A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Mo Xiaoyou's mouth, and at the moment when the sword blade slashed in front of him, the red long sword in his right hand blocked and picked it up, directly dialing the three-foot sword light towards the pink-clothed fairy on Si Haorui's side.

Si Haorui's eyes tightened, he never expected that this demon would lead the attack on him to the jade of hatred like this!

"Get out of the way!"

Mo Xiaoyou's move is really tricky, it is when Si Haorui's sword move is old, and the new move is not born. What's more, the sword spirit in his sword was intimidated by the ink demon, and he was already in a state of panic at this time, and he wanted to mobilize the sword spirit to collect it, which was almost impossible to achieve.

Tong Hate Yu is just a little fairy who has just entered the immortal path at this time, if he is swept away by Si Haorui's sword move, even if he does not die here, I am afraid that it will be difficult to continue the immortal path.

However, as the heroine loved by everyone, Tong hated Yu naturally couldn't die so easily, just when she was frightened by this sudden attack, a red light suddenly appeared in front of her.

Si Haorui's sword light was blocked by this red light, and there was a piercing grinding sound, and then it disappeared in front of Tong Yuyu's eyes along with the red light, and the brilliant light reflected her crumbling pale face, as well as the extremely handsome color of the man who appeared behind her.

The man who appeared had long hair and waist-length, his tall figure and the fur cloak on his body looked extraordinarily luxurious, a pair of phoenix eyes on his face were raised, and his fair skin was like clotted fat.

However, this trick is not easy to use here in the ink demon. Although this man's color was a few points better than Mo Jinyu's, when he felt the familiar Luanhuo aura of the other party, the ink demon had already automatically sublimated to the realm of not being fascinated by the skin.

At this time, Si Haorui had already attacked, but although his combat consciousness was there, his sword consciousness was not there. The long sword, which was already overwhelmed by the coercion of the ink demon, saw that he was going to slash his own ancestor at this time.

Suddenly frightened, he "clicked" and broke off on the spot. Even the sword qi that Si Haorui poured into it was interrupted by this break, and he suddenly lost his indomitable momentum.

At the same time, the ink demon was reminded by the sound of the broken sword, and the red feather sword in his hand was raised, and he slashed, and soon turned passive to active.

Si Haorui lost his blade, but he was not in a hurry, he retreated backwards, and his hand turned into a sword finger, and he resisted her in the air against the tip of the ink demon's sword.

The battle between the two in the air did not affect the power of the Xuan Turtle Ancestor on the ground in the slightest. At this time, he was still immersed in the anger of "stupid humans dare to insult the deity", so in the matter of demolishing the mountain and filling the soil, he is sparing no effort to exert his light and heat.

The main peak of the Seven Sages Hall is considered to have suffered from the seedlings: there are constantly collapsing landslides with hundred-year-old trees, mixed with mud and rocks, and occasionally there are the remains of the main temple composed of the ruins and broken walls of the "Demon Palace" on the main peak......

The disciples of the Seven Sages Hall who were rescued by the Mo Little Demon and the other immortal elders watched as the pride of their Seven Sages Hall blended into the dust little by little, and the highest peak of their Seven Sages Hall had also become a flat ground at this time......

On this flat ground, there is also a huge turtle lying on its stomach...... At this time, he was staring resentfully at the middle-aged man with long hair above with his bronze bell-like eyes.

The middle-aged man was stared at by such a fierce beast, but he was not afraid, and the spirit sword in his hand was suppressed by the ink demon, but it would not affect his use of other magic weapons.

I don't know when he has seen it in his hand, a bowl made of red sandalwood has appeared, facing the body of the turtle, after chanting for a long time, he finally completed this demon collection spell when the main peak completely collapsed.

I saw his palm, and the bowl in his hand flashed towards the turtle, and the golden light was like an enlarged sun, shining on the turtle's head, and at the same time, the long-haired Taoist chief spit out a sentence very proudly:

"Close!"