The trembling black light of the double cone was released, and then, in the faint sound of "snorting", the snow-white frost covered the surface of the double cone.

He Xiaoshi, who was not far away, closed his eyes tightly, pinched the sword technique with both hands, and the indomitable sword intent emanated from his body.

The surrounding air, under the refraction of the sunlight, seemed to become a little sharper, and the invisible sword intent that made his eyes sting, gently fluttered around.

The next moment.

He Xiaoshi suddenly opened his eyes, and in the pale golden pupils, two snow-white sword shadows flashed and disappeared.

The trembling twin cones rose from the ground and were suspended in the void, first hovering for a while, and then wrapped in a powerful sword intent that would not regret it, shooting straight into the eyes of the golden-tailed phantom lion in front of them.

One moment ago, the double cone was still outside the zhangxu opening, and the next moment, it came directly to the double front of this beast.

Before the golden-tailed lion could react, it only had time to squint, and the double cone with the smell of frost and strange cold pierced its eyes.

Countless invisible sword intent entered it, and with the spread of the poison and the ruthless tearing of the sword intent, the giant beast subconsciously opened its mouth and let out a terrible roar of pain.

Mo Xiaoyao, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, was shocked on his sallow face when He Xiaoshi showed his sword skills, and after the golden-tailed phantom lion opened its huge mouth, he didn't dare to delay the slightest bit of his body, and turned into a black light that shot directly into the beast's open blood basin mouth.

Mo Yao entered the body of this beast, constantly passing through, passing all the way, damaging countless internal organs that were broken.

The huge body of the golden-tailed phantom lion first trembled, and then rolled frantically on the ground.

Mo Xiaoyao's right hand penetrated a thin film and grabbed a fist-sized spirit bead at the heart position with complex patterns on the surface into his hand.

The struggling golden-tailed phantom lion let out an unwilling and terrible roar, and then remained motionless.

In an instant, the beast's breath was gone.

Outside the Zhangxu Kai, He Xiaoshi, whose breath was slightly sluggish, looked at the corpse of the golden-tailed phantom lion with a flash of color in his eyes, and his body shook slightly.

The eighth-level collapse and the casting of the sword technique consumed a lot of his spiritual power.

Suddenly, the golden-tailed phantom lion's mouth opened slightly, and a black light shot out.

The black light flickered, revealing Mo Xiaoyao's figure covered in dark blue blood.

A layer of black fire rose from Mo Xiaoyao's body, and the blood stains on his body disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few huge dark blue blood spots with a darker color.

"This thing is the puppet crystal nucleus of this beast, it is useless for the old man to leave it on his body, you can take it," Mo Xiaoyao threw the cylinder in his hand that was taken out of the heart of the golden-tailed phantom lion towards He Xiaoshi.

He Xiaoshi did not hesitate to reach out and grab it, and put it away with an unchanged expression.

Mo Xiaoyao looked at He Xiaoshi with a slight look in his eyes, and his expression began to carry a little jealousy.

He Xiaoshi's eyes also looked at Mo Xiaoyao, and the eyes of one person and one demon were separated at the touch of a touch.

Then, at the same time, there was silence.

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The two double-cone surfaces inserted in the eyes of the golden-tailed phantom lion, the hoarfrost gradually converged, and the sword intent disappeared.

Mo Xiaoyao sensed the dissipation and the sword intent in the air, and finally had a little fear of He Xiaoshi's combat power.

Putting aside He Xiaoshi's innate great strength and demonic body, this sword technique alone was enough to make him feel Ling Ran in his heart.

He Xiaoshi's talent in kendo is really amazing, and in a short period of time, he can drive things that have nothing to do with swords.

Could it be that this demon is an innate sword body?

If it was in the outside world, with Mo Xiaoyao's cultivation, he could easily crush He Xiaoshi, but here, the strength he could exert was only in the Great Perfection of the Foundation, if so, even if he still had many means, I am afraid that he would not be able to easily subdue He Xiaoshi.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyao's attitude towards He Xiaoshi quietly changed slightly.

He Xiaoshi, who had a serious loss of spiritual power, looked at Mo Xiaoyao, whose eyes were flickering and obviously afraid of himself, nodded slightly in his heart.

The reason why He Xiaoshi worked so hard to kill the golden-tailed phantom lion was naturally to make Mo Xiaoyao feel jealous and let him not go too far in his next actions.

It seems that this method has also played a role.

Thinking so, He Xiaoshi bent his hands slightly, and took out two low-level spirit stones, intending to recover his spiritual power.

Mo Xiaoyao suddenly fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and threw out two medium-grade spirit stones with stronger spiritual power, and said in his mouth: "Since you have damaged your spiritual power for the sake of the old man, then the loss will come to the old man." ”

He Xiaoshi's eyes flashed, and he didn't shirk, he took the two medium-grade spirit stones with both hands, sat cross-legged on the ground, and recovered his spiritual power by himself.

Mo Xiaoyao stood on the handrails, looking at the surrounding scenery, and a thoughtful application appeared on his face.

After the time of half a pillar of incense, He Xiaoshi stood up, put away the two spirit stones that had not been used up, and then opened his mouth to say something.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyao looked into the distance with a feeling, as if he had sensed something.

