Ye Wuqi said lightly: "It is the responsibility of my generation to punish rape and eliminate evil, even if I know that I am invincible, I don't have any reason to retreat." Suddenly I realized something. ”

"Got what?" asked the monster curiously.

Ye Wuqi said neatly: "It seems that it is not unreasonable that good and evil are not mutually reciprocal handed down from ancient times, but it is only because later generations distort the ambiguity that it has gradually become such a pedantic concept as it is today. The original intention of the ancients was that the power of evil cultivation can erode the mind, and it is not an absolutely one-sided single argument that evil cultivation is the most evil crime, and that without exploring the root cause but just copying and passing it on without understanding, will eventually turn the essence into dross, and in the final analysis, the dross itself is not the doctrine of the sages, but the ignorance of our descendants. ”

After hearing this, the monster laughed and said, "When the disaster comes, you still talk about these useless things, I really don't understand what kind of mentality a young man like you has." ”

Saying this, the monster slowly approached, and in the process of its continuous approach, a rich evil aura rolled in, and the evil qi contained thousands of souls, and countless grimaces tore towards the night without hatred.

What Ye Wuqiu said was not so much his perception as the process of adjusting his state of mind, and once he had a thorough analysis of things, then his mind would be immersed in the fragrance of philosophy, and thus he would gain the calmness of his dwelling place.

The red blood remnant cloud in his hand roared excitedly, and the joy of a slight sense of challenge was the emotion he conveyed to Ye Wuxian, who stood with his sword without hatred, and the blood-colored halo was constantly spreading, like a very dense rime, carving out a world in the black mist. The huge blood groove on the red blood remnant cloud continued to flow with a rather textured light-liquid mixed gelatin, and the sharp edge that was close to people's hearts shot out in all directions.

Although the power of the red blood remnant cloud can only reach the level of a drop in the ocean under the urging of the night without hatred, the sharpness of the artifact alone is incomparable to any power, and I saw these blood lights pulling back and forth in the black mist, like elves frolicking unscrupulously between the jungles.

"Roar!" The monster rushed over with its bloody mouth open, a strong fishy breath filled the nostrils of the night without hatred, he frowned slightly, and then the magic sword in his hand bloomed with a shocking rainbow, slashing fiercely.

The bat wings on the monster's back suddenly fanned, and its entire body soared into the air, and then like a huge lizard, it swooped towards the night without revenge, and the sword of the red blood remnant cloud did not hit, but the operation of the night without revenge has just begun, and the power of the Jin Yu Dragon Xiang swordsmanship cast by the magic sword has changed qualitatively, and I saw that the color of the golden dragon is no longer a simple ancient gold, and there is a dazzling blood red in the gaps of its scales, as if it has been seriously injured and the scales have collapsed.

The pupils of the red gold dragon are as smooth and shiny as blood gems, and it rushes towards the monster fiercely, the monster's sturdy limbs each carry a black halo, holding the dragon's horns, trying to subdue the red gold dragon, but the red gold dragon is an artifact, even if this monster has become powerful to a certain extent, how can it easily separate the victory from the artifact?

In this way, the earth-shattering battle started vigorously, and this is tantamount to a challenge for Ye Wuqiu, the huge pressure made him put forward extremely high requirements for the control of the magic sword, so he struggled to communicate with the magic sword with spiritual power, and the process of communicating with the magic sword is no different from the process of constantly cultivating and breaking through himself, all of which are constantly impacting for that layer of restrictions. In this way, Ye Wuqi felt that his consciousness was blocked by some kind of prohibition on the magic sword, so he could not obtain more power from the magic sword.

The power of the monster is inexplicably strong, and the transformation from the strength of the former Yuan Taishou Fighting Soul to the present one can't help but be surprised, only to see that the monster's limbs are full of explosive power, and he holds down the dragon's head so tightly that the red gold dragon that should be running smoothly swayed, and its power of flying up and down is ruthlessly raging in this area, and large areas of bricks and rubble are crushed into powder.

"My lord, we are here to help you!" The Templars tried to help when they saw that they were at a disadvantage, but they were stopped by the night.

"Don't come here! I can hold on to it myself, let me bear it alone, this evil cultivator's method is a bit weird, if you come to help me, it may backfire!" Ye Wuqi roared like this, the red blood remnant cloud struggled upward, and a large area of sharp sword qi was under tremendous pressure and slowly approached upward, although the sword qi traveled slowly, but when the monster was far away and was targeted by the sword qi, blood marks involuntarily appeared on his body.

The monster roared, letting go of the red gold dragon and rushing towards the body of Ye Wuqiu, this move to encircle Wei and save Zhao was quite exquisite, not only avoiding Ye Wuqiu's attack but also causing tricky trouble to Ye Wuqiu itself.

