However, at this time, the sword that had been submerged by the Demon Lord Mo Xinren Sensen's demonic qi rushed out of the sea controlled by the magic power, and the speed of its flight was already very slow.

But at this moment, Ling Xingnan flew into the air from under the blood pool again, only to survive in the void more than ten zhang away from the treasure sword, pointing at the treasure knife flying slowly in mid-air, Fang shouted loudly: "Go ......"

A strange scene was staged, the slowly flying treasure knife suddenly shook its blade, as if it understood Ling Xingnan's words, and turned into a flash of light towards Mo Xinren, who had not yet had time to regain his strength......

The knife is like lightning, breaking through the void;

The flying knife momentum of the treasure knife had not yet reached Mo Xinren's face, but after Ling Xingnan once again pointed a few fingers at the lightning sword in the air, he heard another shout from his mouth: "The momentum is broken without a trace, and the sword intent is cracked......"

At this time, the power of the sword that flew like lightning suddenly accelerated a few points, and when the power of the sword shot less than a few feet in front of Mo Xinren's body, there were suddenly several buzzing sounds in the knife momentum, and several dazzling sword rays immediately split out from the lightning like knife momentum.

When several swords flew into the void at first, they were still trying their best to attach to the blade of the sword, but only after Ling Xingnan's last shout, they suddenly split apart from the body of the sword, and flew in parallel with the sword......

At this time, Mo Xinren had not yet completely restrained the residual power of the supreme demonic skill of the 'Demon Blade', and his body was completely shrouded in layers of Blood Purple Demon Yuan True Qi, but when he saw clearly the several swords that Ling Xingnan had split out from the flying sword momentum at this time, he instantly opened his mouth wide, revealing a look of shock on his face.

"This is ......" Mo Xinren almost exhaled silently, but when the knife momentum and the several blades approached his side, he only said these two words.

At that time, the sword momentum and sword rays that were shot by Ling Xingnan's command slashed at the body protection demon qi layer that lingered around Mo Xinren's body at the same time, first breaking through from the outermost layer of body protection qi to the inner layer by layer......

No matter how strong the Demon Lord Mo Xinren's body protection demonic qi was, how could it be the opponent of the sword momentum and sword shot by Ling Xingnan?

Especially as soon as the sword momentum broke through the qi, those few blades were almost pervasive, and they only rushed into the protective qi around Mo Xinren's body, as if they had life like a spirit snake.

The sword seems to have spirituality in an instant, like a living thing, rushing up and down around the body of the demon lord Mo Xinren, and the sword becomes more agile as soon as it enters the demonic qi of the forest, dragging long light tails between each other, staggered and horizontal, and the light is ten thousand ways.

At first, the swords and rays were crisscrossed, flashing with thousands of rays of light, surrounding the demon lord Mo Xinren, constantly devouring the true qi of the Sen Sen Demon Gong around his body, and then the swords and rays turned into ten, ten and hundred, and a hundred illusions became thousands...... In the end, it turned into countless small knives and slashed around Mo Xinren with a burst of wild bombardment, directly slashing Mo Xinren in the demonic aura of the forest.

Obviously, the demon lord Mo Xinren gradually couldn't defend himself in the sword that Ling Xing Nan slashed in, and his body was even more slashed by the power of the thousands of small swords, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

Naturally, at this time, Mo Xinren finally had to face the fact that it was impossible for him to resist the sword momentum that Ling Xingnan slashed out, and he was really shocked: the sword momentum slashed by Ling Xingnan was not what he had called controlling the sword with qi before, but it was actually the rumored way of controlling the sword with intention!

"Oh my God, how could he possibly, how could Ling Xingnan cultivate into the rumored realm of the Dao of Meaning...... Although this is only the initial realm of the Dao of Consciousness, this is definitely not something that it can compete with!...... He must be a monster, a monster ......" Demon Lord Mo Xinren was completely desperate, and at this moment of dying and struggling, he had to cry out heartbreakingly in his heart.

He didn't want to face it, but Ling Xingnan's strength under the power of slashing was obviously in front of him, and he had to admit it.

It didn't take long for Mo Xinren to finally be slashed by thousands of swords, and even the purple mist demonic qi that lingered around his body was all sucked up by the swords, so without the protection of the amulet, Mo Xinren's body was immediately cut by thousands of swords, and each slash would bring him a heart-rending wail.

In just a few short breaths, the body of the dignified Blood Palace Demon Lord Mo Xinren had already been added by the sword, and the blood was like an infusion, and the flesh and blood were splashed......

Soon, Mo Xinren's body almost lost a single intact skin, and all that was exposed outside the skin and flesh was broken white bones, where could he still have a chance to live?

Mo Xinren showed a wordless and terrifying look, and at the moment of death, he looked at his body that had been pierced and cut by the knife, but he was powerless to resist.

He died in a state of extreme pain, extreme horror......

No one knows how much mental and physical pain he suffered at the moment of his death, and no one knows how much fear he had in his mind and soul at the moment before he died.

Finally, a generation of demon lords completely fell, and in the drowning of thousands of swords, the most deluge turned into a pile of white bones and blood.

