Whining......

The terrible yin wind was howling, the iron lock hammer flashed with a cold cold light, the light was as brilliant and dazzling as cold lightning, and the bloody mouth conjured up by the iron hammer swallowed it viciously towards Li Yang below.

Li Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, from the back of the demon knife, he saw the hideous head conjured up by the chain hammer, and the corners of his mouth slightly outlined a trace of arc, when the bloody mouth of the chain hammer was about to devour him, he suddenly moved, and his figure suddenly moved forward, and then his body rose into the air, spinning a knife that was raised and slashed down viciously.

Bite......

With a soft sound, the chain hammer made a clear sound, and the impact of Li Yang's strength continued to retreat like the rear, and the harsh metal impact sound of "...... lala" was endless, and the chain "ding-dong-dong......" was endless, like the sound of wind chimes as crisp but not as melodious as it.

"Jie Ji ......"

In the black mist, the floating oil lamp, the light was cold from the flame in the lamp, a strange sneer, creepy sounded, the light in the oil lamp lingered, and a ghost hand poked out from the flame, and the ghost hand was wrapped around a cluster of green flames, grabbing Li Yang's back.

"Hey...... What a child-mother weapon! What a heart-born soul! If my guess is correct, you are ready to split your body into two, twin cultivators, right?!...... Instrument cultivator, when the instrument spirit reaches the perfection is the extreme realm, you need to get rid of the demon, but the horn of the sky is weird and there is no demon! So you divide the son and the mother, just like the cultivator's condensed instrument marks, and when the spirit of the child and mother and the mother both reach the peak, the child and the mother are fused and born together, and the demon is transformed in an alternative way, not to mention anything else, just say that your wisdom is much higher than many weapons, but so what? A weapon is a weapon after all, if you talk about wisdom, how can it be compared with people?!"

A cold glint flashed in Li Yang's eyes, he sneered, his face looked a little playful, the quaint demon knife in his hand trembled slightly, his face was hideous, his black hair was windless, and he yelled hysterically: "I don't care how smart you are! I care if you are a child or a mother! I care how you turn into a demon! Demon knife, don't you love to swallow it? Then give Lao Tzu a knife and swallow it!"

Buzzing......

The scimitar in Li Yang's hand trembled, and the fine marks on the back of the knife were intertwined like the blood veins flowing in the human body, and the demon knife seemed to be somewhat resistant to devouring this evil weapon, and he was reluctant to move, but Li Yang didn't care, and the mysterious qi all over his body poured into the body of the demon knife, and he was very persistent, even if he was forced, he wanted it to devour the evil weapon in front of him.

"I don't care if you're like a spirit, or if you're like a demon, you have to swallow it for me, or you won't have to follow me anymore. Under Li Yang's deliberate threat, the light of the demon knife in his hand flickered and finally chose to give in, the simple word "demon" on the handle of the knife flickered continuously, and a dark black hole appeared on the demon knife, the black hole seemed to be connected to the netherworld, and the demonic energy in it was rolling, and a terrifying devouring force emanated from it and swept in all directions.

The ghost hand, when it was about to reach Li Yang's body, was swallowed up by the black hole, and the floating lamp let out a frightened chirp, only to see the originally blazing lamp, after the ghost hand was swallowed, the flame slowly weakened.

In the black mist, a floating lamp was first locked by the demon knife, and the flame in the lamp swayed and it let out a frightened cry, as if realizing the danger he was in, and he was full of brilliance, and he turned into a green light and disappeared in mid-air, a ripple fluctuation in the black mist, and a demon lamp appeared above the chain hammer, a lamp, a device, a yin and an evil, at first glance, they were intertwined with each other to complement each other.

After the combination of the child and the mother, the black fog around him suddenly rose even more, and in the black mist, a terrible cry was as cold as a demon, and the green-faced fangs and fierce roaring demons in the black fog rushed towards him.

Li Yang was majestic, not caring at all about the approach of those evil ghosts, he stared at the lamp and device in front of him like lightning, and the demon knife in his hand evolved into a chain of dead souls, and the chains drilled out of the knife, densely packed with thousands of hundreds, lingering and entangled with each other and firmly binding the lamp and device, the terrifying devouring power of the demon knife was completely revealed, and the thousand soul chains were hideous for a while.

"Hmm......"

A low dull sound, and a frightened sound of fear, came out from the body of the lamp and the mother, and those dark soul chains were like pumping pipes, extracting the body of the lamp and the lamp little by little, and after a while, the color of the lamp and the lamp dimmed a lot, wilting like a drooping dog's tail grass.

