"Hehe, it turned out to be the chief disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, then you just go to die, I didn't expect to be able to meet the disciple of the Holy Land, kill you and then devour your essence and blood, I am excited when I think about it. ”

In the face of Zhao Jiuge's angry scolding, the red-haired old demon didn't care at all, on the contrary, he smiled faintly, because in the face of a person who was about to die, why should he be angry?

The red-haired old demon's voice fell, and he began to do it, although he inked for a long time, it didn't mean that he was willing to talk nonsense with these two juniors endlessly.

The blood-red aura suddenly lit up, and then it rose into the air, like a huge net, about to cover Zhao Jiuge, the rich smell of blood made Zhao Jiuge a little disgusting, even if it was so far away, Zhao Jiuge could clearly smell the smell.

The attack of the old demon came in the blink of an eye, Zhao Jiuge's eyes shrank, and his own spiritual power also swept out, and the golden spiritual light was surrounded by a blue-white light, which was a unique attribute in the spirit vein of the Cold Ice Sword Gang.

Facing this kind of old monster in the god realm, where would Zhao Jiuge dare to hide the slightest, if it weren't for the fact that his own strength was far from the ordinary elixir realm, and he had no way to escape, maybe Zhao Jiuge didn't have the courage to make a move with the red-haired old demon.

Holding the 'Cold Shadow' tightly in his right hand, the sword blade pointed obliquely, Zhao Jiuge had secretly prepared the sword qi mark given to him by the Elder of the Remnant Moon, and released it at any time after finding the opportunity, after all, this red-haired old demon in the Transformation God Realm was far inferior to the evil cultivator who had just broken through to the Transformation God Realm last time, and it was difficult for him and Pei Susu to get out.

With the icy golden spiritual power, after touching the blood-colored spiritual light, it was like ice and snow melting, Zhao Jiuge was surprised to find that his spiritual power was corrupted by the blood-colored spiritual light, unlike other people's spiritual power that was consumed because of the collision.

The spiritual power released by Zhao Jiuge lost control in the blink of an eye, and he secretly muttered in his heart, is this the strength of the Transformation God Realm, he can directly crush himself completely, you must know that even if it is a monk of the Yuan Infant Realm, he can have the strength to resist under his hands for a long time.

There was some panic in his dark eyes, and then he heard a burst of dragon groans erupt in the void, and the rich and brilliant golden light directly rippled out, shining between the surrounding heaven and earth.

Four lifelike golden-veined dragons appeared directly in the void in front of Zhao Jiuge, dancing with their teeth open, as if they were going to tear the red-haired old demon alive.

When the golden-veined dragon appeared, a different coercion spread, even if it was a red-haired old demon who was very confident, the sudden golden-veined dragon was also a little surprised, although the four golden-veined dragons in front of him could not bring him any danger, but that breath made him very uncomfortable, if Zhao Jiuge's cultivation was of the same grade as him, then when he used this method, it was enough to bring him a sense of threat.

The red-haired old demon was only slightly interested in the tattooed dragon for a few glances, and then lost interest, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly stagnated, and the blood-colored aura became even stronger.

When the golden light with the ice attribute was shattered, four majestic and lifelike golden-veined dragons soared into the air, intertwining with each other, and went directly towards the blood-colored spiritual light.

Zhao Jiuge's face was solemn, and he was a little anxious, where is this God Transformation Realm monk who can deal with the existence, people haven't used any means from beginning to end, just relying on the domineering spiritual power of the God Transformation Realm to make himself miserable, and he almost forced himself to use his hole cards, and he usually competes with monks of the same realm, these methods are the things at the bottom of the box.

When Zhao Jiuge made a move on the red-haired old demon, Pei Susu on the side was not idle, the cyan flying sword in his hand suddenly became bright, and the blade of the sword was faintly illusory.

So far, Pei Susu can only take one step, unlike Zhao Jiuge's feeling of letting go, Pei Susu has been thinking about how this matter will end well, even until now, Pei Susu has not reached that desperate situation, as long as she is willing to pay the price, she has no less than three ways to clean up the red-haired old demon.

The sharp blade of the sword was released from the flying sword in her hand, since she chose to make a move, Pei Susu did not have the slightest reservation, and the spiritual power in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm was roaring in her body.

From childhood to adulthood, in the Demon Sect, Pei Susu is an existence that is held in the palm of her hand, no matter who she is, she is obedient to her, so she has never known what level of strength she has reached now, and the people in those sects will naturally not compete with her, and even if they do, they will only deliberately release water to lose to her, so she just wants to take this opportunity today to give full play to her own strength, she has not fought against a monk in the realm of transforming gods, but there is no competition in such a desperate situation as now, it is said that you can only tap your potential between life and death, Pei Susu thinks about what kind of realm she can achieve。

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cyan sword qi crisscrossed towards the red-haired old demon, she did not take action for Zhao Jiuge to resist the blood-red aura full of strong bloody smell for the first time, but directly bombarded the body of the red-haired old demon, hoping that the red-haired old demon could be distracted.

