After living in the small courtyard for many years, he naturally left a lot of memories and many essential items for the home, but the luggage that Yang Zhao sorted out was very simple, but he didn't bring anything except weapons.

Su Nian turned his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Zhao subconsciously looked at the distant starry sky again, but he was faintly afraid, and said, "Go to the Qinglou first." ”

On Zhenyu's pale cheeks, two unhealthy flushes suddenly appeared, and he said, "What are you doing there?"

Yang Zhao was stunned, only then did he understand what he was talking about, and said with a smile: "She is your inner demon, of course you have to kill her first." ”

Zhenyu shook his head and asked, "What does this mean?"

Everyone was also puzzled and asked, "So?"

Yang Zhao said: "Of course we want to kill all those who have contact with us!"

Everyone was silent, but Chiba was a little angry, showing a compassionate gaze, and said softly: "My Buddha is merciful......"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Zhao interrupted him and said, "When has this been, what are you talking about?"

Chiba was silent, realizing that she did have some problems.

It's not that there is a problem with Yang Zhao's attitude, he is a Buddhist cultivator, and he has compassion in his heart, no matter how he opposes killing, it makes sense.

The problem is that his mood is a little unstable.

This is the power of the inner demon, as long as they come into contact with them, they will have the inner demon, no matter what, they will not be able to escape from this place, even if the mission is completed, it will be difficult to leave.

And Yang Zhao also understood this, and patted Chiba on the shoulder. said, "It's okay, we can all leave." ”

Holding the Void Sword, Yang Zhao walked in front of everyone, pushed open the courtyard door, left the small courtyard, and walked towards the Qinglou, Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo, holding his hand, everyone looked a little weak.

If you want to break the dream of the heart demon, you need to cut all the connections in this world. You need to look for it. You need to kill, so you can leave.

The little monk didn't want them to go, the vegetable seller didn't want them to go, and the city didn't want them to go. The world doesn't want them to go. Naturally, they had no way to leave so lightly.

There is a shop on the corner of Qinglou New Street. Specializing in lamp oil and lamps, as well as candles, Yang Zhao often buys lamp oil here. I knew the boss well, but after seeing the boss today, his expression changed slightly.

The owner was not in the store, the owner was on the street and the owner blocked their way.

Yang Zhao pulled out the Void Sword and asked, "You also want to stop us?"

The boss wore a hat and an amiable face, and said with a smile, "You guess?"

Yang Zhao watched the dense oil lamps in the store spontaneously combust instantly, and also ignited a black fog, he turned his head to everyone with some unconfidence, and said, "It's interesting!"

It's really interesting.

There was no more owner of an oil lamp shop on the street, only an old demon.

Outside the demon's body, everything was black, and countless rays of light emitted black lines, even the anthill in the corner of the wall was pierced by these lines, and even the bright sky seemed to be black.

The black light began to burn, the temperature in the street began to rise, and a drop of sweat appeared on the tip of everyone's noses.

Before they become monks, they may sweat for no reason, but what about after becoming cultivators?

They sweated in the presence of this demon of black light.

Yang Zhao felt that his heart had become extremely hot, as if someone had placed an oil lamp inside.

The silhouette of the lights became clearer, the lines became sharper, and it should be those black lights in front of the crowd.

The power became even more terrifying, and the pressure seemed to have become a real being.

Yang Zhao felt a wave of disgust in his chest, as if a mountain was coming to the top.

The Purple Void Sword intended, and in an instant, he swept in front of the black light demon and slashed down with a sword.

The demon falling lamp, the seemingly ordinary copper oil lamp, bloomed with several dim arcs, but it seemed to be as heavy as a world, and it suppressed Yang Zhao's Void Sword lightly.

The demon began to light the lamp, as if it had lit a thousand lights, but it emitted a black light.

In just an instant, there seemed to be more than 10,000 lights lit, and with Yang Zhao's strain speed, he couldn't react.

Because it is a world made up of the oil used by the owner of the oil lamp to fall.

is so subtle, even if Yang Zhao has a discerning eye, he has to avoid it for the time being.

Above his head, several black petals opened opposite each other like a cage - this was the black scene that seemed to be conjured up by thousands of wicks.

What a domineering momentum.

Black petals came out of the oil lamp and fell from the void, rising hundreds of feet away, but then facing everyone's eyes.

Looking at this scene, Yang Zhao's face did not show any shock, nor did he have any sense of vigilance, but felt that it was very natural.

Because he knows how strong he is, then he also knows how strong these demons should be, because they are all fake, so he has been mentally prepared for this scene.

At the moment when those black petals appeared, a small five-colored flag floated above his head, and a bronze mirror stood horizontally under the five-color flag.

I don't know if it was because the petals came too quickly, he didn't try to dodge, so he didn't try to move forward.

With his right hand, he swung the Void Sword gently but firmly, and then stopped.

The whole action is fluid, but it is extremely concise and clear, as if you can see each broken down picture.

The owner of the oil lamp has long since stopped blooming the petals, and he thinks that this scene has stopped.

