"Uhh——!h

Where the sword light fell, Steward Luo couldn't help but let out a terrible roar!

This kind of spiritual power?!

Using spiritual power to stop the blood flowing at the broken arm, Steward Luo's eyes were full of fear when he looked at Zhu Liu:

"That's not right! You're not a fox! You ......"

"Huh!"

The golden-red sword light fell, and Zhu Liu was not in the mood to chat with the other party at the moment.

Damn it!

Seeing that the delay was fruitless, he secretly cursed Zhu Liu in his heart, and Steward Luo had no choice but to wave his remaining left palm:

"Boom!"

With the roar and tremor of the qi waves, a giant demonic qi palm print that appeared purple and black instantly took shape:

"Gathering Demons!"

In the roar of Steward Luo, the purple-black palm prints flew up and quickly greeted the golden-red sword light!

"Boom!"

A low bombardment sounded, purple, black, gold, red...... Countless magnificent colors converge and merge at the intersection of the two, giving birth to and dying. For a moment, the magic power and spiritual power were frozen in the air, and the little spiritual power brilliance spread out, as if a colorful meteor shower had fallen in this demon hall.

"Damn, this little girl's skin is pretty powerful......"

Trying his best to convey spiritual power to the palm print, Manager Luo couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart:

For now, the only hope for his comeback is that the two upstairs can come soon......

"Whoosh!"

There was a faint sound of breaking the air, and the figure of Steward Luo, who was still struggling to support, suddenly froze in place.

"Click-"

Without the support of spiritual power, a slight cracking sound sounded, and the purple-black magic mark in mid-air was already full of cracks in a few breaths.

"Boom!"

Effortlessly, it pierced through the already fragile magic seal, and in the violent explosion, the golden-red sword light swept across like lightning!

"Poof!"

With the soft sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh, the head fell to the ground, and blood splattered!

"Hey, hey."

After loading the head of Steward Luo in a box, Zhu Liu satisfactorily stroked the "Broken Spirit" short sword in his hand that had made a secret attack:

It's still easy to use what my wife gave!

"Luo Xin, why is it noisy?"

The faint sound of footsteps sounded upstairs, and an old question drifted into Zhu Liu's ears.

Obviously, although he heard something wrong with the movement below, this Elder on Duty still didn't dare to use his divine sense to probe the place where the young master was:

- Who knows if this is a new trick made by the young master?

"Yuan Infant Realm?"

Licking his lips slightly, Zhu Liujin's red pupils were as bright as flames:

"Hmph, I'm looking forward to it."

………………………………

In the dreary night, the magnificent Bone Immortal Hall stood quietly in mid-air, like a huge fierce beast, silently boasting about the ferocity of the True Demon Hall to all directions.

- Who would have thought that the owners of this magnificent immortal hall were facing the danger of life and death?

"Huh!"

Almost clinging to Zhu Liu's delicate skin, a jet-black whip shadow swept past Zhu Liu's waist!

"Boom!"

Ignoring the torn skirt on his waist, Zhu Liu looked at the black-robed old man opposite with a solemn expression:

"This old thing, it's quite leathery......"

Stealing a glance at the semicircular restraint formation on his side, which was trembling and becoming more and more violent, Zhu Liu couldn't help but pick his thin willow eyebrows:

Since the failed sneak attack on the other party, Zhu Liu had been fighting this Demon Sect elder for more than two quarters of an hour; Although she had already trapped the other female elder with Tu Shanlan's restraint formation beforehand, she still couldn't take much advantage of this one-on-one battle.

It's understandable when you think about it; In today's world of cultivating immortals, almost all the monks who can cultivate to the Yuanying realm are outstanding people with great talents, not based on character, only on cultivation, and everyone has their own uniqueness.

- If it is really that easy to attack across borders, then what is the need for monks to cultivate in the realm of asceticism?

"Little girl,"

Just when Zhu Liu was secretly thinking in his heart, the old man on the opposite side suddenly spoke:

"What happened to Master Li?"

"Young Master Li?"

Facing the old man's gaze that was so sharp that it seemed to be able to penetrate people, Zhu Liu showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"Old man, the little woman doesn't know what the young master is ...... many masters"

Ignoring the old man's increasingly unkind gaze, Zhu Liu's voice was still delicate and soft, without a trace of anger:

"Well, but I just slaughtered a pervert who doesn't look very old; It's been roasted by me~ Maybe the old man knows? ”

"Little slut!"

Although he didn't fully believe Zhu Liu's words, Zhu Liu's answer still made the old man who originally just wanted to delay time split:

If the young master really has three long and two short......

forcibly stopped his thoughts, and the old man who had finished preparing showed a cold smile:

"Little girl, you're a little too tender!"

"Black Soul Heavenly Demon Array!"

The old man's shouts sounded, and the old man's dry hands danced rapidly, bringing up pieces of afterimage:

"Up!"

"Boom!"

The mountains shook, the solid bone ground cracked one by one, and the four black walls rose from the ground, covering the willows in the middle.

"Demon Soul! Appear! ”

"Shhhh

The shouts fell, and in the already demonic array, four inconspicuous black lights quietly disappeared into the black mist.

"Whew-"

Seeing that Zhu Liu had already entered the palace, his mood suddenly relaxed, and the figure of the old man shook suddenly:

"Heh, this slut's cultivation is really not weak...... It was almost overturned in the gutter. ”

Raising his eyes to look at the large formation that had not moved, the relieved old man stepped towards the formation that still restrained his colleagues.

"——!"

Suddenly, a long roar that pierced through the sky made the old man's footsteps nail to the spot.

What's going on?!

In the old man's shocked gaze, the four incomparably solid walls began to tremble violently.

"Boom!"

With an exceptionally loud explosion, the entire huge bone immortal hall trembled!

"Poof!"

The array spirit related to his mind was killed, and his body shook again, and the old man couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood!

"Who the hell are you?!"

Not paying attention to his gray beard stained with a little blood, the old man just stared at the place where the formation originally was.

"Oh, you old man, it's kind of funny."

In the old man's sight, a curvaceous figure gradually became clear in that chaotic fluctuation:

Holding the blazing crimson flame in his hand, wrapped in a beautifully carved fiery red tight-fitting battle armor, the red-hot fluctuating Zhu Liu strode out of the smoke and dust of spiritual power:

"Do you want to die?"

"Whoosh!"

Before the words fell, Zhu Liu suddenly slashed at the old man's head!

"Huh!"

Like a hot knife cutting butter, in front of the scarlet flame that blessed the Vermilion Bird True Flame, the protection laid by the old man almost failed to play a trace of retardation:

"Poof!"

The sword light swept over the human body, and after only a moment of stiffness, the body of this Yuanying master was miserably turned in half!

This old fellow!

It's not a girl, who is still impatient to talk nonsense with you?!

Looking at the old man's two shriveled corpses lying in a pool of blood, Zhu Liu secretly despised in his heart.

"Hmph, you still want to run?"

Looking at the demon baby who was a little flustered because of his physical death, Zhu Liu snorted disdainfully:

"Give it to me!"