Time went back to before, in the First Career Academy of the Imperial Capital of China, there was only a dead silence, only the security room at the entrance of the academy was still lit with a little bean-like lamp, floating and sinking in the boundless darkness, and the street lights in the school that should have been completely extinguished since I don't know when.

"Well, is there any movement?" A gust of wind blew, making a rattle of leaves, and the black-gloved palm of the hand brushed aside the leaves, and a thin voice sounded from it.

"No, I didn't even make a move over there, I guess those two are setting some traps, after all, that demon can hunt knight-level executioners, if you don't have any preparations, it will be even more difficult to execute, but, today's wind is a little strong, I always feel that something is going to happen."

The air fluctuated, and a figure suddenly emerged from under the tree, the man was wearing a blue-black robe, and the white paint on his chest made a small "more" word, holding a brass gong in his left hand, and holding a wooden mallet in his right hand, the hammer head of the mallet spit out a layer of light silver paint, faintly having a sense of majesty to drive away evil spirits, emanating from the mallet, and the hand holding the brass gong, also carried a red lantern, the lantern emitted bursts of warm light, Let the people who are illuminated by the light can't help but feel a warmth in their hearts.

"Sure enough, your equipment is more suitable for this kind of night battle, and even your standard magic weapons have their own function of concealing their figures, unlike our executioners who have to hide in trees." The executioner muttered, reached out and tugged at the blade beside him, blocking himself in the middle.

The man smiled and didn't say anything, just raised the lantern in his hand, and let the light of the lantern radiate in a farther direction, illuminating a large area.

The red light radiated,

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"Black Xuan Ten Thousand Arrows." Ning Xu stretched out his hand towards the front of him, and three or five archer-like phantoms slowly stood up from behind him, pulled out the bowstring, and the black dragon qi that was almost iron-gray condensed in the quiver and turned into iron arrows.

"Bang bang bang..." The archer's hand sped up suddenly, leaving several phantoms almost quickly, and in just one breath, dozens of arrows with a flickering cold light had covered the demonic man.

Generally speaking, if you haven't practiced the Imperial Road Dragon Qi and Purple Jade Dragon Qi, you will not have the ability to attack by relying on the Black Xuan Dragon Qi alone, but Ning Xu is a team given by the owner Yongle Emperor who can be regarded as the elite Ming Army Archer Soldier Soul, so that he can rely on these Soldier Souls to perform certain attacks.

That is, because Ning Xu's Human Emperor Decision is really a bit weird, it actually contains this method of battle soul condensation, you must know that there is no such method in the real Human Emperor Decision, this is actually another powerful method contained in the same root and origin as the Human Emperor Decision.

"Line array, projectile, armor-piercing arrow." Before the arrow fell, Ning Xu snorted lightly, and the trace of black dragon qi flowing in his body was gathered, and he frantically surged towards the five battle spirits.

Dozens of arrows containing a faint murderous aura fell, but the demonized man just roared angrily, raised his hand and rushed towards Ning Xu, and the pitch-black snake scales on his body also became very hard in an instant.

"Ding, ding, ding." The arrow landed on the snake scales, and only a trace of black smoke came out, and they were all bounced aside by the snake scales, leaving no white spots.

However, the demon seemed to have been hurt a lot, and the blood in the somewhat cloudy pupils became a little darker, and streams of demonic energy poured out from under the snake scales and wrapped around the sharp claws of his fingertips.

Although Ning Xu had also experienced the battles in the awakening space, he cared very much about the demons, but he couldn't say that he was afraid, but he couldn't help frowning when he saw the scene in front of him.

For demons, demonic energy can not only recover injuries, but also increase combat effectiveness, but for ordinary people, this thing is a little more terrifying than germs.

In ancient times, there was a habit of smearing gold juice on arrowheads, the so-called gold juice is dung, so that the enemy can be shot and injured due to bacterial infection and die, and the use of demonic energy is also the same reason, you must know that for ordinary people, even a trace of demonic energy through the wound to invade the body will lead to death.

