A sword light shot up into the sky in the banyan lake, piercing through the meteorite that fell in the air, and the meteorite was swept away by a powerful shock wave, and the meteorite did not even leave fragments.

Seeing this sky-high sword light, the Ice Valley Lord's face sank, and the long-haired monk's face froze.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Brother Iceberg, what's going on?" the long-haired monk looked at the Ice Valley Lord, his face gloomy, "I hope you can give me an explanation!"

The Ice Valley Lord's expression was a little surprised, "It must be some kind of move that person used to use the power of the formation, and it is definitely not his real strength!"

Hearing this, the long-haired monk's face barely looked good: The Banyan King is good at formations, and the way of formations is esoteric and unfathomable, and it is not impossible to do anything special.

However, he still made it clear to the Ice Valley Lord with a calm face, "Brother Bingshan, if the other party does not match the information you provided, I will ...... below."

"If there is a discrepancy, Daoist friends can leave, and there will be no complaints!" The Ice Valley Lord directly made his words clear without waiting for him to finish.

In this way, the long-haired monk's face looked much better, "Whatever Brother Bingshan said, since he agreed, he will naturally do his best." ”

The Ice Valley Lord naturally smiled slightly, indicating that the avenue was difficult, which was human nature, but just as he was about to speak, a breath suddenly appeared.

"There's still time to talk at this time, it seems that you don't take me to heart at all!" The flat and cold voice sounded, and the faces of the Ice Valley Lord and the long-haired monk changed.

The figure of the Shadow Blade shot out from the banyan lake, and it was only in an instant that it was in front of the two of them.

There is mental arithmetic and unintentional, and the quasi-saint is a half-step quasi-saint...... The moment the Shadow Blade strikes, the outcome is already clear.

The hairs on the backs of the Ice Valley Lord stood on end, and they could feel the power of the Shadow Blade, although they didn't crush it violently, they both understood - this was a quasi-saint!

The Ice Valley Lord's face was pale, and his first reaction was not to fight, but to flee!

The Rapunzel also fled without hesitation, and did so in a direction different from the Ice Valley Lord.

The shadow blade figure flashed, and the extreme path was fully opened, and he chased after the Ice Valley Lord in an instant.

"Senior spare his life!" Even when he was running away, the Ice Valley Lord begged for mercy without hesitation, "The villain is offended, and he is willing to pay all the price, just begging the senior to spare the villain's life!"

Shadowblade didn't respond, just quickly closing the distance.

The lord of the ice valley panicked and shouted, "The predecessor spares his life, and the villain is under the command of the winter god......"

With a flash of sword light, the Ice Valley Lord was completely engulfed.

"Hmph!" Shadow Blade looked unhappy, not only from the Ministry of Water, but also under the command of the Winter God...... He hadn't forgotten the time when the Winter God struck a blow that nearly wiped out the night.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the things that the Ice Valley Lord had left behind, and he turned to chase after the long-haired monk.

A moment later, the long-haired monk obediently stood in front of Shadow Blade and asked him to ban him. After all, it is a half-step quasi-saint, and it is still very useful to use it as a subordinate under the ban. Shadow Blade is alone now, and it would be much more convenient to have a subordinate.

"From now on, the villain will obey your orders and do everything!" Although he was caught and coerced, the long-haired monk breathed a sigh of relief. First, it is better to die than to live, and secondly, Shadow Blade is not very demanding, at most he treats him as a subordinate, not a slave.

"Very well, you can go back with me first!" Shadowblade and the long-haired monk moved to the Banyan Lake.

In the sky above Banyan Lake, the Banyan King who had been waiting saw him appear with the long-haired monk, and his face changed slightly, "Shadow Blade Daoist, this is ......"

"Don't worry, he has been captured by me, and he will not be an enemy of Banyan Lake in the future. Shadow Blade smiled and explained to the Banyan King, "The Ice Valley Lord is dead, as for the matter of the Ministry of Water, I have already asked him to send a message to the Ministry of Water, if anyone comes over, you can just blame me for everything." ”

A half-step quasi-saint has fallen, and the Ministry of Water will definitely investigate thoroughly. Under the pressure of the Ministry of Water, Banyan Lake was unable to resist at all, and only by pushing everything to Shadow Blade could he save the Banyan King and this living being.

"The great kindness of the seniors, the old man is grateful!" the Banyan King leaned over in thanks, and tens of thousands of trees behind him shook at the same time. Two half-step quasi-saints, one capture and one annihilation, this kind of strength is not too much to call a "senior".

"It's okay, I'm leaving anyway. Shadow Blade shook his head, a little lonely in his eyes, after all, the word "senior" was respectful and there was a distance at the same time.

Turning to look into the distance, he waved his hand to the Banyan King, "There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, you and I ......"

Before the words fell, his face changed, and he threw a punch into the air.

In the sky, a thick golden light fell like a pillar of heaven.

Rumble!

The shadow blade spewed out a mouthful of blood and smashed straight into the ground, the long-haired monk beside him was about to split his eyes, but was smashed into a blood mist by the golden light, the banyan king's body trembled and shattered under the golden light, and the banyan lake was like late autumn, and thousands of trees withered at the same time.

With a loud bang, the golden light fell to the ground and collapsed, turning into eighteen golden dragon snatching sticks.

In the sky, a figure appeared, and with a wave of his hand, eighteen golden dragon wrestling sticks hovered around him like a spirit.

"Hmph, finally let me find you!" he looked underground, into the hole, with a sneer on his face. But the next moment, the sneer on his face froze.

"I ran away again!" he shouted angrily, and eighteen dragon sticks slammed down, the earth shook, and a hundred zhang square collapsed!

Countless creatures in the Banyan Lake trembled.

