"That's right. Li Xiaomeng rubbed her eyes a little sleepily: "There are too many defects with the door, and the 'Xuanluo Sect' is even more rubbish than the disciples in our Xuanluo Sect." The moves on the sword book are good-looking, but they are really fighting with people, and they won't be cut down after so many bells and whistles!" she pouted cutely, and her body actually fell uncontrollably towards her lover.

The topic did not continue here, the eyes of the three people turned to Yinchen who was reading the book seriously, he was four people, no, it should be said that the most serious one in the entire team of ten people in the Iron Sword Gate, just the light from the table lamp that changed out of it, looked at every painting and every line of words seriously and very quickly.

"Silver Dust, don't you really think these magic skills are useful?" Wan Jian Xin asked strangely, "The ...... you got from Oni Liming"

"Kill Brother Matt, we're not safe right now. Silver Dust raised his head from behind a very shallow stick method, and a pair of silver pupils were filled with snow: "Don't take it lightly. ”

The three people sitting around the pile of books widened their eyes at the same time, and Li Xiaomeng instinctively sat up, hit his head on Yixuanzi's elbow, and knocked the book in his hand away.

"Not safe?" Wan Jianxin held the book in one hand and the hilt of the sword at his waist with the other, his gaze moved back and forth on the side faces of Xu Quan and the Silver Dust Archmage who were sitting on the ground with their backs to them not far away, which meant that: "Can the people of the Demon Wei Pavilion still plot against the people of the Distraction Realm?"

"Yes, not safe. Silver Dust's hand hidden in his sleeve quietly clenched into a fist, and a silent punch hit the ground, with his fist as the center, a circle appeared on the ground with a radius of five meters, and a thin layer of black mist that was barely visible quickly rose along the boundary of the circle, turning into a huge hemispherical shield with a radius of five meters, isolating the four of them and everyone else.

Arcane Soundproof Enchantment.

"Why isn't it safe?, do the people of the Demon Pavilion's bad intentions?" Yi Xuanzi asked softly, his gaze crossed the mage's shoulder to look at Xu Quan's side face, his gaze full of invisible needles.

"It's true that the people of the Demon Pavilion are unsafe, but it's not their hearts that are insecure, it's the wounds on their bodies that are unsafe. The mage explained ambiguously, and the mana turned into a dark fist that poured into the ground, slowly converging into some kind of unknown, machine-like hole card.

That's not the Earth Demon.

"Wounds?" The three of them looked at each other for almost two seconds before remembering that the last time the people of the Demon Pavilion's people were injured was because of those giant rats, if that kind of man-eating monster could also be a rat.

"Uncle Shi mean, those devouring giant rats - is there a problem? can they bite people and spread plague or something?"

"It's not plague, it's a poison that can't be transmitted twice. The mage lowered his eyes and secretly let go of his right hand, everything that should be prepared was almost ready.

"Corpse poison?"

"Rabies?"

Wan Jianxin and Yi Xuanzi guessed at the same time.

"Brother Yixuan, I'm a little scared!" Li Xiaomeng's voice then sounded weakly.

Silver Dust opened his mouth and did not continue to explain. He already sensed that something was wrong with Xu Quan behind him.

"Zombie virus, latent wrinkled between forty minutes and four hours......" he thought silently, connecting to the terminal of the Canonikor civilization, and the time was shown on the retina, exactly forty minutes.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the ground, and the black hemispheric soundproof barrier disappeared, and the four of them heard the voice of a Demon Wing Pavilion disciple at the same time.

"Master Xu, what's wrong with your face, why did you grow a white beard?" The tone of the disciple of the Demon Pavilion, with a hint of ridicule, obviously, he was not in the same faction as Xu Quan in the Demon Pavilion.

"Woohoohoo~~~~~~~~~~~" Xu Quan let out a snoring sound of unknown meaning in his throat, but he didn't say a word, he lowered his head, and on the side face illuminated by the firelight, the eye staring at the book was slowly turning a chaotic blood.

His pupils were basically red, but they were only the color of his iris, and his eyeballs were almost gone, leaving only a bloody red bead.

"My lord?" the other disciple trembled with fright as he watched his face erupt like mold and grow countless clumps of white hair, and his voice trembled as he called out to his leader.

"Lord Xu?" The disciple who had mocked him earlier also felt that something was wrong.

