The roar sounded again, hitting Ling Tiansu's heart like a life-threatening soul.

He looked at the indifference with a face as pale as frost and blood spilling from the corners of his lips.

The ten fingers that clasped his shoulders suddenly loosened their strength.

Ling Tiansu's eyes widened, ready to help his arms.

But I heard an unbearable soft "hmm......" sound.

The rest of Mo Mo's demon tails scattered again, his body suddenly weakened, and his arms could no longer support his weight, allowing him to fall limply into Ling Tiansu's arms.

Above the sky, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of thought, and he muttered: "With his peaceful body, he can actually resist the destruction power of the two rounds of the rune, and successfully protect the person under him, this son's physique...... It's so special. ”

He thought that if he didn't leave this son alive and take him as a demon pet......

Well, it's not good, it's not good, after all, it's just a human monster.

There are many turbidities in the world, where can it compare to the clear scenery of the spiritual world.

If he brought the turbidity of the world back to the Hidden Palace, it would be a joke.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged talisman had already dispelled the idea of leaving a living mouth.

With a finger, the rune that adhered to Mo Mo's body once again gave birth to the intention of destruction.

Ling Tiansu sensed something, and with a calm face, he hurriedly pressed his backhand against Mo Mo's back, constantly squeezing the power of the thunder seed that was close to exhaustion.

Golden thunder flashed under his palm, invading the rune, trying to peel it off.

When the middle-aged talisman saw this scene, he snorted disdainfully: "I can't do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thunder in his palm was directly absorbed by the palm-sized rune.

Ling Tiansu was unable to strip this rune away.

"Indifference!" he instinctively shouted his name loudly, with a hint of a tremble.

The rune suddenly expanded, enveloping the entire body of the two of them, like a vicious beast, as if it had a monstrous rage, and opened its huge mouth.

The soul destroying talisman can destroy all the souls that have its soul, and those who cover the essence of the object, under his talisman, can scatter their souls, and there will be no return!

Unless it is the three souls of heaven and earth destined to be one, and the Tongyuan realm of Lu'an Tianyuan, there is no possibility of survival.

Mo Mo opened his eyes, trying to push him away.

Ling Tiansu tightened his back, his heart beat wildly, and he roared with all his might: "The agreement between you and me has not been completed, I will not allow you to die!"

"I ......" indifference's heart was hot, and when he was about to die, the next words were about to come out.

On his back, the death rune that was enough to destroy everything made him want to let go of all his thoughts and tell them all at this moment.

However, at this moment, a sudden change interrupted her thoughts and her next words.

The sword is unsheathed before it can kill!

But for that person in Kyushu, or even in the Seven Realms, there is only one person who is qualified to be called a sword god.

Even if the sword at his waist has never been unsheathed, a flower, a grass, a tree, a dust, and a world in this world can all be turned into a sword in his hand.

Wherever his mind goes, it can be transformed into the supreme sword intent in his heart.

His sword can soar upwards and slash the Nine Heavenly Gates!

You can also drive straight down and destroy the Nine Netherworlds!

Therefore, his sword, without being unsheathed, can kill and save people!

The ethereal sword intent went straight down against the wind, and at this moment, the thousands of sword intents in the accumulated and void space, as if they had seen a king, turned their sword blades one after another, pointing directly at the direction of the ethereal vast sword intent.

One sword down, ten thousand swords up.

The ten thousand swords, with a gesture of submission, followed behind that ethereal sword intent, like the most loyal guardian.

That sword intent did not have the wonder of breaking through the wind, nor did it have the extraordinary demeanor of the angry slashing gods back then.

There is only endless gentleness, like the sea of cotton, washing, absorbing, the power of the soul destroying talisman.

The sword intent brushed the back of the indifference, and it was extinguished in an instant.

And at that moment, what was extinguished was not only the ethereal sword intent, but also the soul destroying talisman that adhered to and was enough to kill the two of them behind him.

The tight string in Ling Tiansu's heart finally relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized that he had already broken out in a cold sweat.

When he saw the old man who saved the two of them, his heart was shocked!

