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The evil wind is everywhere, and the dust and sand are all over the sky.

The once beautiful Juling Canyon has now become a slaughterhouse for the demons. They surrounded the few remaining cultivators and forced them to retreat into a big pit bombed by thunder.

The monster showed its sharp fangs, swallowed the body of a young cultivator almost in one gulp, hooked its huge barbed tongue lightly, and spit out a translucent golden pill.

There was another scream, and a sword cultivator of Luojianzong stared wide-eyed, his head was split in half obliquely like cutting tofu, and his brains spewed out.

The screams around him were endless, and the strong smell of blood rushed into his nose. Tan Huaifang's face became very stiff, and he got up from the ground in a panic. No one stopped him.

He walked tremblingly, his white clothes were stained with blood one by one, there were always chopped-up bodies on the ground, some were still breathing weakly, and some were beyond recognition.

The sound of puff, puff always rang in his ears, hot blood spattered on his nose, eyes, and mouth, he seemed to feel the blades of demons passing by, and the roar of monsters was close to his ears, but he never heard of it. Get really close to him.

Because there was a person following behind him all the time, that person had a faint smile on his mouth, but the aura around him was chilling all over.

Just now Xiao Lifeng gave an order, and all the demon generals who were ready to go started the long-awaited massacre instantly, and the scene suddenly became brutal and bloody, very chaotic. Qin Huaifang thought that the angry person just now also joined the massacre The team, but he didn't want him to follow him all the time.

"Brother..." Qin Huaifang finally found the aura that belonged to Shen Canglan, and he hurriedly squatted down.

At this time, Shen Canglan's breath was weak, and he was obviously tortured enough by the cluster of flames the size of a thumbnail. He was half lying on the ground, watching Tan Huaifang walking in a state of distress, his high hanging heart was about to fall, but it turned again. Instantly raised his throat.

Behind Qin Huaifang, a huge magic halberd as tall as a person stood up quietly, and the sharp blade emitted a cold purple light.

"Be careful—" Shen Canglan roared anxiously.

Unexpectedly, the magic halberd brushed against Tan Huaifang's ear in an instant, and with a puff, it pierced through Shen Canglan's chest——

Warm blood spurted out, and when it fell on Tan Huaifang's face, it hurt like hot oil.

"Brother——" Tan Huaifang roared, his eyes that had been colorless all year round were suddenly stained red.

Xiao Lifeng smiled silently, raised the magic halberd again, pointed it at Shen Canglan's neck, and slammed it down——

The bloody wind rose again, brushing against Tan Huaifang again and whizzing away, but this time, in the light of the calcium carbide fire, Qin Huaifang bent down to pick up a broken sword as if with the help of a god, and faced it as fast as lightning, directly blocking the momentum like a rainbow The magic halberd.

When the two weapons collided, dazzling sparks exploded immediately.

Xiao Lifeng curled his lips into a smile, as if he was in a very good mood, like a superior watching a bird imprisoned in a golden cage resist tenaciously. on the ground.

The mantis arm is the car.

Xiao Lifeng narrowed his eyes, abnormally enjoying the wonderful feeling of controlling everything at this moment.

However, the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Qin Huaifang actually held the blade of the magic halberd fiercely with both hands, so much that his arms trembled uncontrollably.

The magic halberd is a weapon that Xiao Lifeng demonized with the red lotus karmic fire. It is the only one in the world, and it is thousands of times stronger than the magic weapons refined by ordinary treasures of heaven, materials and earth.

But at this moment, Tan Huaifang was holding her tightly in her hand, trying her best to resist.

Tan Huaifang's hand turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and zoomed in, revealing bloody flesh and white bones.

Because the purple cold light on the thorn blade is nothing but the red lotus karmic fire that can burn everything in the world.

Xiao Lifeng let go of his hand in an instant, and the demonized weapon disappeared in smoke.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Huaifang fell to the ground with a plop, a foul smell rose from her throat, and her hands were so rotten.

