Zuo Wuxiang's expression remained unchanged, still the same bewitching and evil smile, and the two eyebrows stood like a sword, making him look inexplicably fierce, and his expression was indifferent and arrogant, as if he didn't take what this person said to heart at all.

However, the words that came out of his mouth made everyone stunned:

"Gouge out your own eyes, and I can spare your lives. ”

He said it lightly, and his expression seemed to be just saying a trivial matter, as casual as eating and sleeping.

The cultivators of the Origin Demon Sect who surrounded him were all stunned, and then as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world, they all covered their stomachs and laughed desperately, and tears of laughter flowed out.

"Haha...... This...... It's the funniest joke I've ever heard?"

"Who do you think you are, do you think you are an existence like our senior brother Sun Mo?"

"Funny me, this kid, isn't he crazy?"

The leaders of the Origin Demon Sect laughed and glanced at Zuo Wuxiang with pity, but there was a glint of jealousy in his eyes.

This kid has a good skin, and before killing him, he must scratch his face first. He thought to himself.

"Huh...... It seems that in this desolate world, there is really no one who knows my Zuo Wuxiang......"

Zuo Wuxiang sighed softly, handsome to the point that his bewitching face revealed a cold killing intent, and the two black holes in his eyes rotated faster and faster, and the whites of his eyes were long gone, leaving only a dark darkness as deep as a netherworld, as if he wanted to devour everything.

Immediately, his figure moved, as fast as lightning.

None of the cultivators around him could see his movements, he swept around like the wind, and then returned to the same place.

His hands were dripping with blood, and there were more than a dozen eyes.

Bloodstained eyes!

And those disciples of the First Demon Sect, their pupils were empty for a while, their eyelids rolled up unnaturally, and blood flowed out.

It was only then that a terrible scream was heard.

"Ahh

"My eyes!"

This cry is heartbreaking, like mourning.

They howled frantically, crouched on the ground, covered their eyes, and blood flowed from their fingers.

Zuo Wuxiang's face was calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Shhh

All the onlookers around suddenly gasped, and couldn't help but subconsciously retreat a few steps back.

The body in the desolate world is reshaped by the real world, and it is no different from the real body, and even the six senses are more keen, and the pain of being gouged out of the eyes of life is indescribable.

Just by looking at these disciples of the First Demon Sect, they all felt that their eyes ached faintly.

They have seen a lot of cultivators who kill people without blinking, and Sun Mo is the best among them, if they don't agree with each other, they will cut them with a knife, but it is rare to see a cultivator as ruthless as the cultivator in front of them.

At this time, they suddenly felt that the handsome and bewitching face, the evil and unruly face, was a little more cold.

And it seems that it was not until this time that a thought arose in everyone's mind: "At this time, you dare not hide your identity as the Xuanhuang Sword Sect and enter the ancient world alone, isn't it here to find Sun Mo?"

Looking at Zuo Wuxiang again, no one dares to take it lightly.

All the female cultivators who were watching couldn't help but flush a little on their faces, their eyes were misty, and they thought in their hearts how to talk to them.

Especially the half-exposed Desire Immortal Pavilion disciple with his chest, everyone's face was almost undisguised desire, naked-naked, hot and intense, and his breathing began to become heavy, ignoring the bloody eyes that Zuo Wuxiang still held in his hand.

Zuo Wuxiang casually threw away the eyes in his hand, slowly wiped the blood on his hands bit by bit, and then said slowly: "I gave you a chance, but you don't grasp it, since this is the case, then suffer for a while, and then die." ”

He said it lightly, but the hearts of the onlookers couldn't help but feel a chill, and they couldn't help but have a sense of fear in their eyes when they looked at him.

He glanced lightly at the surrounding cultivators, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a mocking smile, his lips spit lightly, and his voice became more and more cold: "A group of waste, I, Xuanhuang Sword Sect, how can any Xiaoxiao be bullied?"

No one speaks, because no one dares to speak easily.

This is obviously a man with a strong head, his strength is terrifying, whether he can compete with the young demon Venerable Sun Demon They don't know, but they know that it is too easy for this person to kill himself.

Moreover, in this desolate world, there is no order at all, everything depends on strength, even if you are killed, there is no way.

No one squeaked, all was silent.

