"Xuanyuan Miaoxiang, I didn't expect you to be here today, right?"
In the Demon Realm, in an open space halfway up the Sarans Snow Mountain, a group of Demon Realm people dressed in black robes and wearing uniform bronze masks on their faces were besieging the disciples of the Black Iron Sect of the Human Realm who were trapped in a corner.
The leader is none other than the ruler of the demon world, the Demon Lord. At this time, the Demon Lord, who was speaking normally, had a low but pleasant voice. It turned out to be a magnetic, very beautiful voice of a woman!
However, the Demon Lord wore a ghostly bronze mask on her face and a large black robe on her body. It was not possible to tell what her appearance and figure were, but it could only be seen that she was relatively tall.
This is the day after the passage between the human and demon worlds was firmly connected.
After the attempt to seize the sword failed, the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world, headed by Xuanyuan Qingwu, were immediately hunted down by the demon cultivators who had prepared for it. Although Xuanyuan Qingwu’s wisdom and Long Qingbing
With the fighting power of others, the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world have saved the day many times. However, in the home battle, they took advantage of the right time, location, and people. Under the leadership of the Demon Lord, the demon cultivators finally ended up in the northernmost part of the demon world.
On the Saransi Snow Mountain, the path for the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world is blocked.
"I did underestimate you, Demon Lord... I never thought that my planned move would be known to you in the demon world in advance." At this time, Dance Chief Xuanyuan Qing was protected in the center of the formation by the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world.
Her hair was scattered and messy, and she had a few minor injuries on her body. But her temperament was still calm and indifferent, and combined with her peerless appearance, she still had a grace that people dared not look at.
Standing next to her is Long Qingbing, the number one master of the Xuantie Sect in the human world. He has the same outstanding appearance and the same aloof temperament, but Long Qingbing is less calm and calm than Xuanyuan Qingwu, and more
There was a touch of coldness and sharpness. At this time, Long Qingbing held a sword in his right hand and a stack of ice talismans in his left hand. He looked at the demon cultivators in front of him with an indifferent expression, like a piece of mysterious ice that had not melted for thousands of years.
With the two women as the core, the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world looked determined. Although they were in a desperate situation, as long as Xuanyuan Qingwu and Long Qingbing had not fallen, it seemed that the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world would never
Lost combat power!
"What a pity..." Even though she was an opponent, the Demon Lord had to admire Xuanyuan Qingwu and Long Qingbing's outstanding temperament. She shook her head and said, "A wise man will make a mistake after thinking a lot. Xuanyuan's wonderful appearance
, you are already powerful enough, but you are not a god after all, and you will always make miscalculations. But unfortunately, your miscalculation this time was in the hands of me, and you can only end up like this.
Already..."
"You and I both know the legend. Those who hold seven Soul Swords will be able to follow the master of the Life Soul Sword into the fairy world. There is only one set of Soul Swords, and in this world that has no future, as long as it is a practitioner,
, who still wants to stay? I can’t say, it can only be obtained by those who are capable..."
"We knew it before we came here. If we don't succeed, we will be benevolent. I, the disciples of Xuantie Sect in the human world, have been ordered to guard the Soul Sword for generations. If anyone wants to take it away, just step over our corpses." Xuanyuan Qingwu smiled lightly.
He smiled as if he was just talking about something insignificant.
After saying that, Xuanyuan Qingwu turned around and patted the head of a little boy hidden behind her and said, "Are you afraid?"
The little boy's smart eyes rolled twice, he rubbed his face against Xuanyuan Qingwu's hand, and said with a smile: "Kiss me, beautiful aunt, and I won't be afraid."
"Good boy!" Xuanyuan Qingwu's face showed a look of appreciation, and then she smiled sweetly, lowered her head and kissed the little boy's forehead. But when she was about to kiss the little boy's forehead, the little boy suddenly raised his head,
The sound of "bada" smelled sweet on Xuanyuan Qingwu's mouth.
"It smells so good~" the little boy chuckled and licked his lips.
"...Little pervert." A blush flashed across Xuanyuan Qingwu's face, and she lightly hit the little boy on the head.
This little boy is none other than Yang Tian.
After dealing with the matters in the human world, Yang Tian immediately set off for the demon world as soon as the passage between the human and demon worlds was stable. With his cultivation far beyond this plane and his powerful telepathy, Yang Tian had no doubts
Found traces of the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world.
However, at that time, the Xuantie Sect in the human world was avoiding the pursuit of the demon cultivators. There was a turbulent situation, and they were extremely wary of any outsiders who suddenly appeared. They did not want to intervene too roughly among them, but they also met Xuanyuan Qingwu again, which aroused Yang's attention.
