Late at night, Mo Chaowan and Feng Yaoxi converged and came to the ruined Lock Demon Tower of the Falling Spirit Academy, and the Burning Silence Demon Sword was like scrap copper and rotten iron, lonely outside the tower.

Feng Yaoxi knew what she had just experienced, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

Mo Chaowan's face was as cold as snow, and her spiritual root was moistened by the pure ice aura, and her cultivation vaguely had the potential to break through the fivefold killing technique.

Just a little bit, you can cultivate into the strongest existence in the Six Realms.

Mo Chaowan bit down a drop of blood and dripped it on the body of the Burning Demon Sword, and then silently recited the incantation, and the bright red light instantly shone through the darkness.

The rust around the Silent Demon Sword instantly dissipated like ashes......

It's done!

The two thought happily.

The blazing fire rushed to the sky, Mo Chaowan slowly approached the Burning Silence Demon Sword, lingering the pure ice aura in his body on his fingertips, blooming with a lotus-like holy light, grabbing the hilt of the sword with one hand, and suddenly, his beautiful eyes were scarlet and hot......

There is an endless flame burning in the body......

Mo Chaowan gritted his teeth and endured, this is an important moment for the unity of man and sword!

To exert the strongest sword qi, it is often necessary to fuse with the sword spirit to adapt...... If this step is not successful, then those who want to regain the silence will be reduced to powder.

The four elders sensed the huge demonic qi between heaven and earth, so they came quickly, Feng Yao Xi secretly said that it was not good, and immediately took action to intercept the four elders.

"Adversary!"

"Put down that magic sword!" Elder Liu blew his beard and glared angrily.

Feng Yaoxi sneered coldly, "This is my family's sword, why should I put it down?!" So he ignited the fire aura, with one enemy and four, the violent fluctuations of "bang ------" were earth-shattering, and Mo Chaowan put his mind on the Burning Silence Demon Sword wholeheartedly.

Burning silence, the heavens and the earth changed suddenly.

The bloody rain and bloody wind hung majestically, and the entire sky and moonlit night were dyed in bright blood......

Mo Chaowan's eyes were scarlet, coldly carrying the Burning Silence Demon Sword, her hair was messy, like a life-seeking demon crawling up from hell, her figure flashed and came to Feng Yaoxi's face, the magic sword waved, and the sound of air tearing sounded in her ears.

"Ah---- "The four elders could not compete with such a powerful and terrifying magic power, so they were violently shocked out dozens of meters away! I couldn't help but fall to the ground, my bones shattered, and I couldn't get up again......

Mo Chaowan smiled coldly, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of her mouth, she didn't make a ruthless move just now, otherwise they would have driven to see the Buddha a long time ago!

Feng Yao sneered at the peerless witch in front of her, the moment she swung her sword, it shook the heavens and the earth, as if the Demon Venerable Louchen had returned......

"Feng Yaoxi, let's go back to the demon clan quickly." Seeing that he was looking at him motionlessly, Mo Chaowan lazily opened his mouth and summoned the Blood Phoenix.

With a tearing cry, the wings of the blood phoenix seemed to be burning, flying from the sky, like a blood-colored meteor crashing into the human world.

He really felt a familiar smell, it was his old friend who had appeared!

"Lou Chen? …… No, you're Mo Chaowan. "The blood phoenix saw that she was carrying the Burning Silence Demon Sword, and her face was noble and demonic, like Lou Chen. I couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"The demons are in trouble, let's go, Blood Phoenix." Mo Chaowan jumped on its tall back in style.

The relationship between the two has eased, and the blood phoenix has become more and more appreciative of Mo Chaowan, so he obediently took off, and the blood-colored phoenix swept in the sky, and the ordinary people thought that it was auspicious from the sky, and they couldn't help but bow down respectfully to them.

Mu Xuanli was dressed in a pitch-black robe, standing alone under the tree, staring at the blood-colored phoenix above the sky through the leaves, his black eyes were dim, and he said coldly, "I'm afraid she will never come back." ”