The magic sword surged with endless sharp sword qi, and its fierce momentum almost shattered the sky, it was like a high king, no restraint in the world could be added, and the glass aperture that suddenly hit was shattered in an instant.

"Hehe, it's not too stupid, how can you ants know the methods of this sword spirit. ”

The sword body of the Demon Sword Spirit swam gracefully in the air, and said proudly.

"Hehe, then I wonder if Your Excellency is interested in solving our doubts?"

Even though the Demon Sword Spirit called them ants, the middle-aged man was still as calm as ever, and a smile gradually spread on his cold face.

"Don't think that this sword spirit doesn't know that you're stalling for time, hmph, with your little ability, you also want to trap me?"

The Demon Sword Spirit snorted disdainfully, the magic light on the sword body shimmered, and the momentum rose sharply.

Just as the momentum of the magic sword was rising, three rays of light suddenly fell from the sky, and the glass-like brilliance shrouded the magic sword spirit in it. The glazed aperture was jointly cast by the three late-Yuan Infant powerhouses, and the power was more than twice as strong as before, but the magic sword was still swimming gracefully, like a spiritual snake in the water, it had no scruples, and it did not dodge the shroud of the glazed aperture at all.

Three tall figures descended near the magic sword, enveloping the magic sword with the momentum of horns, their momentum was like an abyss, it seemed that every move could pull boundless power, and with a wave of the hand, it was immeasurable.

The middle-aged man looked at the magic sword that did not dodge, his brows furrowed deeply, and a bad thought gradually rose in his heart. Although the middle-aged man deliberately pursued it, he couldn't grasp the sense of crisis that existed in the dark, so he could only look at the magic sword cautiously.

"If it were so easy to subdue, would I still use your hand against it?"

Mo Fan saw everything in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, slightly demonic, but not treacherous.

Roar!

A terrifying roar suddenly came out of the magic sword, and the sound shook all over the world, and the most complicated negative emotions in the world, such as fear, darkness, evil, and hatred, spread with the roar. The glass-colored aperture is as if it doesn't exist, and it can't stop it from spreading.

The invisible ripples were centered on the glass aperture, rippling violently, and all kinds of negative emotions gradually rose from the hearts of the Yuanying bosses, as if there was an invisible force, quietly playing with the deepest secrets in their hearts, showing their darkest side.

At this time, the field is full of powerhouses in the Yuanying realm, and the strength of their minds is very comparable, although their minds gradually become irritable, but the magic sword spirit wants to make these strong people lose their minds. Becoming a walking dead is not an easy task.

"Although such a method is clever, it can only confuse the monks below the Yuanying realm, Your Excellency will not think that this ability can make us lose our combat power, right?"

The middle-aged man said with a light smile, although the Demon Sword Spirit was an alien, he still regarded it as an equal, and regarded it as an existence of the same level. Between heaven and earth, man is the spirit of all things, and he has always looked down on aliens such as grass spirits. Not to mention the spirit of the magic sword, the middle-aged man can do this, and his heart can be seen.

The magic sword spirit did not answer, and all kinds of negative emotions were vented. It was silent for a moment, and then another stream of inky black smoke erupted from the sword body, and the smoke was extremely thick, quickly filling every corner of the glass aperture.

The glass aperture is pitch black. I could no longer see the trace of the magic sword, and gradually the glass aperture lost its original bright brilliance, like a demon fetus. From time to time, it exudes a pure demonic aura.

"Oops, the mana that sealed it has been assimilated, and it can get out of it at any time. ”

Zhao Tianying exclaimed in surprise, his eyes were firmly fixed on the black circle of light like a demon fetus in the center, including the middle-aged man, the powerhouse of the late Yuan Infant who had always been unfazed finally changed color.

"This aura is close to the origin of demons, it can assimilate almost any power, what other means can restrain it?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, and there was nothing but shock in his eyes.

"It's a good thing it's not so powerful, otherwise we'd really be finished. ”

A man in red said, with a very obvious look of happiness in his eyes.

"Idiot, it's a demon spirit, it can absorb the power of others with impunity, even if its power is not as good as ours now, but if it is allowed to devour a few more people, none of us will be its opponent. ”

Another black-clothed man with a grim expression said coldly, his eyes glancing contemptuously at the red-clothed man.

"You..."

The man in black was obviously aimed at the man in red, and the man in red could not bear the provocation of the other party, and he was immediately furious.

"That's enough, don't forget that you are sworn brothers, and it's just a matter of fighting each other in normal times, do you still have to fight bravely at this moment?" The middle-aged man's expression instantly turned cold, and he glared at the two fiercely, and a fierce aura erupted from his eyes.

"The eldest brother is angry, and the younger brother knows that he is wrong. The man in black said with an unnatural expression.

"We are used to quarrelling, and we don't really have any grudges, big brother, don't take it to heart. The man in red looked slightly embarrassed, but his mind was open.

Who would have thought that the three strong men in the late Yuan Infant period were actually righteous brothers, no matter where they were, this was a force that could not be ignored, and even ordinary sects could not compete with it.

"You..."

The middle-aged man wanted to beat again, but a black light suddenly passed from under his eyes. There was no need for the middle-aged man to remind them, and the rest of the people also saw the black light, and all of them were in a vertical position, and immediately chased after the black light.

