(Thanks to the little scholarly children's shoes, the big reward of the flower wheel blood blade, and the reward of the red iris beauty, by the way, to promote her new masterpiece "The Phoenix Princess", which is said to be the one I helped at the beginning, how similar it is ~~ A good book that has long occupied the first place in the new book list, and it is worth seeing the sadomasochistic love!)

That's right, this is the Shaking Sword Technique, a high-level sword technique, this Seven Nights Demon Lord can actually use it!

Jiang You's pupils shrank, and after he saw clearly the moves used by Qiye to resist the torrent of Yin Spirits, he was even more surprised in his heart.

That's not a move that anyone can use casually, it's a move that belongs to a high-grade sword cultivator, and its essence is to use the shock of the sword body to break the opponent's attack.

Qiye's sword shaking technique was extremely proficient, and even in Jiang You's heart, it had already coincided with another figure.

The figure hidden deep in his heart was left by him when he first worshiped the Sword Saint Sect, when the sword sealed Xuelu's hand.

"If you think about it, are the Shades so easy to resist. Jian Man sneered, and her gaze had shifted from Qiye's body to the pitch-black long sword in his hand.

Yes, what is the Yin Spirit, it is the will that is immortal after death, the evil element that is polluted, and the filth that cannot be contaminated.

If the Shaking Sword Technique can solve the Yin Soul, then what deterrent power does the evil magic weapon refined by the Yin Soul have, wouldn't it be easy to solve it with a random high-level sword cultivator?

That's right, there is a problem with the sword in Nanaya's hand!

Jiang You also discovered that whenever Qiye's figure changed from blur to clear, the pitch-black long sword in his hand would pull in a black qi.

The black qi drawn out flashed away on the pitch-black long sword.

The ghost that was broken by the long sword in front of Qiye's eyes also dissipated.

"Could it be that he has a Yin Soul Magic Weapon in his hand?" Jiang You frowned, guessing in disgust. Only the Yin Soul Magic Weapon can easily devour the Yin Soul without the threat of being polluted.

If it is really a Yin Soul magic weapon, then this Seven Nights Demon Lord is really a heinous demon.

Jian Mantian didn't speak, just stood silently next to Jiang You, this time, she didn't refute, that is, she supported Jiang You's point of view.

Seven Nights acted as a reef in the Yin Soul Torrent, and it only dispersed the impact of the Yin Soul Torrent, and it did not have much impact on the downward trend.

Therefore, those monks who do not believe in evil finally ushered in the last challenge in their lives.

"Hey, I look at this ghost, that's it, what's so scary. The monk who had just stepped into the torrent of the Yin Soul easily split a Yin Soul with teeth and claws, and his face was disdainful.

Many of them conjured up their weapons and dealt a blow to the oncoming Shade in the head.

A person who said such a thing could only expose his ignorance, and Jiang You, who was the second disciple of the Sword Saint Sect, would not talk nonsense no matter how much soy sauce he was.

Don't they know that there is a word called "Lingering"?

The person who had just shouted out the words, behind him, the black smoke that had been split up re-gathered, and the appearance of a powerful ghost with a bloody mouth wide open, bitten down from the back of his head.

"Click!" the watermelon was sliced open with a sharp blade, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

The monk who did not dissipate and was killed by the Yin Spirit, this time did not turn into ashes, but really lay on the ground, dead without blinking.

The monks around who were lucky had already been frightened, and they began to regret why they didn't believe Jiang You's words in the first place.

More monks were overwhelmed by the Shadows, they didn't have time to resist, there were so many Shades that they didn't even have time to defend.

It was only in the area around the Seven Nights, and only a few ghosts frequented him, and they all avoided him as if they knew that he was not easy to mess with.

However, just because the Yin Soul has spared seven nights does not mean that the Seven Nights have spared the Yin Spirit.

Since you are not coming, I will come to you myself!

The pitch-black long sword in Qiye's hand, I don't know if it's an illusion, is even darker than when it was summoned just now, and it is as black as ink in response.

The rumbling echo in the sky continues, and as long as the sound remains, as long as the horn does not stop, the endless stream of ghosts will never stop.

On the ground washed by the torrent, bright red blood flowed, and there were bitten corpses everywhere, and those companions who were still alive just now died one by one.

No killing, no escape, no solution.

This is the Shadow, the endless entanglement, and ordinary weapons can't do any damage to it at all.

But, why, why standing in the middle of the torrent, the young man with a straight waist, the young man in white clothes, can do it!

The name of the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights is once again deeply engraved in the minds of every monk who is still alive, and if they are lucky enough to escape from the mysterious area, they will definitely not forget today's scene, such a strange picture.

There were corpses all around, and everyone was terrified, and there was only one person, only one person, who waved his hand to solve the ghost.

Blurry and clear, body movement and shadow movement, sword shaking skills, and the ghost is invincible!

What made them even more frightened was that the torrent of this Yin Soul was shrinking, and after each back and forth, its number was actually decreasing.

What does this mean? It means that there are at least 10,000 Yin Spirits, who have died under the pitch-black sword of the Seven Nights.

There are so many Yin Souls, enough for a demon cultivator to produce a high-end Yin Soul magic weapon, so that a city will be full of blood, and not a single grass will grow.