This is actually the old man who fished with him and accompanied him all night when he practiced the Star Sword Sutra that day?!

He is actually the rumored sword god?!

Indifferently propped himself up and sat up, shook his head at Ling Tiansu, signaling that he was okay.

But Ling Tiansu knew that he was by no means unharmed.

For the demon fox, the demon tail is definitely more important than a spirit.

When he was in a hurry, Ling Tiansu vaguely saw that Mo Mo had already grown three solid tails, and the rest were all void tails.

What is a virtual tail?

The void tail symbolizes the bloodline level of the fox clan, if there is no void tail to create its cultivation path, it is limited by the bloodline, it is difficult to achieve much after all.

And the more Void Tails open, the more supreme and extraordinary the bloodline becomes.

Ling Tiansu remembered that since the creation of the fox clan, there were only two fox clans who had created nine void tails.

One is his former fiancée, the little princess of the Northern Clan.

The other is his mother.

He didn't know how many void tails he had opened, but under Mo You's glance, the extraordinary degree of his bloodline was obviously extremely remarkable.

But now...... Under a soul-destroying talisman of that Dao-level talisman master, Mo Mo had already destroyed two void tails.

This will definitely be a great restriction and impact on his future cultivation path.

"The top ten places in the 10,000 first test have been decided, and the old man has not been able to select a satisfactory apprentice, but he has been disturbed into a pot of porridge by your group of outsiders in the spiritual world. There must be a degree, right?"

The calm and old voice crossed countless sword intents and brushed countless sword blades, although the tone was flat, but in the blandness, it was full of incomparably sharp flavor.

It was like countless formless cold sword intent in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and an ordinary gray and white cloth robe.

He stood in the clouds farther away than the middle-aged talisman master, and his eyes calmly looked at the people below him.

The countless sword intents under him, like thousands of courtiers, all surrendered obediently at his feet.

He looked at the middle-aged talisman master whose face had changed drastically, and smiled slightly: "Want to kill someone?" This is Da Jin, have you asked me?"

The middle-aged talisman's face became extremely heavy, and even he couldn't help but be deeply jealous of this person in his heart.

He said patiently and in a deep voice: "This is the matter of my Hidden Palace, this son stole the treasure of my Hidden Palace, and he deserves to be punished." ”

The old man smiled indifferently: "What is in this world, is it not you who say how it is?"

The middle-aged talisman frowned and said, "There is no evidence, but I am in the Hidden Palace, there is no need to lie." ”

"There's no need to lie, it's just what you think, these all come from your self-confidence and strength, but unfortunately, your self-confidence and strength are not enough to convince people in front of the old man, so ...... My Dajin people, you can't kill them, and you can't take them away!"

The old man's arm was raised slightly, and the sword intent left by thousands of Wang Yuan under his feet seemed to have been created by himself, and they reversed the sword blades one after another, surging towards the middle-aged talisman master like a sea of mountains.

Although all the people below couldn't see the sword intent left behind by Wang Yuan in this space.

But in their eyes, they could still clearly reflect the trajectory of the sword intent cutting through the space.

The momentum of the dragon made this space erupt with a terrifying roar.

Feeling the absolute sword killing intent that was only aimed at him, the middle-aged talisman master's face changed greatly.

His hands quickly opened the seal, and majestic talismans burst out from between his palms, condensing into a golden talisman bell as thick as a mountain, enveloping him perfectly.

But that's not enough!

The middle-aged talisman didn't think that he could resist the old man's sword with his own talisman cultivation as a defensive means.

He could even see that before the sword arrived, the thick golden talisman clock layer that he had condensed was rapidly dissolving like a snowflake meeting fire.

The middle-aged talisman gritted his teeth fiercely, stepped lightly on the sword body with the soles of his feet, and the snow-white long sword under his body suddenly differentiated into countless snow-white air currents.

The air flow turned into a violent wind and snow, and the wind and snow carried the body of the middle-aged talisman master, and the retreat accelerated abruptly.

And in front of him, thousands of sword intents followed.