Han Zheng wanted to cry.

More than 20,000 yuan stones, that is the guarantee he used to improve his combat skills and improve his cultivation, and now it's okay, all of them have been devoured by the crimson broken knife!

"Huh, it's growing?"

was depressed, Han Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly found that the broken knife had grown out of the tip of the knife and turned into a three-foot-long crimson long knife, as thin as a cicada's wings, but extremely thick.

He checked the Yuan pattern on it, and it was still just a Yuan pattern, and there was not much change.

"I've never heard of a first-grade Yuan soldier who can devour Yuan Stone, this thing must be extraordinary. Han Zheng turned on the eighteen-fold spiritual power, checked it carefully, and vaguely felt that there was something hidden in this knife, but he couldn't see through it.

After studying for a long time and having no clue, Han Zheng simply put the knife into the knife case, strode towards the Lingyang Martial Academy.

"Teacher Luo is well-informed, it is better to ask her to help palm the eyes, and I don't know if she has come back. Han Zheng muttered as he walked, thinking that he hadn't seen Luo Weiyang before, he was a little worried in his heart, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

......

Luo Weiyang's cave house is behind a certain mountain in the Lingyang Martial Arts Academy, the scenery is beautiful, empty and deserted, and no one has ever come.

At this time, in the cave, Luo Weiyang was lying on his side, curled up, his face pale, covered in sweat, struggling on the ground.

Above her, a scroll of seals swirled, revealing eight doors of different colors, from which a terrifying attraction was unleashed, intending to pull him in.

Whenever one of the doors shot out a ray of light and fell on her, a purple lotus would appear in the center of her eyebrows, and the purple lotus would circulate, turning into a purple sword shadow in an instant, cutting off the light of the eight gates.

"Double cultivation of the Dharma Body! Unexpectedly, you actually found another way, and did not integrate the sword intent into the Dharma cultivation, but directly used the sword intent to quench the body and condense the Purple Lotus Sword Body! Moreover, your Purple Lotus Sword Body has reached the half-step God Transformation level!"

The middle-aged man, standing on top of the Eight Gate Seal Scrolls, stared at Luo Weiyang, his eyes showed greed, and said: "I don't dare to covet the little purple yang power that your extreme yin body bred, but if the power of your purple lotus sword body can be fused a little, I will be able to step into the realm of transforming gods!"

"It's okay, use the Eight Doors Seal this time, otherwise you will really run away. ”

"Hahaha, Luo Weiyang, you really surprised me. ”

The middle-aged man laughed wickedly, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and merged into the Eight Gates Seal, and suddenly, the eight portals entered Luo Weiyang's body together.

This time, Luo Weiyang couldn't move, and the whole person was like a sculpture.

"Mo Ji, the Jiuyang Demon Emperor regards me as a forbidden person, and you dare to fight my idea!?" Luo Weiyang couldn't resist, he could only threaten.

"Jie Ji, your Yuan Yin, I don't dare to touch it, whoever touches it will die! But, I happen to cultivate a special martial art, and I can also integrate with you and fuse the power of your Purple Lotus Sword Body!" Mo Ji smiled fiercely, ready to take action.

"Teacher Luo!"

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Han Zheng walked into the secret room, just in time to see eight light doors circulating, suppressing Luo Weiyang.

"Hurry up! Han Zheng, hurry up!" Luo Weiyang screamed.

"Hmm, you're so nervous, what does this person have to do with you?" Mo Ji's eyes rolled, and with one hand, the golden hand formed by the vitality grabbed Han Zheng's neck.

With a slight pull, Han Zheng was carried like a chicken.

"Let him go!" Luo Weiyang snapped.

"It's just a human forging body realm ant, I think it's a master. Mo Ji sneered, and was about to strangle Han Zheng to death.

"Ziyang!"

Seeing this, a purple lotus flower in Luo Weiyang's body broke out of the Eight Gate Seal, turned into a purple long sword, and slashed towards Mo Ji.

The golden barb on Mo Ji's back slammed out, colliding with the purple lotus sword light, entangled for a while, and then destroyed the purple lotus sword light.

"How can you!How can you!Luo Weiyang, for the sake of a mere human ant! You didn't hesitate to lose a trace of Ziyang's power!" Mo Ji was furious.

"Let him go!" Luo Weiyang said.

"Why, why, why!" As if he had been insulted, the elegance on his body disappeared, turning into a body covered with golden barbs, draped in golden armor, and his demonic power was monstrous!

"Luo Weiyang, you are an incomparably noble Purple Sun Demon Clan! You are still an incomparably holy Purple Lotus Demon Clan! You have two major demon bloodlines, why do you want to save the human race!!

"The Terrans are a lowly race! They are treacherous, cunning, greedy, selfish!"

"Why does Lord Jiuyang Demon Emperor value you so much, you don't care about it! Why did I pursue you so much back then, and you didn't care about it! But for the sake of a human race, you are even willing to give up the power of Ziyang!!"

Ink hysteria!

As a noble demon clan, he can't tolerate Luo Weiyang, who is also a noble demon clan, to be so good to the human race!

"You're wrong! I'm not the Purple Sun Demon Clan, even though I have the blood of the Purple Sun Demon Clan! I am the Purple Lotus Clan! Our Purple Lotus Clan has been killed by other Demon Clans! It's the Human Race that saved my life!"

"Of course, there are scum among the human race, but among the human race, there is peace, respect, and friendship...... Unlike the demons, there is killing everywhere, and there is ruthlessness everywhere...... I'm tired of living like that!"

Luo Weiyang said in a calm voice.

"You're a traitor!" Mo Ji said: "If it weren't for the Demon Emperor's desire for your Yin Pole and Yang Yuan Yin power, I would have been able to force and rape you now, and then destroy you, a traitor!"

"Hmph!" Luo Weiyang smiled disdainfully.

"You dare to compare the lowly human race with the great demon race!" Mo Ji shifted his gaze and landed on Han Zheng, and said, "You care so much about this lowly human ant, even at the cost of Ziyang's power, do you think it's worth it?"

"It's worth it!" said Luo Weiyang.

"Haha!! naïve! Ten Thousand Souls Continent, thousands of races, the most despicable is the human race!" Mo Ji sneered: "I will prove it to you! I will let you know how selfish lowly human beings are!"

Mo Ji threw down Han Zheng, took out a knife, handed it to Han Zheng, and said, "Go, gouge out one of her eyes, I'll spare your dog's life and let you go." ”

Mo Ji is very confident, many humans he has seen are afraid of death, and this one in front of him is no exception, he will definitely raise the butcher knife and attack Luo Weiyang in order to survive.

"Bang dang!"

Han Zheng directly put the knife still underground, and said coldly: "You kill me." ”

What the?!

Mo Ji was stunned.

"You're not afraid of death?!" Moji suppressed his anger.

"I'm afraid!" Han Zhengdao.

Han Zheng is so scared!

The Mo Ji in front of him and the terrifying eight light gates almost made his soul tremble, his legs were still weak now, and when he was close to Mo Ji, he felt that his breathing was smooth.

It's not easy, I crossed over, but my life was dominated by others, who is not afraid?

If he is allowed to kill other people, he will definitely not hesitate to do it, and in order to survive, he will kill innocents indiscriminately.

However, let her do it to Luo Weiyang, then he might as well die!