Mo Qing's 'Moon-by-Moon' was controlled by him, turning into a sharp lightsaber and flying towards Mu Feng at extreme speed.

As he was about to approach him, he collided with the blade of the magic sword, bursting out with two powerful sword winds.

Fengyun then pinched the trick between his fingers, and the 'knowing fate' was under control, and suddenly his aura soared. The wind and clouds changed their fingers, and the 'Knowing Destiny' illusion made several lightsabers, ready to face Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's afterglow swept away, and the corners of his mouth hooked an arc.

The magic sword that was originally countered to Mo Qing's 'Moon-by-Moon' changed into several in a breath. Before Fengyun could make a move, he quickly attacked him.

Fengyun's eyelids were raised slightly, and the sword technique between his fingers changed. Between the calcium carbide firelight, several lightsabers faced the magic sword.

The oncoming magic sword suddenly had a few more, and when the 'Knowing Destiny' and the magic sword intersected, they rushed towards Fengyun.

Before he could react, Fengyun hurriedly stepped back. His eyes stared at the oncoming magic sword, and the spiritual power in his palm was condensed.

"Daddy!"

Feng Qingyi saw that his father was about to be hit by the magic sword, and he was very anxious, calling to fly towards Fengyun with his sword.

When the magic sword was only a few feet away from him, a blue light flashed, and Fu Konglin's green jade fan blocked the attack of the magic sword.

Feng Qingyi saw that his father was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fengyun turned his head to look at him, and was about to open his mouth.

I only heard Fu Kongrin chuckle and said, "The Feng Family Immortal Master doesn't have to be polite!"

The green jade fanned Fu Kongrin's control, and it returned to him in an instant.

"Fu Jiaxian's major cultivation is not bad! A spiritual weapon is even more exquisite!"

"Where is it, Kongrin is the junior, according to the mother's name, and I have to call the immortal master of the Feng family a senior uncle, and my cultivation is inferior to the immortal masters. ”

Feng Yunju didn't speak again, just stared at Mu Feng, who was still fighting with Shi Chengze.

"This magic sword is so weird that even we can't surrender. In this case, I am afraid that I will be entangled by it and lose my strength, how can this be?"

Fu Kongrin stared at the few people who were fighting, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was planning something.

The magic sword changed by Mu Feng's thoughts, and although several of them cultivated well, they still couldn't get close to him.

Every time they attack with a sword, the magic sword will turn into a barrier to block their attacks.

After many rounds of fighting, it was still fruitless. Empress spoke to the silence.

"Silence, isn't there anything in the world that can fight against the magic sword?"

She wanted to find a weapon to fight against the magic sword, and then she could use it to enter Mu Feng's body and destroy the demon seed.

No one else knows, but she does.

Mu Feng did not become a demon, the demon seed sucked the resentment and anger of the people who died in vain in the formation of Shangguan Mansion, and formed an independent individual, but it only occupied Mu Feng's body.

Only by getting close to his side can he have a chance to destroy the demon seed and awaken Mu Feng!

"Yes, it's just hard to find!"

"What is it?"

As soon as Qingge finished asking, he had the answer in his heart, the only divine weapon that can slay demons and eliminate demons is the artifact Netherworld Sword.

It's just that the artifact is in the hands of Heavenly Monarch Yingyuan. If you want to get it, you can only go back to the Nine Heavens to get it if you find your true body.

However, she knew in her heart that until her wish was fulfilled, Silence would not find her true body no matter what.

"In addition to the Nether Sword, there is one that can compete with the Demon Sword!"

Hearing him say that there were other weapons besides the Nether Sword, a trace of joy floated in Qingge's heart.

"Really? What else?"

There, there was a moment of silence.

"It's Youhuaijun's Ancient Ice Sword—'King's Landing'!"

When Qingge heard it, his heart trembled slightly.

The Ancient Ice Sword, which was originally used to seal the true body of the Silent Being, had already disappeared twenty-one years ago when the form of the Soul Monarch was destroyed.

During this period, there were rumors that Youhuaijun secretly gave the Ancient Xuanbing Sword to Qingge. There are also rumors that the Ancient Xuanbing Sword was refined when Youhuaijun died, and I don't know where in the world it was left behind.

Just as she was stunned, Mu Feng screamed in pain in the air.

Qingge looked up and saw Mu Feng, who was still surrounded by demonic qi before, and at this moment, in that black demonic qi, there were bursts of spiritual light.

Shi Chengze took the spiritual power in his palm and looked at this sudden scene.

In the light of the intertwined demonic energy and spiritual energy, the voice of the demon lord was heard angrily.

"After you are a demon, you should be loyal to my demon!"

"I'm not! I'm Mu Feng! I'm an immortal monk! I'm a believer in justice in the world!"

With Mu Feng's shout, the aura in the demonic qi rose, trying to break free from the shackles of the demonic qi and return to the world.

The Demon Lord held the Demon Sword in his hand, and the layers of demonic energy around his body suppressed the aura again.

"Righteous believer, you were born a demon race, and your body flows with the blood of the witch Yaohua, which is a fact that cannot be changed in this life. ”

"I'm the child of the witch Yaohua, but don't forget that I'm also a child of Shi Chengxiu!"

"Hahaha......"

With a wild laugh, the magic sword turned into a rain of swords and flew towards the stone bridge of the two mountain peaks.

Listening only to the sound of painful moans, most of the children of the various immortal sects fell under the magic sword.

When the magic sword saw the blood, the demonic qi skyrocketed in an instant, slowly wrapping the spiritual light that Mu Feng had tried his best to condense, and there was no trace of it.

As the magic sword saw the blood, the entire tide suddenly trembled slightly.

All of a sudden, there was a cacophony.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"What's going on?"

Shi Chengze perceived the abnormal movement, and a trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows.

"Oh no, it's the people of the demon clan who are attacking the mountain protection barrier of the tide career!"

Shi Feng Lian panicked: "Master, what now?"

"Brother, don't be anxious, how could Master's Mountain Protection Barrier be destroyed so easily!"

Shi Chengze didn't reply, he had no way to give an exact result.

The magic sword itself is very powerful, and now that it has seen blood, the demonic nature is even more profound.

And I have called many people from the demon race, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to live in peace.

Just as Mu Feng was about to use the magic sword to attack the immortal sects again, an ethereal and dull flute sounded.

When Mu Feng heard this, he quickly recalled the magic sword, staring at the place where the voice sounded and frowned.

The tide of life, which was a little trembling, returned to calm in an instant.

I saw Jiang Chongbing, the son of the Weinan Jiang family on the stone bridge, holding the small stone flute in his hand, lightly touching his lips.

Feng Qingyi sighed: "I didn't expect this Jiang family prince to have such an artifact in his hand! This demon clan seems to be afraid of this voice. ”

Shi Yunya said: "I heard from the master that the piccolo in his hand is made of a stone, and it is said that the flute sound is full of spiritual power and can force demons and monsters to appear.

If these demon people heard the sound of this flute, they wouldn't have acted rashly!"

Feng Qingyi nodded suddenly and looked up at Mu Feng above him.

"It's just that I don't know if this flute can expel the demon seed in Mu Feng's body?"

Just as he was wondering, Jiang Chongbing's flute sounded again. This time, their immortal cultivators all felt the aura carried by the flute.

As soon as Qingge entered, he was inexplicably familiar with this feeling, and couldn't help but look at the stone flute in his hand.

"Hmph! If you're lucky today, you'll come again!"

As his slightly bewitching voice sounded, the black figure disappeared into the sword training ground in the blink of an eye.