At this time, Ye Wuqi was at the time when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, seeing that the monster's evil qi was about to invade his body, he let out a violent cry: "Little bit!"

Tiangang Gu Feng, who repeatedly wanted to help, did not have the slightest way, and a fine light suddenly appeared in his phoenix pupils, and this essence light shot straight into the monster's mind, but the monster didn't seem to have the slightest feeling, just turned his head lightly and glanced at Tiangang Gu Feng, and then refocused his attention on dealing with Ye Wuxi.

"No, it's small, attack indiscriminately, don't care so much!" Ye Wuqi shouted anxiously, the golden dragon was already powerless, and his cultivation was no longer enough to support the continued consumption of the monster.

As soon as the roar of the night had just fallen, I saw Tiangang Gu Feng spreading its wings and chirping, and the deafening sound almost tore the eardrums apart, but the most powerful thing about this kind of scream was that he could make any conscious and thinking person think sluggishly or even stop functioning.

The monster suddenly let out a terrible scream, although Jing Yuan Taishou turned into a monster and his fighting spirit cultivation was difficult to disobey under the blessing of evil qi, but his spiritual power remained fragile as a creature after all, he suddenly stopped all his movements, and covered his head and wailed in pain.

However, although the effect of this indiscriminate roar of Xiao Budian was strong, it was still indistinguishable from the enemy, and the Templars and others who were a little far away felt it lightly, but Ye Wuqi completely withstood this kind of spiritual attack, and he felt that a shocking wave had set off in his divine consciousness, as if there was a heavy liquid constantly hitting his skull with the shaking of his brain.

Ye Wuqi covered his head in pain, but he knew that the pain monster he suffered would definitely bear it indiscriminately, and it was time to fight for perseverance, and whoever could be the first to come out of this pain would have the initiative.

However, it is difficult to get out of the pain before the beast-like monster, but it doesn't matter, knowing that he is related to the one who started it all.

At this time, Xiao Budian fluttered his wings and flew anxiously to the side of Ye Wuxian, and his phoenix pupils once again emitted an invisible light, which was like rain after a fire, so that the dry earth could be fully moisturized, although this could not hide the traces of what happened, but it would be a compensation after all.

Ye Wuqi got this relief, it was natural to wake up before the monster, he staggered and clenched the red blood remnant cloud, the angry black iron hand changed a little, but after all, it was on the verge of breaking through, and it continued to exude a pale black energy film, so that the edge of the magic sword was shrouded in a hazy texture.

Ye Wuqiu raised the magic sword high, he looked at the monster that was still in a state of convulsions, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Jing Yuan Taishou, it's finally over, but you, as an imperial official, have taken refuge in evil cultivators, if such a crime is announced to the world, it will definitely set off stormy waves, and your relatives and even your children and grandchildren will be criticized by all aspects of society!"

Saying this, the magic sword fell from gravity to speed like a guillotine used for execution, and then just as the magic sword was about to slash the monster, the monster's eyes suddenly emitted a strange red light.

"What you kid said may have some truth, but if we win, history will be written by us, and it is you who should accept the spurning of all living beings at that time!" The monster's eyes revealed a strange fanaticism, and he roared hard, only to see the majestic black gas rise up in the sky, and he was able to compete with Huo Jie.

Ye Wuqi was overturned to the ground by this power, his eyes were full of horror, the perversion of this power was beyond the normal range!

What other means are there to defeat it! Ye Wuqiu was a little dazed, but when he moved his gaze, he saw that Huo Jie, who was floating in the air on the other side, was developing in a translucent direction, and the dense inscriptions were floating around him along with the sacred stars, and the vast and boundless spirit was constantly condensing.

Could it be that Huo Jie is unleashing a move similar to a forbidden spell?

The monster finally noticed Huo Jie, and at first, although Huo Jie's momentum was extremely shocking, but the lethality only stayed at a rather weak level, but at this time, the small soul shouldered the burden and stood up! The noble spirit seemed to be a transcendent visitor looking down on the long river of history.

If such a spirit is not worth noting, then there is nothing worth keeping in this world, the monster is a little anxious, he wants to interrupt Huo Jie's spell, but when Ye Wuqiu understands that the key to victory and defeat is contained in Huo Jie's body, he resolutely stands up and blocks between the monster and Huo Jie with his almost exhausted body.

"No hatred, no harm, he can't hurt me for the time being!" At this time, Huo Jie suddenly spoke, although his eyes were closed, but the things in the outside world did not escape his understanding in the slightest.

Ye Wuqi turned his head to look, only to see the blue badge blocking Huo Jie's body like a shield, which was the source of his confidence.