The underworld was silent, and there was no sound except for the bubbling source of spiritual fluid. The child smiled evilly and sat quietly in the middle of the altar, as if he had lost his breath of life.

"Boy, have we seen that little brat?" The big yellow dog calmed down and stared at the child, feeling extremely uneasy.

"That child is the child we met when we first came to Sanqing Dao Village, and at that time, we didn't pay much attention to him."

Yuan Fan frowned slightly, he always felt that the child was very dangerous, he wanted to collect some spirit stones and spiritual liquid and left quickly.

"That little kid is a little not simple, this king feels a strong sense of oppression in him, it's better to get out of here early."

The big yellow dog was no longer excited, but vigilant, and discussed with Yuan Fan in a low voice for a moment, and the man and the dog walked lightly to the altar, intending to collect a little spiritual fluid source.

The child's face was gloomy, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he had a strange and evil smile, and he opened his eyes as Yuan Fan and the big yellow dog approached the altar.

"You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The child's voice was extremely immature, revealing a piercing chill, very weak, as if it would die at any time, and the voice was mixed with infinite evil qi, which could only be produced by killing countless living beings.

When the big yellow dog heard his voice, his body trembled slightly, and he took a few big steps back, and his whole body emitted a golden glow, resisting the evil and cold air.

"Who are you?" Yuan Fan was always vigilant, with a slight touch of his toes, he grabbed the big yellow dog, his body was like a rainbow, swept away, drew an arc in the air, and finally landed on the spirit iron sword a hundred zhang away, and asked.

The corners of the child's mouth were open, his mouth was full of blood and red teeth, he stood up, and suddenly a vast sword intent like a galaxy covered the heavens and the earth, sweeping in all directions.

He didn't speak, his feet as white as jade, and there were no bloodshot feet on the altar, and with each step, a sword sound sounded from his feet, and a black sword intent spilled from the top of his head.

"You're a sword cultivator, no, you're an evil sword cultivator, not a decent person!" Yuan Fan's heart froze, the sword finger slid down, feeling the child's sword intent, like a big river, his own trace of sword intent in front of the child, it was simply vulnerable, as if floating weak.

"What is evil and what is right, Baiyunjing in the sky, wherever I go is right, it is the end of the sword." The child chuckled, and the sword finger slipped, and a black long sword flew out of the black mist, cutting through the sky, and there was a terrifying sword that swirled into the long sword, which seemed to be able to split the upper sky and kill a "fairy".

The child's words were very domineering, as if there was no sword cultivator who could match him in heaven and earth, looking down on the sword cultivators in the world.

Yuan Fan was not to be outdone, a trace of black light flowed in his palm, and the golden little sword appeared beside him, trembling slightly, with sword intent attached, faint as a dark lamp, resisting the child's sword intent.

"Who the hell are you, what are you waiting for me to do?"

Hundreds of feet away, the seven or eight-year-old child was terrifying, the black lacquered long sword was full of boundless evil aura, and he didn't know how many people he had killed and how much blood he had stained.

"From the moment you stepped into that village and extinguished a trace of my thoughts, I knew that you were destined to be my enemy, and in the dark, there was a fate to pull you here."

The seven or eight-year-old child's hair was as long as a waterfall and black as ink, and his words were even more astonishing, telling the truth that he was the master of that trace of evil thoughts.

Hearing the fairy tale of the child, Yuan Fan was terrified in his heart, to the point of no return, that slightest thought could easily kill ordinary people, and he had more independent consciousness, and could absorb the vitality of living people to practice, such a means can be said to be against the sky.

"You want to kill me?" Yuan Fan tried his best to calm the fear in his heart and asked, in the face of such a strong man, there was almost no chance to escape.

In the distance, the child seemed to feel the fear in Yuan Fan's heart, his face was even more evil, and he said lightly: "Killing you is just a snap of your fingers, you can kill if you want, and you are not in a hurry." I sense that there is something more evil in your body, and I want to see it. ”

Yuan Fan was shocked in his heart, this seven or eight-year-old child was really a powerful man, and after only seeing two sides, he knew that there was another existence in his body.

This is no longer his own enemy, Yuan Fan immediately sank into the entrance and came to the dantian, wanting to ask the black dragon and asking it to help.