He Xiaoshi's heart was slightly different, and he also extended his divine sense into the distance, and found that Xia Han and Zhu Qian were coming in this direction.

Mo Xiaoyao snorted coldly in his nose, and said lightly: "The two juniors are really troublesome", and quickly recited an obscure incantation in his mouth.

As Mo Xiaoyao's spell sounded, a faint fluctuation of spiritual power appeared around it.

The next moment, thousands of black spirit patterns appeared in front of Mo Xiaoyao, and slowly rotated around his body.

Countless "all through" sounds of hitting the wall appeared.

"Go!"

Mo Xiaoyao let out a soft snort, and the black spirit patterns twisted to form five ghost-looking and ghostly little ghosts, and shook their heads and floated forward.

The five imps stood still ten feet in front of Mo Xiaoyao, and then smashed their hands to the ground at the same time.

A black wall of black light evaporated, exuding a strong ghostly aura in front of it, locking the surrounding space.

Then, with the sound of "all the same", the black walls melted into the air without a trace.

There was only a faint ghostly aura, emanating from it.

Seeing this, He Xiaoshi's heart was slightly different.

What Mo Yao used was the barbarian ghost sect's trick to trap the enemy-ghost hitting the wall.

For the monks of other sects, this technique may be able to really trap them, but for Xia Han and Zhu Qian, who were born in the Barbarian Ghost Sect, I am afraid that they can only trap a stick of incense at most.

It seems that Mo Xiaoyao has no intention of harming Xia and Zhu, but he doesn't want them to meddle in his own affairs.

In this regard, He Xiaoshi had no opinion, just silently watched Mo Xiaoyao cast spells.

After a while, Mo Xiaoyao turned around, said lightly to He Xiaoshi, "Let's go", and walked towards the low mountain outside Lixu first.

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The low mountain in front of you is more than ten zhang high, the size of a hundred zhang in a square circle, there are nine sharp huge stone pillars standing upside down at the top, the mountain is navy blue, there is a black hole with a diameter of three meters in the east, and the entrance of the cave is also two rows of dense and sharp stone pillars.

The four walls of the cave are full of stone thorns with interlaced canine teeth, and inside the stone thorns, there are black holes of different sizes.

He Xiaoshi and Mo Xiaoyao were walking in the dimly lit cave at this time, and at the same time mobilized all their spiritual senses to prevent accidents.

As you enter the cave deeper and deeper, the light thrown from the entrance of the cave is gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and after a meal, there is no more light in the cave, some are only dark.

For a man and a demon, the darkness ahead had no effect, they walked quietly and slowly, there was no other sound in the cave, only the sound of their "rustling" footsteps.

After walking for half a pillar of incense again, it was estimated that he was almost in the center of the low mountain, when the cave suddenly became narrow, and gradually became only accessible to one person.

Moreover, the air inside is getting thinner and thinner, and there is an indescribable heat that emerges all around.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoyao, who had been walking in front of him, stopped suddenly.

He Xiaoshi's heart froze, his gaze passed through Mo Xiaoyao's shoulder, and he looked forward.

Two tiny red dots, quietly lit up in the darkness ahead.

Then, the number of red dots grew, and in less than a breath, it became a dense sea of red dots.

A fishy smell with a strong smell of rotting corpses permeated the surroundings, making people want to vomit.

Mo Xiaoyao flicked his fingers, and a fist-sized bead glowing with a faint blue light appeared in front of him.

The range of the blue light grew larger and larger, until it illuminated a hundred meters ahead.

Looking along the faint blue light, those dense little red dots finally showed their true bodies.

These thousands of small red dots are actually the eyes of an untold number of rotten crows that are densely packed and stay on the stone wall!

Among them, there are hundreds of rotten crows, the red light in their eyes is the strongest, and the breath is the strongest, and they have actually reached the realm of foundation building!

As He Xiaoshi and Mo Xiaoyao showed their figures, the rotting crows clinging to the four walls, as if flies had met food, let out a piercing cry of "quack", and then rushed towards them.

In an instant, the rotting crows filled the entire narrow hole!

And behind, there were still countless rotten crows, turning into a black turbid stream that almost occupied the entire cave, surging towards Mo Xiaoyao and He Xiaoshi.

Under the blue light, Mo Xiaoyao's face became extremely ugly, he didn't expect that after the nearly a thousand rotten crows were drained before, there were still so many rotten crows here, and the overall strength was completely better than the roast crows that were lured.

Mo Xiaoyao didn't want to pinch his right hand, and the huge spiritual power exuded a surge of blue beads towards the front.

This bead, which was obviously not of low grade, became the size of an adult's head in a flash of dark blue light, and at the same time scattered a dazzling blue light.

In front of the roast crow, it seemed that a smiling blue sun lit up.

Thinking of the rot crow flying wildly in front of him, when he encountered the blue light, it was like encountering a nemesis, and it directly turned into a burst of fishy and smelly black water.

Hundreds of rotting crows, but they move forward without reason and without hesitation.

In less than half an hour, the black water that these rotten crows had turned into merged into a real black stream, flowing towards both sides.

He Xiaoshi looked at the blue beads in front of him that exuded a familiar divine light, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.