"This is inhuman! Take them down and bury them alive! ”

Zhao Shaoqing held his breath and tried to calm himself down.

Just when Ji Xin was about to use Xuan Qi to remove those bones, a black light rushed towards her with flames, Zhao Shaoqing's eyes froze, his left hand moved with the momentum, and the cold weeping sword came out of its sheath, and the black light that came from it resisted it.

Her eyes were fixed on the front, and a group of people appeared within the reach of her ice pupils, and the attack was a demon with purple hair and five demon marks on his face, and it seemed that the person who came was not good.

"Ji Xin, I think these tragedies were done by those people!"

Ji Xin's eyes were like torches, and his divine sense locked on the four-mark demon on the other side, that person's cultivation was almost like her, and he was also a monk in the Mahayana period, this time it was difficult to do, he could still fight with the demon of the Mahayana period, and the rest of the people should let His Highness deal with it alone?

"One Mahayana, two primordial infants, and the others are ignored by the rabble! It's time to call her out! ”

Under Ji Xin's stunned eyes, His Royal Highness in front of him actually took out a person from the falling ring! When will it be possible to pretend to be alive in the Falling Ring?

And Ji Xin noticed that there were no magic marks on this woman, she was a human race!

"You don't want to lock it up."

"I know, I know, I won't lock you up for so long next time!" Zhao Shaoqing waved his hand, interrupted Su Xiaolian's words, and once again set his eyes on the demon in the distance.

Ji Xin couldn't help but praise, His Highness is His Highness, even those cunning Terrans can be subdued, it is really a great fortune for the Demon Race!

"Your Highness, these people should be the famous Hungry Wolf Mountain Demon Group in the fourth layer, I once heard of them in the mouth of His Royal Highness Ji Yuanchun, they are the most ferocious Mountain Demon Group in the fourth layer, they like to kill, and all the villages they have arrived in must be rivers of blood. I've only heard about it before, but I didn't expect them to be so cruel that they are outrageous! ”

Zhao Shaoqing said in a deep voice: "Ji Xin, wait a minute, you can help me drag that Mahayana monk, and leave the rest to me!" ”

"Your Highness, how can I put you in danger!" Ji Xin said emotionally.

"I'm Your Highness, and I don't listen to me?"

"Don't dare!" Ji Xin lowered his head, bowed respectfully, and continued to stare at the Mahayana monk like a lion.

"Second brother, your soul chasing nail is useless!"

A cold feeling came out of the mouth of the Mahayana monk who was the leader, which made the younger brothers in the back tremble and dare not move recklessly.

"Big brother, be careful, this woman is probably not easy to deal with!"

The purple-haired man kept weighing the spiritual weapon in his hand with his hand, and it was the first time that his soul chasing nail was directly cut down with a sword, he had seen others hide, and he had resisted with a defensive spiritual weapon, but he had never seen someone who could directly capture the trace of the soul chasing nail and cut his soul chasing nail down. Of course, the first two ended up miserable.

"Whatever, I haven't seen such a punctual woman in a long time, it's much more tempting than those things!"

An eight-foot strong man with a mallet in his hand rushed out of the crowd, his face was full of demon marks and scars, and he stuck out his tongue and rushed in the direction of Zhao Shaoqing.

"Third brother!"

"Brothers, rush to Lao Tzu, I arrested those two women, one for each of them caught before!"

With an angry roar, the Mahayana period demon stepped into the air, Ji Xin greeted him, and in order to avoid Zhao Shaoqing being affected, he took the Mahayana period demon to fight in the air.

But in an instant, the strong man with the scar who rushed up appeared in front of Zhao Shaoqing, and the mallet in his hand smashed down fiercely, Zhao Shaoqing retreated slightly in a hurry, and the mallet smashed on the ground and smashed the whole ground to crack.

That's a lot of strength! Zhao Shaoqing was thinking in her heart, another black light struck, she hurriedly turned around and slashed the soul chasing nail down again with a sword, and a mysterious aura burst out from her feet, and quickly rushed towards the purple-haired demon.

"Domineering the world!"

The scarred man roared angrily, and the mallet in his hand was raised high, hitting the 'Su Xiaolian' who was standing beside him, although he was ignorant, he could also sense the crisis. 'Su Xiaolian' clasped her hands together, an ice sword was drawn from her palm, and a sword greeted her.

Bang!

The ground beneath Su Xiaolian's feet completely cracked, but she also blocked the attack.

"Mother-in-law with so much strength, hahaha, I like it!"

The scarred man pressed down desperately with both hands, and the strong muscles in his hands bulged widely, as if all the strength in his body was gathered in his hands.

The demonic qi on 'Su Xiaolian's body was running fast, and her slender legs were slightly bent, compared to this strong man with a scar, although her body was re-gathered by the aura of heaven and earth, she did not have the strength of a strong man with a scar. With his left hand, he turned into an ice sword and slashed away the mallet that suppressed him, and 'Su Xiaolian' hurriedly retreated behind him.

The scarred strong traitor~ smiled lewdly and rushed over, 'Su Xiaolian' didn't expect that this scarred strong man looked like a big man, and his strength was so great, but his body was not sluggish at all.

