Chapter 441: Turning the Land into a Prison

If it is placed on an ordinary person, being beaten like thunder and lightning, I am afraid that it will be wiped out in ashes without a breath.

In the face of such a thunderbolt raging, the cracks on Bai Yan's body continued to spread again, with extremely unbearable pain, holding on to the enchantment in front of him.

Awakening his consciousness and giving himself the cultivation of the sky, Bai Yan really didn't understand what the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Beast had in mind. It didn't like the cultivation on its body that seemed to be rewarded by the demonic beast, but in order to protect Shen Mo Li'an, it still chose to sacrifice it without hesitation, which seemed to devour its own cultivation all the time, in order to build an enchantment.

If Bai Yan was made to wait too long, Shen Moli himself would not be able to grasp what the outcome would be for Bai Yan.

Those who live in the world in the future and do not see the beauty of the world will naturally not be nostalgic for the world. Bai Yan was originally just a group of demonic qi, and he naturally couldn't feel the beauty of the world without consciousness, so he wouldn't be in pain in these emotional bonds.

However, when consciousness is born, it is difficult for Bai Yan to give up all kinds of things in the world.

In that cone-hearted backlash pain, it quietly looked at Shen Moli who was dancing with a sword in white, and the only thing he could do for Shen Moli was to grit his teeth and hold on to that enchantment.

The still air was forced by the sword strength of both sides, turning into a fierce wind that could cut human flesh and blood, constantly blowing towards the surrounding Sand people.

Shen Moli dodged lightly in the sword light, and his graceful posture towards the enemy looked like a dancing girl in the palace at a glance, with an extremely beautiful posture, and there was no lack of fortitude and murder in the softness.

And under Shen Moli's wonderful swordsmanship, the hostility between the two has obviously changed greatly. Shen Moli gradually turned to attack in the flying sword light, and Xiang An defended everywhere in amazement.

The two situations of being inferior because of the proximity of cultivation were almost broken at this moment.

In Su Ri, Shen Moli was absolutely reluctant to use this strange swordsmanship, not because the swordsmanship was not good, but because the fierce aura hidden in the swordsmanship was too heavy, and the blood in her body would gradually decrease between the drops, and she would not be able to control the existence for a long time.

However, the current situation was tense, so Shen Moli had to use the sword technique.

Shen Mo Li Shang remembered that when he first used this sword technique, countless sword shadows were intertwined into the sound of a copper drum, shattering the opponent's mind in an instant, causing the opponent's breath to be disordered and impetuous, and he died instantly under the bursting of all the blood veins in his body.

The Puchen Sword was made of the most unique material of the Star Clan, and the blade was sparsely shiny, but it made people shudder to see. Its sword pierced through the thunder and lightning, and its power increased by a hundredfold. Under the hostility of such a long sword, Xiang An soon felt that it was extremely difficult to resist.

He was panting in the countless sword shadows, and even more gloomily found that Shen Moli had a chance to kill him with a few blows, but they all stopped before the sword blade pointed directly at his lifeline.

Xiang'an and Shen Moli don't have a deep friendship, but they are one of the few people that Shen Moli trusts in the Sand Clan.

Under the hostility with Xiang'an, although Shen Moli wanted to knock out the unknown person hiding in Xiang'an's body with one blow, he was also afraid that he would be careless and let Xiang'an lose his life.

"What's the matter?, reluctant to let him go?" Seeing the slight hesitation in Shen Moli's sharp swordsmanship, Xiang An asked with a wicked smile.

"Your target is me, why don't you let him go?" Even though he didn't know who was hiding in Xiang'an's body, in the hostility with Xiang'an, Shen Moli could already faintly guess the other party's purpose.

Although Xiang'an's swordsmanship is ruthless, he is attacking at the vital point where he is not enough to be killed. From this point of view, Shen Moli was enough to determine that the person who hid in Xiang'an's body and manipulated Xiang'an Zhihai was definitely not thinking of taking her life.

This question made Xiang An laugh: "The Warcraft Contractor is really smart, why don't you let him go and borrow him into your body?"

Gu Feng didn't plan to bother with Shen Moli, and directly used Xiang'an's consciousness to inform Shen Moli of his purpose.

He didn't believe it, Shen Moli could really respond to his words.

It was only this time that unlike Gu Feng's conjecture, Shen Moli suddenly stopped the shadowless sword move in his hand, stood on the spot and said coldly: "Okay, as you wish." ”

The unexpected action made Xiang An stunned for a moment, and instantly put the sword on Shen Moli's neck and said, "Do you really want me to control your consciousness?"

People in the world have a lot of temperaments, but it was the first time he saw someone who voluntarily let himself be controlled by him, so he couldn't help but ask more.

If it weren't for the hostile camp, Gu Feng would have thought Shen Moli was very interesting, and he might be able to be a friend for a day or two before practicing the technique of seizing cultivation.

Since the Demon Ancestor even calculates him, Gu Feng hopes to have a much stronger cultivation than before, so that the Demon Ancestor can't touch him. At that time, he will have the ability to be proud of the peak position of the Demon Dao and protect the people he loves.

The vision of the divine soul flickered back and forth, and it actually shuttled through many thunderbolts and transmitted them to a deserted black hole thousands of miles away.

There were countless long candles swaying violently in the wind in the cave, and a beautiful man was sitting on countless frosts.

The man is dressed in ascetic black clothes, and his eyebrows and eyes look like a mountain dai with strong ink at first glance, with an infinite sense of calmness. His lips are like vermilion, his smile is charming, and he has a unique look at people.

The giant beast, which had been covered in gray and black, stood beside the man, and when he saw the rare smile on the corner of the man's lips, he couldn't help asking, "Are you manipulating the divine soul to plunder the cultivation there?" ”

This is the hiding place of Gu Feng's master, for more than 10,000 years, even if the original divine soul disappeared due to the death of the demon ancestor, the owner has always been in this candlelit cave, and the four seasons have not stepped into the outside world.

It's just that I can't figure it out with the Demon Ancestor and others, among Gu Feng's three souls and six spirits, the divine soul is the most powerful, and the other souls have really made a lot of progress under Gu Feng's practice thousands of times more attentive than others.

Born as a demon, Gu Feng is not a pure demon bloodline.

His ancestors are the fusion of alien races and demons, which also makes him have the bloodline of the alien mutation, not only will not devour himself, but also has the unique ability of one soul and three souls together.

At the beginning, the Demon Ancestor took a fancy to him, so he chose Gu Feng as his pawn.

It's just that Gu Feng gradually realized the importance of this master in countless experiences of killing and being killed.

So, at night when even the Demon Ancestor didn't know, he personally let his own master hide in this narrow cave, and let the divine soul wander all over the five clans to seize the cultivation.

Over the years, he didn't want to leave this cave and find someone he loved to spend the rest of his life with.

However, after following the Demon Ancestor, the sins in his hands were superimposed and magnified one by one, so that he no longer dared to let the master move around at will, and was accidentally wiped out.

Although no one detained him, Gu Feng's own master had been hiding for many years, but he also lived out the feeling of prison, which made him even more eager to obtain higher cultivation under this restraint.

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