The trace of beautiful memories in Tian's heart was also fun. Yang Tian changed his body and turned into a child.
When Xuanyuan Qingwu and others met Yang Tian, he was being chased by a snow wolf while pretending to be screaming. After the kind-hearted Xuanyuan Qingwu ordered his men to rescue him, he was fooled by Yang Tian.
Thinking he was an orphan in distress, he took him with him.
Along the way, Yang Tian seemed to have returned to Tian Yuan Xing's childhood, spending time with Xuanyuan Qingwu and taking advantage of her with confidence. This feeling made Yang Tian feel nostalgic, so for a while, he was not in a hurry to show up.
Real body, anyway, so far, the demon cultivators have not really put Xuanyuan Qingwu and others in great danger.
"Since you have made up your mind, Xuanyuan Miaoxiang, don't blame me for being ruthless." The Demon Lord shook his head and sighed again. Apparently, he still wanted her to kill people like Xuanyuan Qingwu and Long Qingbing.
I find it quite a pity.
Immediately, the Demon Lord softly said to a demon cultivator next to him who had a golden badge on his chest: "Maria, do it."
"Yes!" The demon cultivator named Maria responded solemnly. Then, she formed a strange mudra with her hands and chanted a difficult-to-pronounce spell.
Suddenly, a burst of black aura emitted from her body. With this aura as the core, all the demon cultivators also exuded a black aura that echoed each other. This aura became thicker and thicker, and in an instant it was already
Like heavy ink, it exudes a pungent smell. It is obvious that these demon cultivators are activating some kind of powerful magic circle.
"Hmph!" Although he didn't know what kind of magic circle the other party formed, it was obviously not a good choice to let them continue to use it. At this moment, Long Qing snorted coldly, waved his left hand, and a stack of ice talismans were like butterflies.
Like flying in front of her.
Then, she swung the long sword in her right hand quickly, instantly penetrating all the ice talismans, and a biting cold air suddenly spread across the sword.
Finally, Long Qingbing's long sword struck at the opponent's black air mass without stopping, like a bolt of ice lightning.
At the same time, other disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world also took action. Thunder talisman, fire talisman, military talisman... all kinds of talismans turned into thunder, fire, and sharp blades all over the sky, surging towards the black air mass.
go.
"Bah!" There was a crisp sound. When the fastest Long Qingbing pierced the air mass with his sword, it made a sound like sulfuric acid corroding flesh.
"Be careful, don't get too close!" Xuanyuan Qingwu's face changed drastically and she immediately warned.
But her shouting was obviously a little too late. Long Qingbing and some more skilled disciples of the Black Iron Sect in the human world immediately stopped their moves and retreated after hearing the reminder, avoiding the erosion of the black mist.
However, there were still a few disciples of the Black Iron Sect in the human world who were slow to respond. Their attacks were entangled in the black mist and backfired. They instantly turned black all over and fell to the ground screaming loudly.
Xuanyuan Qingwu hurriedly picked up a disciple of the Black Iron Sect in the human world who fell on the ground, took out a few pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth. But the condition of the disciple of the Black Iron Sect in the human world did not seem to improve at all.
, the blackness on his face is even thicker!
"This black mist is so toxic that even my sect's antidote cannot work!" Xuanyuan Qingwu frowned.
"No, beautiful aunt, your medicine is very effective." At this time, Yang Tian's voice came from the side. When Xuanyuan Qingwu lowered his head and looked again, he found that the disciple of the Xuantie Sect in the human world in his arms was really black.
It was completely dissipated and out of danger. However, even though the poison was dissipated, the disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world still looked tired and weak, and it was impossible for them to have any fighting power in a short period of time.
"...It's strange, even if this medicine is useful, it won't take effect so quickly." Xuanyuan Qingwu said curiously.
"Beautiful aunt, don't stay there in a daze, there are still injured people here." Xuanyuan Qingwu was stunned. Yang Tian had already dragged another poisoned disciple of the Xuantie Sect from the human world to Xuanyuan Qingwu. Saving people is like
Xuanyuan Qingwu had no time to think about putting out the fire, so he quickly fed the disciple the elixir. Just like before, this time the elixir also took effect very quickly and eliminated the poison almost instantly. Xuanyuan Qingwu was pleasantly surprised,
She didn't notice that Yang Tian would secretly stuff another kind of pill into the mouths of the disciples of the Black Iron Sect in the human world every time before feeding her the pill.
However, despite the magical elixir, the black mist formation of the demon cultivator was really powerful. The disciples of the Xuantie Sect in the human world were poisoned one after another and lost their fighting power. Soon, only Long Qingbing was left.
