"Ah!!! Hiccup..."

The fire wolf's roar stopped abruptly.

I saw that where the magic sword fell, the flesh and blood began to decay and the bones were broken layer by layer.

A trace of blood power that could be seen in the naked eye surged along the magic sword.

Finally it turned into demonic energy and poured into the ancient beast.

Ling Xiao's eyes froze, and he felt that the knife seemed to have changed inexplicably. As for what it was, he couldn't explain clearly.

Drinking blood becomes stronger?

It's quite in line with the villain's setting.

Slaughtering millions of people and creating the supreme divine edge!

Ling Xiao was a little expectant at this time. The blood power of this mere Divine Marquis monster could lead to such changes in the magic sword.

If he kills a few demon kings and demon emperors...

Hehehehe.

At this moment, looking at the figure of the fire wolf that turned into a rotten bone in the instant, Zhuge Liuyun's face turned pale and she fainted from fear.

Too scary!

This Ling Xiao is not the young master of the Demon Sect at all, he is a big demon!

"Um?"

Ling Xiao was stunned, and then he realized that there was no Mi Yong's figure in front of him.

"Puff!"

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He covered his mouth and chuckled, and his beautiful face was a rare kind of tenderness.

"Miyong, look at your promising prospects. Are you afraid that the Lord will kill you together?"

At this moment, Ling Xiao just saw that after the fire wolf corpse, Mi Yong knelt on the ground with a pale face, his eyes filled with horror.

"Guru."

Ling Xiao's knife just now contained a magical intent that he could not resist at all.

Even under that knife, he saw the sun and the moon fading and the sea changing.

The Taoist rhyme is natural and the magic power is vast!

The Lord is worthy of being the inheritance of the demon. If one day he can ascend to the throne, no... As long as he can enter the throne, he is afraid that the entire Holy State will be the world of their demons.

No, then, they will not be called demons by the world.

But...the master!

"It's done well. I'll give you these fire spirit melons."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and threw the spiritual melons in Qiankun bag to Mi Yong.

The latter's eyes narrowed, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master...this ant..."

Diying walked to the fainting Zhuge Liuyun, with murderous intent in his eyes flowing.

Ling Xiao pondered slightly, and the thunder flashed in his hand, and directly captured the ancient tripod with the unscathed fire sealed in the air.

Although this tripod recognizes Lin Xi as the main one, how could a person with Xuanqing have the soul comparable to Ling Xiao?

Therefore, the latter did not spend much effort to erase the spiritual consciousness in the cauldron and regain control.

only…

Zhuge Liuyun is both the true legend of the enemy of ten thousand people and the senior brother of the Demon Sect. I am afraid that his life card must be in the hands of the sect leader.

If he falls in the Sunset Mountain, the sect leader will definitely have some doubts about himself.

But...what does it matter?

As long as you pretend to be like a little, even if thousands of enemies doubt it, what can you do?

Ling Xiao agreed that he would not take the initiative to kill Zhuge Liuyun, but Linghuo did not agree.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao suddenly showed a sneer on his face, he raised his foot and walked to Zhuge Liuyun, leaned down and held him in his arms.

"Senior Brother, wake up, haven't you eaten? Why are you still dizzy?"

"Um?"

In a daze, Zhuge Liuyun felt that his face hurt very much. He just waited for him to open his eyes and saw the gentle face that was close to him. He took a breath of cold air in an instant, and then he fainted after his eyes rolled.

"Senior Brother... hurry up, let's sleep after getting this bowl of spiritual fire!"

Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, put the ancient cauldron to Zhuge Liuyun's mouth and poured it into some lightly.

"ah!!!"

The screams echoed in an instant, and Zhuge Liuyun jumped up directly on the spot until his head was on the dome of the ancient palace, and then he fell down again with a bang.

At this time, he had no human form and even had a faint smell of flesh.

"Uh...this spiritual fire is a bit fierce."

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, put away Zhuge Liuyun's body and ancient tripod, looked up at the Heaven-Prisoning Cauldron that was shrouded in the hall, and above his fingers, the sword filled his body.

The ancient tripod instantly let out a soft whisper, and before Ling Xiao's sword finger could fall, it narrowed out of thin air and fell above his head.

"this?"

Ling Xiao's face was stunned, and he felt a gentleness coming from the tripod, and a touch of playfulness suddenly rose up on the corner of his mouth.

It's amazing.

As long as you are strong enough, you can even turn into a dog-licking dog if you break the tripod.

"Let's go, it's time to go out."

Ling Xiao casually put the divine tripod into Qiankun bag.

These cauldrons are of little use, but they are not very useful, after all, we don’t refine alchemy.

Moreover, when fighting, it is not handsome at all.

However, there are a few beautiful junior sisters in my mother's sect, and they must like these divine tripods very much.

The junior sister or something is the most innocent and cute one.

Hehehehe.

Mi Yong and Diying's figures instantly disappeared from the spot, while Ling Xiao raised his foot and walked out of the hall.

This trip was considered complete.

Although he was finally escaped by Lin Xi, there was naturally not much difference between Ling Xiao if he could not die.

If you die, you can get a kill reward, if you don’t die, you can take Ling Xiao to find luck again.

"boom!!"

But just as Ling Xiao's figure appeared at the entrance of the ruins, a terrifying wave suddenly came from the direction of the top of the Sunset Mountain.

"Hmm? The show has begun?"

Ling Xiao's mouth raised slightly, and his figure flashed and appeared outside the ruins in an instant.

At this time, Qin Leng's eyes were standing in front of the crowd unwillingly.

In front of him, several old men wearing white clothes, looking vulgar... No, the solemn old men stood with their hands behind their backs, vaguely blocking all his retreat.

"Liang'er, what you said is this person?"

An old man from the Divine Marquis at the front shouted coldly, Ma Liang gritted his teeth and pointed at Qin Leng, "Yes, Elder Qiu, this person killed Senior Brother Xu and several junior brothers! He stole the luck he got from the senior brother!!"

"Well? Have you snatched Xu Youwei's fortune?"

Qin Leng's face was stunned, and a gloom suddenly surged in his eyes.

Damn it.

You group of righteous hypocrites, it was Xu Youwei who first killed my Qin clan's children and stole their fortunes, and finally killed them by him, and you Yu Gu died.

Why did he rob Xu Youwei of luck at this moment?

The words are open, the black and white are reversed, and the hypocrisy is extremely hypocritical.

Although in the end, Qin Leng did not find the magic weapon on Xu Youwei, and for some reason, their bodies disappeared out of thin air.

But...his fatigue is not fake.

I must have experienced a fierce battle just now!

A battle that is even more evil than the nine girls of Ye Yu!!
To be continued...