But for seven nights, he didn't react at all, he wasn't excited or tired, he just kept moving and chasing, and kept throwing out his sword.

It seems to have become an emotionless machine, with a single action and extremely high efficiency.

"Little junior sister, do we want to take advantage of this time to ,......" Jiang You looked at Jian Mantian and made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Qiye is very strong, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in the terrifying techniques he cultivates, as well as the strange and unpredictable pitch-black long sword in his hand, which is no longer something they can compete with.

If such a demon sect enemy is allowed to continue to be strong, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the righteous path.

Especially in these unstable times.

Taking advantage of the seven nights to deal with the Yin Spirit, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, and solve a tricky enemy, this is Jiang Yu's plan.

Jian Mantian glanced at him and said in surprise, "You don't really think that he will give us such a chance, do you?"

Jian Mantian didn't have Jiang You's thoughts, and her contact with Qiye really counted, and only the hanging bell on her waist was taken away, this time.

If the bell is taken away, it is not enough to gamble with the other party's life, especially in such a mysterious area.

Jiang You was stimulated by Qiye many times, even if he calmed down, he was still a little resistant and hostile, and when facing the problem of Qiye, it was inevitable that he would deal with it more extremely.

was refuted by the sword all over the sky, and then looked at the figure who was at ease in the torrent, to be honest, Jiang You himself was not sure.

It's just that I really can't get used to seeing someone in front of me and taking the limelight.

"Hmph, what's the big deal. If it was a senior brother, he would definitely be able to face it easily. Unable to beat the other party, Jiang You had no choice but to unwillingly pose as Senior Brother Jianchen, the youngest powerhouse in the Immortal Realm.

That's right, this Seven Nights Demon Lord, a traitor of the Sword Immortal Palace, wasn't he still defeated at the hands of Senior Brother when he was in Xiao Penglai!

Thinking of this, Jiang You's heart was finally a little comfortable, and his eyes were not so cold when he looked at Qiye.

At the moment when Jiang You and Jian Mantian hesitated, several lives were swept away by the Yin Spirit, and they had the talisman treasures given by the Sword Sealing Snow, but those poor scattered cultivators did not.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer monks coming in together, the ghosts had no idea.

Whether it was the one who laid siege to the central area, or the two who broke through and hid in the corner, that was the question.

The person in the central area had even more evil things in his hands than them, and he could even directly destroy his immortal body and absorb the remaining souls.

The two people in the corner, the light that enveloped them outside, was even thicker than the shell of the 10,000-year-old turtle, and they couldn't break through at all.

After thinking about it, these ghosts finally decided to deal with the guys in the central area first.

Not because it's simple, but because it's a big threat.

If they don't provoke him, they should burn high incense, this person is still chasing and killing his companions, it is tolerable, but the ghost can't bear it!

As for the turtle shells that can only be defended over there, they have long been in their pockets.

Looking at the re-accumulated Yin Soul, Qiye coughed lightly, he had already used his true qi in a very restrained manner, and even broke his strength in half to distribute it, and chose one of the most labor-saving "collapse" moves, but he still lost his strength.

Those ghosts, more than he imagined, a bit of a momentum.

For now, it was as if they had reached an agreement and were ready to launch a general attack on themselves. No matter how powerful the remnant star is, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no mistakes.

Looking at the remnant star in his hand that had become dark and shiny due to devouring the Yin Soul, Nanaya felt that it was time to break the level.

This level does not require them to solve the Yin Spirit, but as long as they pass the Yin Soul Torrent safely, they will be considered to have passed. It was the first move of the Seven Nights that disrupted everyone's thoughts, and the wrong first cognition also became the cause of their mass deaths.

It is not easy to kill the Yin Soul, if you want to pass, with the remnant star in your hand now, Qiye is ten percent sure.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Qiye's feet were speeding up, he was about to rush through the encirclement of the Yin Soul Torrent and break through the pass, and in the dark cyan light shield behind him, the sword shouted to him.

Qiye frowned, he didn't think that he had any friendly communication with the two disciples of the Sword Saint Sect. Both before and in the future.

"Demon Lord Seven Nights, you stop for me!" Seeing that the other party listened to his words, he didn't react in the slightest, and still walked into the distance against the torrent of yin spirits, and the sword that maintained the dark green defensive cover was all over the sky, and shouted loudly: "I have a piece of news, related to you!"

Sure enough, after hearing this, Nanaya stopped.

News related to him, could it be that these two monks of the Sword Saint Sect also heard something?

"What news, I have limited time, I have something to say. Qiye looked at the thick Yin Soul that was sneakily gathering in the distance, he understood that this was a fatal blow, and he just waited for himself to take it lightly.

Jian Mantian knew that there could be nothing wrong with the seven nights at this time.

Once the Seven Nights are solved by the Yin Spirit, they will definitely set their sights on themselves after losing their greatest goal.

No matter how powerful the defensive magic weapon of Sword Sealing Snow is, it is not permanent and cannot withstand consumption.

Also seeing the increasingly thick yin torrent in the distance, Jian Mantian said to a long story short: "I also heard it from the mouth of the senior brother by chance: the head of the Han family has decided to let the concubine Han Xianzi marry the senior brother!"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic and terrifying sword intent rose from the white-shirted young man's body, instantly defeating the remnants of the Yin Soul Torrent!