Zhuo Bufan's expression was as cold as ice, and the power of thunder and lightning carried in the sword body instantly turned the old woman's soul and body into ashes, dissipating between heaven and earth with the wind.

"Adversary. ”

"Demon, you dare to kill Elder Feng. ”

The faces of the two elders of the True Fire Sect and the Red Moon Sect were angry and afraid, the three True Fire Beads of the True Fire Sect were devoured by Zhuo Bufan, and the light on the Blood Moon Mirror of the Red Moon Sect shone on Zhuo Bufan, and at this moment, Zhuo Bufan's black hair gradually grew, spreading to the position of Qi to the waist, and then straightened down.

The jet-black long fly danced in the wind, like a peerless god and demon.

"Devil, today I, the Red Moon Sect, am going to do the way for the heavens and kill the evil spirits. ”

As he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he immediately used the blood to write an ancient and strange rune on his palm.

The ancient and strange rune slowly floated out of the palm of his hand, and immediately drilled into the blood moon mirror.

The blood-colored light on the mirror suddenly became more intense, slowly 'squirming', like a pool of viscous blood, and the strange aura emanating from it became thicker and thicker.

Zhuo Bufan could truly and clearly feel that the aura and true yuan and energy that belonged to him were being frantically absorbed by the mirror, and his whole body was like a cocoon, bringing bursts of pain.

Even the hidden disciples and the people of the demon clan who were standing on the side were stunned.

This name was originally a magic weapon of the demon race, and I heard that it had been sacrificed by the Red Moon Sect, but now the strange exercises shown in this mirror are clearly different from the exercises of the demon race, and they are evil and have great power.

"What's going on?" Ye Beichen's eyes widened, his fists clenched tightly, the green tendons on his neck shook, and he stared at everything in front of him angrily. The second uncle frowned vigorously, staring deeply at the middle-aged man of the Red Moon Sect, and sighed: "It seems that the Red Moon Sect has not really refined and refined the Blood Moon Mirror, they are greedy for the powerful ability that the Blood Moon Mirror possesses, and they are unwilling to destroy it, and they have also mastered the Demon Clan's method of controlling the Blood Moon Mirror

Law. ”

"This group of hateful guys, all day long declares that they are decent, our demon clan does all kinds of evil, and quietly uses the magic weapons of the demon clan, which is hateful. Guo Shao clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.

"Haven't they always been like this?" Nie Shao was also full of anger.

But because of the family and sect, they can't help Zhuo Bufan now.

The little golden snake, the sword servant, and Ye Ziqin gathered together to deal with the other children of the hidden sect, even if there was a little golden snake to help, but there were many disciples of the hidden door, it was still a little difficult to resist, not to mention that they could spare time to help Zhuo Bufan.

"Childe. The sword swept a glance at Zhuo Bufan, biting his thin lip hard, and the sword in his hand flew, cutting off the heads of the two hidden disciples.

Ye Ziqin unleashed the spell with both hands, freezing the three of them into ice sculptures.

Zhuo Bufan stood in the distance, his black hair flying in the wind, and the blood-colored light enveloped his body, like a demon who had walked from hell to the world.

The light of the blood moonlight was like an invisible shackle, binding his body and aura, and constantly absorbing his power.

The middle-aged man of the Red Moon Sect let out a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "Fu Jun Zhenren, Elder Huo, this son will definitely die today, and it is also his blessing to be able to die under my Red Moon Sect's Blood Moon Mirror." ”

Fu Jun Zhenren and the Elder of the True Fire Sect neither spoke, and the eyes that looked at him were a little strange.

After all, this Blood Moon Mirror is a demon thing, and the Red Moon Sect actually didn't destroy it.

"Click!"

Just when the faces of the people of the Red Moon Sect showed relieved expressions, suddenly a slight cracking sound sounded.

"Senior Uncle, look at ......," a Red Moon Sect disciple said in horror.

The Elder of the Red Moon Sect raised his head, his pupils dilated, and he could see that an extremely slight crack appeared on the surface of the Blood Moon Mirror.

"W-what's going on?"

The Red Moon Sect Elder had a look of disbelief on his face.

This Blood Moon Mirror is a trophy captured by the Red Moon Sect when it fought with the people of the Demon Clan, and its owner is extremely powerful, but it is also full of evil aura.

Fu Jun Zhenren was also stunned for a moment, and his face finally changed slightly.

The power contained in the Blood Moon Mirror, even if he was only five layers of certainty, could compete for the curse of opening the Blood Moon Mirror.

"Click!"

Immediately, the crack on the Blood Moon Mirror reappeared, and this time the crack was a few inches longer.

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, raised his head and roared, his eyes stretched out two purple flames like needle tips and burned, and his whole person was like a demon lord descending into the world.

"In this world, nothing can restrain me. ”

Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, and the thick blood-colored light that covered his body retreated like a tide, and the Blood Moon Mirror finally lost its light and fell to the ground.

"How is this possible, it can't be. The elder of the Red Moon Sect looked at the fallen Blood Moon Mirror, his face full of panic and fear.

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, pulled out a string of floating figures, and instantly broke through the speed of sound to the front of the elder of the Red Moon Sect, and the corners of his mouth set off a cold arc, "With your little ability, you also want to kill me?"

"I'm an elder of the Red Moon Sect, you don't dare to kill me!"

The frightened pupils of the Akatsuki Sect Elder contracted, and he took a step back abruptly.

Fu Jun Zhenren shouted: "Shadow Kill, you stop now, we may be able to let you live." ”

"Do you want the snow fairy to be the key to open the fairy city, if I lose my beloved, then my long life is like a sea of suffering, and it loses its meaning. ”

Zhuo Bufan sneered.

Fu Jun Zhenren said with a cold gaze: "White Tiger Dharma King, Xuanwu Layman, let's take action together and kill this demon." ”

The two monks who stepped on the turtle and the white tiger looked at each other at the same time, and finally attacked.

Zhuo Bufan smiled and slashed down with a sword, splitting the Red Moon Sect Master into two, and slashing it between heaven and earth together with the divine soul.

Fu Jun Zhenren, the elder of the True Fire Sect, and two monks riding strange beasts joined the battle.

"Shadow Kill, you must have consumed a lot of aura and energy when you broke free from the control of the Blood Moon Mirror, and now you are at the end of the crossbow. Fu Jun Zhenren kept controlling the flying sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked a treacherous arc.

A huge dark cloud condensed over the entire Lop Nur, the whirlpool rotated slowly, and the sound of thunder and lightning rumbled.

Flying sand and rocks, furious.

Zhuo Bufan is not a congenital powerhouse, let alone a god, in the face of several masters, plus breaking free from the shackles of the Blood Moon Mirror just now, it did take a lot of energy and aura, and at this time he had already suffered a lot of injuries on his body, and even some wounds were deep to the bone.

Soaked in blood, Zhuo Bufan always had a fearless fighting spirit on his face, and in the face of everyone's collection, there was quite a tragic momentum, which shocked people's hearts.

Long Geyue's eyes were red, and tears rolled down her fair cheeks like pearls with broken threads.

Even Qiao Jianjun and the others clenched their fists hard. "Damn, I really want to go up and fight. The dragon python smashed his fist on the dead tree next to him in anger, but he knew that with their strength, they couldn't participate in a battle of this level at all.