"Boom ......"

A sub-peak next to it was grazed by a blood-red knife shadow of dozens of zhang, and the forbidden aura that flashed on it had no effect, and it was easily shattered.

The hard rock on the mountain, which has been soaked in demonic qi all the year round, was blasted out of an arc-shaped pit of dozens of zhang just by rubbing the light and shadow of the tip of the knife.

In this huge sword shadow that seemed to be substance, a purple-black shadow flickered violently, as if it was resisting, but in the face of dozens of times the size of the Yuan Qi sword light, the struggle at this point did not stir many waves, and after only a few breaths, it was stagnant inside, and there was no movement.

The thick blood-red sword light seemed to sense the enemy's demise and began to shrink inward, and the absorbed demonic energy was also compressed.

At this time, the killing intent was not as strong as it was at the beginning, but there was an aura of evil greed, and the rich blood light wrapped the immovable purple-black shadow, squirming slightly, as if digesting some kind of food.

A moment later, the purple shadow vanished, and the blood-red blade quickly became smaller and retracted into the Demon Dragon Blade.

The tip of this magic knife slanted downward, and the ravine of more than ten zhang spread all the way to the edge of the mountaintop, and beyond that was the sub-peak that had been blasted out of an arc-shaped hole.

The position of the handle of the knife is a pair of skinny palms, and Qi Ruyan, who holds it, has turned into a dried corpse, as if all the flesh and blood have disappeared without a trace, and the eyes exude a faint red glow, and the aura of the soul is extremely weak.

Abbot Zhiyuan, who was not far away, looked at this scene with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

"How is this possible, although the Demon Dragon Blade has not been used for thousands of years, the chaotic magic power stored in it has not reached its peak, why can it make such a terrifying attack and destroy Wu Daoyou with one blow. ”

Just as he was thinking, the surface of the Demon Dragon Blade suddenly flashed with a black and red aura of aura, and Qi Ruyan's shriveled body lit up with a blood-red light at the same time, with the intent of slaughter, from the position of the head to the hands, pouring into the Demon Dragon Blade.

Two beast-like roars came from within the magic knife, exuding murderous intent and brutal intent, as if two beasts were fighting.

After a few breaths, the Demon Dragon Blade fell into calm again, the two wills and even the black and red spiritual light disappeared, and in the demonic energy around the body, several vitality auras were manifested, lingering outside the blade, and this Heavenly Demon Treasure returned to its original appearance.

A breeze blew, and a trace of cracks appeared in Qi Ruyan's corpse-like body, which broke like porcelain shattering, fell to the ground, turned into a pile of dust, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Abbot Zhiyuan was shocked.

"How can this be, with the Chaos Magic Power Protector, it is impossible for the Demon Dragon Blade to completely devour the user, is it because it absorbed Wu Daoyou's Yuan Shen, which led to the great success of the killing intent?"

Huatian Temple has a deep relationship with the Holy Demon Sect, and the abbot of Zhiyuan knows the Demon Dragon Blade very well, even if the Holy Demon King personally used it back then, it would hit the Divine Transformation Stage monk at most, and it was impossible to kill it.

But just now, the scene where the Demon Dragon Blade killed the opponent and devoured the flesh and blood showed that Wu Wenxuan's body, divine soul, and Yuan Ying were all absorbed, and the dead could no longer die.

And the phenomenon of the Demon Dragon Blade counterattacking the possession of a Chaos Magic Power user has never appeared in the history of the Holy Demon Sect for so many years.

Abbot Zhiyuan looked at the Demon Dragon Blade suspended in mid-air, a heavy look of doubt flashed in his eyes, he couldn't figure out why Wu Wenxuan was so supportive, and took the initiative to feed a wisp of Yuan Shen power to the Demon Dragon Blade, so that his killing intent soared, and he had to vent his greatest power.

Looking back now, it seems that this god and demon cultivator did it on purpose.

"Something is wrong, Wu Daoyou is cautious, he hasn't attacked the Holy Demon Sect for so many years, he is afraid of the power of the Demon Dragon Blade, but his behavior today is the opposite. ”

Thinking of this, Abbot Zhiyuan couldn't help but look up not far away, the magic marrow knife and the three conical magic weapons looked a little dim, but they were still suspended in mid-air, and there seemed to be magic power circulating inside, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and thought of some possibility.

