Lei Meng's eyes flashed with thunder, staring at the ghost face with a hundred solemn expressions.

The body of the Ghost King is a Nascent Soul cultivator and can only be refined by physical cultivation. At the same time, I also understand in my heart why my full-strength attack only seriously injured the ghost face and did not kill him.

If an ordinary monk of the Netherworld Sect, the thunder force that was made with his own ancestral thunder and using the Thunder God Axe was not something that monks of the same level could withstand. No, even the Nascent Soul cultivator could also be damaged!

The situation is getting serious now, and I can only have one strike at most. If I can’t capture the God-killing Sword for Yi Qiu around me, I really have no chance!

As the snakes were hissing and roaring, the shadow of a dragon and a snake condensed again under Yi Qiu's trembling hands.

However, looking at the phantoms of dragons and snakes today, they are three points less weak than money before.

Under the attack of more than a dozen monks, they could only temporarily stop the body of the ghost king with a ghost face!

Ignoring all kinds of attacks, the real attack like Shui Han, Ghost Face waved the God-killing Sword in his hand to resist. Other attacks, even if they hit the body of his ghost king, they don’t care, just cross them.

These thirty feet can go out before the light curtain.

Once you leave the Demon-Feng Ridge, you will never be afraid of anyone anymore.

After all, there is still his own sect outside.

Yi Qiu's hands crossed, and the phantom of the dragon and snake gradually merged into one, turning into a phantom that looked like a dragon and a snake. After the fusion, the phantom became more solid.

With a wild drink, Yi Qiu stomped the earth with both feet and his body soared into the sky. Suddenly, the dragon and snake merged into one into the shadow of the dragon and snake.

With Yi Qiu's muffled cry, the dragon-shaped phantom sank into Yi Qiu's body. Yi Qiu's body suddenly lengthened and turned into a dragon several feet long.

In addition to the vaguely visible face of Yi Qiu, the whole thing is just a dragon!

However, this dragon had two claws, and when its tail was stirred, it instantly appeared in front of the ghost face.

A black shadow rolled towards the ghost face, but Yi Qiu raised his claws after the transformation of the dragon.

The monks in the field felt Yi Qiu's breath at this time, and their faces changed again, but Tang Long's eyes shrank, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

Yi Qiu is now posing too much threat to himself. I didn't expect that Yi Qiu's true strength is so powerful.

Not to mention that he has been fighting for a long time now, even in his heyday, he may not be Yi Qiu's opponent.

Lei Meng's eyes showed a look of joy. He followed Yi Qiu. With the hissing thunder roar of the Thunder Axe, he could strike his full force at any time.

Shui Han, Mo Ying, Bai Xiaoyi, Gemini Witch, Mo Jiuyou and others saw Yi Qiu's appearance at this moment and felt the intimidation that he almost did not belong to the ghost face to him, and they were shocked.

This Yi Qiu was actually so hidden! After this strange transformation, the monk actually soared to the level of the same as that of the Nascent Soul Senior.

The ghost face stepped forward without stopping, and waved the Divine Sword in his hand and slashed towards the palm that Yi Qiu was grabbing.

Yi Qiu's eyes were cold, and he knew that the Divine Sword was a magic weapon, even if it could not exert its true power, its sharpness was not something that magic weapons could think of.

With one hand, he shook into a strange trajectory, avoiding the sword of the God-Slaying Sword, and hissing and capturing the shadows, he knocked down the attacks from the monks who were thousands of feet away.

The dragon tail twitched with the flow and hit the ghost face hard on the waist.

The huge body with a ghost face staggered and fell to the side.

The demon shadow flashed, and Mo Jiuyou suddenly appeared in front of the ghost face. The soul flute of the ghost face was slashed towards the bone hand holding the God-Slaying Sword, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Under this ghost-faced trick, he seized the God-killing Sword from his own hands. If he hated him, Mo Jiuyou would probably hate this person the most!

Even if the two of them are in the same sect, in front of the artifact, not to mention the brothers and brothers of the same sect, they are the same master, so what?

"Leave the God-killing Sword!"

The ghost face laughed strangely, opened his big mouth, and a black light flashed in his mouth, turning into a huge black belt, rolling the demon Jiuyou into it.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, attacking the ghost face while carefully guarding the strange black light in his mouth.

Crunch...

The ghost face kept opening and closing, chewing the demon Jiuyou who was rolling into his mouth, screaming, making him look extremely miserable.

Yi Qiu's cold snake eyes flashed slightly, and he was about to fit in and pounce on him. With a bang, the entire ghost face's mouth burst open.

A magic mist floated down from his mouth and fell to the side. When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Now Mo Jiuyou's body is full of demonic energy, but it is no longer like a human form, like a pair of minced meat.

Ghost Face looked at Mo Jiuyou who escaped from his mouth and stopped him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ghost Face, Mo knows what you are!"

"Hehe, Gui also knows what you are!"

"Yes, you and I are both demons!"

As soon as Mo Jiuyou said this, everyone was shocked!

They are all demons, but this demon is not an ordinary demon. Looking at the demon Jiuyou and the ghost face in front of him, he temporarily gave up the attack in his hand. The best thing now is to let the two of the Netherworld Sect kill each other.

