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In the center of the battle between Xu Mu and Demon Luo, the ghostly energy and demonic flames obscured the sun, moon and stars.

The field was dark, and the eyes could barely see.

Although the Seven Sons of Xuanyuan were able to withstand the aftermath of the battle that ravaged the world with the help of the Xiaozhu Immortal Array.

But it was difficult to see the scene in the field clearly, and even the divine sense did not dare to spread out of the Xiao Xuan Immortal Formation Formation.

The battle between Mu Changsheng and Evil Demon Luo was too tragic, and it could be called the pinnacle duel of the cultivators of this generation in the Cangrui Domain.

Once the divine consciousness left the formation, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, directly crushed by the raging energy.

They could only rely on the estimation of the approximate location of the Dragon Slaying Array to wander around the center of the battle.

After a short break.

Shi Hua, who was standing in front of the seven sons of Xuanyuan, widened his eyes slightly, as if he had seen something.

A deep voice reached the ears of the six fellow disciples.

"One hundred feet on the left!"

The seven spirit swords immediately turned, and rushed to the left with Xuanyuan Qizi in their arms.

As the distance narrowed, they finally saw the shadow of the dragon slaying array.

The dragon slaying array set up by the Seven Heavenly Evil Spirits such as Evil Demon Luo can trap and kill even the purple-clothed Desolate Ancient Thunder Dragon, and its power is incomparable.

Now he can only support himself in the aftermath of the battle between Xu Mu and Evil Demon Luo.

Dense cracks were all over the Dragon Slaying Great Array Formation Barrier, and it could collapse at any moment.

In the center of the formation, a peerless girl stood in it with a face as usual.

She didn't show the slightest panic because of the danger she was in.

Seeing the figure of the smoked purple cloth, Chengying Sword King Gu immediately let out an exclamation: "I saw her!"

"Kill!" Shi Hua's eyes revealed murderous intent, and after a killing word came out.

A sword roared.

The Long Yuan Sword was immediately unsheathed and went straight to the Dragon Slaying Array.

Shi Hua's Longyuan sword sword roared and the battle began, and all the seven sons of Xuanyuan came out with swords.

The seven-colored sword rays took the killing intent of their respective masters and slashed towards the dragon slaying formation barrier.

In Xuanyuan's opinion, once the dragon slaying array was shattered, with a body seriously injured in purple clothes, it would be difficult to resist the aftermath of the tragic battle between Mu Changsheng and Demon Luo.

The moment Xuanyuan Qizi made a move, the smoked purple clothes suddenly felt something.

The pink neck was slightly off, and a purple thunderbolt rose in the beautiful eyes like autumn water, looking at the seven sword rays that attacked and killed in front of him.

Bang Dang!

The dragon slaying array, which was already in danger, finally collapsed and shattered under the seven fierce sword qi.

The purple-clad body was completely exposed to the dark aftermath of the battle.

But what Xuanyuan Qizi expected did not happen.

Smoked purple clothes stood under the stormy battle ripples, and did not suffer the slightest injury at all.

The purple Thunder True Yuan had already erupted from its graceful posture the moment before the Dragon Slaying Array shattered, guarding it in it.

Whether it was a ghost qi or a demonic flame, it couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

"It's worthy of a ground-level spiritual root!" Shi Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he let out a voice of appreciation.

At the same time, his mind moved, and the Long Yuan Sword exploded into a cyan dragon.

He stood at the top of the dragon's head in a flash.

"But today, you are doomed to die. ”

With a flash of murder on his face, Shi Hua led the seven sons of Xuanyuan to attack the purple cloth again.

Since the aftermath of the battle can't hurt her, let's take matters into your own hands and destroy the flowers with your hands!

The seventh son of Xuanyuan received a personal order from the Xuanyuan Sect Master, and he must capture the earth-level spiritual root owner of the Tianxuan Sect, and even if he did not hesitate to kill her, he could not let her return to the Tianxuan Sect.

Otherwise, a hundred years later, it will inevitably be a great enemy.

With the personal instructions of the Xuanyuan Sect Master, the seven sons of Xuanyuan naturally did not dare to leave their hands.

As soon as you meet, it's a killer move.

The Qingshuang Sword Mingzhe slashed out, accompanied by frost and snow.

The giant sword Ye Zifeng's great sword was in the air, almost as tall as the cyan dragon that Shi Wara's Longyuan Sword had turned into.

The ancient figure of the Shadow Sword King disappeared in the void, and when he reappeared, he had already come behind the smoked purple cloth in an instant, and an invisible sword viciously stabbed the latter's heart at a strange angle.

......

Xuanyuan's seven sons did their best.

If you want to kill the smoked purple clothes with one blow.

At the moment when the sword momentum of the seven people was about to touch the smoked purple clothes.

Roar!

A vigorous dragon groan erupted.

The Ten Thousand Thunder Dragon Law Ministers came to the world again and suddenly greeted the seven sons of Xuanyuan.

If there was no Shi Hua, it would be impossible for Ye Zifeng's six roots to resist the Desolate Ancient Thunder Dragon Law Phase.

But with Longyuan Sword Shi Hua, a strong man of the same level as Evil Demon Luo, took the lead, and the seven swords joined forces.

Even the ground-level spiritual root is a little difficult to support alone, not to mention that the smoked purple clothes are already injured.

Boom!!!

The sword qi in the sky tore through the Thunder Dragon Law Phase, hitting the smoked purple cloth in the center of the Law Phase.

The previous scene in the dragon slaying array is reproduced.

That stunningly beautiful woman fell from the thunder dragon law and spilled countless red blood.

Shi Hua's face was undeserved, and he controlled the moment when Long Yuan's sword was about to slash out another sword, completely cutting off the hope of Tianxuan Sect.

