My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

Su Qingyun was lying on the ground, his whole body was in pain like an ant food, and he couldn't move. Even so, his eyes kept looking up at the tall man who was protecting him in front of him.

The man's broad and strong back made him see vigorous power in a trance. On the ink-colored robe, the rune array embroidered into a golden phoenix was infused with magic energy, and it was radiant and lifelike.

He moved his right hand and tightly grasped the Ice Soul Shocking Sword pulled out from Jun Xuanmo's bun. It had returned to its original size, and just holding the hilt gave him an inexplicable sense of mystery. Consciousness seemed to be closely connected with it, and the sword spirit jumped for joy, making a sword cry that only he could hear.

"I want to know what treasures came out of Xizhao Cliff?"

After Jun Xuanmo destroyed Ji Fengya's magic sword, he stretched out his long arm and grabbed his neck. With a little force, he pinched him until his face was red and his ears were red, and he had difficulty breathing.

Ji Fengya opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound. His blood froze, and his whole body was icy cold. The demon energy in his dantian was drained rapidly, and dried up in an instant. His face was ashen, and his pupils gradually became dilated.

The two black-robed men who had been following Ji Fengya saw that he was captured by the Demon Lord who suddenly appeared, and looked at each other, hesitating whether to rescue him or flee quickly.They are only the late-stage cultivators of the Heavenly Demon, and they are by no means opponents of the Demon Lord.

Jun Xuanmo's eyes rolled, and he threw Ji Fengya away violently. The sleeves rolled up, creating a strong suction. Su Qingyun, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his body floated up uncontrollably, blinking. Suddenly, he was pulled into Jun Xuanmo's arms.

"Master...Senior Brother..." Su Qingyun looked blank.

Jun Xuanmo's iron arm tightly wrapped around his waist, and he easily held him in his arms with one hand, and the long sleeve robe almost wrapped his body.

"Lend me your sword." The magnetic voice rang in Su Qingyun's ear, and his heart trembled when he heard it. When he came back to his senses, Jun Xuanmo had already taken away the Ice Soul Shocking Sword in his hand.

The sound of the sword was fierce and piercing, full of unwillingness, but Jun Xuanmo snorted softly, poured demonic energy arbitrarily, and suppressed it roughly. With a flick of the three-foot long sword, the whole body was shining brightly, and the surface was covered with a layer of embarrassing cold air.

Su Qingyun clearly heard the grievances of the sword spirit, but under the coercion... er, threatened by Jun Xuanmo, it could only compromise.

Jun Xuanmo looked at the dozen or so demon cultivators who had fled to the treasure ship, and glanced at Ji Fengya who was lying on the ground and was abandoned. It fell down, and the loud explosion-like sound frightened Yang Xiu and others. They turned their heads involuntarily, but saw the Mozun in one hand hugging someone and the other holding a sword, rushing over with the momentum of thunder.

Yang Xiu screamed in fright, and ordered his subordinates to quickly stop this terrifying Demon Lord, but those men in black were too busy to take care of themselves, so how could they listen to him?And those two black-robed men in the late stage of the demon rushed directly in the opposite direction, intending to escape the disaster.

"Stupid." Jun Xuanmo pulled out his figure and brought Su Qingyun to the top of the mast of the treasure ship. With a wave of his sword, the ship spread out three hundred feet from the center of the ship, erecting an impenetrable barrier. All Moxiu are trapped by his domain.

The two men in black robes bumped into the transparent wall, and were bounced back fiercely. Their faces turned pale, and they rushed to the sky, trying to climb over the wall, but no matter how high they flew, the air wall would have How tall, they felt a chill in their hearts, and their faces showed despair.

Yang Xiu and the others gathered under the boat in silence, tremblingly watching the ink-robed Demon Venerable float down from the mast to the bow of the boat, looking down at them condescendingly.

"Abandoning your companions and escaping alone, is it righteous?" Jun Xuanmo asked mockingly.

Yang Xiu was so guilty that he didn't dare to turn his head to look at Ji Fengya who was lying on the ground.

Li Zhizhuang bravely said tremblingly: "Yes...it's because he's useless...blame...you can't blame me for waiting..."

Su Qingyun huddled in Jun Xuanmo's arms, being led up and down by him, a little dizzy, at this moment he finally regained his strength, heard the words of the people below him clearly, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the lying on his back. Ji Fengya was motionless on the ground.

