The black monster approached Ximen Ruoxue, stretched out its claws covered with black scales, grabbed her neck, lifted her whole up and pulled her to the front, and gently sniffed her aroma, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

"Yuan Yin is still here, very good, very good, the deity is merciful, let you taste this bliss before you die!" The black monster stretched out a foot-long scarlet tongue and licked Ximen Ruoxue's face.

Although Ximen Ruoxue is a fake infant monk, and she has been cultivating for more than 100 years, she has been clean since she was a child, and she is not often approached by a stranger of the opposite sex.

Embarrassed and angry, the silver teeth bitten, Ximen Ruoxue tried her best to urge the little mana left in her body, and she wanted to self-destruct the Yuan Shen in order to maintain her innocent body, but she didn't expect that the black monster seemed to have expected it, and with a slight shock, the last trace of mana in her body was dispersed.

"It's a fierce character, but do you think a little trick can avoid the eyes of the deity?" the black monster grinned, and then tore it violently, and Ximen Ruoxue's robe was torn apart in an instant, leaving only a small belly pocket, and the spring light leaked a large piece.

"Ah!" Ximen Ruoxue exclaimed, she couldn't accept such a scene, and she fainted directly.

"It's fun to be awake!" the black monster was surprised when he saw this, but then he smiled, spit out a wisp of pink mist from his mouth, and burrowed into Ximen Ruoxue's mouth and nose: "It's more interesting to add some means!"

As soon as the black monster shook his arm, he woke up Ximen Ruoxue, and was about to take the next step despite Ximen Ruoxue's strong resistance, when he suddenly raised his eyebrows, stared at a clearing not far away, and said coldly: "Sneaky, get out of here!"

At the same time as he spoke, the black monster slapped at that side, and a black claw of five or six zhang in size formed in the air, and slammed down, with the posture of shaking everything below.

And at this moment, a blue sword light appeared in the sky on the empty silt under the devil's claws, with a large area of sharp sword qi, in the shape of a dragon scroll, and burst and swept towards the sky.

"Boom!", the black devil's claws were easily torn apart by the blue tornado sword, and then a cyan figure walked out slowly, with a grimace mask on his face that seemed to cry but not cry, and seemed to laugh but not laugh.

As soon as the masked man came out, a glimmer of hope suddenly surged in Ximen Ruoxue's dead eyes, and she looked at the masked man with a slight tremble, she didn't expect the masked man to save her, she just wanted to get a chance to kill herself, she would rather die than be defiled by the black monster.

"It is worthy of being the Red Wind Lewd Venerable, although it only has the cultivation of a fake baby, but this induction method is really tight!" A voice that was neither male nor female came from under the grimace mask, and the tone was not shocking, and it seemed to be quite calm and calm.

Sensing that the masked man was just a fake infancy stage of cultivation, the corners of the black monster's mouth were slightly upturned, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but after hearing what the masked man said, he suddenly sank his face: "Who are you, why do you know the roots of this seat!"

"Naturally, I listened to what others said!" the masked man replied nonchalantly, arching his hand slightly.

"Who did you listen to, and who are you, hiding your head and tail, wearing a mask, could it be that you have no face to see people?" the black monster's voice buzzed out, and at the same time, the demonic energy all over its body gushed continuously, completely ready to make a move at any time.

The masked man grinned, and the mask on his face also hooked a smile, and said helplessly: "I don't dare to show my face, naturally I heard those people before say that Your Excellency is just a fake body, and I am afraid that after killing Your Excellency, Your Majesty's real body will come to find trouble." Now the means are not enough, and I can't deal with your true body!"

"Hahaha, you little monk of the nether realm, you really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, you know the origin of this seat, and you dare to be so big, you want to kill the deity, it is really ridiculous, your words are really the funniest joke I have heard in more than 100 years of recovery!" The black monster laughed instead of anger when he heard Han Ming's words, and then his face was full of hideousness, and he grinned and showed a mouth full of fangs and smiled: "The deity wants to see what means you have, and you even want to kill this seat in vain, and you also want to pull out the person behind you, and torture it to why it knows the roots of this seat!" ”

After speaking, the black monster raised his hand slightly, threw aside Ximen Ruoxue, whose mana and body were imprisoned, and stepped forward suddenly, and a stream of rich black demonic qi gushed out, turning into two black claws and grabbing the masked man.

"The advanced fake baby is not long, and there is a shortage of a trainer, just take you!" the masked man smiled lightly, and lightly crossed the blue long sword in his hand, and once again slashed at the black devil's claws.

The blue sword qi and the black devil's claws froze in mid-air, on one side was the rich demonic energy, and on the other side was the pure spiritual power, the two diametrically opposed spiritual powers collided violently, but they were evenly matched, and neither side could have the upper hand for a while.

Looking at the demon claws and sword qi that could not hold each other in mid-air, the masked man casually took a little bit, and the huge sword qi instantly exploded, turning into thousands of small edges, piercing the two demon claws in all directions, and there was no momentum to press down, turning into wisps of demonic qi and dissipating.

