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The faint fire suddenly burned above the desolate Demon-Capture Hall. The blue-green ghost fire floated above the Demon-Capture Hall, as if it was a sign of the arrival of something. However, what the vast earth was howling, the ghost fire suddenly drifted into the Demon-Capture Hall for some reason and was swallowed by the darkness of the Demon-Capture Hall, and seemed to have come out forever.
The door of the Demon-Sealing Palace has been closed tightly, and any breath can be revealed.
The wind whizzed and the branches and leaves blew. The jungle around seemed to tremble slightly, and for some reason a chill suddenly emerged in the air.
In the Demon-Sealing Palace, a strange hall stood in the jungle, extremely inconsistent. The red, blue and purple rune marks on the Demon-Sealing Palace also began to shine, but after a moment, it suddenly darkened and it did not shine afterwards.
It stood in the jungle field like a black stone hill.
In the Demon-Sealing Palace, the faint red light became more and more bright, and the red light standing on the wall illuminated most of the Demon-Sealing Palace.
"Puff--" A red and black aura swept over and knocked Xizhi away. "Damn beast---" Xizhi cursed angrily, and his silver hair was already dyed red.
The figure that hit the wall was embedded in it, and a blood mark was stamped on the snow-white cloak. "Wow—" Xizhi could not suppress the injuries in his body, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood again.[
Xizhi supported his body with a giant blade with one hand, jumped down from the wall, panting and looking at the red and black figure not far away, "What a garbage demon palace--" Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The power of the seal of the Demon Palace suddenly disappeared, causing several people to fall into a bitter battle in an instant. "How could this be?" A crack also broke on Leng Xiaoran's chest, and blood did not flow out because the wound had been frozen by his own ice.
"I don't know either." Liu Yun Sect's other half of his face was also covered in blood, with flesh and blood, and it was unbearable to see. "The Demon-Sealing Palace was cast in the moment of casting, which was natural to suppress demons and ghosts. This is its origin and it could not have disappeared suddenly." Liu Yun Sect watched a long sword force as black as scrap iron fell in front of him.
The power of evil spirits in the Demon Palace suddenly disappeared, making the ghosts and gods no longer suppressed, and the aura of ghosts and gods began to rise step by step, and ghosts floated from the passages of the Demon Palace to condense on his illusory body.
The names of ghosts and gods cannot come for nothing, and the gods among ghosts cannot be ordinary ghosts.
"Hu——" With a breath of breath, the ghosts and gods had stabilized. Looking at the three people in front of them, I suddenly felt particularly friendly.
"Swallow your flesh and blood and merge with your souls, I am afraid I will break the void and go away - no matter how bad I can recover my power back then-" The ghosts and gods opened their hands, as if they wanted to embrace the sky and the earth.
The three of them watched as the cultivation level of ghosts and gods had returned to a certain level, and Leng Xiaoran and others were no longer opponents.
"Tai Cang Demon-Sealing Sword can't suppress him anymore." Leng Xiaoran said, "But here is still in the Demon-Sealing Hall..."
Liu Yun Sect was half-squatting on the ground, and the blood on his face was already stained with his plain long clothes. A slightly ferocious look appeared from Liu Yun Sect's gaze. "The Lord of Taicang Demon-Fendering Sword would not fall like this-" and then stood up again.
"If it weren't for your Taicang Demon-Fendering Sword that inspired the last bit of power in the Demon-Fendering Hall, I'm afraid I'd be trapped in the Demon-Fendering Hall forever." The ghost and god looked calm, unlike the previous eccentricity, the cold eyes were not completely blood-red, but a kind of intact penetration of space and time.
The figure standing in the void has turned into physical again, and the extremely textured body is a combination of red and black.
A red cloak hung on his half body, without any clothing, because he was a ghost, and a black and red cloak could replace everything. Under the cloak was dark, as if it was a cave, with Chaos and Void. A mask hung on his face on his upper body, and the hideous mask only revealed a pair of eyes. The mask with a ghost-faced and cow horns could be said to have an extraordinary aura.
A blood-red stroke was carved on the mask, like a blood-red scar, which was scratched from the right eye to the left eye.
"Theory of ghosts and gods, the destiny of demons, the only forests of heaven and earth, the slaughter of gods and ghosts..." The figure standing in the void suddenly stretched out his hands and sprinkled with red and black light, like blood-colored peacock feathers.[
"Oh no—" Leng Xiaoran was shocked, and a black light suddenly flashed from Leng Xiaoran's hands, turning into a black wall, blocking the blood-colored peacock feather coming outside.
"This is!!!" Ghost and god were shocked. What did he feel?
Liu Yun Sect turned over and hid on Leng Xiaoran's body. "Huh--" Liu Yun Sect did not see Leng Xiaoran exuding this power, but Xizhi took five steps back, "It seems he won't do anything." Xizhi laughed in a low voice, throwing the huge blade rolled up in his hand aside.
"What are you going to do?" Leng Xiaoran asked, his expression flowing with a wisp of cold cold, and his face turned pale.