And although the professional can rely on spiritual power to get rid of the demonic energy in the body, don't forget that there is an unknown poison on Zhang Xiaoxia's claws.

Ning Xu's current endurance is not very strong, although he can burst out with a lot of combat power by relying on the Black Xuanlong Qi, but he has not experienced the accumulation of time, just a short period of cultivation before, these Black Xuanlong Qi is enough for him to forcibly release two or three attacks through the Soldier Soul, and it is completely unwise to consume it for the sake of subsequent cultivation.

As if he had seen this, the demon didn't care about anything else, just rushed towards Ning Xu's side with his head down, trying to defeat him first.

"Bang." Several arrows flew by, the demon twisted his waist, and his whole body tilted to the side in a daze, dodging a few armor-piercing arrows that were enough to shoot through her scale armor, and the movement under her feet was not slow at all, and in just a few moments, she had already rushed in front of Ning Xu.

Ning Xu reached out and picked up the chessboard placed next to the bed, and a backflip jumped over the bed, while the hand holding the paper bag shook, and a handful of gold dust sprinkled on the face of the demon.

The gold dust came from the surface, and in a hurry, Zhang Xiaoxia, who still had a little human instinct left, unconsciously closed his eyes, and slapped his clawed palm directly on the bed.

On the other side, Styx saw the two fighting for a moment, then separated again, stretched out his hand and threw the spiritual porcelain bowl at Ning Xu, and with a touch of his waist, he took out a spear that was as clear as ice and faintly shining from the storage props.

The sharp claws with pitch-black scale armor firmly grasped the pale yellow frost sword stained with a little white frost, and the frost spear continued to tremble, and the sharpest blade continued to swallow silver rays, and the violent vibration was bound on the frost spear, and it burst out with amazing cutting ability.

However, the scales were too tough, and the edge of the frost spear was constantly cutting, and it only left white scratches on the scales.

"Click."

The demon slammed into the force, and the cracks like spider webs spread out on the frost spear, and the smoke and frost spear trembled, and the creaking sound continued to creak.

Looking at the demon man who had squeezed the frost spear in his hand, his eyes also revealed a sense of anger, and the brilliant brilliance flowing on the long sword became a little more brilliant, and the sharp qi continued to surround the tip of the spear.

As soon as her body was lowered, the whole person of the dark night burst out, and in an instant, she rushed in front of the demon, and at the same time, the spear in her hand slashed through the air, and the tip of the spear pierced the demon's throat.

"Ding." In the face of the Night's attack, the demon only raised a finger to block the tip of the spear, and the long sword slammed into the scales, resounding with a crisp explosion.

"Dao Fu Thundermark."

Seeing that the blow of the dark night looked like a defeat, Ning Xu was a little anxious, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a talisman that had been upside down in the palm of his hand flew out of his sleeve.

The Dao Talisman burned in the wind, and after the entire talisman was turned into ashes, only to hear "Boom." With a bang, a silver-white thunder snake suddenly jumped out of the air, and the slightest electric current slashed towards the demon who was in a stalemate with the frost spear and the night.

However, even in the stalemate, in the face of the thunderous attack, the demon did not dare to slack off, unlike the previous face of the dark night, the attack of a knight realm professional, with the powerful body after demonization, can still be blocked, and the talisman in front of her really gave her the threat of death.

However, in the face of two attacks at the same time, the demon seemed to have no free hand to deal with the Dao talisman used by Ning Xu, but at this moment, the flowing crystal long sword swept over, and the demon subconsciously raised his hand to block, and with the power of the long sword, he directly flew up in the air with a backflip.

"Scroll: Mage's Hand." Another scroll slipped from Ning Xu's sleeve and quickly burned into a flame in the air, while at the same time, Ning Xu's hand was also covered with a layer of colorful strange energy.

"Thunder Lash." Ning Xu stretched out his hand to hold the thunder that was still scurrying in the air, it was strange to say, the thunder was originally the most domineering and violent energy, but when it was held by Ning Xu, the thunder turned out to be strangely docile, but this meekness was only limited to the position of contact with Ning Xu.

