When Luo Xiao punched the faceless head, an extremely resentful and violent voice came into his ears: "Your name is Luo Xiao, I remember you, you wait!"

The voice was squeezed into my head not through ventriloquism, but through divine thoughts.

At the same moment, Feng Jiuge, who was stunned by the scene of the faceless headshot, quickly came back to his senses, and instead of fading, the green blade in his palm exploded three feet, forming a cyan lightsaber and slashing down at an unobtrusive gray light cluster that was rapidly fleeing in the air.

The blue light was like lightning, and it was chased quickly, and Luo Xiao could even hear the resentful and fearful scream.

Coldly, a black light stabbed into the killing, colliding violently with the blue light, the blue light exploded, the black light was annihilated, and the gray shadow also escaped the catastrophe of the soul, desperate to flee into the distance.

Feng Jiu Ge gritted his teeth and glared at Zhigong, who was fighting against Di Lifeng, but he struck a magic weapon that broke his Danqi Divine Soldier, and sighed: "What a good opportunity, but unfortunately he let him run, in less than ten years, he will find a suitable body again, and reborn ......"

At this time, Luo Xiao had already understood, although Faceless was shot in the head by himself, he did not die. The characteristic of the ghost clan is that the gods and souls are their true bodies, and the shells are just skins. If the skin is broken, find another one, as long as the soul is not extinguished, you can be reborn infinitely.

"I'm going to take him!" Luo Xiao, who understood it, unfolded his extreme body method and chased after him.

Feng Jiu Ge couldn't breathe and shook his head, he didn't think that this little junior brother could help but get the faceless divine soul, the only one who could kill the divine soul was the Danqi Divine Weapon or some special magic weapons for the divine soul, but unfortunately he was no longer able to use the Danqi Divine Weapon, he had so many magic weapons, but none for the divine soul.

However, after Faceless loses his body, there is no longer a threat, and there will be no danger in catching up, so let the little junior brother see it...... But then again, this little junior brother is very amazing, what kind of secret technique is he practicing, and he can actually kill faceless, something that even a Qingdan realm like himself can't do. Could it be that after not going back for decades, the sect has unearthed some powerful ancient secret records?

Feng Jiuge's thoughts were racing, but he didn't stop there, but flew towards Zhigong, who was fighting against Di Lifeng.

The faceless spirit escaped extremely quickly, like a flowing fire and lightning, among the hundreds of strong people who were fighting, the only one who could catch up with this flowing fire light and shadow was Luo Xiao's immortal foot except for Feng Jiu Ge, who had the wings of the wind.

One flash, another flash, three flashes, intercepted the path of the faceless soul light group, and with a pull of his right palm, he pulled out the grip of the fairy mirror from his arm......

Suddenly, an inexplicable strange suction force came from the side, and the faceless spirit suddenly twisted, transforming into a skeletal face. The terrifying skeletal face unexpectedly mimicked a look of fear, and the skull's mouth opened wide as if screaming, screaming, and trembling...... Then, it turned into a streamer of light and threw it at the immortal sword that loomed in the blood mist.

"This is ......" Luo Xiao was stunned, and because he gave up the traction of his divine sense, he pulled out half of the fairy mirror and automatically retreated.

"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter came from a distance, and he saw the red-haired Di Li's Pillar Sword in the clouds, his momentum was mighty, and he laughed happily, "Look, look, this is the demon spirit you have awakened with your life! There is no human nature, only a demonic thing, what is the reward for you? It is to devour your souls!hahahaha!"

Zhigong also stood on the clouds, his long beard was blown by the desert wind, his face was neither sad nor joyful, and his voice did not rise or fall at all: "We are all slaves of the Demon God, and it was the Demon God who created us, and we can take our lives at any time." ”

You've all realized this, what else can I say?

Di Lifeng's laughter stopped abruptly, and he didn't know what expression to do on his face.

Feng Jiu Ge sighed lightly: "These demons and ghosts have fallen into demons, and their behavior is unbelievable, and they are beyond the reach of people. ”

Di Lifeng drew his sword and rose, and the killing machine reappeared: "Since this is the case, there is nothing to say, kill!"

Just as the three supreme powerhouses once again showed their spirit weapons, a violent collision was about to break out.

"Roar—"

The third demon roar sounded without warning, and the battlefield that was turned into a pot of porridge was frozen, and all the roars, sorrows, Danqi collisions, spirit soldiers attacked, and even the howling wind was stagnant.

The next moment, crackling, like a drugged flying insect, I don't know how many people, ghosts, and demons fell from the sky.

With this as the center of the circle, within a radius of a hundred miles, many of the four clan electors who were gathering towards this place where earth-shattering movements were made, and at this moment, they were like moths to a fire, pouring blood mold. It's good to spurt blood and fall to the ground, and it's lucky to be unconscious in the past, more of a madness, waving the spirit soldier in his hand, infusing the power of the origin, and slashing at the surrounding companions, and the surrounding companions are also furious, and the companions who originally fought side by side, the same family, the same clan, and even the blood relatives, at this moment, are like facing enemies who do not share the sky, and they will cut each other into blood in an instant......

The influence of the Voice is not just for the Terrans, but for all races without discrimination. For a while, the blood qi was tumbling, thick as smoke, and pillars of blood-colored smoke were sucked into the fairy sword. Gradually, the light of the sword body of the fairy sword became brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling, like a small sun, and the huge blood-colored pillars of smoke suddenly increased their speed and frantically pounced on the fairy sword......

Luo Xiao had already fallen from the clouds, and was sitting on the sand, shaking his dizzy head, his whole body was weak, his brain was a little confused, and it seemed that there was a faint voice echoing in his mind, making him stand up involuntarily and stagger towards the fairy sword.

"Little junior brother, wait a minute. ”

There was a voice behind him that seemed a little familiar, Luo Xiao turned his head, and at the same time clenched his fists, and just as he was about to hit out, his shoulder was patted, and a solemn but gentle face appeared in front of him.

"Little junior brother, follow me, don't walk around, the demon spirit has changed......"

Luo Xiao seemed to be a little more sober, shaking his head vigorously, only to feel that he seemed to be about to do something wrong, but his head was confused, and he couldn't remember what it was.

Feng Jiu Ge flew back with Luo Xiao, his eyes were firmly fixed on the fairy sword, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that the demon spirit is about to be born, Di Lao, you can't wait any longer, send a signal." ”

Di Lifeng landed from the air, and his expression was extremely nervous: "I have already sent a signal, but there has been no response, and the floating flying boat that responds may have changed." ”

Feng Jiu Ge changed color: "If this is the case, with the strength of you and me, I am afraid that we will not be able to control the demon spirit." ”

Zhigong, who was not far away, led a group of demons and ghosts with withered breath, looked at the fairy sword with ecstasy on his face, and muttered: "It's fast, it's fast......"

Suddenly, all the blood mist and blood smoke pillars were thrown into the immortal sword like arrows, and all the blood and qi in the sky disappeared, and there was not a trace of it.

Buzz –

A sword groan, which was clearer than the dragon's groan, and more melodious than the phoenix's roar, rolled far away in all directions.

The giant fairy sword that emitted the light of the scorching sun seemed to be pulled up by an invisible giant hand, and slowly rose into the air, rising higher and higher, as if it was about to become a second sun.

The fairy sword, or the magic sword, was born!