"Purr~~~~~~~~ woo-roar!!" Xu Quan suddenly let out a terrifying roar, and that sound could definitely make the movements of everyone and things in the entire Scripture Pavilion pause for a second. In this intolerable second, Huo Ran straightened his upper body, turned his head and chest, opened his arms, crossed his spasmodic five fingers, and hugged him desperately towards the nearest Shibai.

Shi Bai, who had been reading without saying a word, lowered his head to read the book, only then did he reveal his true colors.

In the last half second when Xu Quan pounced on Ge Shibai, Ge Shibai calmly and calmly picked up his second closest Demon Wei Pavilion disciple, directly dragged him over to block him, and pushed him forward fiercely.

The disciple who had already been completely frightened and stupid was mercilessly pushed into Xu Quan's arms by Shi Bai, Xu Quan quietly hugged him, as if he was hugging his lover, the disciple was already so frightened that his hands were trembling at this moment, his five fingers twitched, and he couldn't resist at all, so he could only rely on Peiyuan's thirteen-fold cultivation to barely drum up a thin layer of body protection.

Xu Quan stretched out his neck, as if he really had rabies, he bit the disciple's ear fiercely, directly ripped off one of his ears completely, swallowed it without chewing, and then bit off the other ear with a long neck swing and swallowed it.

The screams of the disciples of the Demon Pavilion resounded throughout the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the disciples of the Demon Dao and the Righteous Path who were flipping through the books in the distance gathered around one after another, watching Xu Quan hug the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion who were constantly struggling, taking one bite from the left and one bite from the right, biting off the nose first, biting off the flesh on the cheeks, and almost in less than ten seconds, gnawed the head of the disciple of the Demon Wei Pavilion into a skull.

"Crazy! Xu Quan is crazy!" another disciple who was lucky enough to survive shouted, but he couldn't stand up, he could only move backwards with his hands in shock, but his exclamation alarmed Xu Quan, who had already turned into a white-haired monkey, he stopped his work as a disciple of the Demon Eater Pavilion, turned his furry face, and stared at the man with a pair of blood-like eyes blankly and coldly.

The man he was staring at shook as if he had been hit by a machine-gun bullet. He raised his arm tremblingly, and a hammer was pulled out of his sleeve with a shudder.

Xu Quan let go of the Demon Wei Pavilion disciple who was howling miserably, and with a claw of his hand, he broke through his protective body and the muscles on his chest and abdomen, took out a blood-red heart in his crazy scream, pressed it into the bloody mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it and spit it out, and then pounced on the Demon Wei Pavilion disciple who had just made fun of him with white hair on his face.

"What the hell are you mad about?" the Demon Pavilion's disciple exclaimed in a trembling voice, as if this roar could give him a little courage. He picked up the short-handled hammer in his hand at the moment Xu Quan pounced, and slammed it on Xu Quan's head.

Some of the righteous path disciples let out an exclamation, although the righteous path people are used to seeing the rivers and lakes fighting, but they have been in a warm collective for a long time, and they have never been able to adapt to the cold nature of the demon path disciples. Hitting the head of the senior brother who was still talking and laughing with him just now, the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect can't do this kind of thing, and they won't agree with it.

Some of the Demon Dao disciples also exclaimed: "Xiao Guizi! That is the leading senior brother! You are not afraid of death if you commit a crime!" Obviously, their focus is different from the righteous path, not in brotherhood, but in seniority and hierarchy.

However, regardless of the exclamations of the people around him, Xiao Guizi still smashed it with a hammer, which was the basic skill "Soul Strike" in "Soul Killing". When the hammer fell, there was still a fishy black wind, and a chaotic and decaying "New Demon Pavilion's energy" exploded at the moment when the hammer head and Xu Quan's brain came into contact.

Xu Quan didn't have any gangfeng on him, or he didn't know what magic skills were when he turned into a zombie. With this hammer, his head immediately turned into a scattered splatter, and the entire part above the cheekbone turned into fragments and blood mist rose up, turning into a small black-red cloud crown. The rest of the advance team stood in two rows from a distance, watching as the leader of the Demon Pavilion's head was knocked off with a hammer.

Immediately after, a near-exclamation came from the mouths of everyone except Yinchen, and even Xiao Guizi himself let out a frightened cry. Because Xu Quan, whose head was shattered, did not fall, let alone die, but opened his mouth wide under the nose that was incomplete and only had a tip, and roared and pounced.

