Since this secret technique was obtained, Sima Yuan had only used it once.

I used it again this time, but it was used against a demon fox whose appearance was enough to bring disaster to the country and the people.

I don't know when, Sima Yuan, who used to have good intentions towards the world, came to such a vicious method at his fingertips.

Sima Yuan didn't feel anything wrong with this move at all, or that in dealing with the Hidden Peak of the Zixiao Sect, any means were taken for granted.

This is, the demon fox's face became more and more hideous and terrifying, and the gaze that looked at Sima Yuan was particularly resentful, hateful, and even resentful.

Sima Yuan turned a deaf ear, and after exhaling lightly, he slowly closed his eyes.

As his mind grew, the black light in his hand became more and more intense.

At the same time, within the sea of consciousness of the demon fox, a ghostly light suddenly fell, penetrating its mental defense like a sharp sword, reaching the depths of the soul mouth.

Suddenly, as the demon fox roared, Sima Yuan's face changed slightly, and a seal exuding a golden color suddenly appeared in the deepest part of his soul.

Immediately, a golden light slashed down in the air.

Outside, Sima Yuan snorted, but his gaze became more and more fierce.

Divine Soul Seal? What kind of illustrious identity does this demon have?

At this moment, a majestic and indifferent word sounded in Sima Yuan's mind: "If you dare to kill and injure my Divine Fox disciple, you deserve to die!"

These words sounded in Sima Yuan's ears like rolling thunder, deafening and buzzing.

Then, Sima Yuan and the demon fox flew upside down in unison, and a mouthful of blood erupted from their mouths.

Sima Yuan, who was flying upside down, suddenly felt that the life and death crisis was coming, and he didn't want to pat his chest and abdomen.

A flash of green and red sword light swept away and slashed in front of him.

In an instant, a wail came back, and Sima Yuan's mind was hit hard again.

The green red sword light is exactly asking the sword itself.

After reaching a hundred zhang away, Sima Yuan's body was stable, and his gaze at the demon fox was full of horror.

But I saw that two hundred zhang away in the sky, a vague figure slowly stepped into the air.

Looking at its cultivation as a qi machine, it is a little ethereal.

Sima Yuan gasped and cursed to hell.

It's like shooting yourself in the foot.

Seeing that the blurred phantom was getting closer and closer, Sima Yuan's face showed a hint of struggle, and then turned into firmness and determination.

Instead of fleeing in panic, not going into a battle against the water, leaving it to die and come back to life!

His gaze was calm, and after exhaling lightly, a figure flashed on the sword with a slightly dim spiritual light in his hand, standing side by side with Sima Yuan.

Looking at its increasingly clear appearance, it seems to be the same as Sima Yuan.

The two mighty machines comparable to Yuan Ying stood side by side, and Sima Yuan glanced sideways at the side and asked the Divine Sword Spirit, and nodded slightly.

The machine spirit immediately turned into a void and became one with it in an instant.

In an instant, Sima Yuan's breath skyrocketed, and the vague figure paused slightly.

He seemed to cast a curious gaze, and looked at Sima Yuan with a look of surprise.

However, before Sima Yuan could react, his side shook slightly, and his suspected delicate figure was revealed.

Its mouth is slightly open, and it is gently inhaled.

Suddenly, the spiritual machines within a radius of thousands of miles roared together, like a stream of spiritual rain coming one after another.

At the same time, its originally slightly illusory figure is slightly condensed, and the breath is huge, vast and boundless.

At this time, Sima Yuan's cultivation breath two hundred zhang away gradually stabilized, and looking at its might, it was impressively among the peaks of Yuanying.

But this realm is extremely illusory, like an attic in the sky, which will collapse in an instant.

It collapses at the touch of a button.

At this moment, the vague figure began to step forward, and one step was dozens of feet.

Sima Yuan slowly raised his head, and the sword in his hand was shining brightly and scorching.

A terrifying sword aura spread quickly, sharp and clear.

Sima Yuan suddenly let out a long roar and jumped forward.

In an instant, Sima Yuan's figure leaped to a height of 100 zhang.

His gaze was sharp, and after a loud shout, he slashed down with a sword!

"Kill!"

A shock spread, and the blurred figure raised its head slightly, as if sneering.

Just as the sword light was about to fall, a slender hand slowly poked out of the thick fog.

Then with a gentle wave like dust.

Suddenly, the sword light suddenly froze and stopped in the air.

Sima Yuan's face changed, and his figure was about to retreat.

A pleasant chuckle sounded, "If you want to leave, I'm afraid you can't." ”

Sima Yuan gasped, his hairs stood on end, and his heart trembled.

His eyes showed horror and bitterness, and the person in front of him was really not an ordinary primordial baby.

It is a half-step heavenly realm!

Almost at the same time, there was a gentle tug of the bare hand below.

Sima Yuan's figure was suddenly dragged down in exclamation, and suddenly fell towards the man.

Seeing that it was about to fall into his hands, Sima Yuan's eyes were fierce, and he immediately took out several real weapons and smashed them down.

At the same time, he immediately shouted: "Explosion!"

When the words fell, those swords, guns, swords, and halberds trembled in unison, as if a terrifying fluctuation was about to spread.

The vague figure stagnated, and there seemed to be a chill coming out.

"Does the little brother look down on the concubine like this?"

Sima Yuanli also ignored it, his figure turned around suddenly, and said in his mouth: "Escape!"

There was a ripple under his feet, and Sima Yuan stepped forward without hesitation, and then disappeared.

Almost as soon as his figure disappeared, a silent ribbon of silk scarves quietly passed through.

At the same time, the vague figure below looked at the several real artifacts that Sima Yuan threw down without saying a word.