This figure is naturally a Shengyu saint, and after venting his anger, he waved his hand, and the earth calmed down, and the collapsed pit disappeared. After doing this casually, he pointed his finger on the compass, his eyes cold, "I'll see where you can run!"

With a turn of the compass, his figure disappeared at the same time.

Feeling the disappearance of that terrible aura, the banyan tree lake had the courage to come out and take a look.

"What a terrible power!" In the middle of the banyan lake, the tallest banyan tree slowly revived, starting from its roots, and its withered trunk was dyed green again. Half an hour later, the face of the Banyan King reappeared on the trunk.

"Alas, this time it was really a disaster of pond fish!" Looking at the tens of thousands of withered trees, the Banyan King had a sad face, I am afraid that this loss will take ten thousand years of cultivation to recover! But he didn't think much about his loss, his eyes turned to the distance, looking at the shadow blade that was long gone, he sighed lightly.

"Hopefully, you'll be safe. ”

Thousands of miles away, Shadow Blade wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and set out on the road of escape again.

"Damn, how did he suddenly find him?" he was caught off guard this time, and he was angry. If he hadn't reacted quickly, it wouldn't have been as simple as a minor injury now!

Thinking of the long-haired monk, he was even more annoyed in his heart: he finally found a little brother, and he planned to let him do something difficult for him, but when he turned his head, there was nothing!

......

In the Demon Realm, the Soul Refining Demon Venerable looked at some of the reports coming from below, and his interest was lacking.

"A would-be saint hasn't been caught yet," she shook her head, a little disappointed at the efficiency of those men. Since receiving the order of the saint, she immediately issued a notice to reward the head of the quasi-saint of the other world to all the quasi-saints of the demon world.

The bounty is very high, in order to stimulate those guys and increase their enthusiasm, the Soul Refining Demon Venerable has really invested a lot of money this time. But the result was disappointing - only a few quasi-saints made a move, most of them were still in a wait-and-see state, and these few people failed to take down each other!

The Soul Refining Demon Venerable is not on vacation this time, she has to handle all the affairs of the Demon Realm for the three colleagues sitting on the Immortal Demon Battlefield.

Looking at the stack of report materials in front of her, she rubbed her eyebrows and had a headache.

Of course, a pseudo-saint powerhouse like her didn't have the problem of lack of energy, but she didn't like to do this kind of thing, so she was tired! But she couldn't help it, so she could only spend it in this temple.

"Wait a few more days, and when I'm done with all these things at hand, I'll go and take your head myself!"

......

In the hidden cave above the sea of the Demon Realm, the night wind with his eyes closed frowned slightly.

Now that Night and Shadowblade are hunted down, he's in a bit of a bad situation. But immediately his brow furrowed, no matter what, Nightwind's first task was to heal his wounds, and only after he recovered from his injuries could he help the other two bodies.

On the other side of the Demon Realm, with a flick of Dark Night's fingers, the fragment of the blade pierced through a puppet.

But with a low roar, the puppet pounced again.

Dark Night's brows furrowed, and his figure flickered repeatedly, avoiding the twelve bronze golems that rushed around him.

"Damn!" he looked at the empty sky, his gaze gloomy.

He had been carefully hiding in a large city, but he didn't expect that twelve bronze puppets suddenly fell from the sky and surrounded him in the middle.

These puppets are infinitely powerful, and the key is that they are not afraid of life and death, and have no weaknesses. The dark night with only one blade fragment is very disadvantageous against this kind of thing, but what is even more annoying is that he still doesn't know who his opponent is!

The twelve bronze golems moved smoothly, they were scattered everywhere, and they formed a large array between their actions, and their power was amazing!

"This kind of half-step quasi-saint puppet can take out twelve heads at a time, it is by no means an ordinary powerhouse!" Dark Night's face sank, and the first thing he thought of was the Azure family, which was famous for its puppets in the Demon Realm.

The Azure family is good at the way of puppets, and it is well known that Night Wind has also seen two kinds of puppets of the Azure family when he was in the secret realm trial, and the power is indeed not small. As for the appearance and hair color, although it is different from the legend, changing the appearance is just a small spell and is not enough to rely on.

"Can't spend any more here!" If he was trapped by these puppets, he would definitely be the first to be consumed! The dark night's eyes suddenly froze, and the blade that flashed in the air flew back to his side like lightning.

On top of a restaurant in the city, a man with a simple face and silver hair frowned, "Do you want to defend it?"

He doesn't underestimate any of his enemies!

Suddenly, the twelve bronze puppets stopped their movements and were on alert. Even if the other party bursts out with strength and escapes, they can come up with a way to deal with it as soon as possible!

The dark night has a deep gaze: sure enough, someone is manipulating!

Powerful golems have spirituality, that's right. But being able to immediately respond to the enemy's actions is not something that a puppet can do, someone must be behind it!

"Hmph, in case I escape?" his figure suddenly flashed, and the blade of his sword fell to the ground like lightning. The blade of the sword, which is comparable to the innate treasure, falls to the ground, like cutting tofu, and falls into the depths of the ground in an instant!

Above the restaurant, the silver-haired man was startled: with the help of the puppet's gaze, he could see that the figure of the dark night attached to the blade of the sword and escaped into the ground in an instant!

Twelve bronze golems landed at the same time and smashed down with a single punch.

But I heard a roar, and a hundred-zhang deep pit appeared on the ground, but there was no dark night figure in the pit.

"Damn, this made him run!" In the restaurant, a silver-haired man with a simple face slammed the table hatefully. Even as a quasi-saint, there is rarely a chance to win a powerhouse of the same level, and this time there is a news released by the Demon Venerable, and it is even more carefully prepared...... It will be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future!