Only the disciples of the First Demon Sect who had their eyes gouged out were howling wildly, spreading far away, and they were terrible.

Zuo Wuxiang walked forward slowly, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he stepped on it, but it happened to step on the arm of the disciple of the leader of the First Demon Sect.

"Click!"

This man's arm was easily trampled short and crushed by him.

"Ahh

Suddenly, an even more terrible howl sounded, but it only lasted for a moment, and the voice was hoarse and whimpering, like the cry of a crow on a cold night.

And Zuo Wuxiang is still moving forward as if nothing happened, his face is still the same evil look, only the black hole in his eyes, spinning faster and faster, devouring everything.

All the onlookers couldn't help but feel a chill down their backs.

This person is really ruthless!

"A quarter of an hour, you only need a quarter of an hour. ”

"I don't care what method you use, if you can't contact Sun Mo within a quarter of an hour, and Sun Mo doesn't come here, then you can die. ”

"I'm actually very impatient. ”

Zuo Wuxiang stopped, turned around slowly, and said with a chuckle.

There was not the slightest smoke in his voice, but the blind disciple of the First Demon Sect couldn't help but shudder, only feeling that this person was like a demon.

The leader of the First Demon Sect disciple, the arm that was not injured, trembled and took out a ball-like thing from his arms, pressed it suddenly, and immediately, the ball rose into the air, and then exploded, blooming with all kinds of fireworks.

"Senior Brother Sun Demon is in this rebirth realm area, you damn little white face, you are dead, you are dead!"

This disciple of the First Demon Sect, after releasing the ball-like thing, got the courage out of nowhere, and suddenly screamed, like a madman, his pupils were empty, only blood remained, his face was pale, he became hideous and twisted from pain, his throat was hoarse, and his shape was terrifying.

Zuo Wuxiang glanced at them with pity, and his expression inexplicably turned into a treasure **, as if he was a righteous person, looking at the suffering people, his face was unbearable.

But his hands, at this moment, waved violently.

Inexplicably, in this sky, there seemed to be a blood light flowing through, and the bodies of several disciples of the First Demon Sect who were lying on the ground wailing suddenly and inexplicably exploded.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“......”

Blood is flying, white bones are cold, the skull is bursting, ** overflowing, the scene is thrilling, and it makes people frightened.

This image dissipated in an instant.

The bodies of all of them turned into a streamer and disappeared into the desolate ancient world, and there was no longer the breath of life.

No one noticed that at the moment they disappeared, there were wisps of mysterious and abnormal aura, which were swallowed by Zuo Wuxiang.

There is no self, no heaven and no earth, no color and no taste, no love, hate, separation, farewell, no greed, thoughts, hatred, and ignorance......

No phase reincarnation!

Devour everything, refine everything, and finally achieve the Phaseless Divine Venerable!

The Wuxiang inheritance, which has been hidden by Zuo Wuxiang for a long time, appeared in front of the eyes of the world for the first time.

He didn't know if Xiao Yu would reveal it to others, he didn't want to guess and didn't want to guess.

He believes that there is no impermeable wall in the world, and since Xiao Yu already knows that when Xiao Yu said it, the fence was also present, then there is no need to hide this matter, and it will not play a strange role.

The Xuanhuang Sword Sect did not prohibit the disciples of the sect from practicing other inheritances, but all the cultivators of the Xuanhuang Sword Sect believed that the Xuanhuang Sword Sect's own inheritance was perfect, at least, they could cultivate all the way to the Earth Immortal Realm and become a true immortal.

The inheritance is complete, and the cultivation experience of the predecessors is passed on, if you can get the cultivation inheritance, who will give it up?

If you are not qualified to teach, even if you go to cultivate other ancient inheritances, what can you do?

There are many caves of the ancient immortal sects, and there are countless inheritances, just like the vast smoke waves, the sand and gravel of the Hanhai Sea, most of which have been cut off and annihilated in the long river of history, but there are always some that have been handed down to this day and are accidentally obtained by the lucky ones.

"I, Zuo Wuxiang, how can I be threatened by you?"

There was a smile on his bewitching face.

The smile was cold and cruel.

At this moment, a figure came from the end of the long street.

Purple hair dances wildly, and the magic flames are monstrous!