The End of the Emperor's Industry

The God of Exorcising Evil came into contact with the body of the demon, and those little demons with low morals and unresponsiveness, in just a moment, dissipated the blue-black demonic energy, turned into dust and flew away.

And when that Mo Bai waved the shadow in his hand and wanted to slash at the wolf demon, but the wolf demon only resisted a blow with the steel hammer in his hand, and was already knocked back a few steps by Mo Bai's surging silver-white sword energy.Xu Shi knew that he was invincible, so Mo Bai hurriedly turned into a wisp of black smoke and fled away in a panic while panting.

Seeing this, Mo Bai naturally chased after him.

In the hand, the exquisitely crafted "Jingxiang Instrument", the faucet is turned, and the golden glow is coiled like silk.Relying on him, Mo Bai searched for the phantom of the wolf demon in the huge dense forest against groups of demons.

After a long time, living up to his expectations, he finally saw the hidden figure of the wolf demon in a tall and tall sycamore tree in front of him.He calmly picked up the jade flute at his waist, and put it to his lips. The song "Mo Fu Dao" was clear and magnificent, with a silver-white rhythm like a thin snake, faint in the sky, floating and lingering.

A shrill roar, excruciatingly painful, fluttered out from the trunk of the phoenix tree.

"You little Taoist priest! I, the black wolf, fell into your hands today, but if I am lucky enough to survive, I will never let you go! Ah!" The black wolf demon was entrenched in the tree trunk. , howled in pain.

"Hmph..." Mo Bai smiled coldly: "You are planted in my hands. It is your fate and cannot be changed. He said proudly: "It's better to follow me and let go of this hostility, so that you can practice well stop......"

After finishing speaking, Mo Bai was about to take out the Chengying Sword from the scabbard on his back, and walked towards the parasol tree. He raised his sleeves and waved the sword, the silver-white sword was swaying, and he was about to beat the black wolf monster back to its original form. Putting it into the dharma bag, a purple shadow mixed with boundless evil spirit stayed in front of him, and Mo Bai suddenly felt hot and cold.

After calming down his messy thoughts, Mo Bai fixed his eyes on the person in front of him.

I saw his silver hair hanging down his shoulders and scattered in the wind. He was wearing a purple helmet with thousands of toads embroidered on it.

This person's face, under the confused moonlight, looked faintly, but the outline was still delicate.On the right side, for unknown reasons, he was wearing a deep purple carved mask, and the exposed half of his face was pale.Half of the red lips, which were as bright as blood, and half of the ghostly red eyes, under this desolate night, they were all coquettish.And his whole body was filled with a dark purple light, which didn't disperse.

"Who are you?!" Mo Bai raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the person in front of him vigilantly.

"What a brave little Taoist..." He glanced at him, and curled his lips coldly. "This Canglong Mountain is the boundary of my "Ice and Fire". With your level of cultivation, how dare you trespass?" He avoided his sword, ran straight in front of him without hesitation, and stretched out his hand to grab it. Holding his front, narrowing his eyes, he said: "Is your life so worthless...?"

"My life is naturally valuable, but now it seems that it is you who should be worried now..." Mo Bai said calmly, gazing at the face of Binghuo Wuji, with a calm tone and no fear.

Binghuo Wuji lowered his head and looked around. It turned out that the Chengying sword in Mo Bai's hand, which was cut like iron, had arrived at the back of his neck at some point, as if, as long as he resisted, it would become Mo Bai's sword Like a ghost.

"You held me hostage...?" He frowned, his tone somewhat annoyed.