However, the black dragon closed its eyes tightly, remained motionless, pretending not to hear anything, and was entrenched in the clouds above the dantian.

"Wang!"

At this time, the big yellow dog suddenly barked wildly, its whole body glowed, and it kicked a huge stone next to him to smash, as if it was demonstrating and emboldening its courage.

"Little brat, what are you yelling about, this god dog is here, you dare to say that you want to kill it, and you don't take this king in your eyes at all?"

When Yuan Fan heard this, his face suddenly turned as white as paper, and he looked at the big yellow dog incredulously, and kept waving his hand to tell it to shut up quickly and not to anger the child.

"Hahaha, the way of the world has really changed, and a dog demon dares to call himself the king, it really doesn't know the height of the sky." The child laughed, and the pitch-black long sword beside him trembled violently, and a black sword qi slashed directly at the big yellow dog.

"Ben Wang...... I want to eat you! The big yellow dog grinned, and he was most disgusted by others calling it "Dog Demon", and when he was called so by a seven or eight-year-old child, he was furious on the spot, and he wanted to pounce on it and bite it.

"Dead dog, get out of here!"

Yuan Fan took the first step, pushed away the big yellow dog, his fingertips flowed brightly, his toes tapped, and the golden sword beside him turned into a sword qi against the black sword qi.

"Whew! Boom! ”

The two sword qi collided, the momentum was huge, and the underground world roared continuously, like the explosion of the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder, and the surrounding boulders were shattered by the sword sound, and the aftermath of the sword qi swept away.

"Wang!" The big yellow dog raised its head to the sky and shouted, and a circle of golden light rippled out of its neck to envelop it and Yuan Fan, which avoided being obliterated by that black sword qi.

But, despite this, in the golden light, Yuan Fan still spat blood from his mouth, and was shocked with the big yellow dog.

When he stopped, Yuan Fan's body was full of sword marks, blood flowed, the golden sword had already cracked a small hole, and countless sword pieces were recovering on their own.

On the other hand, the big yellow dog still didn't have anything, and his expression was calm, but his legs were trembling, obviously frightened and afraid.

"It's kind of interesting, I thought you had any power as a dog demon, it turned out to be a treasure hidden in your body, and you have no fear." The child's face did not change, snow white as ice, and his eyes were full of evil and murderous intent.

He looked at Yuan Fan, to be precise, at Yuan Fan's small golden sword, frowned slightly, and then stretched out again.

"I didn't recognize that you have such a sword on your ant." The seven or eight-year-old child said, his feet not touching the ground, walking on the black mist, like a demon god, with the breath of death, slowly approaching.

Yuan Fan coughed twice, and there was a lot of shock in his heart, shocked by the power of the bell on the neck of the big yellow dog, and also shocked that the little golden sword he got by accident was not shattered by the black sword qi.

"Who the hell are you?" He looked up at the child, his eyes revealing a hint of determination, he was ready to fight to the death if the other party wanted to kill him.

In the distance, the child chuckled, his whole body was shining black, his eyes turned blood-red, and he took a slight step, which disappeared directly on the altar, and when he appeared, he had already come to the altar.

"If the demon mind is like a sword, if you become an immortal, I am the demon sword immortal!" The seven or eight-year-old boy spat out a demonic sound, his eyes shot out two black clouds, and he stepped into the air, a cloud of demonic energy spilled from the top of his head, and finally revealed his true face, a handsome sword cultivator with an evil smile.

Almost the moment he finished speaking, the black long sword beside him turned into sword light and rose into the sky, the sword sound shook in all directions, and an extraordinary sword momentum suddenly covered the underground world.

This is actually a sword immortal, in the same realm as Mr. Qingfeng, but this person's sword path is more pure, and his demonic thoughts are like swords.

"What kind of bullshit demon sword immortal, showing his majesty in front of this king, is it really a good temper when this king is good-tempered?" The big yellow dog didn't think so, looked up to the sky and laughed, and then the bell around his neck suddenly flew out.

"Buzz!"

It was a bell as small as a flea, but with the ringing of the bell, the brilliance was dazzling, and the glow was sprinkled, like a dazzling star, and after the blink of an eye, it turned into a three-zhang golden bell, and it and Yuan Fan were taken in.

At this moment, a terrifying imperial power emanated, rushing from the underground world into the outer world.