Ye Shubai no longer asked what the man looked like, anyway, he would be done.

He hurried forward.

A huge sand dune, like an oval vault, bulging out of the sea of sand.

The long blue-gray hair, the broken fangs, and the dead ash of fire in the eyes, flickering and flickering, flickering and flickering. He was dressed in a dark coat, like dry paper, and he shook in the wind, making a clattering sound.

A rusty machete stuck in the sand beside him, and the wind blew through the blade, making a slight hum. It was a good knife forged from the finest iron, but because of how long he had been here, and I don't know how many years had passed, the sword was covered in some rust.

With his eyes closed, he was facing the scorching sun above his head, and he was cultivating his vitality day after day. Since he was sealed into the enchantment by the Heavenly Demon, he refined from the fourth ring of the demon spirit to the sixth ring, which was the best way for him to pass the long time. He was thinking that if no one could come in and disturb him, maybe he would be able to cultivate to the seventeenth ring of the demon spirit, break the ceiling of the demon spirit exercise in one fell swoop, and then break out of the cocoon from the enchantment and look at the world.

However, Ye Shubai came.

What an annoying guy!

The demon stood up from the sand dunes, swayed in front of the intruder.

Ye Shubai is obedient this time, the weather is hot, instead of wasting saliva to discuss the weather with the other party, it is better to save a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat.

But he didn't want to talk nonsense, but the demon spoke: "Do it with an idiot, I wonder if I will become an idiot?"

The voice is cold, the eyes are cold, and the future is as if it were nothing.

Ye Shubai was not annoyed, and sneered: "Then it should be an idiot who meets an idiot, let's have a good fight and see who is an idiot?"

The demon's voice was a little depressed: "It's okay, I haven't touched this knife for many years, well, it's about a hundred years, and it's time to shake off the rust on its body." ”

"A hundred years, hehe, a long time!" Ye Shubai was a little gloomy, the demon man is more than a hundred years old at every turn, just like eating a breakfast, in comparison, we humans are really fucking sad!" "Your Excellency, why don't you tell me your story, because I know that the people who come here are involuntarily. ”

Anger is anger, but if you can go to the army to fight, between words, it will be even better, then at least you can save a lot of vitality. You must know that the soul liquid on Ye Shubai's body has been consumed by four drops at this moment. Normally, he consumes two drops of soul liquid, which is already a very extreme thing.

In particular, this brother is also a very powerful demon spirit warrior.

The demon was also stunned by the other party's sudden question, frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "Well, my story, my story is mediocre, there is nothing to say." ”

Ye Shubai suddenly had a black line, but he still earnestly induced: "Tell me, it's still early anyway, so you should share your story with me, for example, how did you get here?"

The demon thought for a long time before he said, "How did I get in? I was tired of living outside and had no fun to live, and then I asked the Heavenly Demon to get me in." Because here, I can calm down and cultivate my vitality, but not outside. ”

Ye Shubai rolled his eyes, secretly regretting that he had wasted a few drops of saliva, he wanted to lead the hatred and anger to the heavenly demons from the other party's tragic story, and then share the same hatred and hatred for the enemy, and unanimously to the outside world, take this opportunity to sensationalize himself again, and let the other party let him pass, who knew that while he was talking, he made this kind of moth, and there were still people who voluntarily came into the enchantment to be immortal.

It's a dog.

Ye Shubai secretly called unlucky.

Seeing his angry expression, the demon sneered coldly, "Fight, if you kill me, you can pass." ”

Kill you?

Ye Shubai was shocked again: "Do you have to die endlessly? For example, I beat you, I will pass, you stay, you can always do it." ”

"No, I can't. The demon shook his head in frustration, "I am staying here just to prevent people from outside from coming in, if I come in, I can only pass by stepping on my corpse, this is the prohibition laid by the Heavenly Demon." ”

"I'll fuck the ban!"

Ye Shubai scolded, shook the Demon Devouring Sword, and stabbed towards the Demon Man.

