There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

But this time it's Granny Zi's use, so she doesn't care.

It was the first time Xia Siqiu heard that Jian had such a strange temper, and he was surprised, but the fight between Granny Zi and Old Man Chixue had already begun.

The two Mahayana period, and they are also strong men in the Mahayana period, and they are holding extremely powerful weapons in their hands, so the fight is naturally huge.

Granny Zi didn't care at all that this was the gate of the Blood Refining Sect, she tried her best without mercy, and at the same time sneered triumphantly: "Those trash from the pseudo-celestial world destroyed my Tianyin faction, you pseudo-devil world anyway I am also the same as them, today I will use you, a blood refining sect, to vent my anger!"

After finishing speaking, a long whip formed by blue flames was thrown down suddenly.

Several times of contact, having seen the power of Qing Yan, how could the red blood old man dare to bear it, and quickly dodged sideways. The bottomless gully spread all the way to Granny Zi's feet.

Several people watching the battle couldn't help but gasp.

"I finally know why the ruins of the Tianyin Sect have become so horrible, and the destructive power of the Emotional Mahayana Period is so terrible." Xia Siqiu was speechless secretly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Mo Mingxin was silent for a while, and said: "No, although the Mahayana period can achieve this level, they can definitely control this kind of power to a very small range, the old woman... hiss, she did it on purpose! "

Ao Tian smiled wryly: "I haven't seen my mother lose such a temper for many years. The Tianyin faction was destroyed. She must have a lot of anger hidden in her heart."

"That old guy is going to be in trouble." Mo Mingxin said gloatingly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone heard the scream of the red blood old man: "Don't——!"

The purple granny looked indifferent, holding the thousand crystal sword, under her feet was the crimson fairy sword that had been broken, and the two wing-shaped sword pavilions had lost their luster. From a distance, they looked like two grilled chicken wings, red with black in the shape of Burnt brown lying quietly on the ground.

Grandma Zi stepped on the half-cut sword, full of domineering, said disdainfully: "Trash."

Qian Jingjian also uttered cheerful sword chants in coordination, seeming to agree with Granny Zi's statement very much.

The red blood old man's fairy sword was broken, and he himself felt as if he had been hit hard, so violently he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The weapon he spent his whole life crafting is so vulnerable... The backlash caused by the blood connection is far less serious than the blow in his heart at this moment.

However, Mo Mingxin was not surprised by this result.

Old Man Chixue may be siblings with Granny Zi, but his Immortal Sword is weaker than Qianjing Sword by more than a notch.Although that may be the closest immortal sword in the world to the level of a fairy weapon, it is still far from a real fairy weapon.

Mo Mingxin took advantage of this opportunity to fly out, ready to beat the dog in the water.

With a flying kick from the knight, he kicked the red-blooded old man to the ground, stepped on his chest with high heels, and didn't care that his long legs in stockings were seen by this old thing: "Say, where is the original member of the Blood Refining Sect? "

Xia Siqiu also rushed over, pulled Mo Mingxin's legs down in a dark way, and covered them with the hem of her skirt: "Senior sister, please be careful, don't be seen by others."

369

In the dark dungeon, it was humid and hot, like a huge steamer.The permeating blood has also become full of all kinds of rusty smells, which is disgusting.

In such a harsh environment, the loud sound of the long whip beating flesh and blood was echoing again and again, accompanied by a slight muffled groan, and a burst of rampant, self-satisfied laughter.

The red-blooded old man was hung in the air by strong chains, his upper body was bare, and his bones were bony. Two tool men were holding black and thick long whips, whipping him one after another, leaving scars on his dry body. There are bloodstains.

The pain made the red-blooded old man's body tremble continuously, his body was covered with beads of sweat, which slid down and mixed with the blood oozing from the wound, and finally dripped onto the dirty ground, merging with the sand and stones .

