The mysterious man's voice is very neutral.

There is no debate between male and female.

The four Yin Zhao old men looked ugly and did not answer.

In this world, there is only one person who can cultivate so many demons and sword formations!

The Yinming Ghost Sect!

Land carp!

"Do you know what one plus one equals?"

At this time, a hundred feet away, the mysterious man standing on the cliff asked again.

"..."

A trace of surprise appeared on the desperate and fearful faces of the four Yin Zhi old men.

What is this land carp trying to do?

"I don't know this. It seems that your life is a waste of air and food."

The mysterious man waved his hand gently.

A golden moon fell down and got into the mouth of the tall demon cultivator.

Then, the pure gold moonlight shone inside his body, illuminating his flesh, blood, bones, internal organs, and brain and bone marrow. His whole body was as crystal clear as glass, gold, and jade.

Bang.

A ray of breeze blew by.

The man's body turned into specks of golden light and disappeared into the air.

It was actually completely wiped out by the sword light that was compressed to the extreme, and he died to the point where not even a scrap was left.

Only the treasure clothes, jade pendants, belts and other spiritual weapons, together with the storage ring, are left floating in the air.

"And you?"

The mysterious man turned his eyes and looked at another young demon cultivator.

"Two! Two! Two! I know! One plus one equals two!"

The young demon cultivator shouted with horror on his face.

"bingo."

The mysterious man nodded slowly: "Unfortunately, you know too much."

As he said that, he waved his hand again.

Another golden moon fell and was forced into his mouth.

"Well!"

The young demon cultivator only had time to let out a muffled groan.

boom.

Just like a silver vase falling to the ground, the whole person instantly shattered into millions of pieces. When the breeze blew, it turned into little golden lights and disappeared into the air.

Likewise, there is nothing left of him.

"And you?"

The mysterious man looked at the third beautiful female demon cultivator.

"I...I...I think, one plus one equals...three." The female demon cultivator stuttered out a sentence with tears in her eyes.

"As stupid as a pig, even Fang Yinli from the Immortal League can't answer the question wrong, but you actually answered it wrong!"

The mysterious man shook his head helplessly.

Then, he waved his hand again.

A familiar scene appeared again.

boom.

The female demon cultivator turned into a speck of golden light and disappeared, reincarnating and passing away on the spot.

Finally, the mysterious man's eyes fell on the old man Yin Zhi: "What about you?"

"Lu Li, even if I die and become a ghost, I will never let you go! I curse you to never be reincarnated!" The old man Yin Zhi gritted his iron teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

His eyes were extremely malicious.

"I'm sorry, you don't have a chance to be a ghost. Also, when you go to reincarnation, tell me and Nangong Long that I will take good care of his mother."

The mysterious man said, gently waving his hand.

Three thousand golden moons fell down and hit the old man Yin Zhi.

Puff puff.

In the bright golden moonlight, the old man's whole body trembled violently, and he was pierced by thousands of erupting sword threads a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times!

The whole person was shot directly through the honeycomb!

Full of holes!

Finally, the three thousand golden moons merged together and turned into a golden moon as big as a house, which gently wrapped around the old man Yin Zhi.

The whole person turned into air and disappeared without a trace.

"What a pity. This sword formation is so powerful that even the golden elixir has to flee. But the power of the Seven Emotions consumed is too huge, and the saved power of the Seven Emotions is directly consumed. If these four people hadn't contributed some of the Seven Emotions

I'm so afraid that I won't be able to release even a single strand of Heavenly Demon Sword Qi later."

The mysterious man let out a sigh.

Then, with a big hand, he grabbed all the four people's storage rings, treasure clothes, jade pendants and other spiritual weapons.

"Quick, quick, quick! There are still six more to kill! They are catching up!"

At this time, Jinque Sword Spirit's milky sound and milky urging sounded in my ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious man withdrew his demonic energy, revealing the face of a big man with a yellow face, and the golden Buddha's light shined all over his body.

boom.

He stepped off the cliff.

Explosive force!

The cliff collapsed!

With the powerful recoil, the person flew up into the sky, swept across the sky, and met a flying cultivator from the Tianjue Demon Sect.

"The bald donkey of the Immortal Alliance? Where is Senior Brother Nangong?"

When the young man in silver robe saw this, his expression was startled. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slashed out with a bloody sword light that cut the sky and the earth.

Then, he turned around and ran.

when.

Only a loud bell was heard.

The young man in silver robe looked back and saw that the man's eyebrows were shattered by the blood-colored sword light he struck!

What a terrifying body!

The young man in silver robe was shocked.

Swish.

The big yellow-faced man with golden Buddha light all over his body dodged, swept hundreds of feet in the wind, chased after him, and raised his hand.

A buzzing sound.

Behind him, an extremely thick Buddha light soared into the sky, condensing into an extremely huge sacred Buddha above the scorching sun and white clouds.

Then, golden palm prints fell from the sky.

boom.

There was only a loud sound like a heavenly bell, and the young man in silver robe was completely helpless and was knocked directly into the earth.

On the ground, landslides and earth cracked, smoke and dust billowed, and a thousand-foot-long palm print was immediately revealed!

In the center of the palm print was an inconspicuous pool of blood.

In this way, a demon cultivator with magic power comparable to four Li Jing died under the palm of the Buddha.

Kill with one move!

Swish.

The yellow-faced man rushed out and met another demon cultivator from the Tianjue Demon Sect who was chasing him.

Another palm.
To be continued...