The ice and snow world was lit up by a demonic red light, as if the whole world was left with that shocking sword.

Break through the void with one sword, cut everything with one sword!

This was Mo Ming's last and most powerful sword, and only such a knife could pose a threat to an early Jindan monk.

"Buzz ......"

The piercing roar exploded, the sword slashed through the void rapidly, the space trembled, the black fog around him was rolling, and the old eyes of the king camel shrank violently, and the original anger was replaced by a great horror, and the pupils were full of murderous swords.

Without any accidents, the king camel was trapped by the rune chains and could not move, and the sword quickly crossed his neck.

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing ** came out, and Yin Hong's blood suddenly gushed several feet high, reflecting the blood red of the knife, and throwing a huge head into the sky.

On the skull, there was a great astonishment in the round pupils, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him.

It's just that such a look is fleeting, and the next moment the eyes lost their brilliance, and Wang Huozi's body was in a different place, and he was cut into two pieces by Mo Ming, and the vitality in his body was completely cut off.

"Finally dead?"

In the distance, Mo Ming had a miserable smile on his face, and the demon knife in his hand dimmed at a speed that could be hit by the naked eye, because there was no qi and blood replenishment, so it turned into a rusty broken knife, and he could no longer see anything special.

This battle was too tragic, but fortunately, the damned people were all dead, Mo Ming was still alive, Bai Xiu was still alive, and Ji Mingyue was also alive.

Then everything doesn't matter!

Just stay alive!

Thinking like this, Mo Ming couldn't help but exhale a heavy breath, and by the way, he put the demon knife into the storage bag.

However, just as Mo Ming was just about to relax, his heart suddenly lifted, and his eyes looked at the corpse of the king camel.

"How is it possible! Aren't you dead like this?" Mo Ming's pupils shrank sharply, and he exclaimed.

On the headless corpse, he suddenly felt a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Immediately after, a golden bead the size of a baby's fist appeared, shooting straight out in one direction.

"Old thief, where to go!"

Not far away, Bai Xiu seemed to have discovered Mo Ming earlier, let out a loud roar, and at the same time rubbed his hands hard, and arcs of electricity flashed on his arms, and then he shook his hand violently, and shot out suddenly, chasing after the golden pill and bombarding away.

"Junior!

The mournful roar of the king camel came out, and the old face of the king camel appeared on the golden pill, which looked extremely hideous and frightened.

"He's really not dead!"

Mo Ming said secretly, and his heart sank, and then he remembered that the monks of the Jindan period were different from the monks of the foundation building period.

Jindan period monks, because the body has cultivated the Dao Dan, the soul of the person will shrink on the Jindan in the body, even if the body is damaged, as long as the Jindan is not broken, you can also rely on the Jindan body to find a new body for rebirth.

This is a kind of innate supernatural ability that belongs to those who have cultivated in the Jindan stage and above, and the monks of the foundation building stage cannot compare with it.

"If you're not dead, then I'll make up for it again! I want to see what the difference is between the so-called Jindan!"

Mo Ming's heart was horizontal, a trace of cruelty flashed on his face, and just as he wanted to take out the demon knife again, he saw Bai Xiu's arc of lightning quickly bombarding Jin Dan.

With a "bang" explosion, the golden pill instantly exploded into powder, and a faint figure floated out of it, with white eyebrows and a stiff body, it was undoubtedly the king camel.

"Old thief, aren't you dead yet!" Bai Xiu shouted, and immediately bullied forward, his hands arcing brightly and uncertainly, looking like he was shooting again.

Wang Huozi's face was miserable, and there was monstrous hatred in his faint eyes, but the strange thing was that in the face of the electric arc that kept flashing in Bai Xiu's hand, he didn't make any move!

"The old man has been cultivating the immortal world for hundreds of years, and he has been killing people all his life, killing the heavens and the earth, and killing everyone who can be killed!"

"There are countless people who have died in the hands of the old man, and the old man's hands have long been stained with blood, not to mention the monks of the Zhujin Dan period, even those old monsters with Yuan Infant cultivation have died in the hands of the old man!"

"I was killed by you little ones today, and the old man is unwilling!"

"The ancestor of the Feng family treated me well, but I failed to protect the safety of my son, failed to avenge my son, and the old man was unwilling!"

"The old man is unwilling......"

The king camel roared angrily, and there was a sadness in his voice that could not be concealed, and with these unwilling words, his faint soul suddenly disappeared with a cold wind and turned into pieces of light and rain.

In just a few breaths, there was no longer his figure in this piece of heaven and earth, and without the protection of Jin Dan, the king camel was completely dead and dead.

At this point, Mo Ming really relaxed his tense nerves, and his angry eyes were retracted.

"It's good to be alive!"

Mo Ming muttered, there was a kind of relief that he hadn't seen for a long time, but at this moment, he could no longer support it after losing too much qi and blood, and his body involuntarily fell backwards.

"How are you?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in Mo Ming's ears, and at the same time, a pair of slightly warm hands supported his body, and at some point, Ji Mingyue had quietly come to his side and supported him.

"You ......"

Mo Ming was a little surprised and wanted to look back, but at this moment, his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.

......

Far to the far west, on that endless plain, a young man sat cross-legged on a huge boulder on the edge.

The young man had a dark complexion, as if he had been exposed to the scorching sun for a long time, but his facial contours were extremely handsome, and his dark complexion not only did not make him look haggard, but had a very healthy color.

I don't know how long he sat there, but the young man opened his eyes, and there was a hint of annoyance on his face!

"Damn, I finally escaped, I didn't expect to be contaminated with the power of curses, is my Dongfang Yan going to be accompanied by these curses in the future?"

"According to legend, no one who is contaminated with a curse can have a good end, is it possible that I will end up with a tragic death and have nothing to do with the immortal path?"

"I'm not reconciled!"

Dongfang Yan was annoyed, and suddenly his expression changed again, and he muttered: "No! According to rumors, only those who have cultivated to the heavens will be contaminated with curses, and my cultivation is far from touching these!"

"What is the reason?"

Dongfang Yan frowned, looked at the sky, and then looked at himself, as if thinking about something.

And just as he was thinking hard, a figure came to his side silently, and at the same time, a word that could not hear any emotion came out.

"You escaped from the small world of the Rakshasa Sect?"