"Hahahaha, Yu'er, don't forget, I now have the body of the Demon God, how can I be afraid of an immortal evil dragon god?

"Alas, that's okay! I advise you to be cautious!" Hearing this, the beautiful girl who was transformed into a bright moon god rabbit frowned slightly, sighed softly, and said to the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan helplessly.

"We will be cautious, thank you Yu'er for your concern!" Hearing this, the Demon God of the World driven by Li Bufan nodded slightly, with a smile, and said to the beautiful girl who was transformed into a bright moon god rabbit.

"Let's go!" Liu Qingqing suddenly urged the Demon God driven by Li Bufan.

As soon as he spoke, the Demon God and Liu Qingqing, driven by Li Bufan, turned around and walked towards the Earth Moving Rock at the same time.

The Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan were walking, and suddenly a golden sword fell from the sky with a click, and it just landed in front of the Demon God driven by Li Bufan.

Seeing this, the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan hurriedly retreated.

The golden sword looked extremely sharp, shining brightly, and the mana power it emitted made people feel suffocated.

I don't want to know that the owner of that golden sword must have unparalleled combat power.

"Who is this? With such a strong combat power and blocking our way, wouldn't we be more auspicious today?" Li Bufan thought in surprise when he saw this.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes with messy white hair suddenly fell from the sky.

At first glance, he is not so much an immortal as a beggar.

The middle-aged man with ragged clothes and messy white hair also had an obvious sign that he only had one right arm.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair had a cold face, independent and bleak, full of loneliness.

Seeing this, the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan all looked at the middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair, and their hearts were full of astonishment, revealing a blank look.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair suddenly recited the magic trick, sacrificed the golden sword, and slashed head-on towards the Demon God driven by Li Bufan.

Seeing this, the Demon God driven by Li Bufan was busy dodging like a meteor.

I only heard a loud bang, and the place where the Demon God of the World that Li Bufan drove had previously stood had been split open by that golden sword.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair frowned when he saw that the blow missed, and roared angrily at Liu Qingqing, "Little girl, get out of the way!" If I wasn't a rat thrower, I was afraid of hurting you, how could I not kill this monster!"

As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair, with a lot of magic in his mouth, pinched the magic with both hands, and once again sacrificed the golden big sword, and slashed towards the Demon God driven by Li Bufan.

Seeing this, the Demon God driven by Li Bufan once again used the Rapid Meteor Body Method to dodge, but suddenly found that the Rapid Meteor Body Method was no longer effective, and he seemed to be frozen, and only his hands could move.

Seeing this, the Demon God of the World driven by Li Bufan said that it was too late, and immediately caught the golden sword with both hands.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair laughed and said to the Demon God driven by Li Bufan, "Hahahaha, you have been hit by my god-binding technique! I only need to move my fingers slightly, and you will be cut in half by my big sword!"

Seeing this, Liu Qingqing hurriedly shouted at the middle-aged man with a broken arm who was ragged and had messy white hair, "Stop! He's not a demon, he's my senior brother!"

"That's right, senior, I think we have misunderstood! I'm the same as you, I'm also a monk, why should we fight each other like this?" Hearing this, the Demon God driven by Li Bufan said to the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair.

"No, if you are a monk, why did you become such a ghost?" The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair frowned when he heard this, scratched his head with his hand, and looked at the Demon God of the World driven by Li Bufan and asked in confusion.

"This question is very simple, I used the Shell Shifting Dafa and used the Yuan Shen to drive the body of this Demon God!" Hearing this, the Demon God driven by Li Bufan hurriedly explained to the middle-aged man with a broken arm who was ragged and had messy white hair.

"Hahahaha, you two are really good at playing! If you explain later today, it will definitely become a ghost under my sword!" The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair heard this, and said loudly with a loud laugh on his back to the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan.

As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair was busy reciting the magic trick to collect his golden sword.

"Senior, where are you?" Liu Qingqing looked at the middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair, groaned slightly, frowned and asked in a coquettish voice.

"I am a sword saint!" The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair replied to Liu Qingqing in a deep voice with a look of pride on his face.

When Li Bufan's driven Demon God heard this, he secretly thought to himself, "I look like a beggar king!"

"Then senior, why did you come here?" Liu Qingqing frowned slightly when she heard this, and asked the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair.

"Alas, I've traveled all over the world, and I've just come to this demon realm forest for a day trip! Alas, I have no choice but to find the enchantment that leads to the human world from this demon realm forest, so I look like this ghost! I'm extremely embarrassed, alas, my generation of sword saints, where is my face?" The ragged, messy white-haired middle-aged man with a broken arm, sighed and said to the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan.

"Oh, senior, what's wrong with your right hand? Why is it gone?" Li Bufan's driven Demon God looked at the middle-aged man with a broken arm who was ragged and had messy white hair, and asked in surprise.

"Oh, you say my right arm, you don't believe it! Actually, I cut it off myself with my sword!" The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair replied to the Demon God driven by Li Bufan with a smile on his face.

When Li Bufan heard this, he was shocked, and secretly thought to himself, "This is too ruthless! I actually cut off my own arm!"

"Senior, why did you cut off your arm? Could it be that you were poisoned?" Li Bufan drove the Demon God of the World, thinking, curious in his heart, frowning slightly and asking the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair.

"Actually, I am not highly poisoned, I am already a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, how can it be highly poisonous?" The middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair heard this, and said to the Demon God of the World driven by Li Bufan with a smile on his face.

"Why is that?" Hearing this, the Demon God of the World driven by Li Bufan scratched his head with his hand, looking at the middle-aged man with a broken arm in ragged clothes and messy white hair, he asked puzzled.

"In my life, I have experienced more than 10,000 battles, invincible, I feel that my right arm is too killing, so I cut off my right arm with a sword!" The middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair heard this, and explained unhurriedly to the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan with a smile on his face.

When Li Bufan drove the Demon God and Liu Qingqing heard this, they all looked at the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair, and they were speechless in surprise.

"Hahahaha, don't panic, don't be afraid, in fact, with my cultivation, it's easy to grow your right arm again! I just want to practice practicing my left arm without my right arm!" Seeing this, the middle-aged man with a broken arm in rags and messy white hair laughed and said to the Demon God and Liu Qingqing driven by Li Bufan.