All over the city of Dengtian, a group of demon cultivators moved slowly towards Dengtian Sect.

Most of them did not participate in the previous plan to divide the Dengtian Sect, but were invited to hunt down the Huanshi Alliance when the news of the Huanshi Alliance appeared.

There are good things that are not called, and there are frames that are about to be beaten and pulled up. No wonder these demon cultivators are slow to get up.

It is true that the demon cultivator is sad and resentful to the Huanshi Alliance, but not every demon cultivator wants to take revenge.

Now the demon cultivators who surrounded Yu Cheng Mo and dared to fight for their lives were all close relatives and friends who died under the Huanshi Alliance, and they were revenge on the people of the Huanshi Alliance with resentment.

And these people who are slow to go, naturally they are not so motivated.

But they had to come.

Under the suppression of Huanshi Alliance, the living space of magic cultivators is getting smaller and smaller, and the difficulty of survival is getting bigger and bigger. They must begin to get used to hudding together to keep warm and the interests of the group.

Killing Huanshi Alliance members has no practical significance for any demon cultivator, but only the risk of revenge and death. However, it is related to the overall interests of the demon cultivator in Yinzhou. After receiving the invitation for collective reasons, the demon cultivators nearby have to come.

To put it bluntly, if the demon cultivator does not come, he will be kicked out of this group. If he does not come, he will be targeted immediately.

"What is that?" someone suddenly exclaimed.

A series of silver-white spiritual blades burst out with the position of the Dingtian Sect as the center and flew towards the surroundings.

Some people choose to dodge, while others are either entrusted or are not good at dodging. The protective shield that is supported is defending against the flying blade that collides with them.

Zhen Fengliu, who was chasing several demon cultivators, stopped, looked back and muttered in a low voice: "What a bad wind god dance." After all, if he was here, even if the scope of the magic was spread to the limit, there would be no such gap that could allow the demon cultivator to dodge.

"But he is really worthy of being a Taoist who kills evil spirits." Zhen Fengliu exclaimed again.

The demon cultivator who chose to avoid watched the demon cultivator who chose to defend, without exception, was penetrated by the white spiritual blade, cut off his body, and then died. It was just a small wind blade that did not seem to contain much spiritual energy, and it just killed one demon cultivator after another unreasonable kill.

"Run!" Someone shouted, and all the demon cultivators turned the direction one hundred and eighty degrees, took it out, which was completely different from the speed of escape when they came, and flew directly outside the city of Dengtian.

Yu Cheng Mo's Feng Shen Luwu received the restriction of his spiritual consciousness and could only barely control it within a range slightly smaller than the maximum spiritual consciousness range. The demon cultivators quickly ran out of Yu Cheng Mo's attack range.

In the Chongtian Sect, dozens of demon cultivators Liu Jinhu, who had originally surrounded Yu Cheng Mo, met Yu Cheng Mo with all his might to launch the Wind God Dance at close range. He had no chance to survive. He had already turned into corpses all over the ground, and the thick white spiritual energy floating in the air.

Outside the Clan of the Heaven. "Will you let you run away?" Zhen Fengliu grinned and stomped her feet hard: "Let you see the real Feng Shen dance again!"

White lights - because the Wind God Blade was too fast, only white lights could be seen appearing from his side. The arc-shaped trajectory cut into the outline of Dengtian City, turning into a white barrier to harness the entire Dengtian City.

It is completely different from Yu Chengmo's shape. The Wind God Blade released by Zhen Fengliu is so fast that when the demon cultivators face the white barrier, they can only see in an instant that the same Wind Blade formed the barrier that had just shot many of their companions.

The demon cultivator, who was not aware of the difference between Zhen Fengliu and Zhuxie Taoist, was panicked and did not have the courage to break through this barrier.

But it doesn't matter if this barrier does not exist.

After confirming that Bu Xianxian was fine, Yu Chengmo waved and a large amount of evil-killing spirits filled with the air immediately flowed back into his body.

Yu Chengmo's aura continued to soar. After the spiritual energy was recovered, his cultivation level had passed through the Nascent Soul and reached the late stage of distraction.

"Rulu..." The sound of iron chains came.

The white spiritual energy is woven into chains, woven and intertwined, and is densely nailed outside the city of Dengtian, forming a cage covered by the wind god's chaotic dance.

Yu Chengmo stood upright in the void, standing above the Dengtian Sect, and was also the center of Dengtian City.

"Damn, what is that!" Zhen Fengliu suddenly exclaimed.

What is the aura of this powerful god-turning spirit that soars into the sky? What about the early stage of the golden elixir that was agreed upon?

Yu Chengmo had a single palm facing the sky, and a giant white sword soared into the sky, turning into countless ordinary-sized spiritual swords and flew down, covering the entire city of Dengtian.

The City of Heaven instantly turned into a hell on earth, targeting the demon cultivator.

The dense sword rain is absolutely unavoidable, and it is everywhere. Whether hiding in the house or hiding underground, it cannot avoid the baptism of this sword rain.

"What the hell? The chariots and talismans are different from the description!" Zhen Fengliu looked at this scene with some fear, and even had no time to think about the fact that he had lost the bet.

This is a move created by Yu Chengmo after he experienced the tribulation on Nanyuan Mountain and made some progress in using spiritual energy. If named, it should be called Huanshi Xichen.

Like blocking the world, Huanshi Huanchen is essentially a way of using spiritual energy rather than a molded spell. It can be recycled at any time. This is of great significance to Yu Cheng Mo who cannot rely on practicing to return to the blue sky.

In the three breaths, from blocking the world to washing the dust in the world, there were no demon cultivators in the city of Heaven.

After reclaiming all the evil spirit energy, the moves and the killing demon cultivators transformed, Yu Chengmo's cultivation began to improve again, breaking through the barrier of the great realm and reaching the early stage of fusion.

Yu Chengmo slowly landed in front of Zhen Fengliu.

Zhen Fengliu, who took back the wind god dance, was shocked and felt a little afraid from the bottom of her heart.

The scene of the magic cultivator who had the three breaths was vivid in my mind. In Zhen Fengliu's eyes, this boy who was younger than him was now a killing star, for fear that he would kill Zhen Fengliu himself.

"You lost, the left guardian." Yu Chengmo just said.

Zhen Fengliu breathed a sigh of relief, complaining about cheating, and saluted in a regular manner: "The left guardian Zhen Fengliu has seen the throne of the Taoist Zhuxie."
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