Chapter 1005: Cutting off the cause and effect of the past

"This is for Senior Brother Jiuxiao to live to meet them again. ”

Simon Keke said meaningfully.

"Suppression!"

As her jade hand pointed, the purple light phantom suddenly expanded.

This is the unique method of the Purple Bamboo Elf, and only the warriors who are recognized by it can perform it.

Once sacrificed, you can mobilize the power of heaven and earth in all directions and seal the opponent with all your might!

"Slash!"

Ling Jiuxiao slashed out with a sword.

Daogu Sword ...... It is the trophy of defeating the ancient young emperor.

This is not a real Dao Ancient Sword, it is just a fake, but it is like a Demon Transformation Ancient Mirror, it has a bit of the power of the body, which is very good.

Originally, Ling Jiuxiao was in the midst of the inner demon tribulation, and he couldn't use everything outside.

However, with the chaotic entry of Simon Keke, the calamity is chaotic, and some external forces have become available to him!

"Whew!"

He slashed out with a sword, and countless demonic qi swept in.

It's like an ancient god and demon punching out!

"Boom!"

The purple bamboo phantom was shaken by the blast, but it was not blasted.

"You know the methods of the ancient demons?"

Simon Keke frowned.

Although the Ancient Demon Imperial Clan and the forces under its command have always been deeply rooted and cannot be eliminated.

However, the martial artists of the Nine Heavens Continent are still not accustomed to it, and the ancient demons ...... Or the enemy of the warriors!

It's just that in order to survive better, the ancient demons inevitably tempt martial artists to join them.

For example, the Demon Warrior and the like are one of the methods.

Many martial artists who asked themselves if they couldn't go any further, all of them couldn't help but think of joining.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jiuxiao also knew the methods of ancient demons.

"Could it be that he didn't die back then, but was saved by the ancient demons?"

Simon Keke couldn't help but think.

She could indeed enter Ling Jiuxiao's Heart Demon Tribulation through extremely evil power.

However, what she saw could only be what Ling Jiuxiao was experiencing now, and there were more things that could not be spied on.

Therefore, she didn't know how Ling Jiuxiao came back to life.

"What if you know?"

Ling Jiuxiao chuckled and said, "All paths are one, and so is the end of the ancient demons. I don't deny that the ancient demons are ferocious, but the beast is as brutal as mortals, so the beast shouldn't exist? ”

"Crooked ways!"

Ximen Keke's method changed: "The bamboo god is coming!"

"Buzz......!"

I saw the sky erupt with purple light, and a giant bamboo suddenly fell!

"This is one of your biggest abilities now, senior sister, right?"

Ling Jiuxiao raised his eyes and saw a bit of the demeanor of a purple bamboo elf.

He had never seen the body of the Purple Bamboo Spirit.

However, a hundred years ago, when Ximen Keke, Nanliufeng and others besieged him, they were afraid that they would not be able to kill Ling Jiuxiao, so they also brought a purple bamboo branch.

This was given by the purple bamboo elf himself.

In order to absolutely kill Ling Jiuxiao and not give him a chance to escape.

As a result, Ling Jiuxiao was still not dead, and the Purple Bamboo Elf would probably be very disappointed if he knew about it.

"If that doesn't kill you, it's just that now isn't the best time to kill you. ”

Ximen Keke was indifferent.

She knows that she can't do anything, and she can't force it.

You must know that she only forced her way into this place with extremely evil force.

If you go too far, you may be robbed and angry, and you may even fall into it.

That wasn't what she wanted to see.

"Senior sister, for me, now is a great opportunity. ”

Ling Jiuxiao grinned.

"Oh?"

Simon Keke was slightly puzzled.

"This is the best time to cut off the cause and effect of the past. ”

Ling Jiuxiao's tone became cold: "Kill your mind here first, and break the causal connection between you in the previous life, you and I will only be enemies in the future, and there is no love at all." One day, when the opportunity comes, I will behead you yourself!"

After speaking, Ling Jiuxiao raised his hand and reached into the sky: "Heavenly Demon Right Hand!"

"Huh!"

His right hand manifested a female god of war, rising to the challenge, holding a sword and shield, and killing the huge divine bamboo that fell!

"Senior brother, you are still stubborn...... You can't win me!"

Ximen Keke's eyes were firm: "No matter in the past life or this life, I will kill you to preach!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

The Heavenly Demon's right hand hit the falling giant bamboo, and the goddess of war was blown back one after another.

retreated a hundred zhang distance in a row, and barely stopped the other party.

Ling Jiuxiao's right arm also had blood splashes, and the flesh and skin cracked on its own.

This blow is too strong, if it were ordinary means, maybe it wouldn't even be able to obstruct it, and it would be directly suppressed!

"Does it contain the Tao and reason, law and rules of the purple bamboo elf?

Ling Jiuxiao's eyes were blazing, and his fighting spirit was high: "Demon Ancient Mirror!"

The words fell, and an ancient mirror suddenly hung in the air.

There are countless demonic qi rolling out inside, converging on this female god of war!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

I saw that the female god of war skyrocketed in a circle, with great momentum, holding the sword and shield, and killing the giant bamboo that swept back.

"What!"

Ximen Keke's eyes shrank, he didn't expect Ling Jiuxiao to be able to force back this giant bamboo.

"Xiao Fan, I'll leave it to you!"

Ling Jiuxiao transmitted the sound to Fanru Immortal.

The right hand of the Heavenly Demon is actually relying on the spirit of the Divine Soul of Fan Ruxian to cast it together.

He was not a real ancient demon, and it was impossible for him to completely cultivate into the right hand of the Heavenly Demon.

Fan Ruxian was an ancient demon royal family, and he was very interested in the mysteries of the Heavenly Demons, so he was willing to give up his body and fuse it into Ling Jiuxiao's right hand.

Now the two are one, they can join forces, they can be separated, one plus one is greater than two!

"Good!"

Fan Ruxian responded: "Within a hundred breaths, you can hold it!"

The other party is the housekeeping skill of the purple bamboo elf, and the purple bamboo elf is an existence above the heavenly vine elf, Rao is Fan Ruxian has made a lot of progress to himself, but he still doesn't dare to support it.

"It doesn't take so long for me to kill her!"

Ling Jiuxiao was full of confidence and killed Ximen Keke.

"Three thousand cages!"

Ximen Keke's face sank, and when he turned his hand, he condensed three thousand purple bamboos, like a cage trapping Ling Jiuxiao in it.

At the same time, she herself has also turned into a member of the cage, becoming one of the three thousand purple bamboos, and you can't see where she is at all.

"Did Wei save Zhao?"

Ling Jiuxiao smiled.

As long as Ling Jiuxiao couldn't kill Ximen Keke, and the time of a hundred breaths had passed, he could only retreat.

can't win her today, the fall of the previous life, and the resentment against Ximen Keke and others are still hidden in my heart.

This time the heart demon tribulation may be in the past.

But next time it will only be more intense.

Sooner or later, Ling Jiuxiao will be devoured!

"In that case, I'll cut it down with the three thousand purple bamboos!"

Ling Jiuxiao's Dao Ancient Sword suddenly retracted, and he slashed out a blow out of thin air: "Sword Dao...... No sword!"

"Whew!"

The sword light swept away, and the three thousand purple bamboos broke and flew up together.

Among them was the head of Ximen Keke, she met Ling Jiuxiao's indifferent gaze, and her face was capitalized and she couldn't believe it.

"I said that I want to cut off the cause and effect of the past...... Are you going to tell me a fake?"

Ling Jiuxiao's eyes were waveless, as if he had done a trivial matter, which was not worth mentioning.