Chapter 7: The Miasma

Lin Zhiyi looked at the leopard spirit with a smile, "Who in the Six Realms doesn't know that the number one beauty in the Xuanyuan Continent is our sect master, are you trying to challenge her?" ”

The leopard spirit opened its round eyes and was furious. Xuan Mo evoked an evil smile and said nonchalantly, "What about the challenge? Isn't it because your sect master doesn't dare to come out? ”

"The sect master is in retreat, how can he have time to deal with such trivial matters? What's more, the sect master is what you want to see. ”

Lin Zhiyi didn't want to lose a little bit in momentum, he looked arrogant, he had the courage to say these words to Xuan Mo, probably estimating, the sect master was about to get out of the customs.

The murderous aura on Xuan Mo's face gradually rose, and suddenly the wind blew violently, the heavens and the earth darkened, and the robe was blown by the wind.

Although Mu Yan came to take revenge, he also sweated for Lin Zhiyi at this time, a hundred years ago, the four major sects joined forces, but they didn't take much advantage in the demon world.

What is he relying on in front of the boss of the demon world to look at him so much?

Xuan Mo approached him, "A little Left Protector is so hard, the current Spirit Sword Sect doesn't seem to be the same as it was a hundred years ago. ”

When Lin Zhiyi heard this, his heart suddenly chilled, what happened a hundred years ago was already taboo in the Spirit Sword Sect, Xuan Mo mentioned it at this moment, could it be that he had other intentions?

He snorted lightly, "The Spirit Sword Sect is no longer what it was a hundred years ago under the leadership of the sect master, and the Demon King is too stubborn. ”

Xuan Mo's pupils shrank, and he said coldly, "A hundred years ago, although the Spirit Sword Sect was at the bottom of the immortal world, it was also a clear stream in the immortal world, but now it is just a miasma of black smoke. ”

Lin Zhiyi was furious, "If you talk about the black smoke miasma, who can compare to your demon realm?" ”

A cold glint flashed in Xuan Mo's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the demons swarmed up, and suddenly, the sword light on the square was everywhere, fighting one after another, like the black and white children on the chessboard moving rapidly.

Mu Yan, who was hiding in the shadows, quietly watched all this, after so many years, the Spirit Sword Sect created by the master had become arrogant and domineering under their leadership.

After a fight, the Spirit Sword Sect and the Demon Realm were each injured, and the white and black on the ground fell a lot, and if they continued to fight, they were reduced to the point of losing both.

Xuan Mo looked at all this indifferently, and Lin Zhiyi began to feel anxious, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he was uncertain.

Xuan Mo took in his eyes, jumped up, and attacked him directly, his body was like electricity, and his moves were fierce, Lin Zhiyi resisted a few times and began to be powerless.

He grabbed Lin Zhiyi's neck, the killing intent in his eyes spread to his entire face, and the demon pupils glowed with a cold glow like an ice blade, "Despise the demon world, death is your end!" ”

Lin Zhiyi's eyes widened in horror, he was so unbearable in front of the demon king in the fifth-order realm, and his eyes showed disbelief beyond fear.

"Demon King, let him go!"

Xue Yifeng was dressed in a white dress, her hair was in a towering bun, her hair was hanging down like a waterfall, and her delicate face was flushed with coldness, floating in front of them.

With the dual spiritual roots of wood and earth, she has a lot of wood and earth spiritual power condensed around her, Xuan Mo threw Lin Zhiyi aside, and smiled evilly, "The Snow Sect Master can give it up?" I can't imagine that after many years of not seeing, your cultivation is about to rush to the seventh order, which is really impressive. ”

Xue Yifeng raised a smug face, "Demon King, you are making trouble for the dozens of demons who have been beaten back to their original form, and now you are losing your troops and losing your generals, isn't it too cost-effective?" ”

Xuan Mo looked at her like a joke and laughed, "Why isn't it a good deal?" Let's ask the Snow Sect Master, does he put his disciples in his eyes again? How did you get the position of the suzerain, the first beauty? Need I remind you again? ”

Xue Yifeng's face instantly turned white, and her beautiful face cooled down.