A dazzling sword light flashed in the Demon Cultivator's eyes, and then he saw a headless body rushing towards the black-clothed young man in the air, and the young man pointed a sword at the headless place.

Isn't that my body?'s last thought flashed through Demon Xiu's mind, and he was in darkness.

At this time, Mo Xiaobai seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, his eyes were closed, the aura behind him was surging, and the kind sword cultivation figure that had appeared when he was in the martial arts with Jing Jin appeared again.

One black and one white, one small and one large, the old man with kind eyebrows seemed to be conscious, his eyes were clear, looking at the demon cultivators present, the sword around him was fierce, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed, like a phantom, rippling in the air.

Mo Xiaobai held the sword and stabbed at the demon cultivator who was pressing and beating Yan Ruhua, and there was no return of the sword, as if he was going to die with the demon cultivator, which made the demon cultivator retreat helplessly, and let Yan Ruhua breathe a sigh of relief.

What kind of little monster is this!Demon Cultivator looked at the figure of Sword Cultivation behind Mo Xiaobai and thought, with such a fierce aura, he had only seen it in those peerless powerhouses in the Demon Yuan Palace.

In the woods, a strong wind blew, and a huge picture scroll appeared from the sky, Yan Ruhua stood behind Mo Xiaobai with a pen, the brush in his hand moved lightly, and a map of the ancient Xuanxiu war general jumped on the paper.

The scroll turned into a little bit of Xuanguang into the Xuanxiu generals in the picture, and a drop of scarlet blood with a faint golden light condensed from Yan Ru's fingers and sprinkled into the painting.

The light dissipated, and a warrior riding a jet-black spirit horse appeared in the air.

"The evil demon is crooked! Everyone will punish him!" The war general seemed to be conscious, with a violent aura, his legs were clamped, and the long knife in his hand slashed out a huge sword towards the demon cultivator.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaobai held Yan Ruhua, who was suddenly weakened behind him, leaned against the tree, tapped his toes, and quickly approached the demon cultivator.

A sword flashed into the air, and the phantom of the old man of the sword cultivator behind him slashed out a sword, and the two sword lights went straight towards the demon cultivator, making it impossible to avoid the incomparable sword in the air.

Seeing this, the other demon cultivator decisively gave up the Yin Qin and Zhang Xianyue in front of him, and appeared next to the demon cultivator, a small umbrella appeared in his hand, the blood and qi were wrapped around the umbrella, and the heads of countless babies came out of the blood, which was very terrifying and weird.

"Go. The umbrella-holding demon cultivator snorted lightly, and gently sent the umbrella, and the blood umbrella suddenly swelled, enveloping the two of them.

The sword and sword light were in unison, and they were about to slash on the umbrella that seemed to be defensive, and a young figure suddenly appeared above the blood umbrella, it was Li Xuan.

A huge stone tablet was held in Li Xuan's hands and smashed towards the blood umbrella.

With a loud bang, the baby-like blood on the blood umbrella roared suddenly, but it was smashed into the umbrella by the Zhenxian Monument, and the blood umbrella was smashed into the air like an ordinary umbrella.

One of the demon cultivators looked at the stone tablet in amazement, watching his third-order mystic weapon being smashed to pieces, and his heart twitched.

The Demon Dao Blood Umbrella that was sacrificed by the Infant of the Nine Thousand Full Moon was smashed like this, and there was no power to resist, how could this be possible!The Demon Cultivator roared in disbelief in his heart.

The Zhenxian Monument was castrated and smashed down on the head of one of the demon cultivators, and in an instant, its disclosure was smashed, and a blood-colored spirit rushed out of its body, and a bloody qi was permeated, and it was swallowed up wrapped in a blood umbrella.

A stream of blood qi suddenly shot towards Li Xuan, Li Xuan subconsciously blocked the Zhenxian Monument in front of him, and the blood qi was extremely viscous and stained the Zhenxian Monument, causing the glittering white light on the Zhenxian Monument to disappear instantly.

"Little master, the Zhenxian Monument is defiled!" Xiao Ling'er exclaimed in Li Xuan's heart.

After the blood-colored Xuanling released his blood qi, he immediately turned into a blood-colored rainbow and flew towards the sky, but at this time, no one could stop him from leaving.

"No!" the two sword lights arrived, turning the other into ashes.

At this time, the Xuan power in Mo Xiaobai's body had been overdrawn to the limit, and the figure of the old sword cultivator behind him disappeared, and he couldn't help but languid to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Mo Xiaobai slumped weakly on the ground, looking at the demon cultivator holding the cursed stone slab, with a murderous face, and then at the sound of the piano who was entangled by another demon cultivator, his heart was a little desperate.

