The crimson battle platform is full of flames. Mu Yan's blood-red armor is rendered dazzling.

"Quack, this kind of scene, I like it!" Night Seventeen volleyed into the air, and a deep cold force was like a black mist between his hands, and when the air was pressed, the black fog condensed into a cloud in the process of falling, and from a distance, it looked like a huge dark cloud, pressing on the battle platform.

In an instant, the aura of the battle platform was double-divided, the ink color above was surging, and the crimson below was agitated. The two collided violently ten meters above the battle platform. The turbulent space riot shook the surrounding snow showers into a flying shot, and for a while, the two were on par with each other's momentum, and they were frozen in place.

The killing momentum on Mu Yan's body was accompanied by the spear in his hand dancing, instantly incorporating the crimson light of the four directions into the shadow of the spear. In the face of Night Seventeen's oppression, he wants to break his face with points.

Night Seventeen was not idle, Mu Yan's momentum had just changed, Night Seventeen was smiling, and the dark clouds in the sky turned into demon soul forms.

"Oh, those demon souls!" Chu Haoyun's eyes condensed slightly, there were many mutilated demon souls that Ye Seventeen showed this time. A hint of familiarity emerged, making Chu Haoyun very sure that the demon soul that Ye Seventeen had conjured up now was in the Snow Moon Secret Realm.

Those demon spirits solidified almost instantly, as if they were real entities. The body exuded the aura of at least eight levels of the Void Spirit Realm, and the two condensed demon souls in the front were glowing with the light of the stars, and the roaring sound waves were deafening, making people feel as if they were real demon beasts.

"How did this guy cultivate, how did he become so strong?" his gaze moved slightly, and Chu Haoyun was amazed in his heart. Regardless of those physical demon souls, the aura emitted by Night Seventeen at this time was actually approaching the eightfold Star Realm.

"Blood Dragon Strike!" Seeing that there were more and more physical demon spirits around Night Seventeen above, Mu Yan immediately made a decision, holding a spear, turning into a dragon-shaped flame and heading straight into Xiao Han.

"Quack, look at my newly realized moves. Hundred Demons and Charms!" Night Seventeen quacked and laughed, his body moved slightly, and his hands kept waving, as if he was giving some kind of command.

"Roar!" With Night Seventeen's command, I saw that those demon spirits in mid-air suddenly surged with black clouds, and they actually released demon clouds like Night Seventeen. At the same time, dozens of physical demon spirits seemed to have self-consciousness and went away.

"Boom-" Mu Yan's strength is also extraordinary, the Star Realm is sevenfold, just a single face, several physical demon souls were shattered by his spear shadow. However, a strange thing happened, after Mu Yan smashed those physical demon souls, those demon souls did not dissipate directly like the physical demon souls in the Snow Moon Secret Realm, and they rushed away in the black clouds, and between breaths, the shattered entity demon souls condensed again, and the breath was stronger than before.

"Haha, when you can get close to me, you are worthy of doing it with me, now you can enjoy my hundred demon charms!" Night Seventeen Void flickered, laughing wildly. is not a hard confrontation with Mu Yan, there are always dozens of physical demon souls between the two.

"This guy is getting stronger and stronger. Xiao Tian smiled bitterly, he could also clearly feel that those demon souls were constantly getting stronger after each break and reorganization. Chu Haoyun nodded slightly, after several rounds of confrontation, most of those entity demon souls were already close to the peak of the Void Spirit Realm, and even a few entity demon souls that were originally at the peak of the Void Spirit Realm actually emitted a touch of starlight on their bodies.

At this time, Chu Haoyun accidentally glanced at the small hairball on his shoulder, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart. At this time, the little hairball no longer had a lazy appearance, and the two small eyes that Mao found were staring at the physical demon spirits around Night Seventeen. The little tongue licks his lips from time to time, and he looks like he has an appetite.

As if sensing Chu Haoyun's gaze, the little furball shook his body, and the exaggerated hair covered his eyes, regaining his original laziness again. Chu Haoyun thought to himself, it seemed that he had time to check this little thing. On it, Chu Haoyun couldn't feel the slightest demonic power, and even Liu Xiangling, a demon spirit, couldn't perceive it.

