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The Ghost Sword Sect monk looked horrified and staggered back, wanting to retreat in his heart.

At this moment, the Nine Nether Demonic Flames emerged.

In the overwhelming Yin Qi, the nine flame seedlings of the Nine Nether Demon Flame were like nine demons, floating quietly in mid-air.

The Ghost Sword Sect monk was shocked and exclaimed: "This... this... what is this!"

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Want to leave?

That's too late!"

Li Xuan smiled slightly, his eyes were filled with blood, his consciousness merged into the Nine Nether Demonic Flames, and the strange fire monstrous to the sky was like a ferocious beast that pounced on the Ghost Sword Sect monk.

When it comes to true cultivation, Li Xuan is naturally no match for the Ghost Sword Sect monks.

But it happens that the skills practiced by the Ghost Sword Sect monks are related to Yin Qi. It is unlucky to meet a freak like Li Xuan who possesses the complete Nine Nether Demonic Flames! The Ghost Sword Sect monks tried their best to resist, but were still defeated by the Nine Nether Demonic Flames.

Wrapped in the ghostly demon flames! Seeing that he was about to be swallowed up by the nine ghostly demonic flames, the Ghost Sword Sect monk was so horrified that he slapped his chest.

With a crisp "click" sound, two pieces of tarnished jadeite fell from the monk's chest, and a soft force suddenly burst out, blocking the Nine Nether Demonic Flame from swallowing it up.

"Huh!"

Li Xuan only felt a force of repulsion coming fiercely, and frowned slightly.

The Ghost Sword Sect monk stopped him, then immediately turned around and ran away like a frightened bird.

How could Li Xuan let him escape? His face darkened and murderous intent surged, and his spiritual power began to circulate crazily.

Looking at the monk's fleeing back, Li Xuan jumped up with his legs and waved his hand fiercely into the void.

"Bang", there was a muffled sound in the air, and a stream of light fell from the sky, hitting the monk hard on the back.

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the monk flew out more than ten feet like a kite with a broken string, hit a big tree and fell, motionless.

Purple Gold Peak! This terrifying spiritual weapon after transformation weighed a total of 8.88 million kilograms. When it was smashed, all the bones in the Ghost Sword Sect's body were shattered even if they had Nascent Soul cultivation.

The Ghost Sword Sect monk was killed, and the ghost and three skulls released by Black Flag were fixed on the spot.

The Nine Nether Demonic Flames were not willing to let go of these delicacies and devoured them wantonly.

In just a moment, those ghosts let out bursts of screams and were sucked into the Nine Nether Demonic Flames by an invisible force and became nourishment.

Not only the ghost could not escape Li Xuan's devouring, but also the black energy was sucked out of the three skulls and black flags.

This was originally the soul consciousness that the Ghost Sword Sect monks spent a lot of effort to smelt into the spiritual weapon. It was the very place where spirituality was, but it was swallowed up by the Nine Nether Demonic Flames that violently destroyed all natural resources.

When all the ghosts were sucked dry, the skull turned into a pile of bones and shattered into pieces, and the black banner also lost its terrifying aura and turned into a waste without any spirituality.

After a hearty meal, Jiuyou Demon Flame obediently returned to Li Xuan, curling up in his palm like a well-behaved pet.

"Well done.

Now that you’re full, you have to work hard later.”

The terrifying Nine Nether Demon Flame was as cute as a ball of yarn in Li Xuan's hands. After caressing it for a few times, it was returned to the flames.

After plundering the unfortunate Ghost Sword Sect monks, Li Xuan floated away.

After killing two monks in a row, Li Xuan officially started his hunting journey.

Three days later, in a valley on the west side of the Lost Soul Valley, a Ghost Blade Sect monk was attacking a dying blue-eyed dragon lizard.

The eyes of this monster beast are as crystal clear as jasper and are extremely precious alchemy materials.

Seeing the blue-eyed dragon lizard covered in blood, the monk's eyes shone with greedy light.