"Get out!" A demonic roar exploded, reverberating in Xuanyuan Qizi's ears.

Except for Shi Hua, Ye Zifeng's six people all had their heads shocked, and their respective knowledge seas were churning under the roar of rage.

Yin and Yang Demon Skill's Divine Sense Attack!

At the same time, a black sword mangpin fell from the sky, with endless evil intent, and slashed straight towards Shi Hua.

"Hmph!" Shi Hua's face was fearless, and he pointed a little.

The cyan dragon immediately soared into the sky, meeting the sudden sword light.

Boom!

The cyan dragon was shaken back by the sword, and the black sword shattered, revealing a long, red crystal knife.

A back palm full of black flames caught the fire knife that fell from the bullet.

At this moment, the seven sons of Xuanyuan, including Longyuan Sword Shihua, all shrank their pupils.

I saw that behind the smoked purple clothes, Mu Changsheng's scarred figure appeared there at some point.

Although the blood that flowed from his body looked more miserable than the wounds of the smoked purple clothes.

But the terrifying demonic nature that burst out of his eyes was still undiminished.

Xu Mu held the knife in one hand, and the other arm wrapped around the waist of the smoked purple cloth, and after coldly glancing at the seven sons of Xuanyuan in front of him, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the pale beauty in his arms.

The smoked purple cloth, who was already seriously injured, suffered a combined blow from the seven sons of Xuanyuan again, and now he is even weaker.

The blood that flowed from her wounds almost completely stained her clothes red.

The corners of his mouth were flushed, and his delicate face was pale and moving.

Seeing the tragic situation of the smoked purple clothes, Xu Mu couldn't help but surge with murderous anger, and he was even unaware of the injuries on his body.

But now is clearly not the time to be pushy.

Although he has performed the Yin and Yang Demon Skill, his reason has not yet been devoured by the demonic nature.

He knew very well that the two major sects of Xuanyuan Sword Sect and Tianxuan Sect were here.

Once he can't control the killing machine, not only will he not be able to save the purple clothes, but he will even get into it.

After thinking about it, Xu Mu took a deep breath of the faint fragrance emanating from the delicate body of the smoked purple clothes, and suppressed the ferocity in his heart.

Then he said to the smoked purple clothes in a soft tone: "It's okay, red sandalwood." ”

Hearing the word red sandalwood in the ears of smoked purple clothes, she had never frowned below even when she was seriously injured, and her pretty face immediately changed, and her delicate body trembled.

Looking at this demonic boy with a surprised expression, a doubt that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, he couldn't help blurting out it anymore.

"Who the hell are you?"

Even if the voice of the smoked purple clothes was amazed, it was still clear and gentle.

Listening to Xu Mu'er, the expression on his face became softer and softer.

It's just that my heart can't help but be sour.

The two are finally similar, but they can't show their true faces.

Thinking of his previous encounter with Smoked Purple Clothes, Xu Mu's eyes darkened again, if he had recognized Smoked Purple Clothes at that time.

She won't be hurt today.

After thinking about it, Xu Mu immediately lowered his forehead slightly, and in the ear of the smoked purple clothes, in a voice that only he and the latter could hear clearly, he spit out two words: "Xu Mu." ”

Rumble!

The simple name sounded in the ears of the smoked purple clothes, and it set off a stormy wave.

She had imagined countless encounters with Xu Mu, but she never imagined that it would be such an encounter.

Although Xu Mu's current face is very different from the one he remembered in his mind, even the temperament of the two is far from the same.

But there was a voice in her heart that kept whispering in her head, it was him!

Looking at the Eastern Realm, only Xu Mu can make so many incredible moves.

In the few months since he came to the Western Regions, Smoked Ziyi once inquired about Mu Changsheng's news.

Mu Changsheng defeated the laughing lion arhat, and then successfully escaped under the joint efforts of the three arhats of the Great Leiyin Temple.

even broke the killing situation of the Tianxuan Sect against the disciples of the Three Holy Lands.

And now for his own sake, he did not hesitate to fight with the head of the Nine Evils of Tianxuan, Demon Luo.

In the entire generation of monks in the Eastern Realm, only Xu Mu can make these incredible results.

Smoked purple clothes were stunned on the spot.

Xu Mu could feel the delicate body on his arm trembling obviously, but now was not the time to scruple about this.

The pupils of his eyes moved away from the smoked purple clothes, and a pair of pupils were no longer gentle, flashing with a cold light, staring at the seven sons of Xuanyuan in front of him.

"This person, I took it. ”

"It's up to you!" Chengying Sword King Gu smiled coldly, and couldn't help but mock: "Now you are already at the end of the strong crossbow, what can you do with our Xuanyuan Seventh Son......"

Halfway through Wang Gu's words, Qingshuang Sword Mingzhe, who was standing beside him, suddenly pulled the former's shirt.

Wang Gu frowned, and had to stop the unfinished words.

looked at his junior brother with a puzzled face, and saw a very dignified and very wise face.

Not only Mingzhe, Xuanyuan Qizi's face was full of shock, and even Shi Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the ground below.

Wang Gu seemed to understand something, and hurriedly glanced his eyes in the direction where everyone was staring.

A terrifying ravine that stretched for hundreds of miles, like a moat, was imprinted on the earth below.

Next to the ravine, the corpse of a ghost creature lay quietly.

Only the cultivators of the Heavenly Burial Soul Record can cast the Soul Burial Prison King's magical power, but now it has been savagely split into two pieces.

The other half of his body was gone.

"Demon Luo has been defeated!" Mingzhe's deep and cautious voice echoed in Wang Gu's mind.

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