Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Miao Xuanji, spit out a mouthful of blood, and shouted, "Miao Xuanji!

Miao Xuanji gritted her teeth, nodded violently, took out the Purple Lotus Order from her pocket, and directly crushed it against the magic sickle.

A faint purple dust appeared in the broken purple lotus order, gathered in front of Miao Xuanji, and spun quickly, and finally directly melted the space, forming a faint phantom.

A graceful tilt appeared in the air, she stared at the scythe, nodded slightly, and said, "Indeed, this is not a character you can deal with. ”

The demon scythe also turned his head, looking at Tilt Ling with a little fear in his eyes, he felt that Tilt Ling's strength was a few levels stronger than him, and he couldn't knead it at will like bullying Jiang Cheng.

The demon scythe did not hesitate, and with a sharp turn of his body, he ran towards his scythe.

Tilting Ling stretched out his hand and grabbed the void towards the location of the demon scythe, the space where the magic scythe was distorted, and his body froze directly in place, unable to move.

The demon scythe turned his head, looked at Dumpling with some horror, and begged for mercy: "Senior, this matter has nothing to do with you, please don't interfere!"

In the martial arts world, the powerful, regardless of age, have a higher rank than the weak, this is the consensus of everyone.

Tilting Ling smiled slightly and said, "Yes, they are my people." ”

After Ling finished speaking, he pinched his palm, and at the location of the magic scythe, a light purple light lit up, and the entire space collapsed in an instant.

The demon scythe spat blood, his whole body became dilapidated, he gritted his teeth and screamed, and his body spurted blood again, with the help of the thrust of the blood, his body quickly flew towards the scythe.

Miao Xuanji looked at the phantom of Ling Ling a little anxiously, and said loudly: "Master, don't let him touch the sickle!"

Ling Ling smiled lightly and said, "Of course I won't." ”

After speaking, Tilting Ling stretched out his white right hand, made a slow lifting motion, and pressed down suddenly, and a strange fluctuation directly enveloped the area completely.

The feet of all the dark shadow figures present instantly cracked, and they knelt on the ground, constantly spitting blood, completely unable to move.

Jiang Cheng looked at his attribute bar and found that it was covered by two buffs, one was called the Titan Force Field, which increased

Gravity in the area of range, another one called Tilt's Shelter, is immune to spells released by Tilt.

The Scythe was also shrouded in the Titan Force, and the ground beneath his feet completely collapsed, revealing the hard rock layer within, and the Scythe was not as embarrassed as the other Shadow Men, but it was also unable to move a bit.

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Tilt Ling, and he keenly noticed that the color of Tilt Ling's phantom was not as clear as it was at the beginning.

Tilting Ling also turned her head to look at Jiang Cheng at this time, she smiled at Jiang Cheng and nodded.

Jiang Cheng exhaled lightly, stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole person flew towards the demon scythe bound by huge gravity, his body exuded golden light, and a twisted collapse ripple appeared on his right hand, smashing directly towards the demon scythe's head.

The magic scythe subconsciously wanted to reach out and block, but the huge gravity made him unable to raise his right arm, his arm was only halfway up, and he felt that he was pulled by a huge force and could not continue to move, and Jiang Cheng's fist smashed straight on his head.

The demon scythe spat out a mouthful of blood, his teeth were a little loosened by Jiang Cheng's beating, he looked at Jiang Cheng and smiled fiercely, "You can't do me much harm, mole ant." Hehe, I've already seen that that person is just an illusion, right, she can't last long, as long as you can't kill me during this time, I'll let you know what pain is!"

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, but not only did he use the Honkai Fist to smash on the head of the Demon Scythe, but the buff of the Honkai Ripples continued to superimpose, and soon reached the point where the attack power bonus was two hundred and twenty percent, and by this time, Jiang Cheng's fist could already directly smash the Demon Scythe's head into a dent.

The scythe's face changed, and his expression finally became a little frightened.

However, the Lingling Phantom not far away finally became a little blurry, and she said to Miao Xuanji: "Xuanji, go help him, I can't hold on for long, before I disappear, you must kill this person." ”

Miao Xuanji nodded, and with a snort, the Thunder Waterfall hung down behind her, she stretched out her hands, and the blue-purple liquid thunder condensed into a bundle under her control, and shot directly towards the Demon Scythe.

The liquid thunder directly enveloped the body of the demon sickle, and the next moment, the demon sickle let out an inhumane scream, thunder

In an instant, the body of the demon sickle was scorched black, and the smell of burnt meat filled the air.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng pulled out a Thunder Broadsword from the void and shook it in the liquid thunder beside the Demon Scythe, and the liquid thunder instantly strengthened the Thunder Broadsword into a jade-like texture.

Jiang Cheng let out a loud shout, adding thunder lightning to the Thunder Broadsword, and the damage bonus of two hundred and twenty percent attached to the Honkai Ripple made the power of the Thunder Broadsword reach a peak.

The big knife slashed at the scythe's neck, and the scythe's head flew straight out, blood spraying in midair.

The body of the demon scythe lost its head gradually fell to the ground weakly, and on the scattered heads on the side, there was a look of disbelief and resentment in Mo Teng's eyes, he didn't expect that he would actually die at the hands of these two ants, and he didn't expect that he didn't get his own sickle from beginning to end.

You must know that the sickle has harvested countless souls, and only with that sickle by his side is he the real three elders.

Unwilling, he unwilling.

His head, which was about to lose his vitality, looked at Jiang Cheng, his mouth trembled twice, and he made a hoarse voice: "You...... Mortality, I feel it, the smell of the Great Elder......"

After the death of the demon sickle, the phantom of Ling Ling gradually dissipated, and she smiled at Jiang Cheng and Miao Xuanji, and said, "Go back to the sect early." ”

Jiang Cheng could only smile bitterly, perhaps, Ling Ling thought that there were only a few unpopular evil Daoists in the Xuanwu Mountain branch of this Evil King Palace, she didn't know that the three elders of this Evil King Hall branch were much more powerful than the two of them.

Jiang Cheng covered his chest, and after killing the Demon Scythe, a sense of powerlessness swept through his body, his arms were extremely sore, and his legs were like they were filled with lead.

From the time he met the Yin Worm to now, he had been fighting for too long, and his body could no longer withstand such a load.

Jiang Cheng turned his head, looked at Miao Xuanji on the side, and said, "Let's go, if we can still go......"

Just as Jiang Cheng finished saying this, a woman's laughter came from all directions, "I can't go, I've already arrived." ”

Jiang Cheng turned his head suddenly, and his eyes were gradually covered with a trace of powerlessness and despair: "She is here, the Xuanwu Mountain Branch Hall of the Evil King Palace, the Great Elder!"