"Your Excellency hurry up and use your means, otherwise there will be no chance!" the masked man shrugged, and then added: "I just secretly saw that your two discs are very powerful, hurry up and use them, otherwise there will be no chance, the beauty is still waiting on the side, you don't want to finish the fight early!"

Ximen Ruoxue on the side heard the words of the masked man, her heart sank slightly, the trace of luck that was saved by the masked man completely disappeared, even if the green-robed man defeated the monster, then she was out of the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den.

The black monster is okay, eighty percent will kill her after insulting her, but if this masked man catches her, maybe he will imprison her and use her as a furnace, cultivating day and night.

Ximen Ruoxue is trying her best to impact the confinement of her whole body, trying to recover some mana before the two of them can split the victory, even if she can't escape successfully, she can have the ability to cut herself, and she can't be captured alive by one of them, and the end is unimaginable.

But the pink gas in her body began to work, her white cheeks slowly turned red, her mind was gradually lost, and the primitive impulse was infinitely amplified by the pink gas.

On the other side, the black monster looked Han Ming up and down, and was not provoked, but sneered: "It's up to you, and you are not worthy of using the Ten Thousand Poisonous Eyes." ”

After speaking, the black monster retreated behind him, and instantly turned into a wisp of faint demonic energy, which was invisible to the naked eye at all, and could not be detected by spiritual power, just like the situation when it disappeared after being attacked by the three people of Hehezong together with the three Buddha talismans.

The black monster disappeared, but the masked man was not in a hurry, he didn't even let go of a shield, and slowly put the aqua blue long sword in his hand into the storage bag, put his hands behind his back, and scanned the surroundings, with a posture of not moving the enemy and not moving.

There was a brief silence here, except for the moaning of Ximen Ruoxue not far away due to the erosion of pink mist, and the bubbles that bubbled up from time to time in the swamp.

After a dozen or so breaths, a slight sound sounded five or six feet behind the masked man, and it was instantly captured by the masked man, he turned his head sideways, and without thinking about it, a sharp and abnormal sword qi instantly formed, slashing towards that side.

But the sword qi slashed into the air, there was nothing, and in front of the masked man, a faint black shadow instantly appeared, gently probing his claws, and digging down at the masked man's abdomen, it was the means to kill the first monk Ling Hu under the Yuan Ying before.

The black monster felt that he was a little bit of a cup, and was affected by this kid's calmness, thinking that it had something to do with the three sons of Tailun, and maybe even a disciple of the three sons of Tailun or something, but he didn't expect it to be just a paper tiger.

The black monster was very confident, with the strength of his Holy Clan's physical body, so close to the side of the Terran cultivator of the same rank who was weak in the flesh, he would definitely have more than ninety percent certainty of killing the other party!

He was about to take out the masked man's golden pill with one claw, but the black monster was stunned, its claws seemed to have hit some extremely hard magic weapon, and it didn't penetrate it, but was shocked and hurt.

At the same time, the black monster saw the masked man turn his head sideways, and the faint cyan glow under the mask was full of sarcasm.

"Just wait for you to get close!" the masked man chuckled, and two more scaly arms sprang out from his side.

The four golden arms grabbed the four arms of the black monster like lightning, like an indestructible treasure, no matter how hard the black monster struggled, it couldn't escape.

The four golden arms were exerted at the same time, and the masked man pulled violently, not giving the black monster a little room to react at all, and easily tore it into five pieces, and the black demon blood in the sky sprinkled down, just like the posture of the black monster tearing apart Linghu before.

At the critical moment, the black monster shouted: "Burst!", and most of the remaining black demon body rose and shrank, instantly bursting into a large circle of black light, directly covering the masked man in it.

The black halo raged for a while, enveloping the surrounding hundred and ten zhang inside, and the corpses of the previous False Dan Stage and Hezong monks were all shattered and torn apart, and a large pit was also blasted out under the swamp, and the surrounding liquid black mud could not be filled in a short time.

A golden figure slowly came out of the black halo, except for the neat green robe that was in tatters, but there was no damage at all, and the golden body was terrifying.

With a slight wave of his hand, the surrounding demon blood was easily swept away, and the masked man looked at a piece of black smoke not far away, and grinned slightly: "It is worthy of being a demon venerable, this can escape the soul, admire and admire it below!"

The black monster's body was destroyed, and now there was only a mass of uncertain divine souls left, suspended forty or fifty zhang away from Han Ming, but he didn't flee immediately.

"Who are you, how can your physical body be so powerful!" The black monster's divine soul shook slightly, and such a spiritual fluctuation was heard.

"If you really want to know, then you might as well restrain yourself and let you know before you die completely!" the masked man grinned, raising his foot towards the black monster's spirit.

"You really think you've eaten the deity, you're looking for death!" The black monster screamed, and two small discs were sacrificed by him, and then gritted his teeth, and a small demigod evolved into the form of another monster and fused into one of them.

The small disc slowly rose into the air, trembled violently, and turned into an eye again, its eyelids trembled slightly, as if it could be opened at any time, it was the poisonous eye that had killed many monks of the Hehe Sect in the previous moment. I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fandao" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~