Si Yun's angry sword seemed to break through the boundaries of time and space, making the space distorted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Wu Xiaoping, who was engrossed in watching Si Yun's battle, only felt that Si Yun's sword swinging action became very slow at this moment, and his eyes suddenly had a sharp pain, and at the critical moment, Nai Changchuan waved his palm, and a soft force lifted them up, moved them to the back, and instructed:

"Close your eyes and don't look again."

Everyone said that, only then did they feel the stinging sensation lessen slightly. At the same time, I was also very surprised, what kind of means is Si Yun? Their cultivation is so low that they don't even have the qualifications to watch the battle?

"Boom!" The jet-black sword light with a piercing scream struck at Mingjing and Mingqing, and they all changed color.

didn't have time to think about it, Mingjing quickly stepped back with Zhang Fei's back collar, leaving only a few afterimages in place that had not been dispersed for a long time.

Ming Qing quickly pinched his hands, and finally a red light appeared on his hand and merged into the bodies of the two huge silver foxes, the blood-colored light in the eyes of the silver fox became thicker, and Ming Qing pointed to the sword light in front of him and ordered briefly:

"Stop!" After saying that, he quickly walked away.

The silver fox slowly raised its head, there was no reason in its bloodthirsty and tyrannical eyes, and its body suddenly became a little larger again, and at the same time let out an unconscious roar, and a blood-red circle of light appeared around its body at the same time.

At this moment, the sword light was approaching in an instant, and it slashed towards the silver fox!

"Boom!"

This force was so fierce that the entire earth trembled, and at the same time, countless bottomless cracks suddenly appeared from the place where the sword fell, gradually spreading in all directions, until it slowly stopped spreading after more than a thousand meters. And where the sword fell, there was a deep pit with a radius of 100 meters!

Si Yun held the demon slayer on the ground to support the strength of his body, and at the same time he was gasping for breath, and his face became extremely pale at this moment.

The power of this knife is also in the state where her spirit and spirit have reached the peak state, coupled with the blessing of endless anger in her heart, she is endlessly close to the Yuan Infant Stage. In that moment, the aura in her body was almost drained.

On the other side, the two Xuanqing Guan Daoists who fled between the lightning and flint did not have time to leave the scope of this knife in time, and they were spit blood from the impact of that strong energy, and even their internal organs were damaged to a certain extent.

Zhang Fei, who had just broken through the foundation building period, was even more unbearable, and his breathing gradually became weaker.

The so-called one force breaks ten thousand laws, but that's it!

Si Yun rested for a moment, threw down the elixir that he had robbed from the Jindan period monk these days to quickly restore his spiritual power into his mouth, and dragged the demon slayer forward with an expressionless face.

The blade of the Demon Slayer Knife went downwards and sank into the ground like a tofu in Si Yun's dragging, leaving a long knife mark behind him as Si Yun dragged.

At this time, Wu Xiaoping dared to open his eyes slowly. When she saw Si Yun's slender back, dragging a long knife that was even taller than her, she walked forward firmly, and for some reason, a sad feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

"Brother Nai, aren't you going to help Si Yun?" Wang Wang couldn't help but ask Na Changchuan.

Now they are no longer the same as they were at the beginning, and the cultivation of those two people who dress up as Taoist priests may not be as good as Si Yun, but they are not much worse.

Nai Changchuan looked at Si Yun's back fixedly, and said softly:

"She won't want me to help..."

The shame of the demon clan can only be erased and washed away by the demon clan himself!

・・・

When Si Yun dragged the demon slayer to the edge of the hundred-meter-wide pit that she had slashed out with a knife, her spiritual power had already recovered two layers under the blessing of the elixir. After pouring another handful of pills into her mouth, she looked sideways into the pit.

In the deep pit, the two bloody figures were still struggling. When he saw her, he let out a tyrannical roar.

Si Yun still had no expression on his face, but a thick look of sorrow flashed in his eyes.

They are silver foxes.

It is the most arrogant and indifferent race among all the races in the demon world!

For the Silver Fox clan, being imprisoned and enslaved is more terrible than death, which is tantamount to torture with a thousand knives!

Si Yun faced these two poor creatures who had completely lost their spirituality, and slowly raised the long knife in his hand...

"Beast, stop!" In the distance, there was a roar of the Taoist morale, Si Yun turned a deaf ear, a black sword light fell, and the body of the silver wolf was separated in an instant.

Si Yun seemed to see the last moment, a look of relief in the eyes of these two silver foxes who didn't know how many years they had been enslaved...

She put away the knife expressionlessly, looked at the two Taoist priests not far away, and said lightly:

"The miscellaneous pieces of Xuanqingguan, if there are really six reincarnations, bless you to be able to invest in the animal path in the next life, that is your true destination!"

"Evil Barrier!" Mingjing scolded again with a calm face.

Si Yun's aura is now fully open, and the demon qi has almost condensed into substance, how can they not know that the expressionless girl in front of them is the demon clan. But these two silver wolf puppet beasts, but Xuanqingguan specially prepared them for those of them who came to this new plane!

And since the Silver Fox clan Si Liang proposed the desperate plan that was enough to cut off the inheritance of Xuanqing Concept, the Silver Wolf was the puppet beast that everyone in Xuanqing Temple longed for the most. Now that they are killed, they will definitely be punished, and it is difficult to raise their heads in front of other senior brothers, how can they not hate!

"It's useless to say more, to sacrifice your blood to the people who have just passed away, barely enough." After Si Yun finished speaking, she raised her hand, and the demon slaying knife in her hand was directly projected by her!

Ming Jing and Ming Qing hurriedly avoided it, and when they turned around again, they saw that Si Yun had turned into the prototype of the demon clan, and the aura around him was stronger than Fang Cai, the four hooves were surrounded by bright red flames, and the slender fox tail even caused slight ripples in the air, slamming towards the two of them!

[Linghu Nine Changes, Second Change-Wan Ling Mountain]!

After breaking through to the middle stage of Jindan, this powerful secret method that was enough to accompany the Yanhu clan for a lifetime finally revealed its magnificent color. Si Yun's strength was infinitely close to the late stage of Jindan after turning into the original form, and after performing the Nine Transformations of the Spirit Fox, he actually directly crossed this stage and directly reached the peak of the Jindan stage, infinitely close to the Yuan Infant stage!

There was a look of despair on Mingjing's face.

The two of them have just broken through to the Jindan period for less than ten years, so is there really any hope of leaving today?

His lips moved slightly, and his divine sense transmitted to Ming Qing:

"Ming Qing, wait a minute, if you have a chance, run away! Tell the uncles about this! ”

Ming Qing had a sad look on his face, but nodded imperceptibly.

Let him escape, then Senior Brother Mingjing...

****

Half an hour later, Si Yun looked at the half-dead Ming Qing, coldly withdrew his soul technique, looked in the direction of the Qinghe base and muttered:

"Two hundred Xuanqingguan disciples, two million Sword Sect disciples, three primordial old monsters... Okay, very good!"

As she spoke, with a stroke of her paw, Mingqing was like Mingjing, and her head fell.

Seeing the corpse on the ground, the resentment in Si Yun's heart was still hard to dissipate, and he called out loudly:

"Wu Xiaoping!"

"In!" Wu Xiaoping ran over as soon as possible.

Si Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light:

"I want to give Qinghe Base a big gift!"

**A moment of gossip**

Almost the whole process is in a half-asleep state, I want to save the manuscript! I want to save the manuscript! I want to save the manuscript! (To be continued.) )