Shen Shang had made a lot of jokes and boosted the morale of many demon clans, and when the last moment approached, he wanted to say a few words to himself.

"Death, death. He muttered, as if he were about to sing a low, sad hymn, "You wicked creature, who will not leave us anything, and who in forty-nine days will wipe us out of the face of the earth, never make an exception, never show mercy, and why should I fear you? Come, let me see you for what you really are, and you may be a wretched creature who has failed step by step like me......

Bingkui's giant sword was chopped, like the blades of a windmill, like a tree blown down by the wind, and the snowflakes in the sky timidly gave way to the side, but the wind in the snow was willing to act for the tiger, and let out a roar of cheering.

The demon clan also has a roar, and they cheer for themselves.

The periphery is full of tall beast demons, they hold weapons in their hands, but they don't use them, but some bow their heads and raise their horns, some raise their arms to block, and even some demon clans open their big mouths to face the ice sword with their teeth, this is their demon pill, it is their best shield, harder than the sword and club in their hands, but once damaged, it is more deadly.

The demon clan has no other choice, they have no demon magic and spells, and they don't have magic weapons to compete with the enemy, so they can only fight to the death with demon pills.

An ice sword struck the demon pill, making an indescribable harsh sound, like the two most jerky metals rubbing against each other, not all the way to the end, but twisting, fast and slow, and it had to penetrate the ears of the scene.

Shen Shang did not have a demon pill, and raised the Ruyi in his hand, it was a four-grade magic weapon made by the Taoist priest of Zhaoshan Shuyuke, which was harder than ordinary steel, and Shen Shang had verified it in the last battle.

He still remembers the excitement and excitement when he had just completed this Ruyi, and proudly announced to his companions, "This is just a transition, sooner or later I will have a real nine-rank magic weapon." ”

Who would have thought that it would be a joke, and that the companions were all on the path of cultivation. He was the only one who stayed where he was, using the original main weapon.

Life is a burlesque, and the more you take it seriously, the more you will become a harlequin and a joke, and Shin Sang's mind is also a mess at this time. He was never a warrior who could devote himself to battle, just as he could never practice seriously, he always stepped out and looked at the enemy and himself coldly.

"Hey, big ice cube!" Ruyi caught the ice sword, and although his arms were numb, Shen Shang still caught the first sword. He yelled at the resolute but empty face, "Do you have any chicks, do you want me to build you a beautiful snowman?"

The ice sword in Bing Kui's other hand slashed over, he didn't know what banter was, and he didn't have the emotions of pity, fear, and panic, he swung his sword and kept chopping, neither fast nor slow, unless he saw blood splattering out, he would never stop.

The four-grade magic weapon can't withstand such a series of blows. Ruyi finally broke and made a sigh-like sound, but Shen Shang didn't care and threw away the half-cut magic weapon in his hand. He grabbed a bronze mirror from the Qiankun bag, as for whether it could block the ice sword, he didn't know anything, and he didn't care very much. "Be as you are, don't even wear clothes, don't be ugly......"

Ice swords slashed. With just one sword, the bronze mirror turned into pieces, it was just an auxiliary magic weapon, without all the wonderful benefits of the main magic weapon, Shen Shang was not only numb in his arm this time, but the whole person seemed to have been hit by a shield that was taller than himself, and flew backwards from the shoulder of the beast demon.

It was only at this time that Shen Shang saw more battle scenes: the demon clan was falling in batches, and the demon pill could only resist a few attacks from the ice sword, and they had only chiseled a few small pits on the ice kui, and they had already lost their ability to protect themselves.

Blood flew in the air along with the ice sword, the snow was dyed red before it landed, and the ice kui was no longer translucent, and the blood stains were their clothes and their armor.

The demon clan in the rear was crowding forward with corpses, eager to meet his own death, and Shen Shang couldn't tell whether it was bravery or stupidity.

He also saw Jin Tuan between the two beast demons, the Rice King was short, but he dodged the ice sword, and the heavy hammer smashed down like thunder, but he couldn't stand it alone, and he would soon be targeted by the ice kui.

Shen Shang was caught by several pairs of arms and was sent to the middle of the position, he couldn't move, his body seemed to be broken like a bronze mirror, he could only look at the sky, looking at the dense snowflakes falling silently, they were still white, and it wouldn't be long before they would be contaminated by demon blood.

The Shen family felt a deep sadness, when the news of his father's death and death came not long ago, he was not so sad, when his mother was willing to accept the punishment of taking the pill in order to save his younger brother who had fallen into the demon, he was not so sad, and even when he heard that the old ancestor peak he had lived in since childhood had fallen, he was only regretful, but not sad.

The Taoist priests all know what they are doing, whether they are facing life or death, they are ready, but what about the demon clan? they are hunted down and sacrificed by the strong, they live in fear all the time, and when they face death, they have to force themselves to muster up their fighting spirit.

Shen Shang felt sad because he was just an inhaling Taoist priest, and he couldn't save himself, nor could he save the demon clan who rushed to death.

He fell to the ground, and the demon clan was surging in all directions, and the high ground in the middle was empty.

After a while, Shen Shang stood up on his own, climbed to the top, and looked around.

