Yama arrives

Du Yun looked at Xiao Zhao worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Xiao Zhao was also terrified at first, thinking her body had exploded, but when she calmed down and checked, she found that she had broken through from the seventh level of Hualing to the first level of True Spirit.

This huge breakthrough made Xiao Zhao very pleasantly surprised. After regaining her senses, she started exercising again, but was stopped by Du Yun.

"What's the matter, Master?" Xiao Zhao's pretty face flushed, she was too ashamed to raise her head.

Du Yun stroked her head and said, "A few of my friends are still fighting with ghosts outside, how about fighting again after we save them?"

Xiao Zhao nodded shyly, then got up from Du Yun, quickly dressed and put on the veil.

"You have a husband, do you still want to wear a veil?" Du Yun asked while putting on his clothes.

Xiao Zhao nodded: "Yes, Mr. Xiang, according to the rules of the sect, only Mr. Xiang is allowed to see my appearance."

Du Yun was overjoyed.

This rule is really good. With Xiao Zhao's beautiful appearance, if he walks on the street, he will definitely attract the attention of all men. At that time, he will have countless rivals in love, which will be a lot of potential troubles for Du Yun.

After getting dressed, Du Yun walked to the Qilin sword again.

At this time, the magic sword was dim, like a scrap iron sword, Du Yun was a little confused, looked at Xiao Zhao and asked, "What's going on here?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head: "Master! I have also confiscated this sword before, so I don't know much about its situation, why not pull it out and try again."

Du Yun stretched out his hand and tried to draw his sword.

It didn't come out the first time.

The unicorn sword seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it was firmly fixed to the ground.

Du Yun lost his temper.

Secretly mobilized a mouthful of spiritual power, and exerted force in his hand.

Swish!

Raise the sky full of sand.

With a crisp sword chant, the unicorn sword rose into the sky, and the originally dim sword body flickered with fire. The flame was not as intense as before, and there was only a trace of fire, which kept wandering around the sword body.

Du Yun stood with the magic sword in his hand and closed his eyes.

Suddenly there was a feeling in his mind, as if it was not the first time he was holding this sword, but a friend he had known for many years.

The long sword cut down.

There was a popping sound in the air.

A flash of fire flickered, and in an instant, a row of wide cracks exploded on the opposite rock wall.

Xiao Zhaomei's eyes were radiant, and she hugged Du Yun excitedly: "Master! You succeeded! You subdued the Qilin Sword."

Du Yun held the sword behind his back with one hand, and touched Xiao Zhao's head with the other: "I subdued the Qilin Sword, you should be sad, this is a sacred object of your demon clan, and now it has fallen into the hands of an outsider."

Xiao Zhao raised his head and said seriously, "You are my husband-in-law, not an outsider."

Du Yun jokingly said: "With such a sword, you are not afraid that I will take it away alone, and then keep hiding from you?"

The expression on Xiao Zhao's face gradually dimmed from surprise, she took a step back, kept a distance of half a meter from Du Yun, and said slowly: "If that's the case, Xiao Zhao will accept her fate, I didn't avenge my father, and lost If you own the Qilin Sword and become a sinner of the Demon Race, then you will commit suicide here and apologize."

Although Xiao Zhao didn't put a knife on her neck, it can be seen from her expression that every word she said will be fulfilled.

For an instant.

Du Yun felt the pain in his heart like being pricked by a needle. He took a step forward, hugged Xiao Zhao into his arms again, and said solemnly: "Remember! From now on, you can only die if I let you die."

Chapter 386 The Demon King

On the edge of the river of resentment.

The demon girl and the others have been fighting the ghosts for a long time.

Under the continuous attack of several people, the ghost giant still stood. Although dense cracks appeared on its body, there was no sign of collapsing for a while.

After the fierce battle, several people were exhausted.

The holy king old man who fell into the river of resentment and was rescued by the witch before had withdrawn from the battle and lay unconscious under a tree.

Pang Yu, Zhang Yiming, and another holy king, the three of them gathered together, and they dared not separate too far, because their stellar qi was exhausted, and they could easily be killed by ghost giants alone.

The demon girl became the main attacking force in the later stage of the battle, attacking and whipping again and again, suppressing the threat of ghosts and giants.During the battle, the woman also suffered a lot of injuries, her black veil was torn, and her youth suddenly appeared.

Sudden.

A loud bang.

The ground under his feet began to shake violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Several people stopped immediately, and the figures retreated one after another.

The ghost giant was taken aback immediately, the fiery red light in its eyes quickly dimmed, and the ferocious aura on its body also dissipated.

Rumble!

The shaking of the ground became more and more violent.

On the Resentment River, a black spring spewed out.

That black spring went straight into the sky and continued continuously, as if the entire river was surging and swaying to the end.

Suddenly, a flame loomed in the black fountain.

A familiar voice rang out.

"Ants and ghosts, look at the sword!"

A flash of sword light pierced the void and fell straight to the ground.

There was a loud explosion.

The ghost giant collapsed in an instant, turning into streaks of black air and dispersing.

The howling of ghosts and wolves resounded in the forest.

Du Yun fell from the sky alone with his sword, as if a fairy had come into the world.

Pang Yu and the others were dumbfounded.