And as lightning, it was supposed to be an invisible thing, and it was impossible for someone to dance, but after being held by Ning Xu, this thunder seemed to have become a tangible thing, condensed in his hands, like a long whip in the true sense.

"Mage's hand, frost's touch."

A coquettish cry sounded, and Stygian's hand was covered with a layer of that colorful color, and at the same time, an equally brilliant blue frost energy slowly extended from his hand.

The Spell Hand is only one of the most basic spells, and it can be said that this spell hand is the first thing any spirit magician learns when they learn magic.

"It's true that it would be difficult for me to break through your defenses when you were still in a demonic state, but now?" Two pieces of yellow paper slipped from their robes and quickly burned into ashes in the air, while the air moved faster and faster.

"Dao Talisman - Wind Blade." The violent airflow suddenly twisted, and the air visibly sunken down, and in the next second, the airflow continued to intertwine, and two violent aircurrents that curved like a waning moon burst out from in front of Ning Xu.

Even though the scales on his body were constantly exploding, and the intense pain was constantly coming, with the innate perception of the creature, the demon still felt the thick threat carried by the wind blade.

Indeed, this wind blade was much weaker than the thrust that he had made with his long sword before the night, but as Ning Xu said, without the protection of the scale armor, the human body of the Night Pure could not withstand this kind of attack.

The demon's waist twisted, and the fist that still retained a few pieces of jet-black scale armor burst out, and the demonic qi around her suddenly collapsed, and a pitch-black air bullet flew out of it.

"Ice." The long sword in the hand of the dark night was raised, and the brilliant streamer continued to impact the crystal spear, and wisps of cold air continued to pour out from the ice crystals that formed the spear, entangled with the streamer, forming a light blue edge, wrapping the tip of the spear in it.

At the same moment, the remaining scales on the demon's body burst open almost at the same time, and the thick Nine Demons Demon Qi gushed out, and then, Zhang Xiaoxia's palm passed through the demonic qi, and in the air, the endless demonic qi surged madly into her palm, condensing into a huge scythe full of pitch-black scales on the rod.

Immediately afterwards, the residual demonic qi gathered towards the sickle blade, and layer by layer of demonic qi continued to cover the sickle blade, the black became deeper and deeper, and finally in the black light, there was a faint light.

And at this time, the dark night with the spear in her hand had rushed in front of her, she held the shaft of the spear in her hand, and a spear slashed down in the air, the blue edge bloomed with a chill, and even the flow of demonic energy became slower and slower under the influence of this cold.

The scythe sliced through the demonic energy, revealing the woman whose face was crawling with strange purple magic patterns, and through the short thin hair, her pupils were full of murderous intent.

"Ding." With a sound, the spear and the sickle collided in the air, and a huge force passed along the long sword, which shocked the night hand a little numb, but with this power, she directly did a somersault, the spear reversed, held the spear tightly with both hands, and the fall of the body with the spear pierced Zhang Xiaoxia's Tianling Gai.

Zhang Xiaoxia turned his footsteps, slashed out with the sickle in his hand, and rushed directly to Ning Xu not far away with the whole person, compared to the dark night with spiritual power and spiritual weapons in his body, Ning Xu is undoubtedly a soft persimmon now.

"Scroll - Wall of Thick Earth."

A magic scroll slid down, suspended in the air and slowly spread out, a dark yellow halo around Ning Xu, and a cylindrical earthen wall suddenly rose from his side, enveloping his whole person in it.

The scythe slashed down, as if it was not hindered in any way, and went straight into the earthen wall, the wall as hard as rock was barely defenseless under the scythe, and several scratches appeared on the wall between the swing of the scythe.

"Oops!" As soon as this thought flashed through Ning Xu's mind, he saw that the stone wall in front of him began to slowly break from the scratches, and the broken stone slabs scattered all over the ground almost instantly, leaving him alone standing in the middle of a pile of stone slabs.

