"This soul-slaying knife, I'm afraid it not only has the function of killing souls, but also the function of charming hearts, you have to be careful, as long as it is rubbed, the true spirit will be damaged, this is the same as the other party does not dare to be burned by the Buddha fire, now it can only depend on which of the two of you reacts the fastest, only such a person can win this battle!"

Yuan Shuang's words sounded in Liu Muqing's mind, warning him about one of them, making him feel a sense of urgency instantly descending on him.

Liu Muqing's heart couldn't help but sink, this situation had never been encountered except when he was facing the resentment slaughter, and even if he encountered the resentment at that time, he didn't say that it felt so tricky, but now this slashing army gave him such a feeling, and he had to admit that this person was a strong man who could match him.

"It seems that this time you can't really fight once, you have to show all the mastery at the bottom of your box, otherwise it will be really difficult to subdue this guy!" Liu Muqing thought secretly.

The cold light of the sword flashed, and the speed was faster, faster than lightning. It only made people feel that a bright light was shining in front of them, and the next moment the blade had already descended on Liu Muqing's body.

Liu Muqing's reaction was not unfast, although he couldn't keep up with the speed of the blade, but in his subconscious, he could feel that a danger was coming, so he disappeared without thinking about it, and at the same time, the golden flame suddenly shrouded the place where he was standing just now, as if a big fireball was suddenly ignited.

"Buzz~".

A huge fireball burst out, and at the same time, in the center of the fireball, a silver sword light appeared in it, like steel tempered in the fire, gradually turning from silver to fiery red, but it did not completely melt, and there was not the slightest black smoke coming out.

Liu Muqing stared at the sword light that quickly withdrew, and his heart couldn't help but sink secretly. The Buddha fire can be said to be a major means for him to defeat the enemy, and it is even more invincible when dealing with the strong of the demon race, but now it seems that this invincible means has become a little stretched, and it is no longer so powerful, and the other party may be able to resist this Buddha fire with the silver soul slashing knife, because this Buddha fire cannot burn this soul slaying knife, but the soul slaying knife can smash the Buddha fire.

"Whoa!"

A strange sound sounded, and I saw that the burned red soul slashing knife suddenly rolled up, as if a hurricane appeared on the flat ground, and the flame was extinguished in an instant, and countless sparks scattered out, and then disappeared in the air.

Chopping Qianjun slowly walked out of the flames, looked up at Liu Muqing, with a faint smile on his face, like a victor with a proud expression, the blade moved forward, and made a decapitation action, as if to say, the next moment will decapitate your head.

Liu Muqing smiled coldly, suddenly opened his mouth, and then a six-colored mist gushed out from his mouth. In this dark but starlight universe, other colors suddenly appeared, but they were extremely beautiful, but in this beauty there was an unimaginable crisis.

The range of the six-colored spiritual mist is getting bigger and bigger, but its color is getting lighter and lighter, just like the drifting mist, with the action of the wind, it no longer has the appearance of being rich and invisible. But Chop Qianjun didn't dare to be careless, he even held his breath, took out a black jade pendant and slapped it on his body, and a black shield appeared on the outside of his body to protect the surroundings.

Chopping Qianjun didn't believe that this six-colored spiritual mist didn't have the slightest effect, although he didn't know what the effect was, but he didn't hesitate to treat it strictly.

Just when the Thousand Soldiers were about to make a move, suddenly he felt a flower in front of him, as if the ripples like water ripples appeared in front of his eyes, which made him startled, and he hurriedly stopped, but he heard a huge roar suddenly ringing behind his ears.

"Die!"

Chopping Qianjun looked back sharply, only to see that behind him, a tall demon powerhouse jumped high, holding a huge axe, and was slashing at him at the moment, and the hideous expression was clearly visible on his face.

Chop Qianjun's face couldn't help but change greatly, and he couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "This is ...... How could you?"

He was familiar with this person in front of him, it was this person who almost killed him back then, so that he was almost killed when he was competing for the title of Killing a Thousand Army, but it was a pity that he did not persist to the end and let himself achieve the final victory.

But even so, in the mind of Chop Qianjun, this person still left a deep enough impression on him, especially the sharp axe, and the arrogant expression were deeply left in his mind, so that he could not forget it no matter what.

"Fallen Soul, what are you running to? Come on, it's a real battle at all, don't you want to be called a thousand armies? If you don't defeat me, how can you get this title!" The burly demon powerhouse looked up at the slashing army in the distance, and yelled at him contemptuously.

Falling Soul, this is the name he had before he inherited the title of Chopping Qianjun, but since he inherited this title, no one knows anymore, and now he is called again, even Chopping Qianjun himself has fallen into a kind of sluggishness, he looked around blankly, only to find that the place where he is now is actually a huge Colosseum, where there are not only tens of thousands of demon powerhouses in the black clouds, but also his father is watching.

