Xiuxian is like this

The ink blood old devil opened his mouth lightly, swept the audience coldly, and swallowed the four blood drops one by one.

Every time they swallowed one, they heard heart-piercing cries in their ears. After four times, they all clapped their hands and applauded: "The old fairy avenged his disciples and was righteous. I can listen to Dafa under the old fairy throne."

"Good death, these four evil spirits deserve to be killed!"

"Good death!"

"If it hadn't been for the old fairy to do it, I would have just..."

The tragic death of the four young birds set a good example for everyone. Everyone calmed down and nodded to express that the proposal of the old devil Moxue was very interesting.

As extremists in the demonic cultivator, or scum in the demonic cultivator, their cultivation methods need the sacrifice of mortals. The more sacrifices, the stronger the skill.

On Qi Yan's side, all of them are predestined people on the most wanted list, and they are restrained everywhere in committing crimes. They came to Wu Zhou collectively...

And no matter how they die in the future, if they don't nod now, Old Mo Xue will let them die.

A group of people patted their chests to promise, the old Moxue saw it in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and continued: "Everyone, don't worry, I treat people with sincerity, and I really don't mean to force you. I promise you here today, and I will return to you after the victory. Qi Yan, not only will the old debt be written off, but at the Xiantian Mansion, you can also rely on your meritorious service to find a job."

"Is this true?"

"How can there be a fake?"

"Well, I'll trust the old fairy once..."

A strong bald man gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "Please also ask the old fairy to send me out of the three western states. I'm average and I don't have any big ambitions. I heard that Ningzhou in Wuzhou is a treasured place of geomantic omen, so I will go there to have a good time." time."

Ningzhou.

As a cultivator in the Void Refining Realm, if you go to Ningzhou, wouldn't it mean that the tiger returns to the mountain and the dragon enters the sea, and you can do whatever you want?

The demons and ghosts were all startled when they heard the words, and secretly thought that they were bald and unruly, so they directly picked a good place.

"Old fairy, I'm going to Linzhou."

"The three of us are going to Yizhou."

"And I……"

Everyone actively saved their lives, and they all did their homework before they came, and they went to the states several times, never mentioning the capital, or high-level maps like Yuezhou.

"Okay, okay, since you all have ideas, I will definitely not neglect you, so let's go." The ink blood old devil laughed, raised his hand and waved his sleeve robe, the Taoist temple turned into a flying magic weapon, and slowly flew into the air And rise.

At this moment, the black clouds pressed down, the scorching sun hid the black sky, some stars lit up, and a full moon filled the sky.

The world suddenly changed.

"Hey, who cast Small World?"

The black blood old devil is angry and funny, a small world in the Void Refining Realm, which can be broken with a wave of his hand, actually blocks his way, really tired of it.

He looked along the induction, and found a strange face among the demons and ghosts.

Plain and unremarkable, with no special features, he looked quite friendly with the famous fierce Raksha in his arms.

The Moxue old devil didn't know Lu Bei, and he was even less familiar with his changed appearance. He thought he was the concubine the witch met, and frowned in displeasure.

At this time, the demon girl also realized that something was wrong, she smiled mischievously, pushed away Lu Bei's hooked shoulders, and dispersed with the surrounding crowd.

Now that things have come to this point, Lu Bei doesn't play any demons and heretics anymore, it's really tiring, and it seriously doesn't match his poor way of acting as a positive character, and he almost didn't catch it.

He waved his hand and took out the Black Demon Knife, pointing at Moxue Moxue from a distance: "Wu Zhou Xuan Yin is here, you are waiting to gather a crowd to make trouble and disturb the people with noise, follow me!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie-"

The hall roared with laughter, the bald man who signed up for Ningzhou strode out, and slapped his diamond-like chest with a big palm: "Boy, you are brave, and the knife in your hand is also good. Come on, chop this way, it can break the knife." Pi, grandpa considers you a..."

Swish! !

The blade cut across, and the tower-like body split into two.

Also divided into two halves, there is also the soul of the Void Refining Realm that can be injured but not killed.

The blood splattered and landed on Lu Bei's skirt. He glanced at it lightly, and snorted coldly: "You are nothing if you can splash blood all over my body. Who is next?"

Chapter 4 and four are terrible chapter names

The corpse rolled down, and the primordial spirit was shattered.

died?

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the demons and monsters looked stiff, as if a big hand was stuck in their throats, and the laughter surged up in their stomachs, but they couldn't get it out.

The ones on the road are the most loyal, and a group of monsters are staring fiercely at Lu Bei... the black magic knife in his hand.

The number of physical training paths that the bald head walks, in terms of cultivation base, there are not a few who can overwhelm him in the field, but when it comes to melee combat, there are not many who dare to beat him in the field.