At this time, the demon sect masters who gathered in the blood mist purple air mass in the blood pool may have been affected by the fierce battle between Ling Xingnan and the demon lord Mo Xinren, and because the blood pool cave was about to collapse, these demons actually broke through the limit of their own magic skills at a critical moment, and the bottleneck that had not been able to break through for a long time finally climbed over with their full strength......

Suddenly, after the Blood Yuan Demon Qi in the Blood Mist Purple Qi Mass surged violently for a while, he saw that the Blood Yuan Demon Qi surrounding these demons was forcibly absorbed into their bodies by them......

The next moment, the four demons roared into the sky in unison, and the sound was sad and resolute, as if something unusual had suddenly made up their minds.

Soon, after the rolling demonic energy that lingered on their bodies gradually subsided, countless slender blood-purple electric lights appeared on the bodies of the four demons, surging between them, and spread to the other three demons with the blood-shaped figure in the center as the center, and the blood-purple electric light on the other three demons was continuously transmitted to the middle demon.

These blood purple electric lights spread in a circular on the four of them, and after each cycle spread, the blood purple electric light on the blood shadow humanoid demon in the center shone brighter and thicker, while the blood purple electric light on the other three demon heads became smaller and smaller.

This cycle increased back and forth for more than ten times, and finally after a very short time, the three demons around the blood-shaped figure demon in the center screamed, and they all spat out a large mouthful of black blood......

At the same time, the thick blood that was still densely covering the bodies of the three demons also began to dilute sharply, and in an instant, as if they had been washed by rain, the three demons all revealed their true colors......

These three demons are three strange old men, and the faces of the three old demons are exactly the same, even the beard and beard, tall, short, fat and thin are all carved out of a mold.

At this time, Ling Xingnan had just completely killed the generation of demon lord Mo Xinren, and he immediately saw these three old demons who showed their true colors.

"Sure enough, it's you...... The Four Protectors of the Blood Palace...... It's a pity that one has already died first, and you will die soon!" Ling Xingnan said lightly to the three of them.

After speaking, he pointed at the treasure knife flying in the void again, and in an instant, the treasure knife was frozen in mid-air by an invisible momentum, suspended like a fallen leaf, only jumping up and down left and right in mid-air, but looking at the beating momentum, it seemed that there was a tendency to fly over at any time.

The sword hung in the air, swaying from side to side, like a living creature, but it didn't move for a long time not because it didn't have enough killing power, but because it was finally waiting for a man's command.

This person is Ling Xingnan, its master, who governs all its will.

Whoa, whoa, whoa......

After hearing Ling Xingnan's ruthless and hateful words, the three twin old demons were really furious.

They have experienced the killing of their own brothers, and they have seen the demon lord Mo Xinren being killed alive, and now they are threatening their life and death, this hatred, this anger, this naked intimidation, where can they withstand it?

A primitive wildness has been completely stirred out, and after so many days of blood baptism, demonic edification, demonic disorders, even the most lucid trace of their human nature has been squeezed out, at this moment they can hardly even speak, they are a living beast, bloody devil!

In an instant, the bodies of the three old demons suddenly shook violently, and their faces, which were still slightly pale and weak, suddenly turned extremely red from their necks to their foreheads, as if the blood under their bodies was about to swell their heads, and the blood mist purple qi and blood element magic power around their bodies instantly converged towards them, and then they were sucked into their bodies by the three old demons in the air, as if they were going to fill their bodies and completely squeeze out their souls......

After Ling Xingnan saw the three old demons with such strange expressions, he knew that these three old demons were about to strike the most fatal blow......

Ling Xingnan immediately calmed down from the fierce battle of slaying the demon lord Mo Xinren, and after seeing the three old demons ready to strike, he only snorted heavily from his snort, and said, "Hmph, looking for death......"

In the next moment, Ling Xingnan hadn't made any move to the sword that was hanging in the air, and when his own momentum was surging, the sword that was hanging in the air seemed to be able to feel his killing intent, and it really shook violently, and rotated at a speed that was too fast to see clearly, and only a shadow of nothingness could be seen at the fastest speed of the spinner.

It's just that this void shadow is no longer a knife shadow, but a shadow of an oval sphere that can squeeze the space into a slight deformation.

Soon, the momentum of the three old demons' whole body magic skills really reached its peak, and each of their faces turned red and bloody, as if the blood and magic power true qi in their whole bodies had boiled to the extreme.

So as soon as they made a move, they gathered all the strength in their bodies in an attempt to inflict an explosive blow on Ling Xingnan, which was actually the usual trick of the Demon Sect Exercises that mainly damaged Qi and blood, Qi and Qi, and this was also the most desperate killing move of the Demon Sect master......

Once this kind of magic skill is displayed, the damage caused to the opponent is also quite large, but after this killing move, the results of the people who perform such magic skills will not be optimistic......

At this point, it was not the first time that Ling Xingnan had encountered it, as soon as he saw the signs of the three old demons urging the demonic skills with qi and blood, he had already seen the reason.

Just when the three old demons pounced on him after their bodies moved slightly, Ling Xingnan actually regarded the three old demons as grass men, no matter how fiercely they pounced on him, he waited motionlessly for the three of them to pounce.

Seeing that Ling Xing was so arrogant, the three old demons aroused their desperate hearts even more.