Two purple shadow swords, one on the left and one on the right, emitted a dazzling purple light, and flew straight into the air. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info\\ and QB5\ hang high in the air, like two bright purple night stars.

"Crape Myrtle in Troubled Times-Sword Shines in the World-"

Yang Ziyi shouted in a deep voice, holding the sword trick in his hand, and controlling the two purple shadow swords in mid-air from afar.

The magic was completed, and suddenly the sky was filled with dense purple sword shadows, as if a purple sword rain had fallen in the sky, and countless purple sword shadows fell from the air one after another, stabbing straight towards the ground.

"I'm wiping--this sword shadow is even shrouded in Lao Tzu-" Mu Qingcheng watched dozens of purple sword shadows fall straight down towards here, his heart jumped, and he quickly opened his defense, firmly covering himself and Feng Ling'er beside him.

When everyone was ready to defend against Yang Ziyi's blow, these purple sword shadows all plunged into the dirt on the ground. No one was injured in the audience, not a single person from the righteous path or the demonic path was injured by these sword shadows.

"What is this guy doing-" I was also confused by Yang Ziyi's trick.

Suddenly, after these sword shadows pierced into the ground, a purple aura rose from the ground, holding up all the foul blood.

Squeak squeak - one is the power of pure and magnificent, the other is the power of filth and evil, and the two are connected to each other, and naturally they are mutually exclusive and canceled out. Hurt by these purple gases, the purple river car was like a living thing, like a monster that could not yet speak, squeaked and squeaked, the voice was gloomy and harsh, making people feel their scalps tingle and their hearts were terrified.

This purple river chariot is the demon monk took an unknown number of placenta that is about to grow into a raw refining, like this placenta that was brutally seized by life, it can be said that it is an extremely cold, evil, and obscure thing in the world, which accumulates the incomparable resentment, hatred, and darkness of those children who were taken from life by life, as well as those women who were brutally killed and taken from the placenta before death. Containing these different and extremely large number of negative things in it, when this magic weapon was refined, it was full of evil aura, but it caused a tragic situation of thousands of miles of people and animals.

Now that they have been injured by the purple qi, these things that are usually hidden in the purple river car have screamed one after another, and the entire battlefield of the righteous demons can be said to be more eerie and terrifying than the night walking of hundreds of ghosts and the howling of ten thousand ghosts, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a place where all the evil ghosts in the netherworld and hell gather.

Feng Ling'er's face became ugly, faintly blue, and she was extremely uncomfortable. Although she was able to fight with ordinary Jindan monks by stealing the powerful magic weapon of the Shizun Bingji Fairy, her own monks were really poor, and she couldn't hold on to this kind of situation that directly tested her own cultivation.

Mu Tingcheng noticed the discomfort of the beauties around him, took out a token from the space that exuded a leisurely clear light, and handed it to Feng Ling'er.

"What is this—holding it, I don't feel bad at all—" Feng Ling'er said happily.

"Hmm~ This is (Righteous Qi Order), with it on your body, all evil can't invade your body, and the mighty righteousness between heaven and earth will drive away evil for you, and those ghosts don't dare to approach you-" Mu Qingcheng explained.

"Given it to me, what about you? Those ghosts can't hurt you—" Feng Ling'er said worriedly.

"Hehe-hee-" Mu Qingcheng smiled.

"Don't worry-my cultivation, these ghosts dare to approach, I slapped it away-" Mu Qingcheng said confidently. At present, as long as you don't encounter a ghost thing of the level of a disciple against the sky, how afraid Lao Tzu is-

He looked at it carefully, and suddenly laughed.

"So that's the case-hahaha-" You have to increase the output of the yuan force, and you don't care about the situation outside.

Yang Ziyi's move has the same fatal weakness as Nameless (Phantom Lore), that is, the power is too scattered. But even so, the moves of the two are different main attack directions, and the nameless one is to conjure up a huge number of phantoms, and comprehensively attack one person, and the explosive power and attack power generated in an instant can be doubled and superimposed. But Yang Ziyi's move is really completely dispersed. It's just that the direction and nature of the two main attacks are different, and it's not easy to make a comparison.

