Thousands of wisps of geism, with the breath of death, were imprinted on Wei Xian's veins and became silk nets on his arms, like old withered vines crawling towards his head.

Half of the Peacock King's face had been eaten away, and when he looked at it from a distance, he thought he was wearing a black iron mask, and at the same time, the light barrier emitted from his palm was about to be extinguished. Even if it is a deep-rooted demonic power, it can't bear so many souls running rampant in one body.

Wei Xian's eyes, mouth and nose were almost twisted together, he struggled to support Bai Luofeng's continuous loss of ghost energy, and said with deep hatred: "You use such a vicious move to compete with others, aren't you afraid that you will be regarded as an evil sect and a crooked recruit to be hunted down and killed by a decent family!"

"It's like being decent and not killing people. Bai Luofeng was not ashamed at all, "As long as you kill the wicked, any move is a good move." ”

Chitose laughed cruelly: "Good boy, if you can cultivate your mind without being bound by the world, if you can overcome the demonic obstacles in the future, you will become a great weapon in time." ”

"Thanks for the compliment. It's a pity you can't see it. Bai Luofeng sneered back, and the strength of his two fingers was two points stronger.

Seeing that the black silk was about to devour Wei Xian's entire face, his human skin began to fall off like rubble in horror, and the cracked opening at the corner of his mouth emitted a ghostly echo: "Do you think this king is capable of this?"

In an instant, countless cracks opened on Wei Xian's body, and eye-catching flames burst out from the cracks, eroding the undead in his body like falling into an oil pot and evaporating into mist.

The ethereal pupils of the demon king were filled with the reflection of the stars, and the clothes he wore were directly burned to ashes. When the brilliance faded, Bai Luofeng fixed his eyes and saw Chitose change his appearance: he was dressed in a golden red flower light coat, a peacock green feather on his head, and a four-handed jade statue hanging around his neck, faintly filled with Buddha light was intimidating.

The thousand-year-old jade face was contemptuous, and a blue and blue lotus flower came to slap Bai Luofeng's abdomen, and he rose up and looked down at the ground and jokingly said: "This king is a descendant of the Peacock King of the Buddha Mother of Lingshan, and he is the blood of the divine beast Phoenix, and the Great Dan is guarded by pure yang true fire. ”

Bai Luofeng didn't expect Wei Xian to be a Buddha, and the technique of collecting bones and blowing souls was like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it was instantly annihilated. The impact that he couldn't resist instantly threw him against the wooden pillar, and he immediately felt the discomfort of overturning the river and the sea in his chest.

The Peacock King of Xishan released his true face, and looked up to the sky to express his resentment: "In the flood wilderness, there were ancestors who did not yield to the Buddha's power, and the merciful demon world was full of devastation, and there were scales and bones everywhere. The demon cultivators smashed directly into the Xuantian, competing with the gods to share the energy of the sun and the power of the yin moon essence. Now there is the pain of the king and the anger of the demon clan. I am willing to use the law of heaven and man to stir up the restlessness in the world, and the clouds of sorrow will not disperse!"

Bai Luofeng covered his belly and got up, and he didn't know what kind of holy thing he planted in the lotus, but he actually hollowed out the yin qi in his body and sealed all the Du veins. He stood up again against the pillar behind him, and said with a dying breath: "The demon clan has its sorrows, and the world has its suffering. Shemales are not in harmony, and there is no peace in troubled times. ”

The Peacock King waved Zhu Yezhao into the group of demons left behind by squatting in the corner of the wall, and then sat down on the throne and said arrogantly: "You say that this king does not seek peace? If this king does not want to seek peace, why should he endure humiliation and bear the burden for many years just by killing on a large scale? If you want to blame it, you can only blame yourself for meddling in things, and you have to ruin the situation that this king has worked so hard to manage." Now this king understands that only the loser will sue for peace!"

"If you don't repent, you will never recover. Bai Luofeng looked up at the Demon King, and Li Xianggao's hatred for mortals seemed to appear in front of him - they were hateful people and pitiful people.

