"What nonsense are you talking about, you ugly female monster!"

Au's roar suddenly rang out. His round brownish-red face was already bruised, and the muscles of his body were extremely inflated in tension. It seemed that the so-called phantom spell had made him suffer a lot, but he had already broken free, although he could not understand a word of the language of the archmage, but judging from Qi Lang's facial expression, it was definitely not a good word, and as soon as he got out of trouble, he had turned into a raging lion, and he couldn't wait to immediately pounce forward and bite the evil woman's neck.

Wen Chang was surprised, but when he turned his eyes, he saw the heavy sword in Aowu's hand, and suddenly realized. She laughed twice, and the words in her mouth were changed to brute words: "Ignoring this warrior's feelings, Wenchang apologizes profusely." Tell me, though, lad, do you have the legendary Sword of Victory in your hand?"

"That's none of your business, you!" Owu cursed roughly, struggling to move forward, "You just need to know that this is a sword, because it's going to cut your neck right away!"

Wen Chang was not provoked, but smiled even more happily: "It must be the Sword of Victory, otherwise how can you resist my Phantom Spell?" However, I guess it must have sealed the resistance on its own, so you can hold it." I have to warn you, that would make it less powerful, and you wouldn't be able to use it to its true strength. ”

She looked helpless again, sighed and said, "It's a pity, you are ruining the heavens." I guess this sword needs a new owner, and like the sword of faith in the refining room, it's all mine. After being purified by the Flame of Blood, they will all willingly become the companions of my Wenchang Archmage. ”

Hearing this, Qi Lang suddenly understood: it turned out that she had obtained a holy sword! The one that was being practiced in the dark room turned out to be a holy sword!

Sirio and Parry had mentioned in the cave that the Bages needed to provide Billy VI with four holy swords in exchange for a place to stay, and that they had stolen the Sword of Honor from the Jade Kingdom, and had sent a rat-headed Bagesh to the Psychedelic Pool, hoping to get the Sword of Victory in their hands. Now, another holy sword has appeared!

Judging from the witch's reaction, she hadn't conquered the Sword of Faith yet, but she had thought of a way to use the damn blood sacrifice method to wash away the repulsive power of the Holy Sword. If she succeeded in obtaining the incomparably powerful holy sword, maybe she would set off some kind of bloody storm in this world. We must stop her, we must not let her succeed!

Just as Qi Lang's mind was flashing, Ou Wu had already jumped up with a roar, the sword of victory was raised high in his hand, and the slash with all his strength was unstoppable: "Do your sweet dreams, you hateful old witch!"

"Beware of her fingers......" Qi Lang just wanted to warn Ou Wu to pay attention to the enemy's strange moves, and the witch had already made a move.

She was not in a hurry, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and only frowned slightly: "Let me test how strong your divine sense is." ”

With a flick of Wenchang's fingers, the breath hidden in Aowu's mind exploded - the situation was exactly the same as that of the dead naked woman, the breath was destroying the nerves in his brain, although Aowu's ability to resist blows was amazing, but the rough flesh only covered his appearance, and there was no defense in his brain.

With a clang, Owu fell, and the sword of victory had come out of his hand and smashed into the ground, shattering the jade floor.

"Ouwu!" Qi Lang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, jumped over, put his hand on his broad shoulder, and was about to take a closer look at Ouwu's injury, but he didn't expect to be thrown away by his arm.

He was still struggling, his muscles trembling, and his thick hands grabbed his thick black curls fiercely, as if only external pain could counteract the tremor in his head. However, he did not fall, nor did he run to heaven with that extremely happy expression, which means that his cranial nerves have not been damaged, which is really a great luck.

"What a tough guy. Wen Chang frowned in surprise, "You don't have any occupants in your divine sense, how can you be so strong...... Oh, I remember, there were two big dogs there, and one of them was your pet, right?"

Ou Wu no longer had the strength to scold back, and still fell to the ground and struggled in pain. However, Qi Lang had already figured out that Ou Wu was spared because his soul had been integrated into Leo, and for some reason, the arrival of the beast pet strengthened his brain, making it impossible to manifest the power of the phantom spell blast. It seems that Ou Wu will not lose his life, he may have to taste some hardships, but if he can defeat the evil archmage in time, Ou Wu can still be saved.

But how do you defeat her?

