"Fool, you want to destroy my weapon with a mere sword."

Shen Jibai looked at Sang Luo's expression, sneered, his eyes were full of contempt,

"It seems that you don't know anything about refining weapons."

It's just a sin slave from the Nether, short-sighted, and trying to shake the giant tree with a mayfly with only brute force, which is ridiculous!

Just ants, also want to fight against the gods?

But Sang Luo was keenly aware that because of the sound she made from the blow just now, the impact on many Immortal Realm cultivators had been reduced a lot.

Some monks had already begun to stop moving, and a moment of clarity flashed in their eyes.

But the next moment, things changed dramatically.

The tone of the bell changed again, bringing with it a disturbing music.

The Immortal Realm monks in the back had a red glow in their eyes, and they all surrounded in the direction of Sangluo, and there were words in their mouths,

"Punish the demons, protect the human race!"

"Punish the demons, protect the human race!"

The corners of Shen Ji's white lips smiled,

"Today is the time of your death."

Sang Luo's eyes swept over the group of immortal realm monks, and most of them shouted the six words "punishing evil demons and protecting the human race".

There are also many because of their own greed, imagining her to be some kind of treasure.

But most people are thinking of sacrificing their bodies and standing up.

Among them, many of them were also the leaders of the First Realm, and they once blessed the peace of the living beings on one side.

There are many people who don't know how many tribulations they have gone through before they become immortals and come here.

Such a group of people should not become a knife in Shen Jibai's hands, and their death is unknown.

"Idiot."

Just as Sang Luo put down the long sword in his hand, a sneer sounded in his ears, and the wind blade broke through the air and strangled in all directions-

Sang Luo's face changed slightly, and he raised his sword to block it.

The long wind broke through the air, and the fire rose.

Ling Bo stirred up, forming a huge circle, enveloping the two of them in it, cutting off all of them from the outside world for a while.

The moment the realm opened, the flow of time began to slow down exceedingly.

And within the realm, Sang Luo saw the man's face clearly,

"It's you."

The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and she called out the name of the man opposite,

"Shuofeng!"

He didn't die!

I haven't seen him for ten years, and the teenager of that year can almost be said to be unrecognizable.

The demon bones on his body have faded, and his silver hair has turned into green silk, only the pair of turquoise pupils are still familiar.

If it weren't for the sheer Wind Breath being too familiar, and the black knife, she might not have recognized this person.

A demon actually cultivated the spiritual path in the end.

The demonic breath on his body has completely disappeared.

The battle between the sword intent and the sword intent emitted a buzzing sound that resounded through the sky.

Shuo Feng didn't seem to be affected by the time realm, but just looked at Sang Luo after closing the knife,

"You really broke through the Immortal King Realm."

In the past ten years, he has not let up for a day.

To this day, it is still a tie with her.

He still couldn't kill her.

Sang Luo looked at Shuo Feng, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes,

"Dead Moon actually took your demon bones."

A demon god actually gave up the Tianjiao figure in his clan, eliminated his demon bones, and helped him cultivate the spiritual path.

This is really unusual!

Shuo Feng looked at Sang Luo, his eyes were full of coldness,

"The demon god has a big heart, so naturally it is not something that a villain like you can foresee?"

Sang Luo didn't get angry when he heard this, but laughed and sneered at each other,

"A monster with a head and a mouse, and I'm embarrassed to say that others are villains?"

(End of chapter)