Demon Xiu's eyes were full of bloodlust, and he was not affected by everyone's desperate crying in the slightest.

In his eyes, these people were humble and useless, and it was their luck to be able to become the material for him to refine corpse puppets!

"Die!"

"Bang!"

"Uhh

Blood splattered, and the severed arm rose high before slamming to the ground.

Demon Xiu clenched his arm in pain and looked behind him sharply.

The glass light sword flew back into Lu Qingye's hand, and the wind blew her hair, which also made the demon cultivator see Lu Qingye's appearance clearly.

After feeling the breath of the foundation building perfection on the other party's body, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

As an early Jindan monk, he didn't think that he couldn't defeat the foundation building monk in front of him!

And it's a milk doll no more than 50 years old!

His arm was broken, and it was also because the little monk took advantage of his unpreparedness and sneak attacked!

"You're looking for death!"

Lu Qingye's divine sense noticed the crowd in the puddle behind the demon cultivator, and his eyes couldn't help but turn cold.

"Dare to kill innocents indiscriminately on the ground of my Daomen, and you are the one who is looking for death!"

The light of the glass light sword in his hand rose sharply, and Lu Qingye's figure quickly killed the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator's pain shrank, Lu Qingye's speed was too fast, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the speed of the Jindan monk.

Seeing this, the demon cultivator laughed instead of being angry.

Genius is good!

If a genius is hunted down and used as his corpse puppet, it must be excellent material!

"Boom!"

The glass light sword collided with the opponent's magic flag, and the energy exploded, setting off a splash of dirt and water on the ground.

Su Baocai, who heard Lu Qingye's words in the puddle, burst out with a bright light of survival.

Lu Qingye consciously held the demon cultivator away from the puddle, and the demon cultivator noticed it, and there was mockery in his eyes.

is also a foundation building consummation monk, and he is also an experienced veteran foundation building monk, how dare this little doll in front of him be distracted?

I really don't know whether to live or die!

However, the heart is more inevitable, the heart is connected, and it is destined to be burdened by it!

Demon Xiu raised his other hand, and the magic power rolled up the boulder, and smashed it into the puddle.

Seeing this, Lu Qingye's body quickly twisted, and he kicked on the stone, and the stone was torn apart.

"Still thinking about saving these people? Will you yourself be able to get out of my hand alive? Hahaha! The genius of the Daomen, don't you have a long brain?! Didn't your teachers tell you that in the world of cultivating immortals, think more about yourself and protect yourself! Less busy, more life! ”

Demon Xiu's words were full of contempt and ridicule.

"Canaries kept in cages won't be able to fly! Think that with a good cultivation talent, you can be proud of all the monks? This immortal cultivation realm is not a place where you can walk sideways just if you have talent! ”

Demon cultivators are old, but they still have a perfect foundation, and they have always hated these cultivation geniuses with good qualifications.

On weekdays, when he encounters this kind of demon monk, not only can he not be rampant, but he also has to bow down to his subordinates, which makes his heart even more distorted.

Escaping from the barrier, he went all the way to this kind of border place, taking advantage of the chaos and no one paying attention to the management, and gained a lot of benefits, which made his heart extremely happy, and also bred the desire and ambition in his heart.

He even boldly went all the way north to the boundary of Shangyao Sect.

Of course, he didn't dare to go to the internal jurisdiction of the Shangyao Sect, and he only dared to wander around in this kind of place close to the mountain range.

Lu Qingye took advantage of the other party's nonsense, and secretly threw out a few arrays to protect the puddle.

The rear was solved, and Lu Qingye's eyes fell on the demon cultivator.

"You talk a lot of nonsense!"

The old demon cultivator, who was still talking, had a stiff face, and his angry lips trembled.

"You're not afraid of death! Genius is so proud! Later, Lao Tzu will let you know what life is better than death! Look at your good face, then Lao Tzu will use it to make a new banner! ”

All his attention was focused on the demon cultivator's side, and Lu Qingye's attack became more and more ruthless.

The long sword pulled up the sword flower, the sword qi swept around, and the thunder spirit power exploded.

The dantian quickly absorbed the surrounding thunder wood spiritual power, and the spiritual power in the air was affected by the tyrannical thunder spiritual power, and it became a little unstable.

Demon Xiu saw the glass light sword in Lu Qingye's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

What a baby!

There was an extremely gloomy aura on the glass light sword, although it was not demonic energy, but the demon cultivator felt that the glass light sword must also be a good baby!

He looked at Lu Qingye's gaze even hotter.

This Daomen genius is full of treasures all over his body!

Demon Xiu let out a wry grin, looking like a flawed madman.

Demonic energy and spiritual power collided, and both of them retreated half a meter away.

Lei Lingli wrapped around the magic flag along the place where the two weapons had just collided.

Suddenly, the demon cultivator only felt a burst of pain coming from the hand holding the demon flag.

Thunder spiritual power is born to restrain evil things, and the demon cultivator can't help but quickly pinch the trick, wanting to let the magic dispel the thunder spiritual power.

However, Lu Qingye's thunder spiritual power was too pure, and after being wrapped around the demon flag, the enemy was extremely red when they met.

In an instant, it was entangled with the demonic energy, and it kept making a sizzling sound.

The magic flag is controlled by magic power, but at this moment, the magic power is affected by the thunder spirit power, and the power of the magic flag is greatly reduced.

Demon Xiu tried a few times, but his eyes were splitting and he gritted his teeth.

He didn't know if his luck was good or bad!

Say okay, to be able to meet such a lone genius in this wilderness!

Let's put it badly, this person actually has the thunder spirit power that naturally restrains their demon cultivation!

The demon cultivator was angry in his heart, angry at the existence of Lei Linggen, and angry that because of the existence of Lei Linggen, his excellent corpse puppet material might be greatly discounted!

This kind of Yang Thunder and Supreme Yin Demon Qi can't be combined into one at all!

"Bang!"

The glass light sword stabbed through the shoulder blade of the demon cultivator.

The speed was so fast that the demon cultivator didn't even do a good job of resisting the action.

Blood gushed out along the sword, and the strong smell of blood was mixed with the stench.

I don't know what this demon cultivator has done to his body, the blood that bubbles out, and even the smell of corpses.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still life and soul in the other party, it really looked no different from a dead corpse or a corpse puppet.

Pierced by Lu Qingye's long sword, the demon cultivator didn't seem to feel pain, but the injury and bleeding made him even more crazy.

"You dare to hurt me?!"

The scarlet eyes and the distorted face were grotesque and ugly.

The protruding eyes seem to be about to pop out in the next second.

Lu Qingye's hand holding the glass light sword was hard again.

The long sword was completely submerged into the demon cultivator's body.

The two also narrowed the distance, and the thin hand of the demon cultivator slammed into Lu Qingye's neck.

Jiuji, who has been guarding in the shadows and observing the surroundings just in case, wants to make a move.

But Lu Qingye's arm blocked the claws of the demon cultivator.

Demon Xiu's hand squeezed her arm fiercely, and the gray nails lengthened in an instant.

Deeply pierced into Lu Qingye's arm.

The pain made Lu Qingye frown.

The smell of blood made Demon Xiu even more excited.

"What a fragrant smell!"

Looking at the greed in the eyes of the demon cultivator, Lu Qingye was angry.

As soon as the glass light sword turned, the thunder spiritual power also drilled into its body along the long sword, and suddenly the rotten flesh at the shoulder blades of the demon cultivator flew sideways.