"Hehehe..." Jun Xuanmo chuckled, and there was a murderous intent in his laughter.

"This—is the Demon Cultivator!" He floated up in the air, and swung his sword at the treasure ship casually. The huge and gorgeous treasure ship was cut into two pieces by him with ease, and the rune formations drawn on both sides of the ship The law is like a decoration, vulnerable to one blow, Jun Xuanmo swung his sword again, and under the horrified stares of Yang Xiu and others, the broken treasure ship turned into powder little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and scattered on the grass , After a while, the treasure ship disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xiu huddled together with the others, took out his weapon in a panic, and stared nervously at Jun Xuanmo who was slowly falling to the ground.

After Su Qingyun was embraced by Jun Xuanmo with one hand, he could only wrap his arms around his neck. Now that he was back on the ground, he hurriedly said, "Brother, let me down first."

"Don't make trouble." Jun Xuanmo whispered close to his ear, "Only in my arms is the safest place."

A sword has no eyes, how could he put his junior in danger.

Su Qingyun's cheeks were flushed, but Jun Xuanmo's next actions left him no time to be shy.

"Killers, people will always kill them. If you dare to ambush, you should have the awareness of death." Jun Xuanmo slowly approached Yang Xiu and the others, staring at them as if they were dead.

Yang Xiu swallowed his saliva, looked left and right, suddenly pointed at Liang Yi beside him, and said fiercely: "It's him! It's him who wants to kill you! I just helped him, so the crime is not deadly."

He is so greedy for life and afraid of death, how can he have the elegance of an ordinary nobleman.

Liang Yi looked at Yang Xiu incredulously, at the critical moment, he actually picked himself clean to save his life.

"Yang Xiu, don't forget that these men in black are all under your command. Without your orders, how could they obey?" How could he let Yang Xiu be alone?

Li Zhi was sweating profusely, and said in a panic, "I... I just joined in the fun, and I never did anything harmful to you."

Wei Hao took the opportunity to continue: "I have never hurt anyone, please let the venerable let me live!"

Jun Xuanmo looked at them with interest, the four young masters in Jinjiang City were in great trouble, and they fought each other in order to save their lives, without any shame.

"Don't worry, come one by one." As soon as Jun Xuanmo finished speaking, he dodged the attack from behind, swung his long sword, and a sword qi swept away. , instantly decapitated.

Two balls of black air sprang out from the severed head, Jun Xuan's ink sword pointed a little, and after the black air was pierced by the Bingpo Shocking Sword, he let out a shrill cry.

"...What is this?" Su Qingyun was terrified when he saw it.

"Yuanshen." Jun Xuanmo said indifferently, "After cultivating to the late stage of the demon, after the death of the body, the Yuanshen will not disappear in a short time, and can escape to seize the house."

Su Qingyun was shocked when he heard the words.

Take home?

Isn't that borrowing a dead body to resurrect the soul?

Yang Xiu and others saw with their own eyes that the two heavenly demons were killed by Mo Yi Mozun in the later stage, and there was a dead silence.The power of the Demon Lord is supreme, and he can easily kill people with just a few gestures, even Yuanshen.

Is this the unreachable Demon Lord?

They were born in Jinjiang City, backed by a wealthy family, favored by their elders, and they usually show off their power and are arrogant and reckless. Even if the Wuxiang Heavenly Demon confronts them, they all need to look at their family's face and give them three points, so their hearts will expand infinitely , supercilious.

Today, they finally realized that despite the brilliance of their family, in front of the demon king, they are as weak as animals that are slaughtered.

Without strength, there is no right to survive.

"You can't kill us!" Yang Xiu couldn't help shouting, "I am the direct son of the Yang family in Jinyang Jianghe City, and I am deeply valued by the family. If you kill me today, the Yang family will never let you go!"

How could Jun Xuanmo be affected by him, he hooked the corner of his mouth, and a sword qi shot out, causing a big hole in Yang Xiu's chest instantly, he wanted to make a long speech, but stopped abruptly, looked down at himself in disbelief Bloody chest.

The people around him all kept away, as if he was as terrifying as a contagious plague.

A dozen or so men in black saw that their master was killed by one blow, they all trembled like sieves in the wind, not daring to act rashly.

"Brother Yang..." Li Zhi murmured, staring closely at Yang Xiu's dead body.

That young master of the Yang family, who was domineering and domineering in Jinjiang City, died in such an embarrassing place in the wilderness!