He has been tortured like this for an unknown amount of time, and a puddle of mud has formed under his feet, but he still keeps his mouth tightly shut and doesn't say a word.

Not far in front of him, the lazy Mo Mingxin yawned involuntarily: "Senior, it's been ten days, and you still refuse to cooperate obediently? Unlock the shackles of the bloody old monster, and I will spare you an old man!" Fate, everyone is in harmony, so we can get together and break up, and we will be friends again. You said that you are so stubborn, what good is it?"

"Bah! This old man has been stubborn all his life. Even if he died, fell into a blood furnace and was tortured by the poisonous fire, he would never beg for mercy from you little girl. If you are willing to beg this old man, this old man can still obey your wishes. Now... ...you are dreaming!"

"Your Mahayana period tempers are really stubborn." Mo Mingxin sighed helplessly, and waved his hand to signal Xia Siqiu, who was rubbing her shoulders behind her, to stop, stand up, and stop the movements of the tool men on both sides: "This is you That said, don't blame me."

She silently took out a purple-black long whip, which was entwined with an ominous purple energy-the Soul Corrosion Whip, even in the Tianyin School, it is also a top magic weapon, but because it is too vicious and shady, It hurts the weather, so it is rarely used.

This whip is specially aimed at the soul of the primordial spirit, which can make people feel great pain. No matter how high their cultivation level is, under the torture of the soul-eating whip, they will gradually lose their humanity, and eventually become a walking corpse like a puppet.

Granny Zi is the most powerful in the world, so she naturally disdains to use such a vicious magic weapon, so this thing fell into Mo Mingxin's hands and became her toy.

Mo Mingxin is also a measured person, she never plays with the soul-eating whip indiscriminately, she prefers to destroy other people's hearts through her own bad taste.But there is not much time now, playing with the red blood old man for ten days is almost the limit of her patience.

The soul eclipsing whip came out, and the gloomy wind gusted, and the stuffy dungeon seemed to have become much colder. Accompanied by the wind sound like howling from an evil ghost, Mo Mingxin swung the whip directly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah----!"

......

The main hall of the Blood Refining Sect was already half in ruins. The Patriarch Chixue sat on the seat of the suzerain, his expression was still not very good, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Master, head Ziyu, this time is really thanks to you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Granny Zi waved her hand indifferently.

Ao Tian said politely: "It's my mother and my junior sister who contributed. The Blazing Blood Sect Master doesn't need to thank me. Also, I have already planned to resign from the position of the Demon Sect Master. The Sect Master can just call me Ao Tian."

Blazing Blood Patriarch was startled, and hurriedly said: "How is this possible, Sect Master, you have come back after a long time, do you want to continue watching the dragons of the Demon Sect without a leader?"

The Demon Sect without a sect master has been in chaos for 600 years. All three sects wanted to elect a new sect master, but they couldn't find a suitable candidate. Now that Ao Tian came back, he said he would quit. How could the ancestor agree so easily.

In their generation, they all regarded the glory of the Demon Sect very seriously.In their eyes, Ao Tian is the best candidate to lead the Demon Sect.

But Ao Tian also made a plan early on. At the beginning, he abandoned the Demon Sect for his own personal interests, which directly led to the decline of the Demon Sect. Even if the masters of the three sects did not blame him, he did not intend to continue to be the master of this sect, so as not to fall. People tongue.Besides, losing the magic mirror of Jiuyou Town is a major dereliction of duty, and he has no face to continue to be the head of this sect.

"The suzerain doesn't need to say any more, I have made up my mind."

"Hmph, worthless boy." Granny Zi snorted coldly, and cast a glance at him, but didn't stop her.

After all, it's her own son, even if she feels dissatisfied, Granny Zi doesn't want to force her son to do something he doesn't want to do.

Seeing that Granny Zi didn't stop her, Patriarch Chixue's complexion became unsightly. He finally looked forward to Ao Tian's return, but unexpectedly...