At this time, Yang Zhao waved the Void Sword and stopped the movement in his hand again.

A long and clear sound...... airplanes

In front of the oil lamp boss, Yang Zhao brandished the Void Sword.

However, there is no purple void intent from it, how can this be?

As soon as the sound of the sword movement started, a sword sound sounded in the starry sky.

The sound of the sword was clear and long, as if it had been ringing silently in the night sky for a long time, until this point. to be heard by the world.

A sword shadow, coming from the depths of the starry sky, shot like lightning between the black pupils behind the petals of thousands of flowers.

Where did this sword come from?

This is the sword that Yang Zhaohui shot after a long time of calculating the slight movement of his eyes on the petals.

They all thought that because of the interference of the petals, this sword would inevitably be blocked by those petals and disappear between everyone, who would have thought that this sword would have been flying in the starry sky. Until this point. to show the world.

The swords just now started a few moments ago and fell at this time.

Boom!

The sand and gravel in front of the petals are rolling rapidly, and the energy is splashing. The dim colors of the stars could not hide the turbulence of the air from the impact.

Hard street stone surface. Countless tiny cracks appeared.

Those cracks. All from the feet of the oil lamp owner.

He had big feet, two new cloth shoes, and stepped on the cracks that were spreading towards the street. The picture looks very shocking.

Those fissures represent a terrifying clash of power.

The oil lamp boss didn't think of this sword, but he blocked it.

Two extremely clear black petals crossed in front of him, blocking the sword intent from the depths of the starry sky.

The sword intent trembled, and the flower shadows where the two crosses intersected also trembled, and the space above everyone's heads seemed to begin to tremble with it, and the light was even somewhat refracted and deformed.

Behind the splashing breath picture, it was the face of the oil lamp boss, his expression was still indifferent, and his eyes were still dull.

With a soft snap, Yang Zhao's sword intent was shocked into nothingness, and the two extremely domineering petals also dissipated.

disappeared at the same time, and there was a transparent barrier between the two, but I don't know if it was the phantom of the petal cage or what.

At this moment, the black shirt of the oil lamp boss shook slightly, and then turned into nothingness.

The next moment, he appeared in another place on the street, a few feet closer to Yang Zhao, and the oil lamp in his hand pierced straight through.

However, Yang Zhao's speed was faster.

Instead of moving, he raised the long sword in his hand again and swung it lightly.

This time, there was light on the sword.

The sound of the sword began in the streets.

The black shirt of the oil lamp boss shook again, his figure blurred again, and the black shadow moved, instantly appearing in another place on the street.

Whoosh.

At the same moment that his figure appeared, several sword qi from Yang Zhao shot over.

The sword still failed to hit the Oil Lamp Boss, only the Night Wind, and then disappeared into the distant night sky.

At this moment, there was a big light around everyone, as if tens of thousands of black lights were lit, surrounding them, and Chiba They finally made a move.

Chiba stretched out her right index finger, and the Sauvignon gently pressed against the bottom of the copper oil lamp.

Su Nian flew his sword, and the sword intent rushed into the sky.

The seal of the South Darkness is even more domineering.

Xuanjiao is roaring on the left, and Zhenyu is moving slowly on the right.

Zuo Lang Zhichang's demonic aura is all over the sky, and Xuanyu is like a little white and exquisite.

The oil lamp boss's expression changed slightly.

Even if he is an extraterrestrial demon, it is impossible to compare high and low with so many people.

Because he's just a man's demons!

The brass oil lamp that surrounded everyone could no longer fall.

Yang Zhao shook his wrists, and the Void Sword crossed in front of his forearm, and when the oil lamp boss was stunned, the sword intent swept through his neck.

The head of the oil lamp boss did not fall, but a very clear sword cut appeared in his neck.

There was still no blood in the mouth of this sword, only an extremely rich black light, and then there was a flowing black mist, which slowly seeped out along the sword edge, wetting the black clothes of the boss of the oil lamp, and dripping towards the ground.

Those black mist-like liquids are all demonic breath, there are infinite demonic power in them, and there are also infinite demonic intent, and the black current that turns into the wind when encountered, and the light refracted by it is all black light.

Yang Zhao's expression changed slightly, glanced at everyone, and hurriedly ran to the other side of the street.

He was so fast that he didn't have time to look back to see if the oil lamp boss was alive or dead, but ran as hard as he could, and didn't stop until he reached the end of the long street.

Everyone's face was very pale, and their brows were furrowed very tightly, as if they were in great pain.

Looking at the black stream on the hem of Tsing Yi, Yang Zhao knew that he still didn't avoid it.

"Next time, you should stand far away, and the demonic energy will not fall on you. ”

He pulled Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo in front of him, looked into everyone's eyes, and said very seriously.

Everyone didn't speak, Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo looked at the tips of their shoes sticking out of the hem of their clothes, and said in a low voice, "We're afraid of getting lost." ”

Yang Zhao was silent for a moment, smiled slightly and did not speak.

Just because the danger has come!(To be continued......)