The little furball looks like an ordinary kitten, but its perception is far beyond Chu Haoyun, and when Chu Haoyun fought several times in the past, this guy was lying on his shoulder, and an unknown force fixed it to death. No matter how fierce Chu Haoyun's battle was, it would not affect it at all.

On the other side, seeing that the battle situation was so weird, Yun Scorpion's brows furrowed, and he asked a master beside him, "Who is this person?"

"According to our investigation, he is from the Moon Garden of the Star Moon Sacred Academy, and his name is Night Seventeen. It is rumored that he is the descendant of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and he is from the same source as the night wind. The old man beside Yun Scorpion had a somewhat solemn face.

Hearing this, Yun Scorpion narrowed his eyes, and his gaze was coldly locked on the night seventeen. He muttered in a low voice: "Ten Thousand Demon Sect, heh, they are far away from the land of my Three Kingdoms, and I hope that there will be no real masters to interfere." This Ten Thousand Demon Gate's exercises are indeed weird. can't help but have the existence of the night wind, and this kind of demon soul control means, which is worthy of admiration. ”

The scorpion finally sighed and said no more. His eyes flickered, and he was secretly thinking about something.

In the field, Mu Yan became more and more aggrieved the bigger he became, and after hundreds of rounds of attacks, he hadn't even been able to get close to the night seventeen and ten meters around his body so far. Those physical spirits seemed endless, and as time passed, their strength not only became stronger and stronger, but even the speed at which they were broken and reassembled became several times faster.

So much so that by now, Mu Yan had been under siege by dozens of entity demon spirits. With his strength, though, he can kill these guys with one blow. But the inexhaustible killing of the physical demon soul caused him to fall into this dead loop. It was very unpleasant to be beaten by the crowd, and it was a group of guys who were far inferior to themselves, which made Mu Yan's sense of grievance particularly strong.

Night Seventeen has always wandered on the edge of the black cloud of demon spirits, and the initial two-handed emptying has turned to one-handed. But seeing his right hand swinging gently, he commanded those demon spirits to attack. It looks like an elegant music conductor, with his other hand supporting his chin, and he is looking at Mu Yan who was beaten by the group with a playful face, his cunning eyes flashing, and he doesn't know what bad ideas he is fighting.

At this point, the battle situation has fallen into a speechless situation. One side is crazy to attack, and the other side is relaxed. Depending on the situation, if Mu Yan didn't find a way to get out as soon as possible, sooner or later he would be exhausted by those entity demon souls.

"Twilight Flame Flow!" After another hundred moves, Mu Yan finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and broke out in an all-round way. Before, he had not dared to use all his strength, because the outer night seventeen had been eyeing him. Once he uses all his strength, the moment between the moves will be the weakest time for him, and if he is seized by Night Seventeen, he may be hit hard.

At this level, a momentary opportunity can determine victory or defeat, life and death.

As the starlight on those demon spirits became more and more, the power became stronger and stronger. Mu Yan knew that if he continued like this, he would lose sooner or later, and it was better to gamble than to be beaten by the group until he was exhausted and defeated!

The crimson spear shadow turned into an incomparable stream, carrying the light of the stars, shaking the space. A powerful force that disperses most of the black clouds. With just one blow, more than a dozen entity demon souls around Mu Yan instantly shattered. The tumbling stream of red flames stirred in the remaining black clouds, and those demon spirits were just about to reorganize before they were swept away by this force.

"Break-" With an angry roar, Mu Yan's power exploded in full force, overlapping brilliance, and scattered a hundred-meter void. The huge energy fluctuation made Ye Seventeen have to temporarily avoid the edge and retreat a hundred meters. The light passed, and Mu Yan had already appeared ten meters in front of Ye Seventeen, with a slight breath, the spear was pointed horizontally, and his divine sense was firmly locked on Ye Seventeen.

"Oh, you want to fight me in close quarters? Hehe, do you really think that the blow just now broke my hundred demon charms?" Feeling the cold killing intent, Night Seventeen smiled, full of playful expressions, which made Mu Yan's heart shock.

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