Around Li Yang's body, those hideous evil ghosts were about to pounce on him, and suddenly those fierce ghosts let out a scream of pain one by one, and they disappeared in a snap of their fingers, and the surrounding black fog also faded little by little, as for the lamp and device, it had completely melted.

The scimitar in Li Yang's hand slowly returned to normal, the flowing blood on the knife body also cooled down, and the blade was lonely and cold like the snow in the desert north, Li Yang looked at it and found that there was still a weapon pattern on the scimitar, and after absorbing the ghost fire and the resentment weapon, this knife did not have any evolution.

"Could it be that the grievance weapon is useless against this demon knife, so it refuses to devour it?"

Li Yang stroked his white chin, remembering the thought that came from the sword of the demon knife when he devoured it, and muttered thoughtfully.

The young disciple of Yunze Mountain Villa on the other side, seeing Li Yang's deranged clone, circled for a while, and was smashed by the violent tiger that actually slapped him, and couldn't help but be startled, and his face became anxious when he looked at the hazy black mist next to him.

"Damn, so he is sitting and waiting for death, it's better to fight with this bastard, the master has been cowardly for so many years, and he should be brave before he dies......! In addition to the strength is better than our young owner, huh...... No, it seems that our young master has also reached the realm of imperial qi!

Thinking of the scene where the young man kicked Li Youqiu out in the Guanhai Garden that night, Li Congcong couldn't help but shudder, as if he didn't expect that the young farmer they looked like would be so terrible to start a fire, especially thinking that he had secretly said bad things about their young farmer many times, he couldn't help but feel weak, and he was always worried that their young farmer would take revenge on him after he came back, but it seemed that now he couldn't even wait for that day, because his life was coming to an end.

He worked hard to fight, and finally was slapped out by the slave, and when he saw that the slave was about to swallow him in one bite, suddenly something strange happened, the original fierce slave inexplicably became weak, and the black gas on its body dissipated in an instant, and its originally majestic body slowly became shriveled, until finally its huge body turned into a dry old corpse.

"Alright, it's time to go......"

When Li Congcong was puzzled, a slightly lazy voice rang in his ears, this voice seemed to make him feel a little familiar, as if he remembered something, Li Congcong raised his brows a little suspiciously, and saw that the dense black fog had dissipated at some point, and at this time, in the center of the black fog, the young man who had just been swallowed by the black fog, holding a glamorous blood-red scimitar, was looking at him with a smile.

"What's going on?"

Li Congcong pointed to the tool slave on the ground that suddenly turned into a dried corpse, and asked in surprise. Then he seemed to have guessed something, his eyes subconsciously searched around the young man, his pupils began to shrink suddenly, "g......runt", he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, looked at the young man's smiling face at the moment with a slight stammer, and said in a daze: "You killed that evil weapon?"

"Hmm...... In addition to the possibility that its master died, do you think there is any other possibility that this enslaved mountain tiger will suddenly turn into a dried corpse?" Li Yang pointed to the tiger on the ground that had already decayed at this moment, leaving only a skeleton and a fishy smell, the light in his eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a chuckle.

"Impossible! How did you kill it?! This device has turned into a demon, and there are many resentments, resentments, and obsessions, and the body is like a mass of heaven and earth, and it is impossible to die!"

Li Congcong seemed to be a little unable to believe what he saw in front of him, only looked at the young man dryly, like a curious baby, pitifully waiting for the young man's answer, he was still feeling that the young man's self-confidence came from his intelligence, and now he felt like he had been slapped hard and his cheeks hurt.

This young man of his age was not only as wise as a demon, but also amazing in terms of strength! He was a little curious about why he had never heard of his reputation in the Vermilion Bird Country with such a swordsman who was both civil and military?

"If you want to kill, kill it, where is there so much why? Less nonsense, if you don't want to die, follow me, I have other people to save, and I don't have time to talk to you." The smile on Li Yang's face disappeared suddenly, his eyes swept across the yellow sand, the blood surged even more, and a few traces of coldness were revealed between his eyebrows.

"Really, if you don't say it, don't you say it, why are you so fierce. “

Li Congcong was taken aback by the young man's suddenly changing complexion, looked at the figure of the young man leaving without saying a word, curled his mouth a little aggrieved, waved his sleeves and patted the dust on his buttocks, drooped his little head, and followed the young man like an inch.

He was not stupid After seeing the young man's methods, he clearly realized that at this moment, in this embattled yellow sand, perhaps only by staying by the young man's side would he have a chance to survive, which was an intuition, and this intuition was more violent for Li Congcong than before.