Although the Demon Sect has learned more miscellaneous and has all kinds of exercises, Pei Susu has several kinds of concurrent cultivation, and sword cultivation is one of them, although the Demon Sect Sword Sect is far less famous than the Xuantian Sword Sect, but Pei Susu's hand is indeed a little amazing, even if it is much stronger than most of the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

In the face of Pei Susu's imposing attack, the red-haired old demon didn't seem to sense it, but looked at the four golden-veined dragons, as if the four gold-veined dragons could arouse his interest.

"Whoa... ：”

The dense sound suddenly continued to sound, like a light rain hitting the ground, and like the feeling of skin and flesh being burned.

As soon as the rich blood-red aura touched the four golden-veined dragons, they immediately began to corrode again, but the four gold-veined dragons were much stronger than the golden spiritual power just now, even after this kind of collision, they still resisted stubbornly.

It's just that with the passage of time, the aura on the four golden-veined dragons has become dim, and tattered scars have appeared, stained with blood-red aura, exuding a faint halo, and the bright golden body that was still lifelike just now suddenly became a little strange.

The dragon's voice continued to erupt, as if it was a hysterical roar, just the red-haired old demon's casual spiritual power was so difficult, where was the red-haired old demon who really wanted to fight hard was still able to resist by a disciple in the late stage of the spirit pill realm.

No matter how much the golden-veined dragons struggled, that blood-colored aura never showed the slightest sign of weakening and dimming, and the majestic phenomenon of the four golden-veined dragons just now had long since disappeared, replaced by a crumbling feeling.

The scene in front of Zhao Jiuge, his heart was already in a hurry, he didn't know when a crystal clear sword qi mark had appeared in his left hand, he had already planned, if it was a last resort for the sword, then he would desperately crush this sword qi mark and let it be completely released, even if he fell, it was a big deal to pull the red-haired old demon to fight hard, at least then Pei Susu was still alive.

The biggest reason why the crisis in front of him made Zhao Jiuge a little restless was simply because Pei Susu was on the side, if Zhao Jiuge faced this danger alone, maybe there wouldn't be much mood swing, but once it involved Pei Susu, Zhao Jiuge's heart was in chaos.

It has always been Pei Susu who has sheltered him from the wind and rain, and everything is solved by Pei Susu, so he doesn't want to give pressure to Pei Susu every time, this time he wants to prove to Pei Susu that he is afraid that his strength is not as good as others, but he can also stand in front of her like a man and shelter her from the wind and rain once.

Zhao Jiuge's dark eyes stared at the situation in the field tightly, and then he bit his somewhat dry lip, now the strongest gold-veined dragon in his hand is not very effective, the cold ice luan phoenix spirit in the 'cold underworld' has not recovered after using it a few days ago, and his current means can only rely on the Sanskrit Sound Holy Body.

However, the Sanskrit sound holy body may have a good defensive effect, but in terms of killing methods, it is somewhat lacking, perhaps relying on the Sanskrit sound holy palm can not get close to the body of the red-haired old demon at all, as for the best spiritual weapon in his hand, 'Han Yin', Zhao Jiuge simply gave up using it, the cultivation gap is too big, and the depth of spiritual power is too far away, even if it is used, it is difficult to bring some damage to the red-haired old demon in the god realm.

Zhao Jiuge deeply understands at the moment that his means are still too few, and he thinks that he is a little complacent with a little strength on weekdays, although he rarely performs on weekdays, but subtly, Zhao Jiuge has become the kind of person he hates the most, and he unconsciously has a kind of pride in his bones.

If he could break through to the Yuanying Realm earlier, or if he had more means or treasures, then he would not be so passive at this moment.

Zhao Jiuge felt a little helpless in his heart, all he could do at this moment was the battle without suspense in front of his eyes, and he did nothing.

"Smack..."

With a slight crisp sound, perhaps as time passed, the four golden-veined swimming dragons could no longer resist the corrosive force of the blood-red aura, and directly turned into a little aura, dissipating directly into the void.

The corners of Zhao Jiuge's mouth twitched a little, and there was a wry smile in his heart, Han Bing Luanfeng has not recovered yet, this golden-veined swimming dragon has to be re-conceived, but if he can't survive today, then everything is meaningless.

However, although the four golden-veined dragons completely dissipated, it was not entirely in vain, and the rich blood-red aura finally weakened after the impact of the four golden-veined dragons.

The remnants of blood-red spiritual light were like a rain curtain, falling from the sky and falling on Zhao Jiuge's head, Zhao Jiuge's face suddenly changed slightly against the blood-red spiritual power that came from his impact.

He had seen the corrosive power contained in this blood-red aura just now, if he really let this blood-red aura fall on him, he was afraid that he might have to take off a layer of skin if he didn't die, but the offensive had already appeared in front of him, and it was gone in a blink of an eye, even if he wanted to have some means, he couldn't completely resist the falling blood-red aura.

The situation suddenly became a little critical, and even Zhao Jiuge didn't expect that the crisis would come so quickly.

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