"Where's the thing in this seat?" the demon lord squinted at the wolf's unbearable bloodstained Daoist, as if he had ignored everything around him, including the Xuande Zhenren who had just appeared.

The bloodstained Daoist's face was still gloomy, because what happened next would not be under his control, whether it was the Xuande Ancestor of Kunlun or the Demon Lord, this was the existence of the Transformation Period, and he would definitely not be able to provoke it.

"It's on him!" the bloodstained Daoist pointed to the Xuande Ancestor,

The demon lord didn't turn his head, and still looked at the bloodstained Taoist with a smile: "This seems to be different from the original agreement between us!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the bloodstained Taoist replied in a somewhat hoarse voice: "I didn't know that Kunlun still has a monk in the Transformation Period, I admit that this was my mistake, but things have come to this point, what else do you want from me?"

The demon lord smiled and shook his head: "When I was a child, a senior in this seat once warned me that you can't rely too much on anything, or trust others, because you can't eat and walk around, it's for those stupid people." ”

For the first time, he moved his gaze to Xuande's body, and after seeing the eyes of the demon lord, Xuande tightened his whole body, and there seemed to be a trace of nervousness on his solemn face.

Turning his head to look at the old man Zhao beside Xuande, the demon lord smiled and said, "You, the descendant, said two things wrong! First, Kunlun is not just a monk in the god transformation stage, but two!"

When the bloodstained Daoist looked at Old Man Zhao, he heard the demon lord continue: "The second thing, the promised thing, must be done, otherwise it will ......."

The demon lord suddenly turned his head and said with a hideous expression: "This seat hates other people's justifications the most!"

Suddenly, a sword breath burst out from the demon lord's fingertips, and it was so decisive that it didn't give people time to breathe.

Before the bloodstained Daoist could fully react, his already somewhat blurry face suddenly shattered, and then a terrible scream was heard.

For some reason, countless sword lights burst out from the body of this blood-stained Dao man, and his whole body roamed around. No matter where the Bloodstained Daoist fled to, no matter how many times the Bloodstained Daoist's virtual and real figure was transformed, this sword light actually followed him like a shadow, like a bone appendage, so that he couldn't get rid of it.

The body was reorganized again and again, and it was ruthlessly destroyed and shattered by the sword light again and again, and the blood-stained Daoist's blood-mist-like body was dissipating little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The corners of the Demon Lord's mouth turned up, turned his attention to Xuande Ancestor, and stretched out his hand at him: "This seat wants to fix the soul bead! Give it to me, this is the matter, this seat will leave immediately and no longer bother, if you don't give it......"

With a cold snort, Xuande Ancestor looked at the demon lord with gloomy eyes and said: "Let's not talk about the Qiankun Soul Bead first, it is the treasure of my sect, and I will be forgiven for my fate!"

"Okay! Okay!" The demon lord nodded: "Thousands of years have passed, I can't imagine that today's monks are still the same as back then, they are all hard bones, even if you are in the god transformation stage, do you really think that this seat can't take you?"

Before Xuande Ancestor could reply, Old Man Zhao on the side suddenly had an invisible sword breath in his hand, which was cut out, and the Demon Lord's body flickered, and he dodged lightly, and took this opportunity, Old Man Zhao shouted to Xuande Ancestor on the side: "Take the Qiankun Soul Bead, go!"

The Xuande Ancestor, who understood it, immediately disappeared in front of everyone's eyes with a flicker, but the demon lord sneered at this time: "Are you leaving?"

The demon lord who was just about to unfold his body was greeted by a sword breath, and the demon lord who was overwhelmed by it, with a wave of his big hand, five sharp sword rays seemed to tear the space apart, and after dissolving the sword breath of the old man Zhao lightly, there were three sword rays rushing towards him.

With a hint of sarcasm on his face, Old Man Zhao's figure was already in a prepared figure when the three sword breaths were coming, and in the blink of an eye, this guy's figure suddenly disappeared.

The demon lord didn't think about it, and hurriedly urged the spell, and after the divine consciousness locked on a certain point, the moment it soared into the sky, it was fleeting like a meteor.

Kunlun's great array is still there, the main gate and the monks of the Demon Sect are still there, including the blood-stained Taoist who is bumping around, like a headless fly, but there are three missing the three people who are at the pinnacle of the world.

I don't know who started first, but the Kunlun Great Array, which had been quiet for a few breaths, became chaotic again, and the chaotic battle like a battlefield on earth also began.

In the corner, Xu Lin's body was still trembling uncontrollably, his eyes were blood-red, staring at the blood-stained Daoist flying everywhere without blinking, no one wanted to approach him, because the sword light that the demon lord applied to him was still there, and it did not disappear because of the sudden departure of the demon lord.

