The Sword of Judgment and Destruction came to an end with the dissipation of the light.

The sword of destruction was dim at this time, but the arm holding the hilt of the sword never let go.

Fifteen strong men surrounded them from all directions, each with blood stains on their chests, their faces were unusually pale, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

Obviously, they were hit hard.

They stared at the Sword of Destruction, revealing a look of unwillingness.

Fifteen people made eye contact and nodded.

Lao Mu said: "Fortunately, it's just an arm, and I don't have enough wisdom to dominate, otherwise...... Alright, let's do it again!"

With the release of fifteen old men from overdraft, the verdict was repeated.

Without the control of the Spirit, the Sword of Destruction only floated silently, but sensing the ruling, instinctively greeted it again.

Boom again. The scene of the first encounter did not appear, but the Sword of Judgment blasted the Sword of Destruction into the endless black hole, and after a long time, there was another boom in the cave, which was enough to show how deep this hole was.

The ground shook violently again, and everything returned to calm.

Fifteen old men spurted out a mouthful of blood again almost at the same time, wounding and wounding.

The gray-robed man who was fighting with Lao Jiu was standing a hundred meters away, staring at the cave, as if he was looking for something.

On the cave wall opposite Mo Wuxie, the gray-robed man stood against the cave wall. His gray robe and hood fell off, revealing his appearance.

This person was skinny, as if the flesh on his face had been sucked dry by something, and his eyes were deep-set, but there was a cloudy light, as if he had lost himself.

Mo Wuxian saw the person opposite through the bloodstains on the body protection mask, and almost exclaimed.

The silhouette of the man in gray can be faintly seen to be curved pupils.

It was clear that Qu Hitomi had lost her nature by the Sword of Destruction and was controlled by it.

The pride of a generation ended up like this, and he sighed secretly in his heart, sad and pathetic!

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the sky came from under the cave, which seemed to be the sound of the arrow of the Xuan.

The howl was loud and piercing, making people's souls tremble, and it was obvious that this speed had surpassed the countless times of the Arrow of Separation.

Mo Wuxian was inside the light shield, his divine thoughts were already covered below, and that arm grabbed the Sword of Destruction and rushed up again.

He sighed for a while, concentrating such a strong lineup could not help this sword and arm, the gap between this is self-evident, if the Sword of Destruction is killed, no one will survive.

Also sensing this change, there were also fifteen people at the entrance of the cave, all of whom were once again facing the enemy, but their faces were like ashes.

The Sword of Destruction did not open the killing ring as imagined, nor did it fly out of the hole, but reached Mo Wuxian's height and suddenly stopped, and then flew towards the curved pupil with a snort.

Mo Wuxian's eyes widened, revealing a terrifying light.

I saw that the arm was like a demon's mouth, and it actually swallowed Qu Tong's arm, Qu Tong didn't frown in a gurgling sound, as if the pain no longer belonged to him.

And just like that, he changed an arm, which still held the Sword of Destruction.

At this time, Qu Tong's eyes suddenly bloomed with a bloody light, and after staring at Mo Wuxie, he took off into the air.

Outside, it was like fifteen people who were facing a great enemy, but they saw a bloody light rising into the sky, disappearing in an instant, it was too late to chase them, if they were in their heyday, it was possible to catch them, but now, it was impossible.

The other gray-robed man laughed again, tracing the direction of the red light and vanishing in an instant.

Since then, the source of evil that has been sealed by the Demon Sealing Array for a long time has broken through.

What will all this mean? In the minds of each of them, there is only one possibility, and that is destruction, and war is about to begin.

Mo Wuxie's heart couldn't be calmed down for a long time, and the scene of devouring his arm was vivid, which was no longer a category he could understand.

Suddenly, he felt a wave of fear, a squeak, and a crack in his shield eroded by the wriggling blood, and then the air shield collapsed, and red lightning rushed at him.

Naturally, this blood light could not be touched by him, so he immediately escaped into the tomb of the gods.

Inside the Divine Tomb, Mo Wuxian did not feel as comfortable as he imagined, but let out a scream of pain.

The moment he teleported, the drop of blood had already touched his chest, and immediately drilled into his body.

At this time, there was a sharp pain in his chest, which seemed to be burning and tearing, and this pain made people of his will show signs of collapse, and his consciousness seemed to be hallucinating.

He rolled in the tomb, looking helpless.

His body continued to spasm and agitate, and in an instant, he swelled, and his whole person looked bloated, and his gorgeous clothes were torn in an instant, flying in the tomb of the gods.

In his chest, a red light wave spread rapidly, just the size of a fist in an instant, and it was still spreading rapidly, like a plague.

This pain comes not only from the body, but also from the terrifying destructive power.

He was sweating profusely, rolled around for a while, calmed down, and sat cross-legged.

Force yourself to be sober and keep a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform. He knew that if he didn't find a way to expel this blood, he would have indelible damage to himself. His mind sank into his body, and he immediately saw the drop of blood.

The blood wriggled like organic matter, wriggling in his chest, desperately burrowing into his veins.

However, his blood vessels were extremely strong, and as soon as a gap was drilled, the blood vessels healed instantly.

The Immortal Divine Body is not a joke, as long as he is not blown into powder in an instant, it will be difficult for him to die, at this time, the power of the Immortal Divine Body is being verified, and whether it can resist the destructive power of this drop of blood.

If it weren't for his carelessness and retreating into the Divine Tomb earlier, nothing would have happened, and at this time, it was too late, and he underestimated the speed of the demon's blood and its ability.

One misstep turned into a thousand years of hatred, and now it can only be seen by his creation.

This drop of demon blood is extremely powerful, Mo Wuxie's divine thoughts can't hold it at all, and there is an immortal will in it, his divine thoughts are against this will, this will can always be as easy as a loach, and it is always impossible to grasp it.

Only when the divine mind wrapped this drop of demonic blood could he have a chance to expel it from his body, and at this time, he seemed very helpless.

If it weren't for the Immortal Divine Body, probably, he would have traveled thousands of times again.

All the time, the demonic blood emitted a dangerous signal into his divine thoughts, and this signal was hatred, killing, fear......

Obviously, the demon blood wants to demonize Mo Wuxi, so that he listens to his command like a curved pupil. This mental invasion alone is so terrifying, so once it invades the blood vessels and enters the heart along the blood vessels, then Mo Wuxian will have no choice, either to die or not to be controlled by it.

He knows very well what is at stake, no matter what the pain, he can't faint at this time, let alone psychedelic.

He was as solid as a rock, and that illusion was dispelled, and he was able to withstand all kinds of invasions.

Life is endless, and at this time, it has been best verified in him, such a destructive power as demon blood cannot make its blood vessels burst, nor can it go deep again, and the huge vitality traps the demon blood. I can't get in, and I can't go back.