Being beheaded so easily, even Yuanshen didn't escape...

Out of caution, the monsters looked at Lu Bei for a while.

There's nothing wrong with it. In the early stage of Void Refining Realm, there's nothing special about it. It's all thanks to a precious sword that can kill the soul with a bald head and a fleshy body.

Speaking of the Black Demon Knife, Lu Bei was speechless for a while.

In terms of grade, this sword is on a par with the Xuanzhu Bow, an artifact of Xiongchu. In terms of popularity, it comes from a Moxiu Mountain Gate in the Far West. Mo Buxiu also specially left a book to explain, no matter how you look at it, it is a good treasure.

But this is not the case.

There is nothing special about this knife except that it is a little hard.

The Xuanzhu Bow is also one of the majestic and majestic three artifacts. Its power is mediocre, and its feel is mediocre, far worse than the Nine Swords.

It's really hard to live up to the reputation, and the magical weapons are often boastful, that's all Lu Bei can think of.

"Good knife!"

The ink blood old devil nodded in praise, changed the topic, and said coldly: "Kill him, chop him into a meat paste."

"Jie jie jie--" xN

A group of monsters laughed loudly, or manifested their monster bodies, or controlled magic weapons, the monster cloud mixed with the magic energy, covering the sky and covering the sun with darkness, roaring and pressing out together.

Lu Bei touched the ground with his toes, and retreated a thousand meters, watching the demons and monsters coming hand in hand, his arms trembled, and the magic knife in his palm trembled like a dragon.

buzzing-

The white light burst out, covering up all the light in the small world for a while.

Kilometers away, the monsters in the field are close at hand, the distance of waving hands, the head-on white light soars, and the strange birds flapping their wings in the front row subconsciously close their eyes.

A second ago, two lines of blood and tears flowed down;

In the next second, the white wall covered his face like a substance, and his body crumbled and disappeared bit by bit on the way back.

The light falls, there is no sound, and the murderous intent remains undiminished.

The monsters opened their eyes and stared blankly at the front. There should be many acquaintances there, but now, there is nothing.

With a sweep of the knife, most of the magic cultivator camp evaporated, and there were no demons below the Void Refining Realm to survive.

Lu Bei's arms trembled slightly, and the Black Demon Saber was erected horizontally by his side, his chest heaved violently, only his indifferent face remained silent.

He was lying, pretending that he could fight another three hundred rounds!

The demons kept Lu Bei's trembling arms under their eyes, and the panic that was pressing on their hearts disappeared. The rain stopped, the sky cleared up, and they felt that they were doing well again.

However, after all, they are talents on the road, and they don't want to die under Lu Bei's counterattack, so although there are many sneers, none of them really stand up.

The black-blooded old devil has no glory on his face. As the leading brother, it is impossible to end in person. The fusion period is perfect, and he is only one step away from entering the tribulation period. He is not interested in attacking a small monk in the Void Refining Realm. He snorted and looked at Scythe:

"Go and kill him."

The long scythe was ordered to go out, with both arms raised high, the boundless darkness suddenly opened up, and the momentum of swallowing was unstoppable.

But in the next second, a hole was torn open in the indestructible dark cloth, and the black magic knife was glistening with autumn water, coated with a scorching white halo, and slashed straight at the top of the scythe with cold killing intent.

The moment the blade slid down, the body of the long scythe split into two, like a clone, but not a clone, avoiding a fatal blow at the critical moment.

Lu Bei let out a light snort, wondering what kind of magic skill the other side was cultivating, the split body and the breath of the main body were almost the same, and it was even better than his three thousand bodies.

"Isn't that the ink blood Dafa?"

"Where did Long Scythe learn the unique skill of the black blood old devil? Could it be that they are...that kind of relationship?"

"It's no wonder Long Scythe is obedient to Moxue Laomo, and they are in a master-student relationship, so leave us acting..."

The monsters whispered BB, their voices were a bit loud, which made the old Mo Xue's face very dull.He glared at the long sickle viciously. He was training in the Void Realm during the fusion period, but was forced out of his hole by his opponent, and his cultivation reached the level of a dog?

The long scythe secretly groaned, and it was supposed to be a crushing situation during the fusion period, but it was only after facing Lu Bei that the virtual refinement realm was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.The sword intent is not like the sword intent, and the sword is not like the sword. The whole body is weird, and it is an extremely hard bone.

Regardless of the gloomy face of the ink blood old devil, the long sickle made a decisive decision and let out a long roar.

Frost swept across, flames swept across the ground, black smoke soared into the sky, and monster clouds rolled in...

