A rich smell of blood came from the center of the lake, followed by a rolling demonic aura, mixed with a terrible roar, like a ghost howling and a group of demons laughing wildly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If this is not a demon, then how many existences in the world can be called these two words.

"Demon, you have a thirst for murder and mutilation of living beings, and now I, a righteous path cultivator, have beheaded you for those unjust souls. ”

Seeing that the Xuanmu Lion exuded such an aura, Xiao Qiushui's face was gradually stained with a layer of frost, and the piercing killing intent filled his body, and the other cultivators also retreated to the surroundings because of that killing intent, not daring to approach.

"Demons and ghosts, it's not a pity to die!"

The indifferent eyes of the ghost pierced the demon's soul through the thick demonic aura like a sharp blade.

"That's... Devil May Cry!"

A cultivator stared in amazement at the long knife that suddenly appeared in Yuki's hand.

The dark blue knife body was covered with hideous ghost faces, and although it was silent, everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of ten thousand ghosts crying.

The long knife had a spirit, and it wanted to break free from its restraints and break through the air, but the ordinary-looking cultivator's hand holding the hilt of the knife was so powerful that it suppressed everything invisibly.

"Tsk!"

Xie Qian looked at the Devil Weeping in the hands of the ghost and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

The knife is a good knife, but it's a pity that the injustice is too heavy, and it is very human control, if you want to forcibly control it, you are afraid that you will be eaten by the injustice and become a dead soul under the knife.

After moving his body, Xie Qian smiled lightly and stood side by side with Xiao Qiushui, "You are all planning to make a move, then I can't just watch it, otherwise I will be ashamed to hold its head." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a thin metal clanged from his hand.

In an instant, two metal claws glowing with blue light wrapped Xie Qian's palm and forearm in it, looking at the flashing aura on the claws, it was obviously not ordinary, it seemed that he was also a person who had a fate.

In the face of the demons at the pinnacle of the foundation, even they had to use all their strength and come up with their most powerful means.

In addition to them, those Qi cultivators also used their own methods, such as arrays, talismans, spells, spiritual weapons, and even the means of the Imperial Beast.

Intimidated by the cultivator's momentum, the Xuanmu Lion did not immediately attack, and the scene was so strangely deadlocked.

"Whew~"

With a roar that broke the balance, the Xuanmu Lion leapt forward and pounced on the cultivator, and immediately an unlucky guy was torn apart, and the splattered blood made the smell of blood in the surrounding air even heavier.

"Evil beast!"

Xiao Qiushui pinched the trick with both hands, and a Tai Chi gossip diagram appeared in front of him, and then, the two trigrams of Li and Kan lit up at the same time.

"Leave the cremation ice!"

The faint blue flames gushed out, turning into a monster with the body of a dragon and a tiger in front of Xiao Qiushui's body, and with every step he took, a large area of ice flowers would condense on the ground, which looked particularly weird.

At the same time, there were also Yougui and Xie Qian.

The blade slashed through the space, bringing a thick ghost aura, and the blade was like an antelope hanging horns, nowhere to be found, and when it said goodbye, it had already reached the top of the head of the Xuanmu Lion, and the scattered sharp edge cut hundreds of tiny wounds on its head.

"Ghost Slash!"

The word without emotion, falling on the ears of the Xuanmu Lion, is like an invitation from the king of Hades, which makes people chill.

Seeing that the Xuanmu Lion was about to be beheaded by this knife, but this knife couldn't be cut when it was less than an inch away from the lion's head.

A thin blood-colored chip appeared on top of its head at some point, blocking the fatal blow for it, but by this time the chip was already covered with cracks, and it was obvious that it would not last long.

Sure enough, after the ghost exerted another force, the chip suddenly shattered, but with the short barrier before, the Xuanmu Lion narrowly and narrowly escaped this knife.

The figure quickly retreated, trying to distance itself from the ghost, but the sound behind it made it pause.

"If you want to run, Uncle Ben has been waiting for you!"

The claws clenched into fists and slammed head-on on the door of the Xuanmu Lion.

This punch actually smashed the rapidly advancing Xuanmu Lion to a halt, and the subsequent punch knocked it out and landed in front of the cultivators.

Looking at the Xuanmu Lion spurting blood from its mouth, those cultivators came to their senses and attacked it one by one with their best skills.

After a wild bombardment, the place where the Xuanmu Lion was located had turned into a large pit, and the scene in it was obscured by the dust raised.

"Is the demon dead?"

A cultivator asked, somewhat uncertain, staring at the hole.

"I guess I'm dead, after all, it's been built by three..."

Before the cultivator could finish speaking, he looked at the bottom of the pit in disbelief as if he had seen something terrifying.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, a ball of blood-colored thorns appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Human cultivator, I have been entrenched here for hundreds of years, and I have always been inseparable from the water of the human race's wells, why do you want to put me to death? Why?"

With a roar of rage, hundreds of blood thorns emerged from the ground and wound towards the nearest cultivator.

Several of the weaker cultivators were quickly entangled in the blood thorns, and in the blink of an eye, a large amount of flesh and blood were torn off by the spikes, and finally turned into a skeleton.

Xiao Qiushui looked at the Xuanmu Lion with cold eyes, and said sharply: "You demon still dare to say that you don't violate the river water with the well water of the human race, some time ago you slaughtered nearly 100,000 human beings, and committed such an evil act, I will not behead you here today, it is really intolerable." ”

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse!"

Xuanmu Shi responded angrily, "You human race have always coveted the essence blood and bones of our demon race, and this time you made up such a high-sounding reason, it's really damn good!"

"Forbidden Land of Thorns!"

More blood thorns burrowed out of the ground, making the already scrambled cultivators even more precarious.

"Today, you're all going to stay here. ”

While the Blood Thorns attacked the other cultivators, the Xuanmu Lion had broken away from that defense at some point, shuttling between the thorns, harvesting the cultivators' lives.

"Ignorant demons, dare to speak out!"

The ghost stood proudly on the stump of a bloody thorn with his sword, ignoring the screams of the cultivators around him, unmoved by the bloody scene.

Devil May Cry was lying in front of him, but Yuki closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were no longer black and white, some were just gray.

"Hunt!"

At that moment, Zhu Xiu's clothes were windless, and the figure of the ghost did not move, still maintaining the movement of the horizontal knife in front of him, as if frozen.

"Huh~"

Countless wounds suddenly opened on the Xuanmu Lion's body, and blood suddenly gushed out, staining a large area of the land red.

Not only that, but at the same time as the Xuanmu Lion fell, all the blood thorns that were entwining the cultivators were all cut off by the roots.

It was only at this time that the body of the Yoo Ghost gradually dissipated, and when it reappeared, it had already come to the body of the Genki Lion.

The ghost-like eyes stared at the Xuanmu Lion, and the Devil Cry was already on its head, and it was about to fall, but a scream sounded at this moment.

"Stop!"