During the Thousand Illusion Sect's instructions, a cold light suddenly slashed from the neck of the spring flower.

"Whew. Chunhua Qing screamed, and two fingers stretched out like lightning, and clamped a magic weapon long knife tightly between the two fingers. Then, with a deep breath, he followed the long knife and pulled a disciple of the Thousand Illusion Sect whose body was already charred.

When the disciple sneak attacked, he avoided the attack of the formation, but under the drive of the spring flower, he deviated from the original trajectory, and the magic circle spewed out earth fire, which scorched him at once.

Chunhua killed for the first time, and it was such a tragic death. Chunhua didn't have time to think about it at all, so she bent down and vomited, almost not spitting out the bitter bile.

Qiuyue is not much better, although she didn't kill the person, but she and Chunhua are twins after all, under telepathy, plus seeing the corpse of this kind of death at close range, it is also a faint vomit.

Although Mo Jiaxin had not used magic for many years and had never killed anyone, she was an elder of Wanhua Valley before after all, and naturally human lives were indispensable in her hands. Therefore, the face can still remain unwavering.

On the side of the Thousand Illusion Sect, starting with this disciple, he launched a general attack, and for a while, in this small space, there were sword lights, sword shadows, axe blades, marmosets, long spears and short sticks, and murderous hunting.

Zhuang Xiaoxian, Yushang and others also sacrificed magic weapons, the treasure was full of light, roaring wind and clouds, and the mountains and rivers were shaken. The overwhelming momentum of the Thousand Illusions Sect suppressed the magic weapon of the people of the Thousand Illusion Sect, and it could not exert its due strength at all.

"Immortal Weapons?!How can there be so many Immortal Weapons?" while the Bitter Venerable was shocked, his eyes emitted a brilliant green light.

"Oh my God, how can this be fought? Did Mo Xiaochuan ransack the ancient cave mansion?" Bai Xiaozun's jaw was about to fall out.

The cultivation realm is like them, and the magic weapon used is just a top-grade high-level pseudo-immortal weapon, however, the people around Mo Xiaochuan have an immortal weapon. Although the rank is not high, it is also an immortal weapon. Not to mention the inside of the organization, even if it is the entire Central Sacred Domain, there can be a few immortal weapons. Pseudo-immortal weapons are already high-end magic weapons.

Immortal weapons and pseudo-immortal weapons, although there is only a pseudo-word difference, but there is a world of difference in power.

If you have an immortal weapon in your hand, your combat power can be increased tenfold in an instant.

Thinking about it, Bai Xiaozun's heart is hot, and he must grab a fairy weapon.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill me. Bai Xiao Venerable and Ku Venerable were hoarse with excitement.

Miao Long and Miao Hu glanced at each other, and then each pounced. Their target is the Venerable of Suffering, and the Venerable of the Hundred Whistles.

The wide-backed knife in his hand is powerful and heavy, and with one slash, it has the power to open the sky and split the earth, and the operation of the formation is suppressed by the two of them.

"Old horseman, you left last time, this time you should stay. Miao Long let out a low roar, and the wide-backed knife slashed at the head of the Bitter Venerable.

In a hurry, the Venerable Ku wanted to use the magic weapon to block, but in an instant, he retreated backwards. His magic weapon didn't dare to go head-to-head with Miao Long's wide-backed knife.

Bai Xiao Venerable's cultivation was originally weaker than the Bitter Venerable, and his reaction was not as fast as the Bitter Venerable. When Miao Hu pounced, he immediately blocked his Qianyue wheel in front of him.

"Poof"

With a slight sound, the Qianyue Wheel was cut in half by Miao Hu's wide-backed knife.

Under the traction of his mind, Bai Xiaozun spat out a mouthful of blood.

One blow Bai Xiaozun was injured.

Although Zhuang Xiaoxian rarely directly participates in the fight, she has never relaxed in the trial space of Hongmeng Tower, and the trials she has gone through are the most difficult in Hongmeng Tower. Therefore, this time in the battle, there was no strangeness at all, but many strange tricks and strange moves. The disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect who only killed were depressed.

Yushang has not had a chance to make a move since she followed Mo Xiaochuan, every time she watched Mo Xiaochuan and others make a move, she felt that her palms were itchy, this time she could finally kill the Quartet, and naturally she was ruthless, her hand rose and fell, like chopping melons and vegetables, and all the disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect fell into her hands.

Mo Jiaxin also slowly regained the feeling she had before she was imprisoned and humiliated, the long sword in her hand became sharper and sharper, and her mentality slowly changed.

The two of them, although they still feel uncomfortable in their hearts, but at this moment, in the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, they can't care so much, and they also sacrifice the long sword, and endure the churning in their stomachs, and the sword kills.