Surrounded by the nine monsters who arrived at Wuzhou with the long sickle, together with the long sickle, there were a total of ten monks, and Wu Laoxie, who was at the bottom, also had an initial cultivation of the Void Refining Realm.

He can still hit ten!

Looking at the encirclement surrounded by strong soldiers and horses, Chang Lian made up his mind, no matter the level or the number of people, his own side will crush the opponent, ten to one, the advantage lies in him.

This is steady.

The ink blood old devil's face was so gloomy that it was scary, and he even called for a helper during the fusion period.

I was mistaken, I used to praise Zhang Lian for his thoughtfulness and calmness, he is a good apprentice who can inherit the mantle, but he is a coward if he doesn't think so.

The ink blood old devil planned to settle accounts after the fall, but Lu Bei didn't intend to give him a chance to teach his apprentice a lesson, so he went straight to kill Wu Laoxie with a long knife in his hand.

It's not about picking the weak ones first, but passing through several villages in a row, and seeing the miserable situation in the insect nest, this person has been listed on his must-kill list.

A white light hit his face, and the evil spirit of Sha Xing approached with a knife.

Like Long Scythe, Wu Laoxie, who was facing Lu Bei directly, was worried. Even if his side had the superiority in numbers, it couldn't bring much warmth to his gradually icy heart.

The increasing pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, and Yuanshen couldn't help but let out a whine.

Bang! ! !

The skin exploded, and a hundred-meter-long thousand-legged centipede crawled across the clouds, spitting out flames in its bloody mouth, and a red bead spun and charged, hitting Lu Bei straight away.

On the left and right sides, there are flying lights waving ice knives and raining arrows, and there is a miasma of a witch manifesting the body of a big demon. The road ahead is blocked, and the only way to retreat is to retreat.

Instead of retreating, Lu Bei advanced, and pointed at Wu Laoxie with Cheng Jian.

Five-color beams of light shot up into the sky, Yinglong phantom roared in the sky, and four elephants guarded the north, south, east and west.

The four palaces are combined in the center, and the violent coercion descends on the small world in an instant, filling thousands of corners, and suppressing ten demons can't move.

The four spirits of the sky lead down 28 stars, and the five elements and five phenomena walk in five colors of brilliance. In the small world, the gods are full of light, stirring up the mountains and rivers, and venting their boundless power.

Face to face, the thousand-legged centipede exploded with cracks all over its body. Before the green juice splashed out, it was covered with five brilliance. Under the indiscriminate bombardment, the body was smashed to pieces without leaving a single fragment.

The same is true for the primordial spirit, which was burned to death under the light.

"Not good, this kid is weird, you wait and retreat quickly."

In the small world, there are the four spirits of the sky above, and the five elements and five phenomena below. On the edge of the broken crack, black and white fish can be faintly seen.

The terrifying scene made the old Moxue gasp. Although he didn't know where Lu Bei was sacred, he also knew that this person practiced the mysterious Wushuang and could refine the body of the Void and cut off the Ochi Fusion stage. The long sickle might not be his opponent.

Good idea, but too late.

The white horse training announced the end, the blade swept across, and the bright white light broke through the void in an instant.

Like a volcano that has accumulated for countless years, it erupts in an instant, and the white light that melts everything is everywhere.

At this moment, the strongest long scythes in the battle formation were all in a trance, the sky and the earth were white, and everything they saw and heard was nothingness.

The rest of the people were even more unbearable. The Immortal Sword Intent slashed both tangible and intangible, and their tyrannical posture made them powerless to resist, and they couldn't even think of resisting.Before the whistling of the white light, the primordial spirit touched the sword intent with vision, and died before the physical body.

There was no life left, and the space in this small world was beheaded with one blow!

"Okay, good sword intent."

The black-blooded old devil narrowed his dark eyes, scarlet was hidden between the two gaps, he stared at Lu Bei and said, "You said you came from Wuzhou Xuanyin Division, but I think you are the sword cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect, right? "

"So what?"

Lu Bei sneered, put away the black magic knife, and replaced it with Zhan Lexian's elder saber.

"Junior, open your eyes and see clearly. Although it is Qi Yan who is doing business with me, it also has the meaning of your elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Now go back and receive the punishment. I will say a few words for you, maybe I can save your life."

The old Moxue demon uttered angrily. If he hadn't been afraid of the Heavenly Sword Sect's great ability to cross the tribulation period, he would have cramped Lu Bei and skinned him, imprisoning his soul and burning it in the scorching sun every day.

Lu Bei was silent when he heard the words, and when he was following Wu Laoxie and Fei Mang, he saw that the Dianguang Dawang ignored the monsters, so he guessed that the gathering of monsters here had something to do with the Heavenly Sword Sect.