Behind him was Shen Canglan who had passed out.

Xiao Lifeng's chest rose and fell, and he walked step by step, anyone could see his suppressed anger at the moment.

Suddenly, a chirping pierced the sky, and a huge blood-colored roc flew over from a distance, with its two heads pointing at Xiao Lifeng one after the other and spraying two fire dragons.

Xiao Lifeng frowned, and dodged with a dodge.

Next to him, Chi Lian cursed "traitor" in a low voice, and pounced on him, instantly transformed into a piebald python the size of a water tank, opened his bloody mouth and fought the two-headed Xue Peng.

Xiao Lifeng turned around, and the man in gray stood there with a murderous look.

"I didn't settle the score with you, but you delivered it yourself."

Xiao Lifeng's face was cold: "I thought I was from the same school, I spared your life back then, but you stabbed me in the back a lot."

The man in gray sneered, "Save my life?"

"What do you think of me now, what is the difference between being dead and alive? I have lingered until now, just to see you crumble!"

"It's a pity you don't have a chance!" Xiao Lifeng instantly turned into a black shadow, flashed in front of the man in gray, stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, as if he was about to crush an ant to death.

The man in gray had difficulty breathing, opened his mouth desperately, and said intermittently: "Compared to...letting you suffer a crushing defeat...I would rather...see you being hurt by the one you love...so painful...every time I imagine...I Will go crazy with excitement..."

"The feeling of being stabbed in the heart by his own hands...isn't it wonderful...hahahahahaha..."

When Xiao Lifeng was told about the pain, his eyes were instantly covered with a layer of black mist, and the strength in his hands became more and more fierce.

The man in gray's eyes widened, and he let out an ugly laugh with a hoarse voice, intermittent and out of breath, the more he laughed, the stronger Xiao Lifeng's strength became, and finally the man in gray began to vomit blood, staining his gray clothes. Blobs of black.

The gray-clothed man's eyes were getting darker and darker, but even so, he still had the last laugh.

But if you look carefully, you will find that there is a very shallow sadness hidden in those rotten eyeballs.

He had persuaded Tan Huaifang thousands of times that the bone needles must be completely submerged, but he never said a word about Xiao Lifeng's death.

The time and place are favorable, and as he wished, the other party agreed.

But even so, in the end, Qin Huaifang was soft-hearted, just because of the two inches of soft-heartedness, Xiao Lifeng had the opportunity to look down on the entire continent, but he ended up losing everything.

Xiao Lifeng's eyes were gloomy and cold: "How are you better than me?"

"Because of that ridiculous self-esteem, you lost the last chance to recognize each other, how pitiful you are."

The original gray pupils ignited instantly, but it was too late.

"Don't worry, this time, no one will save you from hell again."

A flame ignited from the palm, and the person in the palm was instantly wiped out.

At the same time, Xue Peng, who was still fighting with the boa constrictor, howled to the sky and exploded to death.

Xiao Lifeng turned around and took a few steps, bent down to pick up Tan Huaifang who was already unconscious.

The man's face was very ugly, especially his hands had only charred bones left, and the black air on his arms seemed to continue to spread upwards.

Xiao Lifeng slipped his fingers, and a bloodstain appeared on his wrist, and a trickle of blood dripped onto Tan Huaifang's arm, and the black air was barely stopped.

"Where's the blood spirit bead?" Xiao Lifeng asked in a deep voice.

The Shoushanling immediately took out a bead from his bosom, the bead radiated bright red light all over, and the inside was a very transparent color.

It is only the size of a pigeon egg, but it contains the blood and spiritual power of all the creatures in the entire Juling Canyon.

Xiao Lifeng took the blood spirit orb, glanced at the blood-smeared Shura field behind him, and said coldly: "You settle the rest."

Shoushanling couldn't help raising his eyes, and glanced at the person in Mozun's arms.

His face was ashen, with the color of dying.

If you are really dead...

The guardian of the mountain fought a cold war.

Looking up again, the Mozun had disappeared.