Xiao Guizi was already so frightened that his hands and feet trembled, so he could only instinctively hold the copper hammer and swing it, slamming Xu Quan's left shoulder, but Xu Quan didn't feel any pain at this time, and even lost his feelings, only relying on a bloodthirsty instinct to drive, not dodging, not defending, not having the slightest fear, not even the tremor and shaking of the heavy blow, he completely relied on a pair of desperate robes to pounce up, and hugged Xiao Guizi's shoulder.

The head, which was only left with a mouth, burrowed into Xiao Guizi's arms, and instantly tore off a piece of meat from his heart, and hurriedly swallowed it. Xiao Guizi hissed, and a storm rose in his sleeves, and a pair of white and tender hands had already grasped a pair of shiny copper-tipped sledgehammers, like a crazy drummer hammering Xu Quan in his arms.

The specifications were shattered, the flesh and blood were torn, Xu Quan's own internal organs were shattered, but Xiao Guizi's internal organs were being devoured by Xu Quan. In the silence intertwined with the sound of bones breaking and wailing, an incomparably terrible creaking sound suddenly soared, as if a group of iron-armored crabs were flowing through Xu Quan's body, accompanied by a strange creaking sound, the upper body bones were broken Xu Quan's white hair covered soft collapse body, slowly grew a new skeleton, that skeleton has almost nothing to do with human bones, it is completely a terrifying monster sewn into the human body. Bone spurs grew out of his back, and the top of the bone spurs actually grew out of a series of hideous blood-red eyeballs, and the fan-shaped red light emitted from the eyeballs happened to be a weakened version of the death gaze.

Being stared at by so many eyeballs, Xiao Guizi's hammer suddenly swung more and more weakly, and even the screams became weaker and weaker, and after less than ten seconds, his legs suddenly weakened, and the sunny side fell, and Xu Quan, who was holding him, also fell, lying on him and gnawing.

A long opening has been made between Xiao Guizi's chest and abdomen, and the internal organs have long been sucked up. Only the muscles on the ribs remain, and they can still satisfy the monster's appetite. At this moment, in the corner of this scripture pavilion full of chewing sounds, silence is wrapped in fear and rampant.

Wan Jianxin stood behind Silver Dust's side and saw the golden sword flash in his sleeve. Yin ghosts and zombies are all undead, afraid of the power of light, that golden flash made Wan Jianxin have a bottom in his heart, but he didn't mean to call the silver dust out. Xu Quan is a person from the Demon Pavilion, and the person Xu Quan killed is also a person from the Demon Pavilion, this tragic and terrifying scene is all the business of the Demon Pavilion itself, they are righteous people, they have no obligation or right to care, Wan Jianxin doesn't want to do good things, and he is also infamous as a dog and a mouse.

The two sides were in a stalemate in silence, and the righteous people neither fled nor came up to help, as if they were watching a play. The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect are completely blind to the Grand Mage at this moment, and they will also tie their lives, the mission of the sect, and the fate of the righteous path to the mage, the silver-haired mages will definitely stand still, and the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, even if they have just started the first mission not long ago, will never leave their brothers and leading predecessors to escape alone.

The ten people of the righteous path lined up in an equilateral triangle formation, each with their hands on the hilt of their swords, and their eyes shining brightly, putting on a desperate posture at any time and in any danger. On the other side, the Demon Dao disciples quietly dispersed their formation, retreating silently, all wanting to slip away before the monster found itself.

Except for a shibai.

This Demon Wing Pavilion disciple, who gave people an unusually vicious and vicious feeling at all times, reached out and touched the axe behind his back, and after feeling a little more at ease, he snatched the torch from the hand of a disciple who was timidly retreating next to him.

He held the torch in one hand, tucked it into his sleeve with the other, and then stretched it out again, holding three piercing awls in his palm.

The silver magician's eyebrows raised: "Heavy hidden weapon?", and at the same time shook his wide sleeves slightly, the golden light flashed in the cuffs, and the phantom of the long knife became sharp and rounded, obviously he had replaced the magic.

Shi Bai leaned down slightly, bringing the bone-penetrating awl to his eyes, and at this time, the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion suddenly stopped, no longer thinking about escaping, and all stretched their necks to look at the extra threads on the buttocks of the three bone-penetrating cones in his hands.