Sakura glanced at the dying Fire Demon True Monarch below, and then grabbed the silver bottle and quickly landed on the ground.

The only way that Sakura could think of at this time was to devour this demon cultivator and restore her state as much as possible.

Although the demon cultivator in the void was powerful, it was still incomparable to the falling cherry blossom yarn in its heyday.

Luo Yingsha looked at the Flame Demon True Monarch indifferently, her slender hand was clawed, and she grabbed the Flame Demon True Monarch Tianling Gai.

"You dare." The Flame Demon True Monarch roared.

But the falling cherry yarn turned a deaf ear, and with one claw, it directly pierced through the Flame Demon True Monarch Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The Flame Demon True Monarch shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in a matter of seconds, it became a pile of dry bones, and the raging wind blew through and dissipated.

As for the primordial spirit of the Flame Demon True Monarch, all of them were swallowed up by the cherry blossom yarn without a trace.

The soul and vitality of the Avatar Cultivator are as majestic as the sea, and the cherry blossom yarn has never been so relaxed since the Phantom Star.

The injuries on his body were completely recovered, and his disguised face gradually changed to its original appearance under the driving force of the rising ghostly aura.

It's not enough to use beauty to describe the appearance of the cherry blossom yarn, if there are any flaws in that face, only more than the limit of white.

There is no trace of blood in the white, which may be the biggest evidence to distinguish that Sakura is not human.

Excluding this, no matter how you look at it, Sakura is a fairy who has fallen into the dust.

The word ghost has nothing to do with her.

Devouring the complete human soul of a god-transforming monk, Sakura still hasn't returned to its heyday.

But compared to the state when he was in the Phantom Star, it is much stronger, and he can almost reach the middle and late stages of the god.

"Silver bottle, you stand far away, my sister is going to help, the battle below will be fierce, don't touch you." The hollow and melodious voice of the falling cherry blossom yarn sounded.

The silver bottle looked at the cherry blossom yarn in a daze, and instantly became unfamiliar, different, completely different.

"Oh." The silver bottle subconsciously responded, and ran away with a worried look.

In the void, Li Daochong's violent impact continued, and his body was wrapped in blue-gold electric sparks, making a crackling sound of ear explosion.

Wen Muyan seems to be as immobile as a mountain, but in fact, every impact of Li Daochong will have a great impact on him.

The power of yang and thunder is the nemesis of all ghosts and monsters, and the human demon cultivator is no exception.

On cultivation, Wen Mu Yanyuan is far above Li Daochong, but the latter's attack can still cause great damage to the former.

It can even be fatal.

Wen Muyan didn't dare to be careless, so he had been guarding carefully, as long as he didn't let Li Dao hit his weakness and didn't let the thunder force invade his body, he could be invincible.

Li Daochong is different, every impact will consume a large amount of yuan force, and these yuan forces are the energy released by burning the yuan baby.

Under Li Daochong's seemingly crazy appearance, he has not lost his mind, and he has no choice but to do it now.

Because Li Daochong couldn't think of a better way to deal with the demon cultivator in front of him who had almost reached the Refining Void Realm.

The last hole card on Li Daochong's body is a seventeenth-level ice talisman, and the reason why he hasn't used it until now is because Li Daochong knows that he is afraid that the seventeenth-level ice talisman may not be able to cause fatal damage to this demon cultivator.

So Li Daochong is waiting for the most suitable time, an opportunity for the other party to be careless.

Only by taking advantage of it can the damage of the seventeenth level ice talisman reach the maximum, if it can't achieve such an effect, it is better not to use it.

As time passed, Li Daochong's mood became a little agitated, and the damage to himself from burning the Yuan Infant was great.

But because of Li Daochong's profound heritage, coupled with the ancient nature of the blood upgrader, it is not impossible to burn some of the power of the primordial gods.

It's just that it burns endlessly, even if Li Daochong has a strange treasure, he will run out of oil until he is crippled or even fall.

Li Daochong knew the Yuan Infant in the sea, and at this moment, half of his arm had been burned out, and the golden light was dimmed.

Li Daochong's maximum limit can only burn off an entire arm, and beyond this limit, Li Daochong will be able to cultivate to fall, or even injure the root.

Wen Muyan has been passively beaten, and he is a little annoyed in his heart, although even if he is passively beaten, he still has the absolute upper hand, but after all, he is the defensive side.

Obviously, this ant in front of him is so small, Wen Muyan just can't do anything, the power of yang and thunder in this guy makes Wen Muyan afraid, this is a natural fear.

Even if Wen Muyan was annoyed, he didn't dare to attack rashly, because the opponent's completely lifeless style of play was very likely to induce him to make a move, so as to exchange injuries for injuries.