She stood still, letting the real artifacts explode.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound sounded in the blue sky here, running through the sky and resounding in the sky.

The self-detonation power of such a nearly digital infant real person leveled dozens of mountains below almost instantly.

And the vague figure silently watched as the power of the explosion instantly covered it, spreading with lightning speed.

After a long time, a light breaking sound sounded in the air, but it was Sima Yuan who fell from above.

At this time, his clothes were in tatters, especially the flesh and blood behind his back were almost burned and scorched, and it was pitch black.

There is even a hint of barbecue in the air.

Sima Yuan grinned and ripped off the placket of his back, partially embedded in the flesh and blood scarf, which made him twitch in pain.

He inhaled the cold air, and after tearing off a few wisps, his body suddenly stiffened.

Slowly turn around and look behind you.

But seeing that in the sky above the place where only a few real artifacts exploded, an increasingly ethereal figure looked at him silently, silently.

Sima Yuan's expression was a little distracted, and he immediately sighed as if he had accepted his fate.

There seemed to be bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself, "Is this a half-step spirit god?"

However, at this time, the vague figure stopped replying, and after looking at Sima Yuan deeply, his body suddenly trembled.

Sima Yuan was on guard as if he were facing a great enemy.

Unexpectedly, after a trembling moment, his ethereal figure finally showed signs of collapse.

Sima Yuan was immediately excited, and the green red long sword in his hand resurfaced again, and a dazzling sword light suddenly reflected in the sky.

Sima Yuan suddenly sent the long sword in his hand forward.

With a roar, the long sword immediately broke through the air.

With a bang, under the eyes of the blurred figure, it pierced.

After a shudder, it collapsed and exploded.

Seeing this, Sima Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief in his eyes, and his peak momentum disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, a bland word sounded in his ears: "Little brother, remember to come to my Immortal Fox Ridge, the concubine will definitely treat you well." ”

Sima Yuan stiffened, a fool would go to your Immortal Fox Ridge.

He was full of slander, but he didn't let up completely, and his vigilant eyes kept scanning the surroundings, trying to find his hiding place.

This little guy really eats people and doesn't spit out bones, and he was almost killed by her.

At this moment, the little fox's eyes gradually dimmed, and the seal in the sea of his consciousness gradually fell silent until it disappeared.

At the same time, as Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, the little fox's flesh and blood gradually turned into a stream of light and roared away.

Before he could escape far, a teleportation ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

As soon as the little fox's light was pierced, its breath disappeared completely.

It's hard to sense anymore.

Sima Yuan was relieved.

However, at this moment, Sima Yuan raised his head, only to see a big hand in the sky poking out from the void and slamming towards the void.

Suddenly, after a roar, the sky was stained with blood, like a painting in the void.

Poignant.

Sima Yuan's expression was shocked, and a cold breath rushed up from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.

Frame him in front of him!

Blame him for the little fox's death on the spot.

And the most important thing is that he still has to accept this account.

Faintly, Sima Yuan seemed to hear a terrible and painful sound coming from the other side of the space, as well as a hoarse and angry voice.

His eyes were completely gloomy, and he scolded secretly, this pot was really settled.

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When Sima Yuan was facing off against the person who was suspected of being a fox, there were two figures facing each other tens of thousands of miles away in the sky.

Among them, it was the ancestor of the Xiao family who made a move against Sima Yuan in Dragon Scale Prefecture.

This time, it struck again, but the situation was completely opposite.

At the beginning, he was to avenge his children and grandchildren, but this time he opposed the former 'alliance' and even personally blocked it.

The person who blocked it was none other than the evil god of the Evil God Temple!

Both of them have half-step Heavenly Realm cultivation, and between the turmoil of mana, the mountains and rivers will be broken, and a state will tremble.

However, perhaps it was because the two of them took into account the terrifying destructive power of the half-step Heavenly Realm, and they tacitly went straight to the top of the sky.

The two are facing each other oppositely, and the momentum is rising.

The evil god's body is illusory, seemingly unreachable, sometimes far and sometimes near.

Looking at its cultivation as a qi machine, it seems that there is not much change compared to the beginning.

However, the solemn and monstrous Xiao Clan Ancestor on the other side was like a great enemy.

The story of the tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and the story of Longyou being in the shallows and being played by shrimp is still illusory after all.

The so-called dead camel is bigger than a horse, and even if the evil god cultivates to the point of not one out of ten, it is not something he can compete with.

Perhaps only those in Qinghongzhou can wrestle with him, and in addition, any half-step spirit god in the next session will be difficult to compare.

The Xiao Clan's ancestor eyes flickered, and the mysterious aura on his side shrouded all directions, like rolling thunder that shocked Wanli Biyu.

His face remained silent, and he said slowly: "Why are Daoist friends so obsessed, isn't it good to work for the higher authorities with us?

The clothes on the arms of the evil god are scattered, and it seems that there is a suspicion of doing it.

However, his expression is still not good-looking, as if he did not succeed.

After the evil god was silent for a while, he said slowly: "The bird's ambition is clear?"

Hearing this, the Xiao Clan's ancestor's face suddenly sank, and he couldn't help but snort coldly, looking at the evil god's gaze as if there was a gloomy color.

He said sadly: "Don't forget, fellow Daoists, now you are just a lost dog." ”

The evil god said slowly: "You are just a pseudo-realm in the lower realm, what do you know?"

The ancestor of the Xiao clan laughed loudly, and his momentum exploded, "Then today, Xiao, the pseudo-realm ant, will come to learn some Taoist skills." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared suddenly.

The evil god snorted, and his figure flickered immediately, disappearing almost at the same time as the Xiao Ancestor.

In a few moments, there was a violent collision sound in the air, and the whole world was shaken.