"The only thing that can control me is the sword in my hand. www.biquge.info If you don't agree with my approach, you can ask for my sword. ”

Mu Qingxue looked at the Seven Killing Demon Lords, her snow shirt fluttered, and the three-foot cold front in her hand groaned softly, and in her flat voice, a sharp breath was revealed, and everyone listened to it in their ears, as if there was a sword roaring in their ears.

Gollum!

In the plain, there was a sound of swallowing saliva, and everyone looked at Mu Qingxue in surprise, and the sharp edge and killing aura revealed by the other party penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

At this moment, everyone's impression of Mu Qingxue in their hearts is without the weakness of a woman.

Only domineering and ruthlessness remain.

Luo Feng was also a little surprised, some time ago, he got along with Yue Haitang and Mu Qingxue, and he only felt that Mu Qingxue was a gentle and kind mother, but he didn't expect that there would be such a side.

I'm afraid that Mu Qingxue at this moment is the true face of the Sword Tomb generation of holy sword envoys, and that kind of strength and oppression all reveal the swordsman's confidence in his own swordsmanship.

"A real swordsman!"

Luo Feng took a deep breath and looked at Mu Qingxue, his eyes were bright, and he thought of Yue Haitang in his heart.

Inheriting the one-yuan immeasurable sword path and obtaining the Sword Shrine Holy Relic Heart Sword, Yue Haitang will definitely be a peerless swordsman with a superb demeanor in the future.

Mu Qingxue's strength is only incomparably powerful to others, but to the disciples of the Demon Sect, it is a shame.

In the plain, where the disciples of the Demon Sect are stationed.

"It's too arrogant! Do you think that we have no one in the Blood Demon Sect!"

"Yes, a woman would dare to speak like this in front of the Demon Lord!"

"Lord Demon Lord, we fought with the people of the Sword Tomb!"

"Kill all these Sword Tomb disciples!"

Awakened from the loss of consciousness, the disciples of the Demon Sect looked at each other with anger and murderous intent.

The Seven Killing Demon Lord looked at Mu Qingxue, his face changed between blue and white, and suddenly snorted coldly, reined in the smoke of the Seven Killings, and sneered:

"Mu Qingxue, you are too strong. I'm a pawn of the Blood Demon Sect, how can I be your opponent. ”

Mu Qingxue chuckled lightly: "Seven Killing Demon Lords, you don't have to be arrogant. The power of the Blood Demon Sect's Seven Kills is known to everyone. What's more, your Blood Eye has already opened six points, and I believe you have the strength to fight me. ”

The blood line on the forehead of the Seven Killing Demon Monarch closed, his complexion had returned to normal, and he smiled faintly: "You are too exalted to me, no matter how powerful the Seven Killing Smoke is, how can it compare to the Holy Sword to make your immeasurable sword intent." ”

After speaking, the Seven Killing Demon Lords turned around and walked towards the Black Demon Dao people as if nothing had happened, but the killing intent in the depths of his eyes was like a hidden thunder in the dark clouds, becoming more and more intense.

Mu Qingxue didn't say anything more, turned around and returned to the position just now.

After a storm passed, everyone's tense nerves relaxed.

Only the master of the Demon Eye Clan, who wanted to see the sandpiper and clam fighting, and the greedy wolf of Dongling Silver Moon, felt a little pity.

Whether it is the Sword Tomb or the Demon Sect, the damage of either side is harmless to them.

Luo Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, he was not worried that Mu Qingxue would lose to the Seven Killing Demon Lord.

It's just that there are also the Demon Eye Clan and the Dongling Wolf Demon next to him, once a big war breaks out, the chaos is likely to be out of control, and he just wants the hundred-year period to end smoothly now, and then return to the Canglan Dynasty to participate in the assessment of the Nine Holy Lands.

Turning around, Luo Feng said gratefully to Phantom Butterfly: "Phantom Butterfly, thank you for saving me just now." ”

By now, he had guessed the whole thing eight or nine points, and he knew in his heart that if it wasn't for Phantom Butterfly's timely action, even if he could survive in the hands of that Black Netherworld Sect disciple, injuries would be inevitable.