The expression on his face was startled and fearful, unpredictable, and after a while, he let out a hoarse laugh, full of madness.

"You have today too! Hahaha." Li Zhi frantically pointed at Yang Xiu's body, his eyes were bloodshot and his face showed jealousy.

Wei Hao held his fan tightly and looked at Li Zhi in puzzlement.Didn't he always consider himself Yang Xiu's lackey?Why did Yang Xiu show such a terrifying expression after his death? Instead of being sad when he saw Yang Xiu's body, he clapped his hands and cheered with joy.

Liang Yi took a few steps back.Just now Yang Xiu put all the blame on him and wanted to clean himself up, but now he became a corpse, blood-stained on the grassland.The change was so fast that it was unprepared.

Su Qingyun leaned her face into Jun Xuanmo's arms, and whispered: "Brother, are you going to kill them all?"

Jun Xuanmo rolled his eyes, rested his chin on Su Qingyun's head, rubbed against his soft hair, and said, "If you feel cruel, you might as well close your eyes."

Su Qingyun trembled slightly, and closed his eyes obediently.

Before the senior brother recovered his real body, the other party had a large number of people and was extremely arrogant.People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, he and Aze are besieged on all sides, fighting hard, when the situation is in danger, the situation is reversed, and the senior brother shows his true body, these people are like quails, they are slaughtered.

Cruel?

Su Qingyun felt nothing in his heart.

"Kill them as soon as possible, so we can hurry, it's getting dark." Su Qingyun said.

Jun Xuanmo looked up at the gloomy sky, and then scanned the group of demon cultivators huddled together.

"You...you dare!" Liang Yi's desire to survive forced him to withstand the pressure of Jun Xuanmo's realm, and he charged forward with a weapon in hand.If you are going to die anyway, it is better to fight for it, maybe there is still a chance of survival.

Seeing this, the others unanimously showed their weapons and besieged Jun Xuanmo.

They don't believe it anymore, a dozen demons can't kill one Demon Lord?

Jun Xuanmo stayed still, the sword flower flashed, and countless white lights flew like celestial maidens scattered flowers. Those jumping and attacking Moxiu were hit by the white light and stopped instantly, their bodies were covered with a thick layer of ice , Their astonished expressions became eternal.

The ice cubes fell one after another, Jun Xuanmo's long sword swept across, and the air seemed to be distorted. There were several clicks and clicks, and the frozen man's limbs were shattered, falling to the ground like hail, smashing the grass into countless shallow pits.

So far, all the demon cultivators who attacked them, except Ji Fengya, who was lying on the ground with unknown life and death, had turned to ashes, dust to dust, their bodies and souls dissipated in the heaven and earth, and there was no chance of reincarnation.

Tang Yuze lay on the ground, staring straight ahead.

From a young age, the Demon Lord suddenly grew bigger and stood in front of the Venerable Lord. He restrained Ji Fengya with one move, making him unable to fight back. When he hugged a person in his arms, holding a sword in his hand, he swung the sword at will like cutting leeks, and snatched it effortlessly. He can clearly see the whole process of human life.

All along, he only thought of the coercion of the little devil's realm as just a display, and seeing him today, he will know how wrong he was before.

This is a veritable Demon Lord!

Jun Xuanmo glanced at Tang Yuze, ignoring the reverence on his face, and walked to Ji Fengya's side like a leisurely stroll and stopped.Su Qingyun seemed to have sensed it, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and looked down at the white-haired man in silver on the ground.

Ji Fengya was not in a coma, but his body was restrained and he couldn't move. He was conscious, he could see with his eyes, and he could hear with his ears. The screams made him panic.After living for hundreds of years, even facing Helian Dan, he has never been so frightened. The absolute power crushes him, making him powerless to resist.

When a black shadow covered his head, Ji Fengya rolled his eyes and stared fixedly at Jun Xuanmo's arrogant face.

"Not reconciled?" Jun Xuanmo asked.

There was stubbornness in Ji Fengya's eyes.

Jun Xuanmo aimed the tip of the Ice Soul Shocking Sword at his heart, piercing his magic robe, causing his pupils to shrink.

"You only know that Xizhaoya has found a treasure, but you don't know what it is. You chased it all the way, from Xingyun Mountain to Ziyi Village, from Ziyi Village to Jinjiang City, oh, maybe you appeared in Jinjiang City by chance, But up to here, it is intentional to be in the same rank as those few demons. Hate this deity? Or, hate the person in this deity's arms?" Jun Xuanmo sarcastically said, "Heavenly talents and earthly treasures can be obtained by capable people. It's not yours, so you can't force it. Your hatred is unfounded and meaningless."