Struggling to resist the invasion of black mist.
But obviously, Long Qingbing's increasingly paler complexion and increasingly loud breathing showed that she couldn't hold on for much longer.
"I didn't expect that demon cultivators would actually have such methods..." Seeing that the situation was over, Xuanyuan Qingwu let out a long sigh, "That's all. Today, I, a disciple of the Xuantie Sect, will be benevolent and be benevolent."
"Beautiful aunt, don't give up so early. I think Sister Long may not be able to resist." Yang Tian hugged Xuanyuan Qingwu and rubbed her in a seemingly comforting manner.
"Silly boy, what do you know..." Xuanyuan Qingwu touched Yang Tian's head and said with a bitter smile, "It's a pity that you were innocent, but you were implicated by us."
"Believe me, aunt, Sister Long can resist it." Yang Tian let go of Xuanyuan Qingwu and smiled faintly. At this moment, for some reason, the smile of this seemingly ordinary and weak little boy actually made Xuanyuan Qingwu smile.
Wu Wu felt an inexplicable sense of confidence for no reason.
"You..." Xuanyuan Qingwu was in a daze. The little boy's smile at that moment gave her a very familiar and strange feeling, as if she could trust him unconditionally.
"If Auntie doesn't believe it, just see for yourself. I think Sister Long has the upper hand now." After saying that, Yang Tian pointed in the direction of Long Qingbing. Xuanyuan Qingwu couldn't help but follow Yang Tian's pointing and looked over.
At this moment, she did not see a flash of light flash in Yang Tian's eyes, a soft light that no one could detect based on the cultivation level of the people present, and contained the energy of "the way of nature" from Yang Tian.
It spread out from Tian's body and merged into Long Qingbing's body.
"Zheng!" At this moment, the white cold air that had faded on Long Qingbing's body suddenly expanded. With a simple sword flower from her, the cold air spun like a windmill, turning all the people around.
All the black mist blew away.
"Puff! Puff!" Several demon cultivators presiding over the black mist formation suddenly spit out blood and fell to the ground exhausted.
"Huh?" At this moment, both Xuanyuan Qingwu and Demon Lord showed a hint of shock on their faces. Even Long Qingbing himself obviously did not expect that his simple sword would have such an effect.
However, Long Qingbing would not let go of this good opportunity to pursue the victory. After just being stunned for a moment, she wordlessly raised her sword and rushed towards the only demon king who was still alive.
"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that Miss Long's cultivation level has become so advanced after not seeing each other for a few years, which makes me very surprised!" The Demon Lord laughed, shook the black sword in his hand, and finally took action himself.
.
"Peng!" The black long sword with a black, flame-like aura slammed into Long Qingbing's cold air, immediately knocking Long Qingbing back three or four steps.
"This Demon Lord's cultivation level is higher than I thought..." Yang Tian murmured to himself. In just one round, he had already seen that the Demon Lord's cultivation level was much higher than Long Qingbing's, even though
With a bit of energy assistance of his own, Long Qingbing, who is already at the end of his strength, is no match for the Demon Lord.
Secretly, Yang Tian knelt down and grabbed a handful of stones in his hand.
"Huh!" At this time, the Demon Lord had taken advantage of Long Qingbing's lack of strength and stabbed her sword at the loophole in her defense, almost succeeding at the sight. However...
"Chi!", an extremely weak voice that was difficult to detect even if you listened carefully suddenly came out. A small stone hit the tip of the Demon Lord's sword accurately and turned into a pile of powder scattered by the wind.
But the Demon Lord's sword also missed its target due to the attack of stones, and it slashed along Long Qingbing's body.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Qingbing launched a sudden counterattack and almost succeeded.
In the subsequent battles, with a higher level of cultivation than Long Qingbing, Demon Lord seized the flaw several times and posed a threat to Long Qingbing. But each time, he was deftly resolved by Yang Tian's stones.
With the Demon Lord's cultivation, he couldn't see through Yang Tian's methods at all. He only thought that Long Qingbing had practiced some weird magic that could be used for air defense. The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and his aura gradually weakened.
With the price rising, Long Qingbing's offensive became more and more fierce, and finally...
With a "swipe" sound, Long Qingbing's sword cut through the Demon Lord's defense and headed towards her neck. The Demon Lord was shocked and hurriedly leaned back, barely avoiding the sword, but her face
The mask on his head was swept by the tip of the sword, and it split into two pieces and fell into dust.
"No, it can't be!" Yang Tian suddenly exclaimed after seeing the true face of the Demon Lord clearly.