"Get out of here." Seeing that Zhang Xiaoxia slashed at Ning Xu with a knife, the dark night rushed over with a long sword, and the long sword flowing with cold air swept across, and between the slightest cold air, little by little white frost began to spread upward from Zhang Xiaoxia's toes.

In desperation, the scythe could only turn around, and the black light on the pitch-black giant scythe flashed suddenly, and the black demonic qi covering the scythe blade suddenly broke free from the scythe's shackles, turning into an extremely sharp black light blade that shot out.

The blade of light slashed across the ground, and countless Buddha phantoms emerged, brilliant golden light reflected each other, and streams of sandalwood spread out from the burning Buddha's heart treasure sandalwood powder.

The long sword in the hand of the dark night swept out, the icy edge slashed in an instant, and a cold air instantly erupted from the ground, like a sharp awl, rushing towards the demonic light blade.

"Frost Shield."

The demonic aura flashed by the blade, and the cold qi exploded almost instantly, and the scattered cold qi continued to attach to the blade of light, giving a shallow layer of hoarfrost attached to the demonic qi.

A slightly cold light suddenly popped out of the night, and the cold ice swept by, condensing into a slightly illusory light curtain in front of her.

However, the light curtain seemed fragile, but the light blade hit this almost invisible barrier, and only left a scratch on the light curtain that was so small that it was almost impossible to see very clearly, and it shattered directly.

However, it was just a long sword that swept out a cold air, but at this time, it was already raised high, and with the wave of the night's arm, it slashed down again.

The pitch-black giant scythe was horizontal, and the crystal long sword that slashed down smashed directly into the rod of the giant scythe, but the tip of the long sword still slashed across Zhang Xiaoxia's face, leaving a deep blood mark.

If it's a man, maybe he won't react much, but for a girl, disfigurement is such a thing, but it is a hatred that is not shared.

"Give me death." Zhang Xiaoxia roared angrily, rushed out directly with the giant scythe in her hand, the black light on the scythe in her hand kept flickering, and the place that was not held by her hand, the pitch-black scales began to slowly open.

"Bang bang bang."

A continuous explosion sounded, and as Zhang Xiaoxia slashed out, the layers of scales covered by the sickle exploded one after another, like sharp flying knives, shooting towards the dark night.

"You can have a taste of it, too."

On each scale flying blade, there is a strong Nine Demons Demon Qi surging, if you are injured by such scales, the demonic energy will immediately begin to invade the body, maybe it is not so easy to kill for professionals, but it is inevitable to leave that eliminated scar!

"Moko doesn't move, King Ming subdues the demon!"

With Ning Xu's roar, a piece of yellow paper full of Sanskrit characters flew out of the air, and faintly on the paper, there was a continuous sound of chanting.

"Buzz." With a bang, countless brilliant golden Sanskrit characters rushed out of the paper, and those characters continued to fly towards the ground with a flickering golden light, and a three-headed, two-armed, angry-eyed Ming King climbed up from the ground.

Under the full body of Buddha light, a statue of the immovable Ming King slowly stood up from the Buddha light transformed by the Buddha's heart treasure sandalwood, and on the golden body of the Ming King, countless golden Sanskrit fonts continued to flicker with glow.

Looking at the Ming King's Dharma Body in front of him, Ning Xu had a rare look of pain on his face, he had burned a lot of valuable Dao talismans and scrolls before, he didn't do this, but the golden scripture just now really broke his heart.

But this doesn't mean that he regrets it, if he really can't bear it, he won't use this thing, compared to the night, these things outside his body are actually nothing.

The king of Fudo Ming sits on a stone seat, in the shape of a child. There are seven buns on the top, the braided hair hangs down on the left shoulder, the left eye is closed, the lower teeth bite the upper lip, and now the angry look, the fierce fire on his back, the sword in his right hand, and the rope in his left hand, in a posture of breaking trouble.

The statue of King Ming, which looks hideous and terrifying, is extremely majestic, and there is a strong spiritual pressure slowly exuding from his body, and at the same time, the golden Buddha light continues to surround the statue of King Ming, forming an ellipsoidal eggshell, wrapping the majestic statue of King Ming in it.