Ji Fengya gritted his teeth tightly, and a fierce light burst out of his eyes.

Would it be meaningless?If the person in his arms hadn't obtained the treasure, how could he, Ji Fengya, as the chief disciple of the Lihen Sect, have fallen into such a state?Not only was he forced to defect from the sect, but he was also subject to Helian Dan, who would never recover. How could he be willing to ruin his way of cultivation?How not to hate?

"It seems that you haven't understood who you hate." Jun Xuanmo smiled cruelly, making Ji Fengya shiver involuntarily. "You should hate yourself. Because...you are too weak."

too weak--

Ji Fengya was in a trance for a while, and then suddenly the world spun and his mind was shaken.

too weak!

He is too weak!

Because he is too weak, he can only live by without dignity.

Because he is too weak, he can only swallow his anger and be controlled by others.

Jun Xuanmo's words were like a slap in the face, smashing his mind and soul, his previous belief in self-deception was instantly shattered, his eyes were dull and dull.

Su Qingyun lowered his head and watched quietly, seeing the sharpness of the white-haired young man, who was severely beaten by the few words of his senior brother, lost his fighting spirit, and even lost his will to live.

Poor?

No, poor people must have something to hate.

Everything is his own fault.

"So, what's the use of living for such a weak person?"

Jun Xuanmo's light words became the last straw that crushed Ji Fengya.

He stared blankly at the sky, unconscious when the sword pierced his heart.

The blood gradually stained the silver and white gorgeous robe, like a delicate and beautiful red peony, gradually blooming, full of enchantment.

Su Qingyun buried his face on Jun Xuanmo's shoulder, and let out a long breath.

At this point, the threat that was chasing after him finally disappeared.

Jun Xuanmo drew his sword neatly, flicked it, and shook off the blood stains on the sword, sprinkled dots on Ji Fengya's robe, and one drop landed between his eyebrows.

Holding Su Qingyun in his arms, he walked towards Tang Yuze while removing the surrounding areas. The sun shone through the dark clouds, and the sky gradually became brighter.

Tang Yuze wanted to get up excitedly, but he wailed, the injury was too serious and he couldn't move at all.

Jun Xuanmo stood in front of him and kicked him lightly.

"Alive?"

Tang Yuze smiled flatteringly and said, "When...of course you are still...alive...the little one has to go through life and death for...for Lord Mozun..."

Su Qingyun patted Jun Xuanmo: "Brother, you can let me down now."

Being hugged for so long, his waist was about to break. Although he saved a lot of energy, as a man, how could he always cling to another man's arms like a bird?

Jun Xuanmo put his arms around his slender waist, not letting go at all. "If I let go, you will lie on the ground directly."

Su Qingyun said: "It's absolutely impossible!"

He just exhausted the profound spirit energy in his dantian before, and was knocked down by Ji Fengya's sword. Although a senior brother blocked the sharp sword, the impact was so powerful that he fell heavily to the ground. Can't get up.

A smile flashed across Jun Xuanmo's eyes, and he returned the Ice Soul Shocking Sword to him. "Return to the original owner."

Su Qingyun took the Ice Soul Shocking Sword, feeling the grievance and unwillingness passed on to him by the sword spirit, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What?" Jun Xuanmo looked down at the sword in his hand with unfriendly eyes.

Su Qingyun shook his head. "nothing."

The sword spirit strongly expressed that he wanted to return to Jun Xuanmo's head and suppress his cultivation, but Su Qingyun no longer had the idea of ​​making his senior brother shrink again. There is nothing you can do about it.

Tang Yuze lay on the ground in grief and indignation. The two brothers in front of them, as soon as they communicated, they acted like no one else was there. Did you see a seriously injured person lying on the ground?

He was about to call out, when suddenly the roar of a treasure ship flying in the distance came.

Jun Xuanmo's expression was serious, squinting at the rapidly approaching treasure ship, Su Qingyun clenched the Ice Soul Shocking Sword tightly, with a look of guard.

Tang Yuze grabbed the weeds and stared at the treasure ship that was so familiar to him.

"He...he...he..." He seemed to be stuttering, unable to utter a complete sentence.

The plain-clothed man standing at the bow had black hair flying, a thin figure, and a sickly face, his eyes were moist.