There was blood everywhere, the blood of the demon clan, and death came cleanly, just a sword. More than a hundred Bingkui fell, and there was no explosion, and the gap was immediately blocked by other Bingkui, and they stepped on the corpses, moving forward step by step, even if they fell, there was no expression on their faces.

Shen Shang took out more magic weapons, copper bells, copper seals, and precious orbs...... He used them as weapons, and threw them around in circles, still shouting: "Come on, take the blood, this is something you will never have, you will not die, because you have never lived......"

Slowly, he no longer knew what he was talking about, but his mouth still refused to be idle, and the magic weapon was gone, so he grabbed the dirt and ice from the ground, threw it into a ball, and screamed excitedly every time he hit it.

Suddenly, he froze, his gaze crossed the Demon Clan, Blood Mist, and Ice Kui, and looked south, "Hey, we really have reinforcements." ”

No one heard his voice, and everyone was still fighting bloodily, and even life and death were on the line, let alone reinforcements.

Reinforcements really came, and there was only one.

"Mu Xingqiu! Demon Master! This stinky boy is not dead, he is back, he is here to join the war, he is here to meet death! Speed up the pace, this is a first-come, first-served feast, and if you are one step later, there will only be leftovers!"

The demons finally heard Shen Shang's hoarse shout, the battle was still fighting, but the demon clan behind was looking around, the demon master was the strongest among them, even if his arrival could not be victorious, it could arouse a stronger fighting spirit.

Mu Xingqiu came, running all the way, as if the front was not a battlefield, it was really a feast described by Shen Shang.

He also holds dual swords in his hands like Bing Kui, the swords are not long, and compared with Bing Kui's weapons, they are not even as good as two embroidery needles.

The two Ice Kui broke away from the besieging team and strode towards the target, their bodies and swords covered in blood.

Mu Xingqiu finally caught up, he ran as fast as he could, and cast the seventh layer illusion from afar, he still couldn't enter the eighth layer, and he couldn't break through the spell confinement generated by the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Array, but the illusion could speed up his running speed, and the most important thing was to make the two drops of slime in his palm change as he wanted.

The slime had once carried him through a hard cave wall, and now it had turned into two thin short swords, and they felt the vigorous fighting spirit in Mu Xingqiu's heart.

Mu Xingqiu jumped high, and the two short swords slashed at a huge ice kui at the same time.

The short sword collided with the ice sword, without any stop, and went down like a tissue paper, the ice sword broke, followed by the head and body of the ice kui, and the two short swords split the ice kui into three, which was easier than Hercules chopping wood with a sharp axe.

"Haha, that's right, let the big ice cubes also taste the taste of being cut down!" Shen Shang laughed loudly, and in the midst of his laughter, the second Ice Kui also fell, but the two Ice Kui exploded at the same time, wrapping Mu Xingqiu in a thick ice shell.

"All turn south and join the demon master!" Shen Shang ordered loudly, there must be more demon clans and Mu Xingqiu to share the ice explosion, otherwise, even if Mu Xingqiu can break free from the ice cube, it will be delayed.

Sure enough, Mu Xingqiu froze in the local area for a while and did not move, and Shen Shang kept giving orders, running down the high ground, pushing and pulling, and making all the demon clans turn around.

By the time Mu Xingqiu broke free from the ice, more Bingkui had already abandoned the demon clan and walked towards him.

Mu Xingqiu jumped up again, he knew that there must be Zhou Qi's eyeliner somewhere in the sky, he didn't want to hide, just to let Zhou Qi see his killing.

Immediately following this group of ice kui, the demon clan also rushed over, and suddenly, this was no longer a battle to death, the demons had hope and purpose, and they began to believe that even if they died on the battlefield, they would be properly buried, instead of becoming a sacrifice to the Douzhuan Star Shifting Array.

The demons rushed forward, some of them even faster than Bingkui.

Mu Xingqiu landed on the chest of an ice kui, and a sword pierced into the chest, hitting the seed inside.

Bing Kui exploded, this time, there was a demon clan and Mu Xingqiu to bear the burden, he quickly broke free, pulled out his short sword, and jumped towards the other Bing Kui.

He kept jumping, slashing, and being frozen, over and over again, over and over again, but his blood was getting hotter and hotter, he wanted to kill the demons to show them, let them know that there was still hope, he wanted to kill the Taoist priest to see, let Zhou Qi know that he would definitely go to the appointment.

The attraction of death weakened suddenly, the demon clan who had rushed to face the ice sword and sought death was now rushing to live, they surrounded Bing Kui in groups, pushing with their hands, kicking with their feet, and biting with their teeth, Bing Kui was busy chasing and killing Mu Xingqiu who was jumping around, ignoring the danger under his feet, or rather, Zhou Qi, who was hiding outside the battlefield and using spells to check a qiē, ignored the demon clan, and just wanted to catch and kill Mu Xingqiu, because he recognized that it was a challenge, and he couldn't wait for the agreed fighting method.

Mu Xingqiu became more and more brave and killed faster, and he knew that the bald man was still waiting for him in the north.

The change in the mucus had already allowed him to guess what the bald man had quietly left for him.

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