But at this moment, hundreds of zhang away, a black light suddenly turned from nothingness into an entity, exuding the magic fluctuations of the late Yuan Infant period, and shot towards the mountain peak, with an astonishing speed.

The old monk looked into his senses and immediately saw the person who was coming.

It was a muscular man with unknown runes carved into his skin, and he held a gray-black hammer in one hand and a miserable white bone claw in the other, his eyes flashing with greed.

The abbot of Zhiyuan clasped his hands together, and the meaning of peace and compassion flowed out: "Good, good, Tu Lingzi Daoyou, the demon dragon blade is different, it's better not to touch it." ”

His voice seemed to carry some kind of unique will, spreading into the distance, the power of the will of this abbot of Huatian Temple was different from other cultivators of the Transformation Stage, it did not have much lethality to the divine soul, but it could greatly affect the seven emotions and six desires of the immortal cultivator.

This sound wave containing a strong will is to reduce the greed of the other party, so that he will give up the idea of the Demon Dragon Blade, the situation just now is very strange, he doesn't want anyone to continue to die because of the Demon Dragon Blade.

Tu Lingzi's expression remained unchanged, and there was an extra layer of pale yellow aura in the light outside his body, and the intention of compassion swept across his body, and the greed in his eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Divine Soul Defense Magic Weapon?"

Abbot Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, and then sighed lightly, and the two vajra circles shone brightly, flying out with a dark golden halo, and the terrifying power comparable to the transformation of the Yuan Qi surged.

Seeing this, Tu Lingzi's eyes flashed with caution, his mouth opened slightly, and he spit out two balls of demonic light at the weapon in both hands, these demonic lights were extremely strange, like an entity, and there was faint flesh and blood wriggling inside, but what could be exuded was only the fluctuation of the peak of the Jiedan.

Then his late infantile magic power surged, and these flesh and blood magic powers were absorbed into two weapons in the blink of an eye, and two terrifying fluctuations suddenly emanated.

A large number of demonic energies around them manifested one after another, and even competed for nearly half of the demonic vitality that flocked to the Vajra Circle, and a black light hammer densely covered with demonic patterns, like a substance, with a terrifying coercion, greeted the Vajra Circle.

In the magic weapon of the bone claw on the other side, a gray light claw shot out, although this claw is also a five-fingered hand bone, but it is twice as large as the hand bone of the human race, and there are several inches of bone spurs on the knuckle joints.

The Demon Light Bone Claw continued to absorb the Demon Yuan Qi as it flew away, appearing more and more dazzling, and rushed towards the position of the Demon Dragon Blade.

"Demon Weapon!

Abbot Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that it was rumored that the Blood Beast Gate had some kind of secret technique to urge magic weapons, and his face couldn't help but be solemn, and a golden bowl appeared in front of him, and a large piece of golden light gushed out of it, shrouded in the Demon Dragon Blade.

"Bump!"

A loud bang came, and the two vajra circles and the dark black hammer shadow intertwined, bursting out with a cloud of gold and black light, and the terrifying energy was surging, and it seemed to be comparable.

But after all, the Vajra Circle is a magic weapon entity, and the black hammer shadow is only transformed by vitality, and when the two sides are staggered, the hammer shadow gradually dims, but it seems that it can still support it for a while.

And the gray bone claw gripped the golden light fiercely, rubbing out a vortex of Yuan Qi, and the golden light curtain appeared a slight crack for a while, but as the golden bowl gushed out a new energy, it condensed again.

At this moment, the originally quiet Demon Dragon Blade below seemed to sense something, and trembled slightly, and the blood-red light flickered, and it actually flew up, merging with the transformation bone claw, shattering the golden light.

Tu Lingzi and Zhiyuan were both startled by this abnormal movement, and then the Great Elder of the Blood Beast Sect showed a look of surprise, and hurriedly controlled the bone claw, grabbed the Demon Dragon Blade and flew back.

"Buzz ......"

A slight vibration suddenly resounded on the top of the mountain, and the dim Demon Essence Knife, at some point, turned into a purple-black streamer, swept a large amount of demonic energy halo, and the terrifying power spread.

Tu Lingzi looked at the Demon Essence Knife that suddenly rushed over, the joy on his face stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Old Demon Wu is still alive!"