The Ming King's eyes widened angrily, and the sharp sword in his hand slashed out, wrapped in endless Buddha light, and the Buddha light was entangled, turning into a brilliant golden sword and extending out.

The sword was extremely condensed, as if it had turned into substance, and it burst out of the sky like a mighty river, rushing towards Zhang Xiaoxia who was holding a giant scythe with an unstoppable momentum.

The pitch-black scale flying blade occupied almost the entire field of vision of the dark night, and at first glance it seemed that she had nowhere to dodge this dense flying blade attack, but the next moment, the golden sword sword rushed by, and a wave rolled up, and the sword swept down, instantly engulfing the scale flying blade.

"The sword of wisdom cuts wrath, calms anger, and cuts foolishness." Ning Xu's voice sounded quietly in the room, and his tone was very calm, without a trace of distraction and emotion.

"A great flame burns troubles, sorrows, and delusions."

The statue of the King of Fudo moved in response, and the flames behind him burned fiercely, and one after another fiery snakes continued to pour out of the flames, wrapping around the sword in his hand.

"Chop."

With a fall, King Ming swung out the wisdom sword in his hand, and the endless flames on the sword surrounded, and the raging flames erupted, turning into flame dragons flying around.

First there is the Buddha light sword, and then there is the endless sea of fire, between the flame dragon, the flame jumps everywhere, flying above the endless demonic energy, the flying dragon mouth spews golden flames, the golden flames fall on the demonic energy, rise suddenly, and burn more violently.

And the sword light had already cut through the shallow demonic energy in the air, and swept directly towards Zhang Xiaoxia in the center of the demonic qi, as soon as Zhang Xiaoxia let go of the sickle in his hand, in the sickle, a pitch-black snake full of scales slowly swam out, his crimson eyes stared at the sword tightly, and he opened his mouth to spit out a pitch-black demonic qi to practice.

"Uhh Zhang Xiaoxia's body arched, and she kept letting out a painful roar, and her skin, which had become hydrated again due to the suppression of demonization, began to twist and crumble again, transforming into a state of stratum corneum.

"Buddha light?"

The condensed Nine Shadows Snake looked at the golden Buddha light that shrouded the entire room with some disgust, and opened its mouth to spit out a round jewel that was as black as ink, but that thing looked like a jewel, but if you looked closely, you could find that the black qi that was constantly tumbling on the orb, it was obvious that this was a mass of Nine Shadows Demon Qi that had been condensed into substance.

Ning Xu's eyes froze, the big snake's undisguised action was clearly to forcibly break this circle of Buddha light blessings, if Zhang Xiaoxia was suppressed from demonization, maybe because of factors such as the return of will, the strength would not drop significantly, but for the demon god, this thing is a real weakening.

"Fudo Ming King-Binding Demon." Ning Xu stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the Ming King Fa Xiang, who was sitting behind him, stretched out his hand and shook it, and threw the rope he was holding tightly into the air, the rope left the shackles of the Ming King, and gradually began to recover from the dead silence, and a divine aura also gushed out.

The golden Buddha light on the revived rope gushed out, dyeing the entire rope into a brilliant gold from the inside out. And as it continued to recover, faintly, a long snake phantom covered with golden scales enveloped it in it.

Layers of Sanskrit light and shadow poured out from the golden Buddha light, surrounding the rope, forming ancient scriptures, constantly blessing the rope that had been fully awakened.

The rope twisted violently, and a trace of stunnedness flashed on the golden snake pupils, and then directly pounced on the deep ball of light that was about to fall to the Buddha's light all over the ground.

The pitch-black Nine Shadows Snake raised its head slightly, and a scarlet ray suddenly shot out from its eyes, landing on the rope, and the rope suddenly froze, and then it trembled violently as if it had been subjected to an electric shock, and the red light with the smell of blasphemy spread from the hit to the whole little by little.

"Not good, reverse control." Ning Xu was startled, and the thought in his heart turned, the immovable Ming King behind him had already stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the direction of the rope, if it was just forcibly controlling this thing, when the Ming King directly controlled the rope, any interfering force would be directly expelled.

