A series of blue and blue lightning lights scattered across the rolling clouds, and in the dark sky, they pulled out light marks that had dozens of miles long.

At this time, for some reason, the originally cold rain began to warm up, and even the strong wind in the mountains became hot.

The six evil spirits looked around the sky in amazement. They didn't know why the celestial phenomena changed so violently. What made them even more uneasy was that everything around seemed to show explicit malicious intentions to them.

Lightning breaks through the sky and illuminates the dim world.

In the thunderous thunder, a figure faintly appeared in the dark clouds.

"How could there be such an evil soul?"

I could vaguely hear a voice with deep doubts and deep malicious intentions: "No, the souls are almost exactly the same... What monsters are you?"

No time to answer.

The moment before the two monsters fell, rays of lightning began to gather in the sky high, and then condensed into dazzling light columns, falling straight down.

A series of bursting thunder sounded, and the terrifying thunder mixed with high heat, instantly evaporated countless rains. It made the sky and earth rise and the white hot storm penetrate the atmosphere, bombarding the ground, tearing up dozens of huge gaps, and igniting the vast jungle within dozens of miles.

Rain and thunder, water and fire intertwined between heaven and earth.

Most of the evil spirits, as these lightning targets, did not even have time to resist. Even though the evil spirit, known as the Thunder Slaying Sword, drew out the weapon and madly intended to swing the sword at the sky, a lightning light that was far thicker than others, still swallowed it without emotion and turned it into ashes.

On the ground, he stared at the enemy who had forced him into a desperate situation and turned into ashes. Gu Zechuan for a moment for a moment for the fact that he was about to die. When he realized it, a young man with long hair appeared in front of him who had appeared at some point.

This young man has long black hair, which is simply tied up, and his impeccable facial features are enough to make Qingqiu people who are always proud of their appearance sigh.

However, the almost perfect appearance brings people not a sense of intimacy, but a deep and majesty like facing a towering artistic stone sculpture. Although it is beautiful, it is also extremely oppressive. The blue-purple dragon eyes, which have no emotion, make Gu Zechuan's soul tremble slightly, and there is a fear of facing the abyss and facing the "disaster".

Beauty...but dangerous.

Gu Zechuan could see that the black-haired young man had a long knife on his waist, but he was not holding it in his hand.

Then, the man stretched out his hand and raised it at him. Suddenly, a thick spiritual energy pulled Gu Zechuan from the mud and water, and temporarily relieved the injuries on his body.

"Hello."

The young man with fox ears heard the other party in a calm tone, in a very strange tone, but very much like the sound of the immortal god in the past, and said to himself in a kind voice: "Although it is a bit presumptuous, we want to ask you about the situation."

"No, no problem."

Under the conditioning of the other party's spiritual energy, he vomited blood in his body. Just because the other party killed six evil spirits, Gu Zechuan felt that he had no reason to refuse the party, not to mention that he was healing himself and his appearance was so perfect.

The Qingqiu people have never had any resistance to this aspect.

"But, where are you from? We haven't seen purebred races for a long time..."

Su Zhou thought about the question of the young Qingqiu man whose soul was rarely shining with white light in the magical power of the Demon Devouring Lord, and then told the truth.
Chapter completed!