Finally, the dragon lizard could no longer withstand the mad attack of the ghost sword and fell to the ground with a cry.

The Ghost Sword Sect monk was overjoyed and jumped up to collect the loot.

At this moment, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart. He patted the golden bell pendant on his chest, and a golden light shield came out to cover him.

There was a crisp sound of "dang", and a blood-red flying sword pierced the light shield, but it could not break through, and could only return in vain, returning behind its master.

"What a bastard, he actually attacked your grandfather and me!"

The monk escaped from death and couldn't help but sweat profusely.

Only then did he see that the attacker was a handsome young man with a gentle and harmless smile on his face. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a sinister person who was behind the murder.

It was Li Xuan who took action. He had been wandering around the Valley of Lost Souls in the past few days and had already saved seven or eight lives in his hands.

Li Xuan didn't take the opponent's scolding to heart at all. This was originally a life-and-death situation. If it were him fighting the blue-eyed dragon lizard, the other monks would not hesitate to attack him.

In a place like Lost Soul Valley, there is no distinction between justice and evil, only the difference between life and death! "Destroy it for me!"

Li Xuan was well versed in the principle of quick battle and quick decision, and would never talk nonsense with the opponent. With a shout, the blood-red flying sword once again released a fierce blood light, and fiercely stabbed the golden light shield.

Unexpectedly, the light shield was so strong that even the flying sword could not move it at all.

The Ghost Sword Sect monk showed a sinister look on his face and sneered: "So you only have this ability, so go die!"

The ghost sword swung and roared towards Li Xuan. There was something special about his sword technique. Every time he swung the sword, countless ghosts roared and attacked his consciousness.

Li Xuan snorted coldly, and the strange fire burst out violently.

The ghosts who rushed toward Li Xuan realized something was wrong halfway through the rush, and turned around in a panic and tried to run away.

Unfortunately, where they could escape, a huge suction force came and swallowed them up one by one.

The monk was shocked and exclaimed: "You actually swallowed my ghost, who are you!"

"You don't need to know this!"

Compared with the Nascent Soul monk he killed before, the Ghost Sword Sect monk in front of him was only at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, which left Li Xuan somewhat unsatisfied.

However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh. Once you encounter it, you cannot let it go.

As soon as his footsteps moved, Li Xuan had already rushed to the monk, raised his fingers and grabbed the golden light shield.

The monk was startled by Li Xuan's actions, but when he saw Li Xuan attacking with his bare hands, his face suddenly showed joy.

He opened his mouth and spit out a black Ruyi. The Ruyi grew as long as it hit the wind. In an instant, it became about a foot long, jumped out of the light mask and struck Li Xuan on the head.

A cold spiritual energy rushed towards his face. Li Xuan recognized that the other party was using a first-level spiritual weapon, but he didn't dare to raise his eyebrows. As he muttered words, a ball of blue light suddenly exploded around him.

"Whoa!"

The blue light soared into the sky, and before the black Ruyi's power could be fully released, it was already enveloped.

The monk could see clearly that the blue light turned out to be a ball of extremely cold ice, which froze Hei Ruyi solidly in just an instant.

"Ice Soul Formation!"

The monk knew a little bit about the magic of talisman formations and could recognize the origin of the blue light at a glance.

But he couldn't figure it out no matter what. He clearly didn't see Li Xuan's movements, why could he activate a formation that required careful arrangement in an instant?

It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to figure out the answer. While activating the formation to freeze Hei Ruyi, Li Xuan's fingers were like hooks and he grabbed the golden light shield fiercely.

The moment the fingertips touched the light shield, the Great Universe Sword Technique suddenly erupted, and the fiery force appeared out of thin air and cut into the light shield fiercely.

There was a "click" and the photomask shattered.

The fiery fire shot out of the monk's shocked face, cutting his entire body into pieces! Li Xuan was stunned: "I'll go and beat him to pieces with too much force, and even the Sumeru ring will be broken."

Yes, it’s a loss this time!”


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