"Hahaha, it's you who loses now, and you dare to be presumptuous?" The Peacock King of Xishan straightened his chest and roared with pride: "Look at the past and the present, see the demon and the god are the same, only I am a peacock!"

But before he finished speaking, an ice crystal on the ground froze towards the dragon chair along the road. The Peacock King raised his toes and stepped lightly, and the pure yang true fire in the demon pill came out immediately, confronting the unimpeded ice surface.

The ice melts and the real fire is extinguished.

The Demon King was not happy because he found that there was something comparable to the Pure Yang True Fire.

"Since the establishment of the Wanhua Valley Sect to help the world, I have never touched a guy who is called a god. Today, I ran into a shameless guy. After the ice and fire melted and dissipated, a cold sound came from the thick water vapor.

The Peacock King leaned in and spied in, and saw a handsome face in white with sharp angles, if it weren't for the cold sword he was holding in his hand, he would mistakenly think that this person was a scholar who had not been involved in the world.

"Water Avoidance Sword?" The people on the dragon throne were first full of suspicion, and then they were stunned and shocked: "How could the Water Avoidance Divine Sword fall into the hands of mortals!"

"You look at mortals too weakly. Nalan Zhifeng walked straight to the injured Bai Luofeng, helped him to the unconscious Liu Jizong, took out a pack of medicine paper from his belt and said, "You are too capable, rest here to heal Liu Jizong's injuries." Next, leave it to me. ”

Bai Luofeng wanted to say a few words of retort habitually, but after being reminded by the blind sword, he remembered that he had just taken care of Zhen Yuanhou, who was not destined for his life, and finally sat on the ground with a long sigh of relief.

"It's time to settle the debt you sent troops to besiege Medicine Valley. Nalan deflected the Falling Snow Sword Blade, and the blade faced the Peacock King.

The demon king's face did not change, and he didn't even plan to get up to meet the enemy, he lazily supported his cheek with one hand: "If Yu Lao Dao takes the water avoidance sword, this king will still be afraid of three points, and with your cultivation of about twenty years, this sword will simply be humiliated." ”

Nalan was not shocked, a blind person did not need to look at the color situation of others, and his sword ran to a high position without any murderous aura.

Bai Luofeng often joked that Nalan's sword was a sword danced by the singer of the Qinglou in order to please the guests, because it was soft and ethereal, like an art, and it was easy to get drunk to death if you enjoyed it. But no one in the world would look down on Nalan Zhifeng's sword, and even the sword wine song didn't have the guts to guarantee that he would be able to parry it completely.

The Peacock King of Xishan was careless, and he encountered a sword path that was completely different from Broken Huangquan's attainments - you took it, but you couldn't get out unscathed.

The falling snow is as soft as the willow branches, and the sword body is like a water snake that is not deadly, and imperceptibly leaves several incisions on the golden clothes of the Peacock King. The cold qi in the water-repellent sword was continuously released, covering the dragon seat with a layer of frost.

The Peacock King squandered the pure yang true fire to resist the cold, and his physical strength gradually ran out, and the Qinglian of the Buddhist Sect treasure could not recover it for the time being in order to suppress Bai Luofeng, and for a while he actually fell into a dilemma.

Nalan Zhifeng also sensed that the original roasting heat was showing signs of retreating, and the falling snow lightly slashed away a cluster of flames and then lowered his wrist, avoiding the tiger claws that his opponent wanted to clamp, and the curved tip of the sword hit the ground like a breeze.

"Bring water to the east!" the blind sword shouted, and the stone bricks touched by the falling snow exploded, and a pool of spring water unexpectedly sprayed towards the façade of the Peacock King, wetting his entire body. Without waiting for Chitose to urge the real fire, Nalan slapped the other party's shoulder without leaving a gap.

All the moves happened in a moment, and the flame side of the demon king's ascension finally dried up, and he stared at Nalan unwillingly, and finally turned into an ice sculpture and stood still.