It's like a stray puppy, an adult man can easily kill it, but do you dare to be bitten?

The power of yang thunder is not much different from rabies to demon cultivators, and if you don't pay attention to invading your body, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

If you go deep into the original god, it is even deadly.

Wen Muyan, who has always been cautious, had to suppress the anger in his heart, and defended without leaking, even if he found the opponent's flaws, he would not fight back, he wanted to ensure that nothing was lost.

Li Daochong was bounced away again, his eyes were horizontal, and the ink in his hand made a buzzing sound.

On the seventy-eighth impact, Li Daochong's whole body was filled with strength.

The third form of "Taixu Sword Technique".

"Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, three to all things, Taixu is the third sword, and all things return to their origin."

Li Daochong forcibly cast the Taixu Third Sword, in fact, with his current ability, he couldn't use it.

But now I can't care so much.

With the power of Yang Thunder, Tai Xuan split a gap in the void and turned it into a spatial blade to shoot at Wen Muyan.

"Slash the Void? How can it be. "Wen Muyan was horrified.

A monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant period could actually comprehend the realm that only a cultivator could comprehend.

It wouldn't be possible to kill Wen Muyan There would be such a demon in the world, but the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it.

Wen Muyan's back was instigated, and he was actually frightened by a mid-Yuan Infant monk.

Wen Muyan's body changed in an instant, and the bloodline of the demonic beast was stimulated without reservation.

The gentle Confucian turned into a vicious humanoid demon god in an instant, covered with scales, fangs deep in his mouth, and his body more than doubled.

With the magic sword in hand, Wen Muyan snorted softly.

"Enchanted Forbidden Heaven."

A round of black mangs slashed out.

Rumble!

The sword that slashed through the void collided with the black sword.

The Void Bursts.

There was a violent tremor for hundreds of kilometers, and the ground shook violently, like an earthquake.

If you look at Blizzard Star in the starry sky, you can clearly see a flash of brilliance in a certain area.

Like a giant meteor striking a star, the clouds are scattered.

Just when Luo Sakura was about to make a move, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and she shot at the silver bottle reflexively, holding the little girl tightly in her arms.

The terrifying shockwave disappears in a matter of seconds, but the destructive power it causes is staggering.

Hundreds of kilometers of terrain have changed, and this mountain range has completely disappeared.

The thick clouds in the sky vanished, and the blizzard disappeared with it.

For thousands of years, no sunlight has shone on Blizzard, but at this moment, the sun is scattered all over the land, cloudless, and the sky is white.

In the void, Wen Muyan, who had turned into a demon god, was suspended there, without much change.

As for Li Daochong, there are still traces there.

More than ten kilometers away, in the midst of ruins, Li Daochong was lying inside, his face covered with dust.

Taixu's third sword really hasn't reached the fire yet, Li Daochong smiled bitterly, his whole body was tingling, there was no breath in his body, and the left arm of the Yuan Ying disappeared and became a one-armed Yuan Ying.

Burst!

Li Daochong spurted out a mouthful of blood, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he barely managed to stay awake with a strong breath.

Li Daochong looked at Wen Muyan in the air in the distance, and the cold voice in his eyes became more and more intense.

The man must die.

Just when Li Daochong was about to burn the Yuan Infant again, an empty and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in his mind, but the voice was eager and worried.

"Don't."

"Who? How can it be in my sea of knowledge? Li Daochong was stunned for a moment.

"Humans don't have time to explain, don't burn your Yuan Infant anymore, you will die, quickly absorb my aura, I will help you recover." The empty phantom girl's voice couldn't help but speak.

Li Daochong's eyes suddenly flashed, "You are ......"

"Humans, hurry."

"I know who you are, how are you inside me? I didn't even know it all along. ”

"Human, now is not the time for small talk, hurry up and suck my aura."

"Okay, let's absorb a little bit then." Li Daochong grinned.

In the silence, Li Daochong's weak body gradually regained some strength.

"Why don't you suck it, suck it again."

"No, sucking again will hurt you."

"No, I'm an elf, as long as I keep the essence, I won't die."

"I'm not fooled, do you want to sacrifice yourself, no way, as long as I, Li Daochong, live, I won't let anyone die for me."

"I'm not human."

Li Daochong didn't speak again, looked at the void, and recovered a trace of vitality, which did not help to defeat the demon cultivator in the sky.

Wen Muyan looked at Li Daochong lying in the ruins, his face was hideous, and there was green smoke rising from the scales all over his body.

For a moment just now, Wen Muyan felt a sense of near-death crisis.

"It hurts me so much." Wen Muyan looked at his blackened palm and muttered.

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