"No...... Isn't this impossible! Shouldn't I have been in the cultivation realm? Isn't it supposed to be a bloody massacre? And shouldn't I have already been called the Thousand Slashing Army? This ...... What's going on...... Could it be that this qiē is all a dream?" Chop Qianjun couldn't help but muttered to himself, and the whole person fell into a strange feeling, he looked at the people around him, with a look of extreme disbelief in his eyes, looking at the blood slaughter in front of him, and he felt even more unreal.

"You are a fake, don't think that digging him out of the depths of my consciousness can affect me, my knife will not hesitate because of him, and it will not hesitate because of anyone!" Gradually, the face of the slasher Qianjun became cold, and there was a cold chill all over his body, and murderous intent emerged, filling the entire Colosseum.

This illusion was created by Liu Mu Qingchuang, and now he is looking down on each other in a black cloud, as if he is watching a monkey perform continuously.

Blood Tu laughed, and then as soon as his feet moved, the whole person flew, and he was like a rushing train, surging towards the slashing army, and the snowy axe had been held behind him, just waiting for him to shake it hard to cut him in two.

"Blood slaughter, I can kill you once, and naturally I can kill you twice, don't you want to snatch the title of Slashing Thousand Troops from my hands!"

A crazy roar sounded, and then he saw the long knife in his hand stabbing obliquely, and the terrifying blade bit into Bloodslaughter's throat like a poisonous snake, and his face flashed with excitement, like a person who had taken drugs, crazy, crazy, and terrifying.

"Hahaha~"

Blood Tu laughed, he was not afraid of his blade at all, his body twisted slightly, and at the same time, a black light suddenly bloomed on him, and the next moment he saw his right hand shake hard, a snow-bright light appeared, and the huge axe slashed towards the slashing army with a strong inertia.

The one qiē is exactly the same as before, and even the two of them are exactly the same. It has been hundreds of years since he received this title, and in the middle of this time, he has grown far beyond him back then, but now it seems that the only power he can exert is the strength of the past, as if he is limited by some kind of power.

And the credit of this qiē is the credit of Liu Muqing. The Supreme True Cultivation Dafa is worthy of Bai Yujing's high-level law, and the psychedelic illusion and illusion reappearance in it can be said to be extremely real, no matter how you keep your mind, but after all, you will still fall into that trap, even if you know that this is fake, you have suffered the damage, but you still can't break free, just like the tarsal sword, you can't completely break it until the last moment.

Dripping sweat has appeared on Liu Muqing's brain, manipulating the illusion is an extremely draining thing, not to mention that he has to suppress the strength of the thousand army, which makes him a little unbearable, after all, the other party is a person with the same strength as him.

A small flame suddenly emerged in the void, this flame was extremely small, only a wisp of it, but it burned tenaciously, and the golden flame contained unimaginable pure power.

"Just wait for the moment when a crack appears in the other party's heart, this flame will become the fuse of your demise!" Liu Muqing stared at the other party with cold eyes and said loudly.

The shadow of the axe is like a whirlwind, and the blood slaughter is the center of this whirlwind, and he has already danced this giant axe impenetrable with the power in his hand alone, so that the army is tired to deal with, his strength is indeed very strong, and he is indeed qualified to inherit the title of the army of the army.

The slashing army was overwhelmed, and the long knife in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his eyelids were a little heavy and didn't want to open them even at this moment, but he still kept them open.

"Magic.sleep!"

Suddenly, a cruel voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Chop Qianjun, his body, which had already reached the extreme, suddenly felt even more tired, his hands unconsciously slowed down, and his eyelids couldn't help blinking, but at this moment, he felt the threat of death, just like back then.

Suddenly, Chopping Qianjun opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the shadow of the knife and axe that was close at hand, he couldn't help but change his face greatly, and then without thinking about it, he crushed a black jade pendant, and the jade pendant was depicted with mysterious lines, and at the moment of shattering, a powerful force suddenly appeared, turning into a black spear and hitting the body of the blood slaughter, and piercing him in an instant.

"This ...... It's ......"

"Falling Soul He actually used a magic jade pendant, which is the ...... of the adult demon race"

"He actually used this kind of thing, does it mean that the big guys don't care?"

"Who cares about this, the blood slaughter is just a dark horse killed from among the civilians, and the fallen soul is ......"

"It's not fair, this title shouldn't be given by such a person......"

"Yes, it's not worthy of the name, but it's a pity that someone's father ......"

Countless voices of discussion filled his mind, and the voice of denunciation, disbelief, and contempt kept ringing in his mind, torturing his soul and body.

In the end, a cold gaze suddenly shot down from above, and he couldn't help but raise his head, looking at the tall demon powerhouse in the sky, the kind of powerful powerhouse that made people tremble, and the kind of eyes that were so disappointed that he wanted to slap him to death, he couldn't help but drop his head, and tears of pain and remorse couldn't help but roll down at this moment.

