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When retreating, it will also prompt a targeted attack from a large magic circle, forcing Bei Mingxiu to frequently use the supernatural power of the ghost sword.

The more times you use it, the more Yinsi will be able to gain insight into Bei Mingxiu's weakness and precisely lock his movement trajectory.Even if Bei Mingxiu is brave, good at fighting and not afraid of death, it is difficult for him to survive in the face of such a cunning enemy.

As Bei Mingxiu's third ghost image shattered, he was no longer able to summon new ghost images.

Losing the protective power of the ghost shadow, the disciples of the dead souls of the demonic way were defeated by the Tianzun generals of the Yin Division, like wolves entering a flock of sheep, they were defeated and defeated, tens of thousands were killed and injured in an instant.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were about to burst, but he was powerless to stop it.

Whenever his true self kills the Tianzun warrior of the Yin Division, the two supervisors will launch a deadly surprise attack on him.

The more Bei Mingxiu fought, the colder he became. He remembered the battle of the Conferred Gods 3000 years ago.

3000 years ago, he led an army of ghosts from the demonic realm to a decisive battle against the two realms of humans and immortals on the coast of the East China Sea. The battle situation at that time was almost the same as it is today.

Desire to kill the enemy, powerless to return to heaven.

After the demon army was completely wiped out, he himself was killed in the depths of the East China Sea by the sword of Huolong Daoist.

Although a person dies, there are remnants left behind.

Later, he was rescued by Chen Yang, the patriarch of Yinshan Mountain, and brought to Taiyin Mountain to become the head of the twelve evil spirits of Yinshan Mountain.

"Bei Mingxiu, if you are willing to surrender, the Great Emperor will allow you to be the Northern Ghost Emperor, and Luofeng Mountain will be under your jurisdiction." Seeing Bei Mingxiu's resolute face, as if he was about to burn everything at any time, the Humane Supervisor spoke out to confuse him.

"Disciple of the Demon Dao, eternal red." Bei Mingxiu slashed his sword vigorously and responded loudly.

"Hehe, death is nothing, so what does it matter to you if you die forever?" The Humane Supervisor said with a sneer.

"Bei Mingxiu wouldn't be what I am today without the original master of the demonic way. As long as the demonic way is still there, I will always be a disciple of the demonic way!"

"It seems that you are really obsessed with obsession. Well, let me see how long your soul can burn, kill!"

In the face of another ultimate move by the two supervisors, Bei Mingxiu did not use the ghost sword to evade this time, but took the initiative to meet it.

His soul is exhausted, and he is about to burn out.

If the two inspectors of the Yin Division could not return together, the Battle of Liubo Mountain would be a real disastrous defeat, and it would also increase the pressure on Jiang Xueyang, who presides over the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

Seeing that Bei Mingxiu took the initiative to meet the enemy, the two supervisors avoided at the same time.

The humane inspector was the most treacherous, dragging the floating butcher spear to escape, but deliberately slowed down to lure the enemy, and when Bei Mingxiu got close, he stabbed the floating butcher spear out from under the ribs with his backhand, and fled with the gun.

In order to save her divine sense, Bei Mingxiu only attacked but not defended, and was pierced through the lower abdomen by the Buddha spear, and the blood gushed out like a tide, turning into endless black air and collapsing.

Even his Dao ancestor's body couldn't withstand the close-up piercing of the Buddha spear, and the armor on his body had long been torn to pieces in the previous fight.

After suffering this severe injury, Bei Mingxiu's vitality is about to be cut off.

3000 years ago, he did not disappoint the magic way.

After 3000 years, he is still willing to make a fortune for the magic way.

Sensing the approach of death, Bei Mingxiu, a tough guy with a strong blood, suddenly felt tenderness in his heart.

No longer chasing and killing the two supervisors, he turned his head and looked towards Kunwu Mountain in the west.

In the waters of Kunwu Mountain, there is his most beloved person.

Liu Fengshuang, who was fighting bloody battle, seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and looked back at Liubo Mountain at the same time.

When the two get along, the most romantic thing is to sit on the cliff of Beiming Mountain and watch the sea.

In addition, they gave all their tenderness to the life-and-death battle of Mo Dao.

Caring about the life and death of their lover is their mutual thoughts.

Whenever the war is over, looking at each other's fresh faces is their happiest moment.

As the commander of the Yaozu, Liu Fengshuang certainly knew the danger of the Liubo Mountain battle.

And before this battle started, there was such a conversation between them.

Bei Mingxiu said to Liu Fengshuang: "If something happens to me, don't cry in front of my grave. You should know that I'm not there."

Liu Fengshuang said to Bei Mingxiu: "I know that you will become the most beautiful flower on the banner of the Demon Dao. I will continue to fight for the Demon Dao. After I die, I hope I can bloom by your side."

Thinking of this, tears flow like rain.

The sadness that cannot be vented turned into endless killing intent.

Shouted in a voice that was almost behind him: "Disciple of the Demonic Dao, eternal red."

Into the depths of the starry sky behemoth army.

……

"There is no army of dead souls of the god of death, they are as weak as ants. Die, you evil souls who should have been sent to the eighteenth level of hell long ago."

A high-level Tianzun warrior of the Yin Division swung the chains burning with hellfire in his hands, and swept away the disciples of the demonic soul.

On the contrary, those who were hit by him were all cut off in the middle, and burned to ashes by the fire at the same time.

In this battle, he couldn't remember exactly how many ghost disciples of the demonic path had been slaughtered.

The shadow of fear left in their hearts by the way of forgetting the devil, and the shame brought to the Yin Division by the battle of Death God and Guimenguan, all were vented in this battle.

After killing all the dead soul disciples around him, the high-ranking warrior of the underworld looked up at the sky.

He saw Bei Mingxiu floating in the air, felt his breath was weak, and felt that his vitality was about to disappear.

This high-ranking warrior of the underworld was moved by greed.

If Bei Mingxiu could be beheaded, he would definitely gain supreme military merit.

At the same time, there are still many Tianzun generals of the Yin Division who are eyeing Bei Mingxiu, and they all want to gain this military merit.

Thinking of this, a ruthless determination flashed in the eyes of this high-ranking general of the Yin Division, and suddenly he rose up, shot first, and swept towards Bei Mingxiu with chains burning with hellfire.

Bei Mingxiu didn't have much vitality, and the remaining divine sense was not enough to use the method of escaping from the sky with the ghost sword.

He can't do anything other than blow up the porch and return to the enemy.

However, it is undoubtedly the biggest mockery of fate for such a veteran of the demonic way to return home with the unknown people of the Yin Division.

However, if he doesn't do this, what other options does he have?

At the moment when Bei Mingxiu was about to destroy the porch, he suddenly felt a familiar coercion of divine sense rushing quickly from the northern sky.