The old devil has been famous for a long time, although Tian Buyi approved of Zhang Xiaofan's fight, but even he was sweating.

Su Yang stood behind everyone gracefully, Tian Buyi glanced back, his mouth twitched a little, he, the master, was worried about his life, but this father seemed to be fine.

There was a straw in his mouth, and his eyes were extremely calm and looked at the field.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't say much, the moment the Red Spirit Sword was unsheathed, he and the old devil in front of him were in an endless situation, the creed of the Demon Dao made him despised, and this old devil came to stop it, and the Demon Dao behind him must have an ulterior secret.

The Demon Dao is ready to move, dormant for eight hundred years, no one knows how deep their heritage is, such as the old devil in front of him, is one of the hole cards of the Demon Dao in the past eight hundred years.

"Let's do it quickly." Zhang Xiaofan held the Red Spirit Sword tightly and said silently in his heart.

A scorching light slashed towards the old devil head-on, like a brilliant heavenly might, unhurried, but it made the sky seem to be dyed red.

The old devil didn't move, but his eyes narrowed tightly.

The crutch in his hand flickered suddenly, and the withered old bark outside exploded, and a jet-black long sword was instantly held by the old devil in his hand.

"Tsk, the young junior of the Daomen." The old devil let out a strange laugh.

As if watered with blood, the old devil's withered body began to slowly become ruddy, and the color of his hair gradually turned black, and there was not much hair growing suddenly, and soon, the leaky teeth also grew again.

The momentum of the whole body is swaying, and it has returned to the peak, and it is already a good strength, even Tian Buyi, Cangsong and the others are on guard at any time.

They are stronger than the old devil, but no one can predict what he will do when he is about to die.

As for the group of demon monks behind the old devil, they were silent, even they had respect for this senior, and exchanged the essence and blood of their bodies for a moment of youth.

The price of borrowing one's life from heaven is that there will be no return, even the soul will be burned, and you will fall into the abyss and hell forever.

And now the old devil, with a handsome body, a tall figure, a bandit gentleman, gentle as jade, you can imagine how gorgeous the old devil was back then, in the era when he should have become famous in the world, he caught up with the previous generation of patriarchs of Qingyunmen, who was surprising.

As soon as the Zhuxian Sword came out, even if your strength was monstrous, it would be difficult to resist the power of the Zhuxian Sword, although he was not in that era, but he caught up with the last position of that era.

It's unfortunate and sad, but as a demon, in that era, it was only dormant and waiting for the opportunity.

The old devil smiled, his laughter was hoarse, his cloudy gaze instantly became sharp, and the black sword in his hand instantly rushed out, cutting through the boundless waves of fire, like a solar eclipse, breaking through all obstacles and shooting towards Zhang Xiaofan.

With boundless fierceness, the sudden sword caught Zhang Xiaofan a little off guard, and the Red Spirit Sword suddenly slammed into it, but the force of the counterattack made Zhang Xiaofan fly upside down in an instant.

A mouthful of blood coughed out of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth.

But the boundless wave of qi also rubbed against the place where the old devil stood, and instantly submerged the old devil, and that figure completely disappeared into the sea of fire.

Zhang Xiaofan clutched his chest, coughed lightly, and stood in front of everyone.

The old devil is dead?

How to play with life for injury?

Many righteous path monks were relieved, but before everyone could come back to their senses, the waves of fire receded, and a black-robed figure stood there quietly, looking intact?

Everyone was shocked into a cold sweat behind them, the appearance of the old devil at the moment was too terrifying, under such an attack, he was unscathed?

"I didn't expect to use this human skin talisman to withstand this blow, and you can be considered lucky." The old devil's hoarse voice was terrifying.

What is that human skin talisman seal, everyone doesn't understand, and there is no need to understand, what is in front of him is the old devil's lifeless attack, and it is also the final blow.

The long sword is like the sea, black covering the sky and the sun, and thousands of long swords, like raindrops, fall down quickly.

"Be careful." Everyone was desperately trying to resist the thousands of long swords in it, and Tian Buyi suddenly shouted.

What to watch out for?

At this moment, the old devil's palm had gently clasped Zhang Xiaofan's neck.

Su Yang's palm was slightly raised, but in the end, he slowly put it down, did not make a move, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A strange smile crossed the old devil's face, but then it froze on his face.

His gaze slowly fell downward, and he saw that there was a large hole in his heart, and the blood light flashed.

"...... Blood beads? The old devil's voice was a little incredulous, and there was also a little desolation, and he said slowly.

Finally, it turned into a human skin and fell downward.

All the blood was absorbed by the bloodthirsty beads, and after filtering the impurities, it was given to Zhang Xiaofan as a part, submerged in the body, and refined the body.

The people of the Demon Dao looked fanatical, as if they were staring at a rare treasure, staring at Zhang Xiaofan, bloodthirsty beads, this is the magic weapon of the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago, just under the immortal weapon Zhuxian Sword, although it was finally defeated in the hands of Tianya Sword, but it cannot be denied that this is a number of treasures under Zhuxian.

Moreover, in the hands of the Demon Dao Monk, he can exert great strength!

On the side of the righteous path, Fa Xiang's eyes flickered for a moment, and then sighed softly.

Fa Xiang knew something, but he didn't dare to say it, and he couldn't say it.

Everyone disposed of the black long sword and glanced at the human skin in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

They all looked at the two heads of Qingyunmen with a little smile.

The old devil is indeed dead, Zhang Xiaofan also killed two giants of the Demon Dao in a row, although the two are still some distance away from the super giants, but it is enough to make Zhang Xiaofan famous all over the world.

But!

Every leader of Qingyun Mountain is a famous person, and in the entire immortal cultivation world, he can be called a leader-like figure, but his disciples are demon cultivators?

Even if it's not a demon cultivator, it's hard to explain this bloodthirsty bead.

Tian Buyi stared at Zhang Xiaofan for a long time, then slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, his breath trembled a little, and after sorting out his mood, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan again, and his voice was calm, "You go back with me first." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was holding a burning stick in his hand, and his heart was also struggling, he didn't plan to use the burning stick at all, but the spirit treasure has a spirit, and the spirit is the protector of the spirit!

Not to mention such a fetish.

Zhang Xiaofan also showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, this can be regarded as digging a pit by himself and jumping for himself?

Su Yang didn't feel anything, but it seems that the matter is still very serious?

Forget it, don't worry about it for now, take a step, take a look, if you really don't want to see Xiaofan, this Qingyunmen, don't wait.

PS: When the exam passes, the normal update will resume on the 10th.

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