A cold light crossed the corner of his eye, and the sturdy man moved, and he struck out with both palms, mixed with a fishy wind, and struck in the direction of the ink dust.

Mo Chen hurriedly turned around and twisted his palm, waving his palm to respond, but who knew that as soon as he touched it, he was in severe pain, blood splattered, and two deep bone scars were drawn on his palms.

"You're not human!" Mochen exclaimed, staring intently.

Relying on the faint light of the fire beads on the ground, I could see the whole picture of this sturdy man, under the golden robe that wrapped his whole body, there were ordinary people's facial features, his bare skin was glowing with blue, his huge body, his muscles were knotted, but his limbs were indeed wolf's claws, his cheek bones were exposed, and his body size was about four or five ordinary people, which was particularly terrifying.

Then it laughed wildly, and its body swelled again, and the golden robe was torn apart by him, revealing wolf fur all over its body.

"Wolf-shaped half-demon?" Xuanyuan was surprised when he heard the cherry, and then reprimanded angrily: "It's just a half-demon, a human alchemy, an evil demon crooked, trying to live forever, neither a human nor a demon, but just a mass of rotten rotten flesh that is spurned by heaven and earth!

It turns out that to achieve a half-demon body, you need to refine the medicine with the spirit of a living person, and the evil medicine must be taken immediately after it is formed, and often most of the monks die at this step, unable to resist the backlash of the unjust soul, and when the demon is halfway, he goes insane and dies.

But even if the danger is abnormal, there are still countless monks who have tried to semi-demonize one after another.

Because if you succeed in turning into a half-demon, you will immediately be able to obtain the strength far beyond that of a monk of the same level, and there is a slight chance that you will obtain the inheritance martial arts of the corresponding demon beast.

The wolf-type half-demon has always been proud of his half-demon body, how can he be so stimulated: "Arrogant, Luo Liang, what are you doing! Don't kill her quickly, I want to eat her flesh and drink her blood!"

The words were said to Luo Liang, but the half-demon was facing forward, grabbing and flying the boulder beside him, and smashing it into the ink dust with a blunt wind.

The terrain in the cave is narrow, and it is impossible to fly to dodge, in a hurry, Mo Chen pulled out the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword with his backhand, and in an instant, the black thunder wrapped around the sword body, and the tip of the sword was only lightly pointed at the boulder, and the hard boulder was split in half like cutting tofu, and smashed it behind him.

"Haha! Good sword!" Luo Liang laughed wildly, his eyes lit up, as if he was already imagining what he would look like after obtaining the divine sword, but the flying sword was non-stop, forcing Xuanyuan Wenying to dodge.

However, Luo Liang had a ghost in his heart for Xuanyuan Wenying, and he didn't use all his strength, but just threw out a large amount of fierce blood, supplemented by a flying sword to block the position, and entangled her.

For a while, Luo Liang and Xuanyuan Wenying were actually "evenly matched".

The half-demon knew Luo Liang's cultivation very well, but when he saw the two of them fighting back and forth, he was even more angry and resentful.

He suddenly rushed forward, his face full of ferocity, and in an instant he had rushed in front of Mo Chen, and his sharp claws slammed straight into the door, as if he wanted to crush Mo Chen's skull with a single hand.

"Boy, come here!" roared, and the half-demon did not pinch the simple face that made him angry and annoying, as he expected.

On the contrary, a violent thunder swept through the claws, and a pitch-black sword shadow was fleeting, and a thick bloody aura came to the nose, and the half-demon's face was in severe pain.

In the next moment, he realized that his claws had been cut off by Qi Gen, and he continued to howl miserably: "...... Ahh

Blood gushed like a fountain, and his whole body trembled from the severe pain, and he fell to the ground.

He was unwilling, he was angry, his face was almost dripping blood, since he obtained the half-demon body, he had always crushed the enemy, how could he be so embarrassed as today, even his palms were cut off.

Suddenly, the half-demon was furious by this sword, and he got up suddenly, opened his arms, and roared in the sky.

"Eight Blade Moon!"

The next moment, the words "Bafang Blade Moon" came with a burst of bloody and murderous aura, obviously in the cave, but Mo Chen only felt that the whole person was on the cliff of the wilderness, and there were wolves from all directions beside him leading the neck to the moon, and the wolf howled in bursts, resounding through the valley, which was sad and earnest, but full of war.

It turned out to be the inheritance martial art of the wolf-shaped demon beast!

In an instant, those wolf howls condensed from the invisible sound into a tangible moon blade, gathering in all directions, the blade of spiritual power was like an entity, without much thought, it would be known that if it touched the flesh and blood, it would definitely be a knife to the bone, and the body would be in a different place.

"Die, die, die!"

It was a howl from a half-demon, like a howl from hell.

Ink dust stood in the center, still torn at his gray robes by the wind.

He is not afraid, he has a sword in his hand!

Raising the sword and pointing at the sky, the spiritual power of the whole body poured into the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword like a frenzy, and the pitch-black sword body suddenly shone with golden light, turning into a protective barrier, blocking the attacking Moon Blade.

Against the backdrop of the golden light, everyone finally saw the fine and trivial lines on the sword's body.

On the entire sword body, the patterns like fish scales are engraved together, from the tip of the sword to the hilt, countless mystical patterns are connected by faintly reddish gold threads, and the whole runs through, becoming a lifelike dragon appearance.

In an instant, the "Eight Directions Blade Moon" was broken, the half-demon was devoured, his mouth spat blood, the surrounding things changed, and everyone returned to the cave again.

But that's not the end of it.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword was still frantically sucking up Mo Chen's spiritual power, absorbing it quickly and needing so much that it was far beyond Mo Chen's imagination.

His face was pale and bloodless, his legs trembled, and he gasped for breath, but he still straightened his back and raised his sword in both hands.

At the moment when he was about to fall unconscious, Mo Chen smiled and looked at the half-demon: "You're finished." ”

It's quiet.

Not only is everyone quiet, but the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword is quiet, and everything in heaven and earth is quiet!

Suddenly, several thunderclaps exploded, breaking the silence.

Outside the cave, in the sky, countless thick clouds gathered and surged, and a dragon roar came out of it, and the sound shook for nine days.

In the next moment, the endless clouds turned into a sea of black thunder, and the thunder converged into a roaring dragon again, smashing into the mountain where the ink dust was located with a raging black flame, smashing the entire mountain range to pieces.

That blow was faster than the lightning lightning in the depths of the firmament, stronger than the huge force of the eruption of the 10,000-year-old volcano, and before everyone could react, the black thunder dragon had already swallowed the entire heaven and earth.

Immediately after the next moment, Long Wei was castrated, and he slammed on the ground with Yu Wei, the roar sounded, the earth cracked and the sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers evaporated in that instant, and every inch of grass and trees and every inch of land within a radius of hundreds of miles was ruthlessly crushed into powder by the wild dragon.

The black flames scorched all over the field, and the entire mountain range was like a place in the last days, leaving only a bottomless black flame pit.