"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him!"

Xu Lin couldn't suppress his murderous intentions a little, and there was also a demon spirit method at work, but just like that, Xu Lin's body was still frozen in place, not moving!

Reason, Xu Lin still has, but only a little, but the fire of battle has been ignited in his chest, as long as there is an opportunity, there is only one chance, but with his current cultivation strength, Xu Lin does only have one chance, sneak attack!

But before Xu Lin could make a move, the sword in the hand of Qing Ming Zhenren beside him was unsheathed.

The cold and crystal sword blade, accompanied by the graceful posture of Qing Ming Zhenren, this sword went extremely fast and ruthlessly.

Forcibly slashed on the blood mist of the bloodstained Daoist person, and the moment the mist burst out, the sword rays that suddenly derived from it smashed the bloodstained Daoist again, and even with Qing Ming Zhenren, this sword was indiscriminately slashed in the past.

Qing Ming Zhenren returned to the sword to resist, several times in a row, but it was full of dangers, but Qing Ming Zhenren still did not give up, and his figure always followed the blood-stained Taoist who jumped up and down everywhere, as if he was practicing a sword.

"Whetstone?" Xu Lin seemed to have a good time, not to talk about the strange posture of the bloodstained Daoist, just to talk about the sword of the demon lord, it was the top sword of the Sword Washing Pavilion, although I don't know what sword technique was used as the root, but with the sword light in front of him, there is no second person in the world.

In the realm of real people, if you want to break through, even if you break through from the first mirror of a real person to the middle stage of a real person, it is difficult to reach the sky.

Sword cultivation is very simple, the sharper the sword intent, the higher the cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the more you must have a suitable whetstone to make your sword sharper.

At this time, Qing Ming Zhenren did not value the bloodstained Daoist, but the sword intent of the demon lord.

Xu Lin smiled, he didn't need his sword to be sharp, because that was something he couldn't do anyway, and his cultivation was too low.

But what Qing Ming Zhenren is doing now is of great benefit to him, because since Qing Ming Zhenren joined, it was like a fire meeting dry wood, and the speed at which the body of the Bloodstained Daoist was disintegrating was already accelerating.

"Stinky girl, I'm your ancestor!" the bloodstained Taoist scolded fiercely, but Qingming Zhenren was silent, even if his body was forced back by the sword light of the demon lord for several steps, he calmly hid to the side, ready to attack again.

It seemed that he had been forced to the end of his rope, and after the bloodstained Dao man's body had collapsed and disintegrated many times, he finally turned grim and reached into his arms without hesitation, and then took out an object.

But at this moment, the great array of protectors on Kunlun Mountain, at this time, suddenly a burst of rapid clouds surged, and the purple light curtain in the sky poured down like rivers and rivers, and there were countless fiery red thunders, shuttling back and forth in the clouds and mist.

The miserable howls turned into green smoke under the thunder and fire. A body, when it is sprayed by a purple light curtain, also quickly dissolves away. Seeing this scene, Qing Xuan Zhenren, after forcing the master of the Black Demon Gate to retreat, laughed: "It's Qing Li, this guy has finally re-controlled the big array in his hands!"

The monks at the main gate were all overjoyed, and their morale was raised several times at once, with the help of the power of the Kunlun Great Array, after a series of fierce battles, the disciples of the Demon Sect had already begun to have the possibility of dispersing.

The first to get away was Shi Yicai, the master of the Heavenly Demon Gate, and then Ruan Liniang, the owner of the Rakshasa Gate, after taking a sip, scolded Shi Yicai fiercely, "Old fox!" After that, without hesitation, he withdrew from the battle circle, and as soon as the two left, the four major gates of the Demon Sect began to collapse a little.

No matter what happened to the Demon Sect at the main gate, Xu Lin didn't care now, at this moment, he only had the thing that the bloodstained Daoist took out in his eyes.

The heavy bloody breath was extremely strong and fluttering, and the body of the blood-stained Daoist suddenly burst out with an unprecedented aura at this time, as if it was a demon crawling out of hell, the momentum was terrifying, the appearance was hideous, and after roaring all his life, even Qing Ming Zhenren hurriedly retreated, not daring to step forward again, as if he was deeply afraid of something.

"It's a chain of blood spirit beads! There are so many small half strings, and at this time they are connected by a black thread. Xu Lin could see clearly, his eyes were already full of greed and hatred.

That's life, the life of the Bloodstained Daoist! It was for it that the Bloodstained Daoist came to Kunlun without hesitation. It was for it that the Bloodstained Daoist ended up like this now.

So, Xu Lin must get it!

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