Phantom Butterfly glanced at Luo Feng with a pair of bright eyes, and an emotionless voice came from under the pitch-black veil:

"No need to thank you, you saved me once in the Black Dragon Mountain Range. I'm just going to pay you back. ”

Luo Feng smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the phantom butterfly, the black friend who was shining with a golden luster, remembering the situation where he was wrapped in a cloak just now, and the skin of the two of them was close to each other, he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly looked away, and asked, "What did you do to him just now?" He doesn't seem to be able to see me. ”

"Illusion. ”

Phantom Butterfly's tone was concise, and as she spoke, she stretched out her simple little hand, and a three-petaled flower with a pitch-black color rose from her palm.

Luo Feng's eyes fell on the black flowers, only to feel that the flowers were spinning faster and faster, and everything around them gradually disappeared, some were just endless black flowers, and in the dark sky, a pair of eyes like the moon were hanging.

Roar!

As the eyes closed, the vision suddenly appeared, and in the dark world, a huge monster with two horns, a black body, and ugly sarcomas growing on the surface of the body, just roared, the heavens and the earth shook violently, and the black wind danced wildly.

Brush!

At this moment, all the black flowers receded, and the giant beast disappeared without a trace, and Luo Feng only had the slender posture of the phantom butterfly in front of him, and the black flowers that gradually disappeared in her palm.

"This is illusion, it's amazing!"

Luo Feng looked surprised, just now for a moment, his spirit was almost immersed in it, no wonder that the disciple of the Black Demon Sect would mistake the empty space for him and start killing.

Hearing Luo Feng's approval, Phantom Butterfly's eyes moved slightly, closed her right hand, and said lightly: "The nine holy lands have their own strengths. Our Phantom Gate is good at formations, as well as all kinds of illusions, thaumaturgy, and gathering intelligence. With your soul power, it's not difficult to break through such a simple illusion. ”

Luo Feng said, "Then what are the characteristics of the other eight holy lands?"

"Twenty days from now will be the day of the selection of the Nine Holy Lands, and you will naturally know when the time comes. Phantom Butterfly withdrew her gaze.

Luo Feng was accustomed to Phantom Butterfly's cold attitude, and he didn't care, he suddenly felt a touch of sight, looked up, and just met the gaze of the queen of the piano.

A pair of eyes stared at Luo Feng after the piano, and the moment the four eyes met, her eyes suddenly fell to the ground like a meteor, and thousands of flowers were confused.

Well?

Luo Feng kept his spirit tightly and was not oppressed by the eyesight behind the piano.

This feeling was only for a short moment, and the queen of the piano seemed to have determined something, bowed slightly to Luo Feng, and turned around.

"Are you testing my soul power?"

Luo Feng glanced at the back of the piano and dispelled the urge to ask the other party.

The other party is one of the ten venerables of the Nine Holy Lands, the world-famous queen of the qin, he is now just a disciple of the Golden Palace, unknown, even if the soul power is excellent, the difference between the identities and strength of the two sides is still a world apart, even if you ask, the other party may not be able to answer, I am afraid that you will be ridiculed for not being able to measure yourself.

Dispelling the idea of boredom, Luo Feng looked around.

Looking at it from a distance, I already feel that this machine soul peak is huge and majestic, standing in front of the mountain gate at this moment, this feeling is immediately magnified dozens of times, looking up, it is difficult to see the peak, only feeling a majestic and vast breath, rushing to the face, making people surrender, and the soul is deeply shocked.

In addition, the periphery of the entire mountain was shrouded in a layer of golden light, Luo Feng tried to release his soul power, and when the soul power went up a few points, he felt an irresistible huge pressure, and he could not enter again, mysterious and mysterious.

"This machine soul peak ......"

Luo Feng was surprised.

Phantom Butterfly said: "The Soul Peak is the creation of the gods, and it is rumored to be based on the biography and rumors recorded in ancient books, the place where the gate of heaven and earth is located, 'Divine Mountain'. The entire mountain peak is divided into three thousand three hundred zhang high, divided into thirty-three layers, the mountain is all made of various mechanical formations, it is said that when the puppet gate suffered a great disaster, the entire machine soul summit became a giant puppet, and even ordinary kings are not opponents!"

Luo Feng was surprised that Phantom Butterfly knew so much about Machine Soul Peak, and it was not surprising that he thought that Phantom Gate was good at gathering intelligence, and when he heard this, his eyes were surprised:

"The whole mountain has become a puppet giant, and the king is not an opponent!" (To be continued.) )