"Boom".

The snow exploded and scattered.

With "Black Hibiscus" as the origin, within a radius of half a mile, the land is sunken, the snow is splashed, the cobwebs are rising, and those houses that are built crooked and twisted like "tofu blocks" are really like "tofu blocks" at this moment, destroyed by the sword qi and withered and pulled up-

The female sword-bearer in the world of the demon clan was engulfed by the blazing light, and at the last moment, she held the "sword weapon" with both hands, and it was extremely difficult to tear open a gap with the "word scroll".

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes.

The majestic slashing down, like a dragon and snake-like fine snow sword light.

There seemed to be a very light, thin sound.

was torn apart.

The entire "place of the dead" was quiet.

Just as you imagined.

Countless snow chips flew in the air, and the wind of the sword qi made the narrow valley at the bottom of the mountain roar.

Ning Yi hung in the air, maintaining the posture of holding the sword in one hand, the mountain scroll could not absorb the "starlight" here, and he had no way to get too many supplies.

The sacred pond is surging.

The sword just now didn't use starlight.

It's divinity.

Lots of divinity.

In the past three years, divinity has accumulated and brewed in the divine pool, and on the glacier plateau of the imperial tomb, Ning Yi burned out all his "divinity" and went to extinction with Emperor Taizong, but Xu Qingyan of Tiandu City continued to use the bone flute to convey divinity to the end of his bridge, so he recovered.

These divinities have refilled a pool of water.

Ning Yi's face remained unchanged, and he quietly looked at him.

In the wind and snow, there was a crisp sound of "tearing", a snow-white hand pressed in the wind and snow, five fingers grabbed the void, and slowly tore to the side-

Hibiscus came out of the snowstorm.

Her complexion was very unsightly.

The waist-length hair was tossed by the sword qi and fell backwards, revealing a pale face.

The disciple that the old man had just accepted was gloomy in his eyes, and her ten fingers, until now, were still a little numb...... She looked at Ning Yi with both anger and jealousy in her eyes.

The sword cultivation of the Great Sui world...... is the most difficult character.

The demon clan will also practice swordsmanship and knife techniques, and there is also the so-called "sword cultivation" and "sword cultivation", but unlike the Great Sui, they were born with an unusual bloodline, so under the blessing of the bloodline, even if they use the sword, they will not "dominate the crowd".

In the world of the demon clan, the four demon domains, there are rarely pure "sword cultivation" like the Great Sui Clan.

Purely, the sword is life.

Hibiscus clutched the soft sword in his hand, his expression was cold, and he didn't say a word.

At that time, the "Pei Min" of the Great Wall in the north was the kind of pure sword cultivation, after climbing to the top of the highest building of sword cultivation, he went to the demon domain alone to kill, facing the demon saints in the Nirvana realm, and the shot was a sword move of life and death that burned jade, but the "wildfire" could burn the world and extinguish and rekindle, and his opponents, those demon saints...... To be dead is to be truly dead.

The "Ning Yi" in front of him, as he imagined, was an extremely dangerous, pure sword cultivator.

Such a human being, if he is allowed to grow, as long as he reaches the realm of the Demon King, he will no longer be able to suppress it.

On the side of the Great Sui, such as "Cao Ran" and "Ye Hongfu", such Tianjiao characters are amazing, once they practice to the later realm, unless they can get the "innate spirit treasure" that fits their own cultivation path, it is difficult to have the strength to fight in the face of the sword wielder.

Hibiscus knows too well the power of the Sword Bearer's Scroll.

After the Ten Realms, the Sword Bearer Scroll was truly ignited, and it could even erase the gap of one realm.

You only need to ignite one life star, plus one ancient scroll, and you can tie with the great cultivator who ignites two life stars.

With two volumes of heavenly books, you can compete with the "Demon Monarch" when you have just stepped into the star of life.

However, the "innate spirit treasure" is a great opportunity that can not be found.

The demon saints in the Nirvana realm may not necessarily have them.

......

......

Under the snowy mountains.

The cold wind howled.

The black hibiscus that came out of the wind and snow seemed to have a dark light surging in the center of his eyebrows.

Unlike Ning Yi, although she is a sword bearer, the cultivation of "sword intent" is not the first choice...... What she cultivates more is her own natural bloodline.

She looked at Ning Yi, and in the depths of her calm pupils, the "desire" became stronger and stronger.

She wanted to eat Ning Yi.

It's not just about eating the "mountain scroll" on Ning Yi's body.

She wanted to eat everything in this human.

Ning Yi frowned, he grabbed the fine snow, the sword just now did not directly kill the "black hibiscus...... This did not surprise him, this woman's methods are quite strange.

The demon cultivators of the demon clan practice the body, physique, and bloodline.

What is her bloodline?

The wind and snow all around seemed to be swarming towards the center of the black hibiscus's eyebrows.

"Boom—"

The snow was boiling.

The majestic suction force suddenly emerged, driving the wind and clouds in all directions, sweeping towards the black-robed woman, Ning Yi's robe was a little uncontrollable, and thousands of silk threads pulled, pushing him to stumble forward.

Ning Yi frowned.

What kind of power is this?

The strong bloodline of the demon clan, throwing away the "True Dragon" and "Tianhuang", which have long been extinct, are the imperial blood, and the rest are like "Qilin", "Fire Phoenix", "Golden-winged Dapeng Bird", and "Kunpeng", all of which are extremely strong bloodline.