Not to mention, it is a zombie that has grown to the point where it is now, and its whole body reveals the nature of eating blood and the wildness of fierce beasts. The scythe of the Heavenly Death that I had just obtained, the death and corpse breath were swirling, and the sound of ghosts crying and crying was even more poignant. People with a slightly weaker heart, don't say that they are fighting with it, but the sickle of heavenly death is enough to make their hearts collapse and kill themselves for the rest of their lives.

Those who fight with the corpses are also the most sorrowful. Because of the nature of zombies, the corpse will unconsciously suck them into dry corpses, and the essence and blood of the whole body, life force, and together with the divine soul, have become the nourishment of the corpse. Even the people who were killed by Zhuang Xiaoxian and Yushang are no exception.

After all, the remaining elders of the Thousand Illusion Sect, the Dharma Protectors, the deacons, and the disciples were all the mainstays of the Thousand Illusions Sect. Each of them has the cultivation realm of a half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. It's just the right time to feast on the corpses.

"Guy, kid, I really don't know how you cultivate, all of them are so strong, it really makes people want to know your old background?"

"I'll go to your uncle's. Miao Long opened his mouth and scolded. "Small, dare to use evil magic against the master, it seems that you don't know, the master is the ancestor of the evil art. Today is your own suffering. ”

"Trembling, frightened. "Miao Long directly activated the soul technique in the black magic.

The Ku Venerable only felt that his soul trembled, as if he was not under his control, and wanted to flee, or shrink into a corner.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Miao Long's wide-backed knife left a wound more than a foot long on the body of the Bitter Venerable.

The pain brought the Venerable Ku to his senses.

Naturally, there was a moment of trance in the fight, and the spirit was like a mouse seeing a cat, hiding in a corner.

"What exactly have you done to me?" the Venerable Ku asked Miao Long.

"Do you think I'll tell you?" Miao Long said with a smile. "Next, see if you can guess it, because, if you can't, the next cut will be to your throat. ”

"Soul sting, loss of feeling. Miao Long said, and the whole person rushed towards the Bitter Venerable.

Venerable Ku suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole world was quiet.

There are eyes that cannot see, ears that cannot hear, noses that cannot smell, mouths that cannot speak, and tongues that do not know taste.

All five senses are sealed.

Venerable Ku had a crazy thought growing in his heart. He wandered around like crazy, and the magic weapon in his hand was completely undisciplined, waving it indiscriminately. Many disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect died in his hands like this.

And Miao Long's wide-backed knife has always been around the Bitter Venerable, and the knife is enough to kill.

The soul stab, the moment the loss of feeling effect was about to pass, Miao Long slashed through the throat of the Bitter Venerable. Bloody arrows shot out. Miao Long took the opportunity to release the big silver and devoured all the blood spewed out by the Bitter Venerable.

"Condensation. Cleanse. "Venerable Ku lost too much blood, came to his senses, first coagulated the wound in his throat, and then used secret methods to purify the negative state on his body.

Seeing this, Miao Long shook his head disdainfully, if the black witchcraft was so easy to purify, it would not be the most terrifying secret art in the cultivation world, and it would not be hated by the three clans of heaven and earth and the demon clan, and he would be driven out of the desolate land.

"Boy, I have to admit that if I wasn't at the same level as you, at this moment, maybe I would have fallen. However, the gap between our cultivation is too great to be bridged. So, you can't kill me. Obediently, tell me your secret method, I may spare your life and introduce you to the organization, you don't know, what kind of status our organization occupies in the Central Sanctuary, it is definitely unimaginable. ”

"With Mo Xiaochuan, you can only be constantly hunted down by the organization, and you have no future at all. How's it going, boy?"

Venerable Ku began to plot against Miao Long.

"I don't think it's good, no matter how powerful an organization is, as long as it provokes Childe, I'm sure this organization has already been blacklisted for death. We will accompany Childe and wipe him out completely. What I need, no one can give us except Childe. So, this kind of thought, you don't have to fight anymore, you still have to think about it, how are you going to die. Miao Long said coldly.

"I don't believe that you can use this secret method indefinitely. Once your secret spell cannot be cast, it is your death. At that time, everything you have will still be mine. Jie Ji ......" the Ku Venerable smiled.

"It seems that you are really optimistic. Yes, my secret method cannot be used indefinitely, but do you think that your current state is still worth my use of secret methods against you? You are too confident, right?" Miao Long pointed at himself, and then at Venerable Ku.

Miao Long was up and down, intact.

And the Ku Venerable is a blue thread, his clothes have been cut in all directions, some parts, the white and tender skin are exposed, and there are twenty or thirty wounds on his body, large and small.

Because of excessive blood loss, his complexion became a little pale, and he was mentally depressed.

It makes people look so desolate.

In such a state, his strength can only be exerted at best five or six out of ten.

"Even so, it would be easy to kill you. The Ku Venerable forcibly suppressed that anger and looked at Miao Long with pity.

"Anyone can brag about it, and if you brag about it, you will die, I bear it, and I'm down now. Of course, if you want me to really fall, it depends on the strength in your hands. Miao Long said with a grin.

(End of chapter)