A fragrant breeze blew, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Mo Xiaobai, Zhang Xianyue smiled at Mo Xiaobai, with a decisive look on her face.

"You go away. Mo Xiaobai watched more than a dozen ghosts coming towards this side, his face changed, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Zhang Xianyue bit the tip of her tongue and forced out the essence blood in her body, and the Void Xuanhai in her body surged wildly, and a Xuan Bone engraved with runes emitted ten thousand rays of light.

Zhang Xianyue's pale face stimulated all her talismans, and all the talismans in her arms flew out.

Thousands of Xuan Runes surrounded her body, as if the power of the Xuan Dao was powerful, and the aura on her body skyrocketed, and the aura of the Xuan Void Realm appeared on her body.

A trace of silver appeared in Zhang Xianyue's jet-black hair, and Mo Xiaobai's pupils contracted suddenly, burning Shouyuan.

"Senior Brother Mo, when I defeat you, will you marry me?" The elf girl with jet-black hair stood slim, standing in front of Mo Xiaobai with a flushed face, and asked Mo Xiaobai nervously holding her hands.

Brilliant fireworks shone in the sky, reflecting on the girl's face, making the girl's face appear redder.

Listening to the girl's unique confession, Mo Xiaobai, who had never had too many expressions to anyone, was full of consternation.

The girl in her memory coincided with the figure in front of her, and a clear voice came.

"Senior Brother Mo, I'm better than you, marry, marry me?" Zhang Xianyue turned her head slightly, looked at Mo Xiaobai, and said with tears in her eyes, and the aura around her body quickly soared to the Void Dan Realm,

Mo Xiaobai watched the wrinkles appear on Zhang Xianyue's face, her hair quickly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she said weakly: "Don't, don't do this." ”

More than a dozen ghosts rushed towards Zhang Xianyue, and the last decision flashed on Zhang Xianyue's old face.

"Senior brother, don't forget me, my sister really likes you, I like you so much. ”

A decisive word came, and Mo Xiaobai watched Zhang Xianyue rush towards the dozen or so ghosts.

"Ho ho! Hmm!" Mo Xiaobai struggled, touched the short sword with his right hand, but found that his body had no strength at all, and the light short sword in the past was like the weight of a thousand mountains at this time, and he couldn't move a single bit.

Why, why am I so weak!ah!ah! Mo Xiaobai's eyes were wide, his eyes were red, his face was extremely hideous, and a drop of blood and tears flowed, looking at the beautiful and light figure in the more than a dozen ghosts.

One after another, the Xuan Fu burst towards the ghost, shooting directly into the ghost's body, the Xuan power surged, and the Xuan Fu burst, dissipating more than a dozen ghost spirits into a stream of aura and resentment.

"Little doll, look at how many Xuan Fu you have, or how many ghosts I have!" the demon cultivator who held the stone slab laughed loudly, urging hundreds of ghosts to rush out of the stone slab.

"Senior sister, I'm here to help you!" Li Xuan ran over and saw Zhang Xianyue's drooping old face, and felt sad in his heart.

Seeing Li Xuan coming, Demon Xiu's complexion changed, in the eyes of Demon Xiu, Li Xuan was not terrible, but the stone tablet in his hand was extremely terrifying.

Just now, he could see it clearly, and the stone tablet directly smashed the heads of his fellow sects in the Xuandan Realm.

As soon as he thought of this, the mysterious power in the demon cultivator's body surged wildly, and thousands of ghosts rushed out of the stone slab.

Li Xuan's face changed slightly, and he wanted to rush forward with the Zhenxian Monument.

"Senior brother, no need, go help Senior Brother Yinqin. Zhang Xianyue took one last look at Mo Xiaobai, who was staring at her, and said, with one hand of Xuanli, she pushed Li Xuan towards Yinqin.

The rune bone burned, and the mysterious power in Zhang Xianyue's body suddenly skyrocketed, and a trace of Dao rhyme belonging to her own Dao rhyme appeared.

"Seeing the nature of the heart is for Xuandan. Zhang Xianyue muttered to herself, and the thousands of Xuanfu on Zhou's body rioted and swept towards the demon cultivator.

When thousands of ghost talismans passed through the ghosts, they suddenly burst, and one after another wonderful rhythms restrained the bursting talismans, and thousands of ghost spirits were almost wiped out under this rhythm.

A huge character appeared in the air, like a huge net, towards the Demon Cultivator.

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