His face was expressionless, he raised a hand, and a wisp of void flame swept out of his sleeve, this wisp of flame extracted from the ground of the Vermilion Bird City Lotus Realm was extremely psychic, and after it swept out, it surrounded his fingertips.

"Go. ”

Ning Yi's body did not move, and he raised his arm and pointed at it.

The flame froze slightly, and understood the master's words.

At the moment when Ning Yi's fingertips fell and pointed, the tiny flames emitted a dull burst, swelling in the flying snowstorm, turning into a Vermilion Bird Demon Spirit with wings spreading-

The "Suzaku" is getting closer and closer.

Hibiscus was indifferent and unmoved.

She still pressed one finger on her forehead.

The pitch-black color of the eyebrows spread, turning into distorted talismans and inscriptions, wandering and carving in the void.

In an instant, in front of the black-robed woman, a pitch-black square portal opened—

The wind and snow rumble into it!

Ning Yi's wisp of void flame was instantly sucked into the portal.

The black hibiscus folded its five fingers.

The pitch-black portal closed in an instant with her gesture.

The woman's expression was calm.

She looked at Ning Yi faintly, silently chewing on the smell of the flames.

After a while, Hibiscus Muran said: "Vermilion Bird is weak, it tastes good, but it's a pity that the heat is still a little worse." ”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

This woman named "Black Hibiscus" reminded him of a "fierce beast" that had long been extinct.

Devour heaven and earth.

Make it your own.

......

......

Snow.

Ning Yi inserted the fine snow into the snow in front of him.

He slowly stretched out his arms, and the flames flew between his ten fingers, pulling into a fine net of fire, and he had absorbed a lot of these Vermilion Bird Void Flames with the mountain scroll...... As much as you want, as many as you want, it's just that you usually kill the enemy, and you only need a wisp to melt the opponent away.

If you just took out too much "Void Flame" in one breath in the Jizo Bodhisattva Temple, then the entire temple, within a radius of one mile, would be burned into nothingness.

Ning Yi's eyes turned cold.

Do you like to eat?

Then let you eat enough.

He clasped his hands together suddenly, his sleeve robe was complacent, rumbling and drumming, and the majestic void flame slammed back and forth in the sleeve robe, and the blazing void flame penetrated the black robe, sprayed out, and turned into dozens or hundreds of blazing flames.

Behind the brilliant divine flame, like the restart of the heavenly court, the Xuanmen was wide open, and countless Xuanxiao immortal soldiers opened their bows and arrows, shooting out the "Void Flame Arrow".

In the whistling of arrows in the sky.

Hibiscus frowned, this time she didn't forcibly encroach on the flames again.

There are so many "Vermilion Bird Void Flames", did this man surnamed Ning move all the "Lotus Realm" of Vermilion Bird City?

How can the mountain scroll have such a powerful absorption ability?

She bowed slightly, like a tight crossbow, and the snow on her heel made an overwhelmed sound, slowly piling up.

The next moment-

The snow snorted and exploded.

She began to run, against the countless firelights, raised her hand slightly, and the sword weapon inserted in the ground trembled, rose from the ground, turned into a streamer, and instantly swept into her palm.

This sword is called "Lacquer Kite", and its texture is extremely unique, which can cut through gold and iron, and can also be wrapped around the fingers.

The sword body of the "Lacquer Kite" was like a dark night, but at this moment it is covered with a layer of frost and snow.

Black Hibiscus held the "lacquer kite", running in the snow tide of dozens of zhang that was extremely short for her, the sky was full of fire, she turned her cheeks sideways, a wisp of void flame brushed her hair, the scorched breath flashed, she made an iron plate bridge movement on her back, her body was almost parallel to the ground, her knees were bent, and in the next moment, she twisted her waist and flipped over, stepped on a huge arc, shook off dozens of arrows of void flames, and then crashed into Ning Yi.

Two figures, colliding together.

In the midst of the heavy snow, there was a dull sound.

The power of the mountain scroll and the detached scroll, one represents convergence, and the other represents tearing.

Ning Yi pulled out the fine snow and opened the sword weapon from top to bottom.

With a "bang", the layer of frost and snow that was tightly covered on the body of the Lacquer Kite Sword was shattered, and the snow-white sword body of the fine snow also slammed into the Lotus Realm fire.

When the two long swords collided, they kept splashing snow chips and fire cores.

After dozens of rounds of "fighting", the two made a very tacit move.

Ning Yi gave up the idea of splitting the black hibiscus with fine snow, the other party was too tightly wound to the ground, and in such a close fight, fists were better than swords.

He inserted the fine snow back into the sheath with his backhand, his shoulders fell slightly, and the whole person was shortened, and at the moment when he crashed into the "black hibiscus" robe, he handed out a punch, like a cannonball, and exploded with a muffled "bang" in a very short space.

Within easy reach.

There is no way to avoid it.

However, an unexpected scene happened to Ning Yi.

Hibiscus took the punch stiffly, looking pained, but instead of being thumped, she stepped on the ground with both feet, and almost wanted to leave, but in the end she still stabilized her body and stepped on the ground like a thousand pounds.

Ning Yi's pupils constricted.

This female sword-bearer in the world of the demon clan is not inferior to herself?

"Tear up".

Off the word scroll cut wind and snow.

A wisp of cut opened in Ning Yi's shoulder, and blood spurted out, but then it was pressed down by something.

Hibiscus opened her lips, revealing her sharp "fangs", and bit down on Ning Yi's shoulder wound.

She glared at Ning Yi fiercely, and the voice in her throat was indistinct.

"I'm going to ...... Eat you!"