As he did back then, he curled his body and accepted the title of the Thousand Soldiers, but as if he had accepted humiliation, every time someone called him the name of the Thousand Soldiers, he would think back to the Blood Slaughter, to the extremely cold eyes of the Blood Slaughter, and to the smile that laughed at him.

"No...... No, I didn't want that, I didn't want to do it, I just ...... I just ......"

"Poof~"

A mouthful of black blood couldn't help but spray out from the throat of Chopping Qianjun, and his originally handsome face suddenly turned extremely white, he held the knife in one hand, but he wanted to know himself like this, but he didn't notice that a flame hidden under the light and shadow was slowly approaching him at the moment, constantly approaching.

"Snort~"

A slight sound suddenly appeared behind him, but it did not attract the attention of the slashing army, he was very immersed in chagrin and remorse, but the next moment he reacted suddenly, and a huge danger instantly enveloped his body, making his whole person tense.

"It's ...... Buddha Fire!!"

In an instant, memories flooded in, the surrounding scenery was not there, and the laughter around them did not appear, only the burning golden flames.

The terrifying heat kept coming out of his body, and his demon body was the dye, making this originally small fire become like a sea.

Liu Muqing gradually escaped from the void, his face was covered with sweat, and his face was as pale as white paper. The use of Dao Fa made his whole body feel exhausted, and even his mana had a feeling of not being able to supply it at some point, and he had never felt this way since he was promoted to the Transformation Stage.

He glanced at the surging and burning army like a big fireball, took a deep breath and took out an elixir from the storage bag and swallowed it, and after a little breathing, his hands slammed the spell, and the rolling thunder continued to be released from the sky.

"Boom~" "Click~"

The purple thunder fell violently, smashing heavily on the body of the slashing army, causing his self-supporting body to fall to his knees at once, and a piece of arm that was burned to black and gray was also broken at this moment, discarded in the void, and floated out with the void.

"Ah~"

A scream suddenly sounded, like the trapped beast, and the roar resounded throughout the sky, and at the same time, a dazzling black light suddenly shone out from the body of the slashing army, turning into a shield to block all the Buddha fires outside.

Liu Muqing was very familiar with this black light, because he had seen it once in the illusion he had seen just now, it should have been a talisman left by the father of Chopping Qianjun, but what he didn't expect was that this thing was so powerful that even the Buddha fire could block it outside.

The moment the Buddha Fire was blocked outside, he saw that the Thousand Soldiers had already torn apart the space and escaped into it. Liu Muqing's face changed slightly, and then his body disappeared with a movement under his feet.

In the end, with the breath of slashing thousands of troops, Liu Muqing kept shuttling, but the strange thing was that every time he was about to catch up with him, there would be a force to isolate the opponent's breath, making him lose the position of the opponent's breath in an instant, and after several times, he couldn't find his trace at all.

Liu Muqing's face gradually became a little cold, this kind of cooked duck flew away from his hand, which made him feel extremely unhappy, and he could also feel that someone must have made a move just now, and the one who could block the aura of the thousand armies was definitely a strong man of the same level as him, but it should not be a demon powerhouse, so there was only one left, and that was the Terran monk.

"You'd better hide it deep and don't let me know who you are, otherwise I'll kill you!" Liu Muqing said coldly into the void, his voice transmitting an extremely long distance.

On the battlefield on the other side, countless demon warriors began to retreat in a planned manner, and they had already received the news, so they had to quickly evacuate this place before the opponent's strong returned to the battlefield. I have to say that the military discipline of the demon clan is extremely outstanding, and in such a situation, there is no panic at all, and they evacuate quickly and in an orderly manner, even if the monk wants to go up and get some cheapness, it will inevitably be a little difficult.

As for the Yuanying battlefield in another place, the two sides were evenly matched, but soon the Dragon King and the others found that those strong people of the demon clan began to become conservative, and some of the strong men of the demon clan even left the battlefield directly and entered their fortress black clouds, leaving only a small number of people still resisting.

"In this way, Senior Liu should have killed the strong man of the other party, otherwise they would not have retreated so quickly, do you say that we should take advantage of the victory and chase it!"

The dragon king looked at it but shook his head, he is an old man, he knows the truth of poor Kou Mo chasing, if he really bites like this, I am afraid that he will end up with a lose-lose situation, the Terran monks can't accept this result, and their demon clan can't accept it either.

So when Liu Muqing came back, the armies of the two clans returned to the fortress magic weapon, although hundreds of thousands of corpses were left on the ground, but they did not break their muscles and bones because of this, in the final analysis, it was actually the monks who took some advantage, after all, the army should not be able to participate in any battles in the next time.