The female demon looked weak, but the power of the invisible dart should not be underestimated. Qi Lang was now unarmed, although Ouwu's sword of victory was placed on the ground, but Qi Lang knew that it was not a weapon that belonged to him at all, he had tried, although he had swung the sword of victory in the pool of illusions, but it was only a slash that erupted in just a moment after withstanding the strong repulsion. Now that the sword of victory has found its master, it will not obey anyone's commands, except Ou himself.

But Qi Lang still has a weapon - the sword soul, the sword soul that has only shown his face once!

It was the Sword of Honor, another holy sword! sharp, sharp, radiant holy sword!

Qi Lang didn't know if he would succeed this time, but in order to destroy the incomparably evil enemy in front of him, in order to save these innocent women, and in order to help Ou Wu through the crisis, he had to try!

Concentrated, preoccupied, Qi Lang called out in his mind: Show up, Holy Sword!

A light flashed in his mind.

But the holy sword did not appear......

Again!

Warriors need your help, invincible relics, show up!

There was a complete silence in my mind......

Suddenly, a breath rushed over, like a sharp dagger stabbing from the void, shooting straight at the unconscious core of Qi Lang's mind! But a flash of light flashed, and the dagger was flew.

It's dangerous!

Qi Lang reacted suddenly-he was so careless that he was almost attacked by the female demon's phantom spell!

When he stared at the female demon again, Qi Lang found that Wen Chang's face had become gloomy: "How is this possible? Could it be that he is a cultivator who also has a tenth-level quality sword soul?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Qi Lang clenched his fists, "The only thing I know is that your end has come!"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Lang had already pulled up his body and pounced on the female demon, and at the same time called out in his mind again: Show up, Holy Sword!

But it still didn't show up. Qi Lang had all his strength, but found that his arm was still empty, so he had to stop in disappointment.

Wenchang was taken aback by Qi Lang's strange behavior, but she couldn't help but laugh arrogantly when she found that the yellow-skinned young man was just competing with herself: "Little guy, it seems that you don't have the essentials yet." Your sword soul is of good quality, but it's a pity that you haven't practiced to the point where you can do whatever you want. Now it looks like I'm going to have to do something real — sorry, I can't sit still. ”

She crossed her hands in front of her chest, and Qi Lang immediately felt a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power!

That powerful spiritual power seemed to be a river and a sea bursting and the mountains were flooding, and in only a blink of an eye, it was transferred from her mind to the empty ball formed by her ten fingers, condensing and rotating like flying, and at the same time, a stream of breath flew out like photoelectricity!

Qi Lang involuntarily took a step back, concentrating on guarding against the attack of those breaths, but he didn't think that the female demon would laugh wildly: "Don't worry, little brother, you two are not my target, they are." ”

In fact, she didn't need to remind her, Qi Lang had already judged it, and those breaths really flew into the minds of the naked girls who were guarding the witch's side one by one, making them start to go crazy.

The Demon Flurry has begun!

The women seemed to have just drunk a whole bottle of spirits, their faces flushed, their eyes half-open and half-closed, the corners of their mouths smiling, and the light veils that had never served any purpose to cover their bodies were thrown to the ground. They began to sway their waists, moaning in their mouths, and their limbs were open and closed, like female cats in spring, dancing lewdly.

"Open your mind, untouched little boy. Wen Chang's voice seemed to ethereal from the emptiness, as if every syllable was tugging at Qi Lang's heartstrings, "Why resist this temptation? You should be like a man, unleash your instincts and youthful impulses, they all belong to you." See, those flesh are the most beautiful works of art in the world. If you feel hot, take off your clothes. Don't be depressed, boys, do what you want to do now......"

The witch's voice seemed to be full of magic, flickering far and near, impacting Qi Lang's mind one after another. Misty impulsiveness and rational self-control were at war with each other, and Qi Lang felt as if he had been immobilized under a spell, and even though he had all the strength, he couldn't move a single step at this moment.

The she-cats in heat had already come up, rubbing and stroking their bodies beside Qi Lang and Ou Wu, as if inviting the ignorant boy to jump into the ocean of desire. Qi Lang closed his eyes tightly, still trying to control the restlessness in his emotions, but at this moment, he heard a crazy roar:

"Damn it, you goddamn female monsters!!"