Monster, get out of my dream

In the hall, the demons in blood-red clothes belonged to the first prince of the demons, and the demons in green clothes belonged to the third prince of the demons.

The clothes worn by the First Prince and the Third Prince were all embroidered with serpentine patterns.

Xi Ye glanced at the first demon prince and the third demon prince who had already fought together, and he thought for a while.

It seems that the princes of the demon clan are fighting among themselves... If they join forces with the fourth prince of the demon clan, they should be able to take those two swords... the cold sword, the demon-slaying sword...they are peerless swords... If you can get it...

But at that time, we must also guard against the black hands behind the fourth prince of the demon clan...

Wu Qingyi glanced at the senior brother who was contemplating, as if saying that as long as the senior brother wants that sword, he will put down his hatred for the demon clan, and temporarily join forces with the fourth prince of the demon clan to seize the peerless sword.

Xi Ye finally turned her head to meet Wu Qingyi's eyes, and then nodded slightly.

When Mo Si saw Xi Ye's movements, he smiled and looked at Wu Qingyi, with some teasing in his eyes: "Okay, now we are united, then, this... little fairy, you can let go of my grip." Wrist? If you keep pulling him like this, it will make people misunderstand..."

Wu Qingyi's cold face froze, his eyes moved down, and he saw that he had been holding Mo Si's hand, he immediately let go of Mo Si's hand in disgust, took out a white towel from his pocket and wiped it fiercely Wiped his hands.

Mo Si looked at Wu Qingyi's actions, his smile became a little cold, does he dislike me... This guy is the first one who can't be seduced by my beauty and smile...

"boom!"

There was another loud noise in the hall, which attracted the attention of the three guys hiding behind the boulder.

The eldest prince of the Demon Race was half-bent, with his hands resting on the ground, his blood-red vertical pupils were full of murderous intent, and a trace of red and purple blood was left on the corner of his lips.

The third demon prince in a green shirt had his legs shoulder-width apart, his hands were claw-like, and a pair of blue vertical pupils stared coldly at the demon prince, but his left eye was dripping with blue blood. .

"Brother Emperor, leave these two swords to me for safekeeping, hahaha!" The third prince of the demon clan sneered and shot at the elder prince of the demon clan again.

"Don't even think about it!" The eldest prince of the demon race roared and rushed towards the third prince of the demon race.

All of their subordinates were injured and fell to the ground, only the two of them were able to stand still and prepare for the final attack.

Wu Qingyi and the three hiding behind the boulder were waiting for this opportunity. When the eldest prince of the demon race and the third prince of the demon race fought to the end of the β Fang Huo Ri Gong Shui Lin display area, the three of them jumped out of the boulder. Afterwards, he jumped towards the eldest prince and the third prince of the demon clan.

Mo Si's movements were not too fast, he followed behind Xi Ye, the moment he jumped out, he changed direction and ran straight towards the two floating swords.

After Xi Ye felt Mo Si's movement, he cursed in his heart, knowing that this guy would not act according to the plan he just said just to subdue the demon prince first and then take the sword... Now he can't catch up with that guy... Xiao Qing , then it's up to you.

Mo Si looked at the two peerless swords that were very close to him in front of him, and his heart burst into excitement. The two peerless swords belonged to me... Thinking that Mo Si stretched out his hands to grab those two peerless swords .

Seeing that he could get the cold sword with his right hand, Mo Si felt a gust of wind hit his right arm behind him. He had to retract his right hand, and with a forceful left hand, he held the blood sword and pulled it out of the seal .

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wu Qingyi holding warm ice in his right hand, and pulling out the cold sword from the seal with his left hand.

Heh, I thought I was the only one who didn't follow the plan... It turns out that this kid didn't want to follow it either... Mo Si squinted at the paralyzed Wu Qingyi opposite with the bloody sword in his hand.

As soon as Wu Qingyi took the cold sword in his hand, he felt a burst of cold air entering his body from his left hand. Before he had time to use his kung fu to resist, he felt the warm ice sword in his right hand exuding warmth, driving away the cold.

What's going on... Wu Qingyi looked at the swords in his hands, and then he only felt a light in his hands, and the two swords turned into streamers and entered his dantian.

Frowning, Wu Qingyi immediately looked inside his dantian, and he saw a sword exuding a light blue sword light floating in his dantian, with the word "cold" written on the sword...

The Frost Sword... What about the Warm Ice Sword... Has it been assimilated by the Frost Sword?But isn't the Frost Sword incapable of being an immortal artifact... and I don't want the Frost Sword, it's what my senior brother wants...Wu Qingyi, who was already in a daze, didn't have any cold expression on the surface He and Mo Si looked at each other.

Mo Si saw that Wu Qingyi was able to receive the cold sword into his body, he quickly recalled Wu Qingyi's actions just now, and then summoned his own natal magic weapon, like Wu Qingyi, with his right hand Take the natal magic weapon, hold the blood sword in the left hand, and directly put the blood sword into the body.

He also looked inside his dantian, and the smile on the corner of Mo Si's lips unfolded. Although he didn't know what was going on, the Xuelin Sword seemed to have become his natal magic weapon...

Looking up at Wu Qingyi with a cold face, Mo Si stretched out his right hand and summoned the Bleeding Sword. Feeling the strong evil spirit on the Bloody Sword, he squinted his eyes, should he kill that kid? Take it too...

The duel between the eldest prince of the demon race and the third prince has ended here. After spouting a mouthful of blue blood, the third prince closed his eyes and lay unconscious on the ground, with only a slight heaving of his chest.

The eldest prince wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and just as he turned his head, he saw Mo Si's movement of holding the blood sword. He turned around and was about to rush in the direction of Mo Si, but felt a sudden chill in his heart.

"Sorry, I can't let you go."

The eldest prince lowered his head slowly, and saw a sword with pale golden sword aura stabbed him to the point of chills.

"You..." The eldest prince raised his head slowly again, turned his head to see who killed him, but failed, and lost consciousness directly.

Xi Ye looked at the corpse of the eldest prince of the demon clan, there was no usual gentle smile on his face, but a kind of desolation and sadness.

The younger brother is also over there, and he must not let the eldest prince of the demon clan pass by. Xi Ye, who drew out his sword, looked up at Mo Si and Wu Qingyi who were confronting each other, and was about to step up to help Wu Qingyi, when he felt The coercion pushed him almost to his knees on the ground.

There was a strong killing intent in that coercion, Xi Ye couldn't resist it at all, his face suddenly turned pale.

Wu Qingyi and Mo Si, who were still confronting each other here, also felt this coercion, Mo Si was in a bad mood, and when he turned his head, he saw that his elder brother had lost his breath and fell to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Si yelled trouble in his heart, this elder brother is the candidate for the next Demon Emperor identified by his father, and he planted a magic star on his body, as long as the elder brother is seriously injured to the point of death, father The emperor can sense it, and then rush to rescue...

Now that Xi Ye killed the eldest prince of the Demon Race with a sword, the Demon Emperor sensed it and came to release his anger...

After Wu Qingyi felt this aura, the cold sword in her body moved slightly, and then emitted bursts of cold air that Wu Qingyi could bear.

The guy who came here is very powerful... the one who can make the cold sword move... probably only the emperor of the demon clan...

The Demon Emperor... The guy who ordered the slaughter of my Wu family... I, Wu Qingyi, will kill you even if I use any means, to avenge my family and Brother Si'er!

Wu Qingyi clenched her hand slightly without a trace.