Xizhi whispered in Leng Xiaoran's ear, and nodded in an instant: "That's it."
"Okay--" Leng Xiaoran's eyes flashed with light, and the sky eyes above her eyebrows had dissipated, and she said to Liu Yun Sect: "We will cover you, and you will use the Taicang Demon-Sealing Sword to suppress him again."
"I..." Liu Yunzong was stunned, very confused, but looking at the same look in Leng Xiaoran's eyes, he nodded and said, "I try my best."
The black and red light was temporarily blocked outside. The ghost and god looked at the black light in front of him in amazement. The breath made the ghost and god fear it. "This breath..." The ghost and god whispered in a low voice, "It seems you can't keep it--" The ghost and god closed their eyes slightly, then opened their eyes suddenly, and their ferocious eyes were still frightened even when they passed through the mask.
Leng Xiaoran's injuries were deepening, "Gra--" Even Han Bing could not control it anymore, "Damn it--"
Leng Xiaoran watched Xi Zhi take out a large knife from his back, and the blade was covered with blood red, like a whole piece of blood essence stone cast. "Good knife--" Leng Xiaoran whispered.
"It's not a knife yet--" Xi Zhi stared at the black and red voice not far away with his eyes.
"Ah——" A sharp roar came immediately, and Xizhi rushed over first. A sharp knife fell from the sky. Silver light flashed across half of the ghost and god's arm, but it did not hurt it at all. The silver giant blade suddenly turned into two halves.
However, this is all the virtual and real attacks of Xizhi. At this moment, the blood-colored sword in his hand slashed away. The blood-cut knife was strong and fierce, but it was not placed in the eyes of ghosts and gods. "Hmph--" and he didn't care about Xizhi's attack at all in his laughter.
However, at this time, Leng Xiaoran suddenly disappeared, which made the ghost and god feel, "Yeah!!"
A strong black mist immediately swallowed it behind the ghosts and gods. "Ah--" screams came. This situation caught the ghosts and gods off guard. Although the aura on their bodies was at the peak, they still had not reached the extreme.
So the ghosts and gods were suppressed for a moment. The magic attack in a short period of time was very fatal. This was Leng Xiaoran's surprise attack, and it was also the underestimation of ghosts and gods.
"Good opportunity--" Xi Zhi shouted, and the blood blade in his hand also scattered a blood light and slashed on the body of ghosts and gods. The sword entered his body three times, but it did not hurt ghosts and gods.
At this time, Liu Yunzong suddenly took action and activated the only true energy left in his body. He rushed to the heavenly spirit of ghosts and gods. The black light sword in his hand immediately emitted a black green light, and sword momentums emanated from the sword edge, condensing a breath of killing demons and destroying demons.
With a "crack--" sound, the sword edge sank into the mask and inserted it from the middle of the ghost's eyebrows.
"Ye——" A tragic cry came, and the purest demon-sealing aura of heaven and earth ran straight into the bodies of ghosts and gods.
"Good example-" Xizhi also expressed his appreciation for Liu Yun Sect for the first time.
However, everyone's faces changed. The figure in the black fog seemed to be rioting rapidly. The breath in his body began to rise step by step, and in an instant it dispersed the black aura around his body and rushed out.
With his hands swung, he threw Liu Yun Sect and Xizhi aside, "Oh no - is there really going to be any step?" Xizhi's eyes began to turn red, and his breath was a little rapid. A trace of this person's white hair appeared from Xizhi's body.
"Puff--" Leng Xiaoran's figure appeared again, but was in front of the ghosts and gods. "Hmph--Don't think that you have this kind of power, you can do whatever you want in front of me." Although the ghosts and gods were injured, the Taicang Demon-Fendering Sword inserted into the eyebrows was still suppressing him. However, he strangled Leng Xiaoran's neck with one hand, and his face turned pale and red.
"The opportunity...will take a try here-" Leng Xiaoran said intermittently, his body swaying a little.
"The true body of the white tiger - the tiger collapse -" A huge white figure suddenly pounced on the body of ghosts and gods, biting ghosts and gods half of them, and then suddenly slashed a blood knife from the white tiger's grab, and the blood knife was filled with the breath of blood.
"How is it possible—ah——" A horrified voice, the sound was not disguised, and his heart began to tremble.
Leng Xiaoran showed a cruel smile, and the blood-blue long robe all over her body turned black. Her eyes looked at the ghosts and gods like vortexes, and her hands grabbed the ghosts and gods. The black aura had already penetrated the ghosts and gods.
At the same time, the blood knife had already slashed the heads of ghosts and gods. The white tiger was covered in blood red, and its white hair turned into a transparent and bright like a blood crystal.
"Roar—" The roar, the magnificent and sad roar came from the mouth of the white blood-colored giant tiger, and his jaw had already loosened the ghosts and gods.
"Roar—" The roar seemed to penetrate the Demon-Closing Palace, shaking the sky and breaking through the dawn.