Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sword Sect is over

When did this rabbit cub become so easy to deal with?

Doubts welled up in my mind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the heart demon found that Yu Yanzhi, who was supposed to see the ghost right joke, was also sluggish, looking straight behind her, Fu Lao was even more excited.

Frowning, the heart demon focused on the bronze tripod in the divine consciousness, but the world only had a black and white heart demon did not find anything unusual.

Fu Lao looked at Ji Qing excitedly and said, "It's her!" It turned out to be, this cause and effect doesn't need to be memorized by our demon world, the Sword Sect is over, the Sword Sect is over! ”

Fu Lao smiled maniacally, his cloudy eyes were about to bulge out, which was annoying.

The demon world finally doesn't have to worry about it, and the demon path finally has a chance to be revived. Correct path! Heh, what's so terrible about the righteous path losing the Sword Sect, which sect can beat the demon path, and the spiritual cultivation is no more than some people who bully the soft and fear the hard!

Yu Yanzhi's eyes were complicated, there was joy and a hint of pity, she thought to herself, if this female sword cultivator knew that she had harmed her master, how would she react, probably the heart demon would occupy her body forever.

couldn't bear to sigh, Yu Yanzhi turned his head and didn't want to see the face of the female sword cultivator again.

The heart demon faintly felt strange, but her eyes, unable to see the red flames in the bronze tripod, turned golden after her blood fused.

It's weird!

But even if the heart demon knew, the Sword Sect had nothing to do with her, this was something that Ji Qing should consider, not something she should worry about.

"In that case." The ghost right looked at the heart demon and said, "This heart demon can't be wanted." ”

The heart demon squinted, crossed his arms and looked at the ghost right and said, "Look at your appearance, you still have healing your injuries and then talk to me." ”

Tilting his head and smiling presumptuously, the demon raised his eyebrows. This heart demon is said not to be wanted, no matter how strong the ghost is, as long as Ji Qing is alive, as long as Ji Qing does not untie the knot, her heart demon will not die.

However, the demon didn't expect that there was still suppression, she was one with Ji Qing, she could see what Ji Qing said she had experienced or seen, but she couldn't understand everything Ji Qing had received.

If the heart demon knew that the ghost right could rely on one look, it would make Ji Qinglingtai chaotic, and he would not say such a thing.

In the black and white world, the heart demon is smiling and the ghost is also smiling, the laughter of the two is different, but it is extremely similar, even the heart demon is a little suspicious, the person in front of him is not the real ghost right, but the ghost right heart demon.

How can a person have such crazy and bloody eyes.

How can a person have such a strong evil spirit?

In the eyes of the heart demon, the ghost right is not a good thing, and the ghost right who was punched by her is even more miserable, the heart demon is difficult not to overdo it, this is too hurtful to the eyes, you have to wash it with water. No, it seems that she should be washing her consciousness?

The ghost who was disgusted by the demon in his heart spoke, but this time he didn't laugh, and he probably had some self-knowledge.

"When the time comes, you can leave."

The incomprehensible words fell, and the black eyes became deep in the blink of an eye, as far away and unknown as the abyss.

He glanced at the inner demon, and with just one glance, the inner demon felt the spiritual platform tingle.

Cold sweat is only a matter of moments.

The voice of the ghost right sounded at the right time: "The pain of the body is fearless, but the pain of the soul." ”

This voice was like an omen, the pain spread from the spiritual platform to the soul, the heart was extremely painful, and her heart was even more suspicious, what kind of exercise did this kid practice, she had never heard of such a strange exercise in demon cultivation.

"Who are you?" The demon gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

However, to disappoint the demons, Oni Right did not answer her, but warned her with more intense pain.

The lip was bitten and bleeding, and the demon in his heart seemed to be unconscious, and there was nothing else in his soul except pain. That's when death is a pleasure. It's a real pain, and every time it stings the demons.

The pain in the depths of my soul makes you shudder to think about it.

"Stand down!" The ghost right shouted at the inner demon.

After this sound, the pain scattered and fled, and the spirit was a little drifting, and the demon fell into a deep sleep almost before he could react.

The ghost right thoughtfully caught Ji Qing's sliding body and ordered: "Take away the mountain range, take away the bronze tripod, and kill the people who are mining." ”

The ghost right's eyes were red, and his breath was a little unstable, he was still a little big to deal with a demon with a divine sense in the late stage of Jindan, after all, he only had the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan.

"Get out of here!"

The ghost right ordered down, even if Yu Yanzhi was no longer willing to do it, she took a group of demon cultivators to the place where the people of Shanhe Town lived.

The cave was a little dim, and the people shrank in a corner in horror, most of them were young and middle-aged, and there were only a few women who were responsible for washing and cooking.

"Spare your life! Spare your life! ”

The dark-skinned man knelt at the feet of Yuyanzhi, wanting to hug her feet, but he didn't dare to touch them, for fear of upsetting the bewitching woman in front of him.

"Girl, spare your life, do whatever the girl wants us to do."

The man knelt with his head on the ground, and a group of people behind him also begged for mercy, tears already flowing all over the ground.

Yu Yanzhi held a whip, his eyes were indifferent, and behind him was a group of demon cultivators with weapons.

Among them, there was a demon cultivator holding a silver-white big knife, turning it slightly, and it happened that the knife shone on the eyes of Yu Yanzhi. When the kowtowing man looked up, he happened to see the deep indifference in his purple eyes, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

The coldness of the demon cultivator is practiced, and it is practiced with blood, even if it is Yuyanzhi, it is not surprising.

Yu Yanzhi smiled, her indifferent eyes stared at the man's terrifying eyes, she stretched out her plain white hand, hooked the man's chin, and showed a frightened smile that the man would not dare to forget until he died.

Her voice was soft, lingering and bewitching, and she was a woman of extreme beauty and terrifying.

"Spare your life, it's us who won't die."

Even if it was covered up by terror, she could see the hatred of these people clearly.

Yu Yanzhi smiled coquettishly, and with a twist of the whip, hooked a woman's neck, and her wrist exerted force, and she was dragged out in the blink of an eye.

"Mrs. Li!"

The swarthy man exclaimed, his head hit harder, and he saw blood.

"The fairy spares his life!"

Mrs. Li helps them a lot on weekdays, and she herself is a poor person who has lost her husband and children. The man couldn't defeat the demon cultivators, so he could only beg them.

"Fairy?"

Yu Yanzhi sneered, what he saw in his purple eyes was just a group of ignorant people, even so, even if he grabbed a woman who had a good relationship, even if he said begging for mercy, it was not that he was not saved. Such people are just like those righteous monks!

It's just lip service! At the moment of life and death, it is not important that she is alive, so it seems that she admires Yuan Yu, who has just died, and Ji Qing, who is in a coma.

Yu Yanzhi looked at them and smiled disdainfully, with deep hatred hidden in his eyes.

The demonic energy entered the whip, and the woman did not have much struggle and pain, and then she died.

"Kill!"

Purple eyes looked high at the struggling people with bitter hatred, red blood almost reflecting her eyes.

Yu Yanzhi turned around, unwilling to look at these ugly faces again.

The people who will only rebel when their own lives are selfish and ignorant.

Where is such a person worthy of her pity?