The ink painting can clearly see a flash of scarlet blood in the dark night.

The tall demonic cultivator's palms transformed into sharp claws, condensing the demonic power to the extreme, and then carrying the fishy wind, it instantly penetrated the young demonic cultivator's back.

His chest was penetrated and his heart was torn into pieces. The young demon cultivator looked horrified, and then boundless anger surged up.

He wanted to take revenge on that tall demon cultivator.

Even if it means death, a piece of flesh must be torn off.

But he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, so he was no match at all.

After only struggling for a few rounds, his arms were broken and his lower abdomen was pierced by the tall demon cultivator. He fell to the ground bloody, completely dead.

The tall demon cultivator licked the blood on his arm, glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and said sarcastically:

"Don't even look at it, what kind of thing are you?"

"Although you are also from a family background, are you worthy to compare with those truly talented young men?"

"I dare to look down on anyone."

"Yes, your talent is pretty good, but so what?"

"I have a lot of arrogance but no brains. I don't know how to bow my head when I see someone I can't reach."

"Who will die if you don't die?"

The young demon cultivator died coldly on the ground with his eyes wide open and refused to rest in peace.

The tall demon cultivator began to peel off the black robe on his body, "I will kill you and use you as a cushion before I can go out."

As he said that, he smiled gloomily and said, "Don't blame my brother for being unfaithful. Although you are dead, I am still alive."

"My life lasts only more than three hundred years. After I go out, I will enjoy these three hundred years of happiness for you. After enjoying it, my brother will go down and make amends to you."

"And you, don't die with your eyes open..."

He reached out and wanted to close the young demon cultivator's eyes, but he couldn't close them several times.

"Damn it, if you don't eat the toast, you'll be punished with a drink."

The tall demon cultivator became angry and tore the two eyes of the young demon cultivator until they were bloody and bloody.

Blood flowed down his eyes, like tears of blood.

"What a damn bad luck!"

The tall demon cultivator snorted coldly and spat. As soon as he turned around, he saw an irresistible white sword light passing through the dark night.

His entire arm was cut off like mud.

Demonic blood spurted out.

A confused look appeared on his face.

Before he could react, another sword light flashed through, breaking one of his legs.

The tall demon cultivator immediately knelt down on the ground with a look of shock. Just as he was about to get up with all his strength, a slender cultivator appeared in front of him.

Xun Ziyou, whose face was as dark as water and whose eyes were filled with anger, pointed a little.

A huge golden elixir sword energy that contained sword intent surged forward, twisting the tall demon cultivator into bruises all over his body.

The pressure of the sword energy suppressed the demon cultivator to the ground.

The demon cultivator couldn't get up, his face was ashen, and he had lost his will to resist.

Xun Ziyou didn't try his best, but in less than three rounds, he still completely suppressed this tall demon cultivator.

Mo Hua nodded with great satisfaction.

My "bodyguard" is really awesome.

"Tell me!" Xunzi asked in a deep voice, his face as cold as frost, "What is your identity?"

"Who is the young master you are talking about?"

"How do you plan to leave Demon Refining Mountain?"

But the demon cultivator grinned, his mouth full of blood, but didn't answer.

Mo Hua frowned, then suddenly looked serious and said:

"He's passing a message!"

Before Mo Hua finished speaking, Xun Ziyou immediately realized it. With a swipe of his finger, a bright white sword light emerged.

The other arm of the tall demon cultivator was also broken off.

Severe pain was felt, and the demon cultivator couldn't help but roar, but before he could roar, Xun Ziyou used the spiritual power of the golden elixir to forcefully lock his throat.

Mo Hua took his white fingers and picked out a token soaked in blood from a pool of blood.

It's a summons.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

nice one!

On the other side, Xun Ziyou's eyes were like swords, and he was still asking the demon cultivator, "Whose order are you following?"

"Who taught you the demon cultivator's skills?"

The tall demon cultivator sneered to himself, his mouth full of blood, but said nothing.

Mo Hua saw this and said:

"Kill him, he won't tell you."

Xunzi was stunned for a moment and looked at the ink painting with a complicated expression.

How could this kid kill more decisively than himself...

This was just a face-to-face meeting. I just asked a few questions, but without waiting for the other person to answer, he just said "Kill him"...

Mo Hua said: "The demon cultivator has a very harsh mouth. Moreover, he is like this. It makes no difference whether he is alive or dead. He will definitely not talk about it."

Xun Ziyou also felt that it made sense, but he was still a little hesitant.

Mo Hua then shook the "message order" in his hand and said, "Just ask this."

Xun Ziyou was stunned for a moment, then understood and nodded.

On the other side, the tall demon cultivator heard a clear voice saying that he was going to kill him. He couldn't help but struggle to raise his head and glared at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua looked at him happily and without fear, and said with a smile:

"You just said that after you, the 'brother', have enjoyed three hundred years of happiness, you can go down and make amends to the 'brother' you just killed."

"Three hundred years is too long..."

"Why don't you take the first step and go directly to apologize?"

The demon cultivator opened his pupils wide and looked at the ink painting with resentment.

But before he could say anything, a sword light flashed across his body, and the tall demon cultivator's head was missing, and he was killed on the spot.
Chapter completed!