The demon's pupils shrank slightly, and the machete next to him suddenly flew up from the ground, and the rust on the knife body was instantly shaken off by a powerful vitality wave, and the blade forged by iron flashed a snowflake-like halo, blooming a dazzling cold glow under the sun.

Clang!

The two blades collided violently, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ye Shubai and the demon man both retreated a few meters, this was a tentative move, a martial artist of this level, no one could crush the other party in the first move that came up.

A tentative move, both of them figured out each other's depths.

The blood on the demon's body began to burn, and the fighting spirit gushed out, and when the chess met the opponent, the good talent would be met, and only the opponent with the same skill could make the blood of the battle boil.

He hadn't faced such an opponent in years.

Ye Shubai rejected Mr. Lu's control, he had already been controlled by Mr. Lu twice, and this time he had to hold his own sword no matter what.

The yellow sand began to spin rapidly at the feet of the demon, and it turned faster and faster, forming a small salon in the air, with a terrible roar, as if every grain of sand was carrying anger, the rising salon that was rapidly rotating in the air suddenly entangled with the demon's big knife, and in the strange cold light, the big knife with the wild sand, slashed at Ye Shubai.

The earth shakes the mountains with a knife!

Ye Shubai didn't dare to hit his head directly, and hurriedly dodged.

Rumble!

The raging sand was shaken several feet away, and a huge crack seemed to crack in the sand sea, and the vitality waves of the blade stirred endlessly in the cracks in the ground, blowing the sand in all directions.

Ye Shubai withdrew seven or eight feet, and he still felt that the violent vitality wave carrying sand hit his face, and it hurt.

The demon missed the blow, shouted with joy, his body shook, and he slashed at Ye Shubai with another knife.

When Ye Shubai withdrew from Qiba, three drops of soul liquid had been transferred out of his body, which was unprecedented, but the realm that he had not reached did not mean that he could not reach it, especially a monster martial artist like him who was talented and had opened a plug-in.

The soul liquid of the Human Emperor Blue Soul is endless, and if Ye Shubai's skill is strong enough, he can concoct countless drops of soul liquid.

The Demon Devouring Sword was originally a Xuan-level high-grade divine weapon of the Demon Sect, and only a strong enough martial artist at this level could awaken the violent evil qi in the sword and show its invincible power.

The power of the three drops of soul liquid combined with the vitality of the Qi Shura Realm had awakened seventy percent of the demonic qi of the Demon Devouring Sword.

One grain of sand, two grains of sand, three grains of sand......

Every grain of sand was like a small cannonball that was about to explode, bursting with a scorching murderous aura in the air, they rolled, tumbling rapidly, tens of thousands of small yellow sand condensed into dozens of sword qi, like the coldest cold wind in winter, the piercing whistling when it blew over the mountain cliff, swept towards the demons.

The demon's sword was halfway through when he was hit by dozens of terrifying sword qi.

In the dim sand, the lightning exploded, and the thunder roared, like clouds about to fall in a shower.

Accompanied by this terrifying lightning and thunder, it was the screams of the demons.

The demon man never thought that the other party's sword qi would be so terrifying, and it would make him lose on the spot. The brown clothes on his body were originally like dry paper, making a clicking sound, but now under the attack of the super sword qi, his black clothes were like bursting shredded paper, exploding around, and they all drifted away with the wind on the sand sea.

Dozens of sword qi drilled into his body, and each sword qi was like a bloodletting groove, releasing the blood on his body in a hurry.

The demon fell on the sea of sand and became a bloody man.

The cold knife forged from iron fell on the sand in the distance, and was stuck there diagonally, the blade of which was submerged in the sand, lonely and desolate.

Facing a dying man, Ye Shubai was in a heavy mood after all, and sighed, not knowing what to say.

He didn't leave immediately, he was waiting for the demon to breathe, he didn't want the other party's corpse to be exposed to the sun.

After burying the other party's body, he continued to walk, and his mood began to lighten.