightness on his body, and Xu Yun's body flew out suddenly, and he fell heavily on the stone wall beside him.

Before "Senior Brother Zhou" could react, he saw Zhao An pull out the Sanfan Sword inserted in the ground with one hand, and speak,

"Although I think that nothing is more important than to live, there are some people who don't deserve to live in this world. ”

Zhao An squatted down, looked straight at "Senior Brother Zhou", and then stuffed the Sanfan Sword back into the hand of "Senior Brother Zhou", and said in a deep voice, "Kill him." ”

"Senior Brother Zhou" was stunned, the hand holding the sword trembled, he looked at Zhao An without blinking, wanting to get a sense of rejection from Zhao An, but all he got was that Zhao An stretched out a hand and pointed at the heart of his chest, and then gently scratched his palm in front of his neck.

"Senior Brother Zhao...... Me, I"

"Senior Brother Zhou" trembled his lips and wanted to say something, he never thought that this time he secretly came out to play, and he would encounter such a terrible thing, looking at Xu Yun in the distance, "Senior Brother Zhou" was covered in a cold sweat, could it be that this person really wanted to die in his own hands? !

"Senior Brother Zhou" gritted his teeth, the long sword in his hand was raised several times, fell down several times, and finally said almost in a crying voice,

"Senior brother, I really can't do it. ”

Zhao An shook his head and sighed lightly, "Your master will definitely thank me for teaching you the most important lesson." ”

In an instant, Zhao An immediately pulled out the Sanfan Sword and stabbed it towards Xu Yun's heart.

Xu Yun's face changed greatly, he wanted to cast an illusion, but the whole person was firmly attached to the wall, and he couldn't resist it at all.

"Poof", Xu Yun's eyes widened, blood gushed out of his mouth, his head was crooked, and he died on the spot.

"Senior Brother Zhou" was stunned, trembling in shock, and looked at Xu Yun's corpse with a pale face.

Zhao An took out a set of clean clothes from the storage bag, covered Ming Ruowei's exposed body, picked her up, and said calmly,

"Draw your sword, I'll wait for you outside. ”