When these four late-stage Yuan Infant powerhouses trapped the Demon Sword, the rest of the Yuan Infant bosses all avoided it from a distance and gave up the entire venue. The magic sword and demon power are powerful, and only the four powerhouses in the late Yuan Infant period can suppress it, and the rest of them will certainly not be stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke.

When the magic sword broke out of the seal, it immediately rushed towards a strong man in green clothes in the distance, there was no strong momentum, no sharp sound of breaking the sky, and some were just faint bewitchment. The man in Tsing Yi instinctively wanted to avoid the magic sword, but his body seemed to be unwilling to obey the call, and he couldn't take a step.

"As long as you pick it up, you can master boundless power, God blocks and kills God, Buddha should destroy Buddha, the first person in the world is none other than you, whoever blocks your path will be destroyed. ”

"The beauties of the country will all be owned by you, and you will control life and death. ”

"All beings tremble for you, and heaven and earth lose their voices for you. ”

A faint bewitchment, but there is a strange power that makes people's blood boil, and the color of struggle in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi gradually disappeared, replaced by a piece of blood red, in the blood-red eyes, rising, scorching and dazzling.

The man in Tsing Yi held the magic sword strongly, and the fierce aura suddenly erupted from his body, his eyes were full of blood, although there was a frenzy surging, but to others, it was only a cold and piercing chill.

The black light of the magic sword shimmered, as if it could devour everything in the world, and the sword spirit controlled the monk in green clothes, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, as if he was showing off his strength. The big guy beside the man in Tsing Yi immediately dodged into the distance, their eyes were full of fear, and a mid-Yuan Infant powerhouse was actually controlled by the sword spirit right under their noses.

"Damn, it's been hiding all along, a mid-Yuan Infant powerhouse has been controlled by him like this, what other abilities does it have that we don't know?"

The man in red looked restless, and the magic sword spirit was obviously not very strong, but it made him restrain his hands and feet, and he had a feeling that he had nowhere to start.

With the magic sword in hand, the strength of the man in Tsing Yi can almost be compared with the powerhouses in the late Yuanying period, the evil smile gradually occupied his face, and with a long roar, his body turned into a black light, rushing towards the rest of the Yuanying powerhouses, like a demonic giant descending, and the demon power was overwhelming.

Mysterious spiritual treasures, even in the eyes of top monks, are rare treasures, containing infinite mysteries and having the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. Although only the top powerhouses can exert the true power of the Xuanpin Lingbao, the strength of the Xuanpin Lingbao can be seen, and now that the Xuanpin Lingbao has given birth to spiritual wisdom, of course, it can no longer be regarded as a magic weapon.

When the magic sword fully revealed its means, everyone was horrified, and they couldn't believe their eyes. The magic and mystery of the magic sword are simply unheard of, and the means can be described as ungodly, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

The magic sword itself contains extraordinary power, coupled with the mana infused by Mo Fan, you can imagine how terrifying the power of the magic sword is at this moment, if it wants to decide the victory with one blow, it may even be stronger than the peak power that Mo Fan exerted, for no other reason, the magic sword was unwilling to help Mo Fan at all before, and it was only because he didn't want to fall into the hands of the ancestor of the Zhao family that he reluctantly agreed to cooperate with Mo Fan.

But at this moment, it is completely fighting for itself, the delicious taste of the Yuan Infant in its memory almost makes it difficult to suppress itself, it can't wait to leave all the strong people present at once, and plunder their Yuan Baby, therefore, the magic sword has no reservation at all, and the majestic power contained in it is all swayed.

The rest of the Yuanying powerhouses gradually understood the current situation at this moment, no longer fighting separately, trying their best to surround and kill the man in Tsing Yi, the horror of the magic sword, they deeply understand, if he let him devour a few more people, no one here can escape the catastrophe.

Although there are no strong people in the late Yuan Infant period among these people, but they join forces, even the strong ones in the out-of-body period are unwilling to directly sweep their edge, although the man in Tsing Yi has the strength of the strong in the late Yuan Infant period, but at this moment he is also suppressed so that he can only be in a defensive position, if it were not for the flexibility of his body and the power of the magic sword, I am afraid that he would have been killed to the scum.

"It seems that the general means are of no use to him at all, and we must not delay any longer, otherwise we will all have to answer here. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Tianying, his eyes flashed, his heart was as careful as a hair, and he keenly noticed the hesitation in Zhao Tianying's eyes, obviously the other party still had the means to restrain the magic sword and sword spirit, but for various reasons, he didn't say it.

"Master Zhao, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, we have no other choice at the moment. ”

The man in black was also keenly aware, and immediately understood that the eldest brother's words were pointing, the Zhao family had a long heritage, and it was not surprising that he had mastered some thaumaturgy that could suppress the magic sword spirit.

Looking at the figure of the man in Tsing Yi holding the magic sword and slashing vertically and horizontally, the hesitation in Zhao Tianying's eyes finally dissipated, replaced by ruthlessness and decisiveness. His lips opened and closed slightly, and his voice condensed into a line and reached the ears of the middle-aged man and the others. (To be continued.) )