However...... When the red light completely covered the golden rope, the constantly trembling rope turned around and slammed into the statue of the Immovable Ming King behind Ning Xu, so that Ning Xu could even clearly hear the strange roars that kept sounding on the rope, listening to the voice, the meaning seemed to be: "Why, why, why." ”

As soon as he heard this voice, Ning Xu's protective hairs immediately exploded, what kind of reverse control is this, that big snake didn't control this thing at all, this thing is now completely relying on its own consciousness to fight back against King Ming.

And judging from the roar on the rope, it is obvious that he is endowed with the desire of jealousy, even if he can't exert the full strength of the statue of the King of Fudong, but he can make this half-life magic weapon directly break free from the master's control, and it also directly gives this dead thing consciousness and desire, which is not something that ordinary Nine Shadow Lords can do at all, which means that what he is in front of him is a true god.

Yes, the true gods in the Nine Shadows are not only the Seven Emperors headed by the Demon Buddha, but the ontology of some of the best demons has also reached the True God Realm, but the Seven Great Emperors are extremely powerful, and even their cultivation realm has surpassed the realm of ordinary True Gods and reached another level.

But looking at the entire Nine Shadows, controlling the power of jealousy, and showing the appearance of a giant snake, the only true god-level demon who has become a god from a demonic beast is the only one who has become a god.

"There's no need for a true god to bully children." Suddenly, a hand reached out from the great flame behind the immovable Ming King, stretched out his finger and touched it slightly on the rope, and a red lotus phantom bloomed, and the crimson flame instantly covered it.

Between the raging flames of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Fire, under the flames, the little scarlet blood stains were constantly burned in the flames, and they were burned out little by little

"Brother.?"

The dark night didn't react for a while, but in comparison, Ning Xu was much more familiar, this voice, this familiar Xuanhuang Tianhuo, who else could there be besides Yan Jun?

"I knew it wasn't that simple, but if you can make a demon god, should I say you're unlucky, or should I say you're too good at causing trouble?"

The voice sounded again, but at this moment, I saw a golden light flash, and a brilliant golden ring slowly emerged from the back of Ning Xu's head, and in the center of the ring, there was a flame swaying and sinking in it.

As soon as the words fell, the flame flew out with a golden ring, and directly pounced into the big flame behind the immovable Ming King, in the big flame, the two red lotuses echoed each other, pulling the ring that represented the power of the law of the marquis's strong man and directly submerged into the flames.

That immovable Ming King was originally copied by Ning Lou's scriptures, and at this time, in the face of the consciousness and laws of the old master, how much resistance could he have? Suddenly, under the mutual traction of the two red lotuses, the law ring directly merged into the great flame.

"It's not too accustomed, but it's enough to kill you." Ning Lou moved his body a few times and nodded with satisfaction, in the case of a high degree of fit, it is simply not too easy to manipulate this night energy body.

"But the Marquis dares to make a big deal in front of me?" Otan's eyes showed a little coldness, no matter what, he was also a true god, even if he couldn't use his divine power now, he was not a mere marquis level who could fight against him.

"Only?" There was a slight sneer on the face of the King of Fudo Ming, and a beam of flame erupted from the large flames behind him, condensing into a slender ancient sword with countless red lotus patterns painted by the painter.

"Then let you know how powerful my mere marquis is." Ning Lou stretched out his hand to hold the Red Lotus Ancient Sword, and countless fire dragons were entwined on that long sword, releasing a hot breath.

The Fudo Ming King held the long sword in one hand and the long sword in the other, and the rope that burned with raging fire hung above his head, constantly repelling the surrounding Nine Ghost Demon Qi.

At this time, the ball of demonic light released by Otan before had already fallen to the ground, and a rich black color continued to spread on the ground, and the viscous milky demonic qi corroded the golden light that permeated the ground little by little, and the Buddha light covered by the demonic qi instantly lost its color, and was constantly corroded in the demonic qi.