'Su Xiaolian' rushed out of the village, and behind him was a big and thick man with a scar, acting like a cat and mouse.

It is not known whether it is the cat chasing the mouse, and the cat letting the mouse chase it to finally achieve the purpose of banter.

Zhao Shaoqing's figure was like a gust of wind, rushing towards the purple-haired demon with the momentum of a fierce tiger.

"What a fast guy!"

The purple-haired demon frowned, and hurriedly retreated behind him, but as soon as he retreated, he threw all those miscellaneous soldiers of the Jindan period in front of Le Zhao Shaoqing.

"Be careful, this girl has a bit of a doorway."

Although the names of these miscellaneous soldiers are not valuable, it is very troublesome to recruit a miscellaneous soldier in the Jindan period, and he still chose to remind them that if those miscellaneous soldiers are still as reckless as their own boss and third child, then they will die if they die!

Seeing the purple-haired demon who retreated backwards and the Bailai Jindan and the monks of the congenital stage who came up, Zhao Shaoqing also frowned suspiciously, is this to let his little brother come up and die?

Zhao Shaoqing's eyes were full of fighting intent, after so many days of cultivation, he had long wanted to test how far his strength had become, and these small miscellaneous fish in front of him were just a whetstone, just sharpening his breakthrough sword intent.

Zhao Shaoqing held a cold crying sword in his left hand, slashed down the minions led by him with a sword, and rushed into the crowd. The surrounding demons took out the spiritual weapons in their hands one after another and surrounded Zhao Shaoqing.

The purple-haired demon didn't know when he couldn't hide, Zhao Shaoqing's expression was slightly stunned, her divine sense actually detected the breath of the three purple-haired demons, interesting, this technique was somewhat similar to the "Extra-spiritual Law Body" taught by the old man of the demon clan.

Glancing slightly at the minions surrounding him, the cold crying sword in Zhao Shaoqing's left hand kept making a sword sound, and it was excited.

Zhao Shaoqing took out his sword, the terrifying sword light mixed with the terrible cold erupted all around, it was already spring, but it seemed to have returned to the harsh winter of the Laba season, not more like falling into an ice lake than the harsh winter, that kind of cold was cold to the bone marrow.

"Endless, Huanghuang Avenue, non-ice supreme!"

At the moment when those Jindan monks reacted, Zhao Shaoqing drew her sword again, she danced gracefully in the crowd, her left hand kept dancing, as if she was using heaven and earth as a cloth and a sword as ink, painting with a pen in this space.

Under the cold, this space seemed to be blocked, and Zhao Shaoqing could only be seen dancing in the crowd, each swing of the 'paintbrush' brought a small amount of blood to condense in the air, and the sword light was like blood water in the sky, converging into a sword lotus coagulated by blood and water in the air.

In a few breaths, 100 people were killed!

A cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the purple-haired demon who was quietly watching from a distance, and sure enough, as he expected, this woman was not simple! Although this hundred good people are not difficult for him, but this woman is like a play, and she can actually paint in the air with blood and water, and he is frightened by this woman's control. There was a palpitation in my heart, and it was really the right choice to open the distance just now.

However, the purple-haired demon let out a wicked laugh, but he had three soul-chasing nails, which he accidentally obtained in a cave, and could kill people thousands of kilometers away. What about sword cultivation! As long as you can't hit someone, you're completely blind, and you still have this doppelganger method, each doppelganger can manipulate a soul chasing nail, since one can't help you, then two, three!

The black soul chasing nail kept spinning in the palm of the purple-haired demon's left hand, and his right hand immediately pinched a magic decision, and the soul chasing nail in his hand turned into a black light and rushed towards Zhao Shaoqing at great speed.

"Is it the same secret weapon from before?"

Zhao Shaoqing was extremely interested in the hidden weapon shot by this purple-haired demon, and her divine sense, which could rival that of a Mahayana monk, could not detect the existence of this spike.

The long sword in his hand cut off the long nail with a sword, and Zhao Shaoqing really saw the appearance of the long nail clearly. It's as long as her forearm, it's crystal clear, and it's carved with a few demons' proprietary flower carvings, so beautiful nails.

Without waiting for Zhao Shaoqing to continue admiring, the long nail flicked slightly on the ground and spun towards Zhao Shaoqing again. Zhao Shaoqing raised his sword again and slashed it, but the long nail turned a corner again and struck again.

A burst of breaking sound came from the other side, and a sense of crisis came from Zhao Shaoqing's heart, and two more soul-chasing nails rushed from two different directions.

It turned out that there was more than one long nail, Zhao Shaoqing was surprised and delighted, surprised by the speed of this soul chasing nail and the concealment that his divine sense could not detect, and he was happy that the three spirit beads were accompanied.

Three spirit beads jumped out of Zhao Shaoqing's sleeve and slammed into the bodies of the three spikes, making a metallic crunching sound. How is it the sound of metal impacting, could it be that this spirit bead is made of iron?

Without continuing to think about it, Zhao Shaoqing's eyes were like a hungry wolf staring at the purple-haired demon hiding in the tree in the distance, what she Zhao Shaoqing saw today, she couldn't run away!

Bang!

The Xuan Qi all over his body exploded, and Zhao Shaoqing turned into a sword light and rushed towards the place where he was hiding.