Zhuo Yanzong actually walked forward, stretched out his trembling hand, gently stroked the skin of the giant orb, and saw that the veins on it were still beating, and the cold and warm hands were alternating.

Mo Pinglang shouted: "Senior Brother Zhuo is back quickly, don't get close to that thing!"

However, Zhuo Yanzong seemed to be possessed by a demon, with the magical radiance of the giant dome surface in his eyes, and he smiled greedily: "This is a good thing. If you bring this back to Qixia Mountain for alchemy, you will definitely be able to refine it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a tragic howl and curled up, sucked into the indigo dome. Then the dome began to shake, but in just a moment, it stopped.

Looking at this strange scene, Mo Pinglang was shocked and scared, and retreated repeatedly. Suddenly, a bloody ball of flesh was thrown out of the hole and happened to fall at his feet.

Don’t look at the railing and look closely and find that the meat ball is the wreckage of his senior brother Zhuo Yanzong after he was pinched into a ball!

He suddenly lost his soul and turned around and ran away instinctively!

Qingqiuli had already pulled Zhou Shaobai around there, and Zhou Shaobai asked loudly: "Why do you want to escape?"

"That giant dome is the magic cocoon I mentioned! The magic cocoon is broken, and once the old demon comes out, we will be doomed!" Qingqiuli answered briefly, but ran without looking back.

Suddenly, a person flew forward with a scream and screaming. It was Mo Ping’s railing!

The two were shocked, and Zhou Shaobai shouted, "Why can he fly too?"

However, Mo Ping's railing screamed, and the stone fell down like a stone, hitting heavily on the ground, without any more noise.

Qingqiuli was sweating coldly, glanced back, and suddenly looked extremely solemn, and said, "Young Master Zhou..."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Shaobai was puzzled. The old devil behind him was chasing him. What else should I say at this critical moment?

"...I'm sorry, I lied to you again!" Qingqiuli sighed, a hint of apology flashed through his eyes.

Zhou Shaobai was stunned. Before he could understand, suddenly Qingqiuli came out with his palms and slapped him hard!

Zhou Shaobai was stunned.

He was heavily influenced by two palms in his chest, his qi and meridians were shaking continuously, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but he could not feel any pain at all.

This force was extremely strong, and Zhou Shaobai couldn't help but fly backwards. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Qingqiuli in front of him in disbelief, flying rapidly into the cracks of the rocks and hiding in the darkness.

Zhou Shaobai wanted to smile bitterly, but he found that this was an extremely difficult thing.

Before he could think too much, he had already fallen heavily to the ground, and the old devil's roar was already close to his ears.

Without thinking too much, Zhou Shaobai gritted his teeth and stood up in one breath, holding the Frost Blade in his hand, and was fully alert.

Ten steps away from him, the devil stood and stood proudly.

Zhou Shaobai glanced at him, and the Ningshuang Blade trembled slightly. He had never seen such a powerful opponent.

It's not that the devil is so tall.

Zhou Shaobai had a medium figure, and the demon's head was at most half a head higher than him. He was strong, but he was not as tall as a tiger. But he stood proudly, with his hands behind his back, his jaw slightly raised, with a tense beard, and his cold eyes looked at him, as if nothing could catch his eyes between heaven and earth.

He has no spiritual energy.

This is the most terrifying thing. The more you leave no trace, the deeper it is. For example, the spiritual energy in the head of the body will hardly spread, and they will all introduce the qi and veins. Therefore, the spiritual energy he perceives is not as good as the host of any lineage. But if we talk about real skills, which lineage dares to say that he can surpass the head of the head?

Zhou Shaobai's legs trembled slightly.

Zhuo Yanzong and Mo Pinglan were both outstanding disciples of Qixia, and they were definitely not Yiyou. However, in front of this devil, they were only as weak as an ant, and had no power to fight back.

Looking at the arrogant look of the demon, Zhou Shaobai thought to himself: It seems that I will most likely die here today.

He felt sad in his heart and couldn't help but hold his heart tightly.

There was a pocket close to the body, and the handkerchief that Qin Ziling gave him.

He pressed the handkerchief tightly and prayed in his heart: If he could be lucky enough to win the favor of heaven this time and turn bad luck into good fortune, I will definitely go find Ziling and no longer separate from her.

The devil didn't say anything, just staring at him. Although his eyes were invisible, they were as heavy as a mountain.

Zhou Shaobai felt that he was under the pressure of this look, and even his breathing became heavy. He tried hard to erect his back and bit his tongue hard. A stream of blood surged out. The smell and pain made him shudder. His eyes finally became sharp and he looked straight at the devil.

The demon's eyes looked like a knife, but Zhou Shaobai, who had recovered from his sacredness, was not afraid at all and looked at him calmly.

After a long time, the devil suddenly spoke, "Boy, why don't you escape?"

Zhou Shaobai held the hilt tightly and replied sternly: "There will always be someone who has to leave behind the rear."

"Even if it was betrayed and abandoned by its companions?" The devil's mouth showed a contemptuous smile.

Zhou Shaobai was stunned and felt a faint pain in his chest.

He said slowly: "The fate is like this, why should you worry about it?"

"Fate number? Hehehe!" The devil sneered, even the ground trembled slightly, and suddenly said angrily, "Fate number is bullshit! My fate is my fate, I can't help it!"

Zhou Shaobai gritted his teeth and focused on guard.

The devil laughed wildly for a while before slowly stopping, and said coldly: "You are really as annoying as your master. Everything you say is just as bad as trash!"

Zhou Shaobai was stunned: Master? He has fought with my master?

Although he was full of doubts, Zhou Shaobai still said angrily: "Devil! Don't insult my master!"

The devil sneered: "So what? You have no ability to kill me again!"

He suddenly pointed at Zhou Shaobai and said sternly: "Go back and tell you the shitty master of my mother-in-law and mother. I have never forgotten the life-and-death battle agreement with him! Don't send anyone here to remind me!"

Zhou Shaobai became more and more confused and thought to himself: Master and him have a life-and-death battle agreement? Why have you never heard from Master?

The devil waved his hand and shouted, "Also, after the previous battle, the Frost Blade was destroyed by me, he actually gave you this incompetent thing? It's so ridiculous! You can search for this sword at the bottom of Bibo Lake in the early stage and tell you that after recasting this magic sword, you can fight again! Otherwise, don't come to see me!"

I see!

Zhou Shaobai suddenly realized that he had misunderstood the devil with the Frost Blade!

He was excited and hurriedly said, "Okay! I will report your words to my master intact. Just wait for the Frost Blade to be recast, and it will be the day of your decisive battle!"

The devil sneered, "It's so great, I'm waiting! Get out!"

Zhou Shaobai put away the frost blade and turned around to walk towards the cave. His heart was beating faster and faster. He wanted to get into the cave in one step, but he had to endure the excitement in his heart and move steadily.

This situation suddenly turned around like this, which was originally hopeless. Zhou Shaobai was more incredible than being excited.
Chapter completed!