The true energy and magic power condensed in our hands fluctuated continuously. Once these two people broke, they would attack us without hesitation. At this moment, the ghost face was twenty feet away from the light curtain, and this distance was only a moment ago.

Leaving away.

There is no way to stop at this moment.

"Hehe, you and I are both demons, but this demon sword is only the power of gods and demons to display its power. Even if you get it, it is useless!" Mo Jiuyou said coldly.

Seeing the minced flesh-like Mo Jiuyou, it seemed like nothing happened. At the same time, the three words "Demon God Sword" were even more shocking to everyone.

Yi Qiu couldn't help but flush Shuihan looked over, and after sensing, Shuihan nodded to Yi Qiu.

At this moment, Yi Qiu was also sure that the sword cultivator mentioned the God-killing Sword, but the demon clan had the Demon Sword!

No matter what title is, it is a magical tool.

"Senior Brother Gui, you are just controlling the body of a monk. How powerful is the Demonic Thought? Why don't you and me become one?"

"I'm very careful, but Gui wants to take the lead!"

"Hmph, you little demon, dare you dominate the soul of a demon?"

"Gaga, Master Demon, before you lose your body, you are a god and a demon. Now your thoughts of god and demon are not as good as me, in your eyes, you are a little demon powerful!"

"So, are you not going to call out the Demon Sword?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come and get it if you have the ability!"

Listening to the conversation between Ghost Face and Demon Jiuyou, the cultivators around him burst into great waves. These two people were actually real demons, one demon and one god!

Hearing this, these two demons should have fallen into the Demon-Feng Ridge. When the Demon-Feng Ridge came out, it was just a wisp of demon soul.

No wonder, no wonder this ghost face was able to control the real ghost face body of the Netherworld Sect to enter here, but it took the ghost face body.

The demon source body that Mo Jiuyou absorbed the demonic energy with a wisp of demonic soul was only why the body as flesh-like as a body is now alive.

The careful person found that during the conversation between the two, Mo Jiuyou was surrounded by demonic energy and his body was recovering.

"I thought Mo Jiuyou, you were the demon soul who came out of this demon ridge, and I didn't expect you to be there!" Shui Han said coldly, looking at the ghost face with his eyes.

"Hehe, isn't this thanks to your Sword Sect? If your Sword Sect had not taken away the Ahuang Divine Sword that sealed our demon souls, we would have lost the devil spirits, but how could the demon soul have the chance to take it out?

Demon-Sealing Ridge? Haha, today the God-killing Sword is in hand, and I will recover to the strength of the demon in the future. Let me see how I use the Demon-Divine Sword in my hand to refine my blood with the billions of essence and blood from your Xuanyuan Continent!"

The ghost face laughed wildly, and his body shook the forest. No matter who it was, his expression was solemn above him.

A demon cultivator like the Netherworld Sect didn’t expect that there was a real demon inside him!

A demon, a god and a demon. Although the demon soul has only recovered to the level equivalent to a golden elixir cultivator, the demon soul and the demon soul cannot be killed by people in this world.

This is also the reason why the many demons were sealed and the Emperor's Divine Sword and the Demon-Sealing Holy Artifact were left behind!

Thorn...

Lei Meng moved his middle finger away from his forehead, and a large dark golden thunder jumped in his hand.

When Yi Qiu saw this, his expression changed drastically.

Ghost face cried out: "Is this?"

Mo Jiuyou said coldly: "I didn't expect that I could actually see a trace of thunder power containing rules in this world. Humph, ghost face, this thunder can kill your demon soul, and you can't merge with me quickly, so what else can you do.

hour!"

After speaking, Mo Jiuyou exploded with a puff, and then a faint demon shadow appeared and rushed towards the ghost face.

"Hmph, it's okay for Gui to be the master of the demon soul. If you want to dominate the complete fusion of Gui, you can't imagine it!"

With a cold voice from the ghost face, a sword slashed at the faint demon shadow of Mo Jiuyou.

laugh……

At the same time, the Jinghong Sword flashed, and a sword light suddenly appeared like thunder, slashing towards the ghost face.

roar……

Among the surging flames, the fire unicorn rushed towards the ghost faces with the scorching flames.

Thunder bounced with a fierce bounce, and the dark golden thunder sank into the Thunder God Axe. With a thunderbolt, the dark golden thunder dragon headed towards the two men on the ghost face.

Hissing, boom...

The attacks were under Shui Han's Jinghong's sword and they all took action.

Now it is no longer a battle for the Sword of Killing God, but a Demonic Demon!

If these two demons were allowed to leave, it would be a catastrophe in Xuanyuan Continent at the moment.

Yi Qiujiao's body shook, his figure flashed, turned into a human form, and then staggered, holding the thunder python wrapped in dark gold thunder everywhere.

When I saw Mr. Peng attacking the Nascent Soul Realm, he used the Transformation Dragon, which could only be used by the fourth change of Dragon Four. Now that his true energy is exhausted, it has not been supported for long after it is used. It seems that he and Peng were the first to be used.

There is still a distance left.

Yes, how long has it been since I practiced as the fourth change of Long Si? It was said that Mr. Peng had such power only after he practiced as the fourth change of Long Si for five hundred years.
Chapter completed!