Squeak squeak squeak -

The confrontation between the purple qi and the blood water, it seemed that the blood water was one point better, and slowly pressed the purple qi down by one point. Zihe Che screamed strangely again, not knowing if he was cheering himself up or encouraging.

"The situation is not optimistic-" Mu Tingcheng looked at it, thinking in his heart.

"This Yang Ziyi is really too pedantic, in this case, what do you care about so much, just kill it first, you must get it, then you can also control the life and death of those monks! It's not your relatives and friends—" Mu Qingcheng said secretly in his heart.

Mu Chengcheng's style of acting is actually more like that of a monk of the Demon Dao, he doesn't care too much, and he doesn't have too many mundane restraints, maybe it's because his soul is from the world of the twenty-first century!

Squeak squeak squeak -

Another point of pressure. There was only a thin layer of purple qi left.

"I can't hold on—"

Anyone could see that the purple qi was obviously unable to stop the suppression of blood and water. It's not that the purple qi can't compare to these blood water, it's just that the amount of purple qi is too thin, and the monstrous surging waves of the blood water, just looking at it, is enough to make people tremble.

The water was tumbling, the sound of the rushing water came, and the purple qi was completely pressed underground, and it could no longer stop the erosion of the blood and water on the ground.

The Purple Shadow Twin Swords were suppressed by the Purple River Che-

"Ding~ Appearance Mission: Sword Refining and Demon Suppression."

"Detailed explanation of the task: The murderer of the demon path refines the evil (purple river car) and kills the world. The righteous path monk has (Purple Shadow Twin Swords), although there is a purple light that breaks the evil, but the sword is a mortal, the purple light is insufficient, and it is suppressed by the Demon Dao, only by completing the last process of the (Purple Shadow Twin Swords) and refining the supreme fairy sword, can the evil be subdued. ”

"Mission Objective: Complete the final process (Purple Shadow Twin Swords)."

"Task Reward: The reward realm cultivation is directly increased by two levels. Mission failure, no penalty. ”

"Mission time: a quarter of an hour."

Wipe - out of task! Sister Nun, directly upgrade two layers of cultivation, Lao Tzu is now a Jindan turn! Two layers, one layer is the second turn of Jindan, and the other layer is the third turn of Jindan - I, Jindan three turns - as long as one process is completed. One last step! What is it exactly?

"Senior Brother Ziyi--Is your (Purple Shadow Twin Sword) still missing the last process and not completed-" Mu Qingcheng suddenly shouted loudly at Yang Ziyi.

Hey~ Yang Ziyi was puzzled in his heart, (Purple Shadow Twin Swords) was made by his own hard work to collect materials, and then searched for a famous master to refine it, in addition to himself and his father, there was also the master who refined the sword for himself, and no fourth person knew that (Purple Shadow Twin Swords) was still a process, how did Mu Tingcheng know this kid.

"Senior Brother Ziyi, don't hesitate, say it quickly! There's still that process left, you can say it quickly-" Mu Tingcheng shouted anxiously, Ni Mei, if you don't answer your questions, you think a quarter of an hour is a long time! You don't want to completely practice into a really good sword, what two layers of cultivation do Lao Tzu want! I poke-

"That's right-" Yang Ziyi thought about it, and felt that Mu Qingcheng suddenly brought up this matter at this time, there must be some deep meaning, and said in a deep voice.

"What process is missing—" Mu Qingcheng asked hurriedly.

"Flame - (Purple Shadow Twin Swords) When I was refining it back then, I didn't find a different fire that could be refined—so I never completed the final step—" Yang Ziyi sighed. Alien fire is not a common thing-

Poke - Strange fire. Lao Tzu's (Netherworld Corpse Fire)――

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