Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

The suction force generated by the broken barrier almost swallows the entire demon world before it stops.

The lotus blooming from the hot air quickly withered, and the gauze-like mist-like petals enveloped each demon cultivator, resisting the earth-shaking and heavenly shaking.

The chanting of the name became louder and louder.

This is the power they have surrendered to for thousands of years, and the reason why they cannot deny Xu Tong's identity.

In the demon world, no one can match it.

The shaking has subsided, but the sword is still moving forward.

The sword that created the world in the demon world finally passed through the void and stopped firmly in front of Yun Ci.

After the sword stopped for a breath, the blazing hurricane rolled up her clothes from bottom to top.

The girl next to her raised her hand to support her bun, and looked along the sword body which was as tall as a mountain.

Seeing the tip that was piercing the sky and trying to penetrate the sky, everything I wanted to say was choked.

After a while, when the wind calmed down, she managed to formulate her words: "Are you sword cultivators so arrogant in everything you do?" She turned around and saw Yun Ci, who was hunched over with one arm folded, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?!"

After Yun Ci saw this apprentice sword, the demonic energy that had been quietly lurking in her body began to stir and go crazy.

The area on his left hand where Xu Tong had injured him seemed to have been heated by hot water. Demonic energy flowed rapidly along the meridians to the Dantian, but suddenly dissipated.

It was as if the riot was just to tell her that this was Xu Tong's work.

Although it was in line with his behavior, the feeling of demonic energy eroding spiritual power was really bad.

"It's Xu Tong." Yun Ci said while looking down.

Logically speaking, if such a huge sword appeared out of thin air, the ground should be destroyed.

But when they looked at it, they realized that the sword was thrust out of a certain cloud under their feet, like a portal created out of thin air.

The shining sword suddenly gave birth to a black mist.

Immediately afterwards, the mist spread out like water waves, scattering the surrounding clouds and covering up the red light.

Yun Ci speculated based on the demonic energy that had just rioted: "He did this because he wanted me to go to the demon world."

There is no passage between the human world and the demon world, and it takes a lot of time for Yun Ci to find the way.

"How does he know your location? If a monk goes to the devil world, he will easily give birth to inner demons."

Hearing the hoarse voice, Xiang Niang raised her hand distressedly and patted Yun Ci's back, trying to use this action to relieve her pain.

This gentle movement made Yun Ci raise his eyes and smile: "Thank you."

Ji Niang blinked: "I just saw that those mortals like to use such actions..."

His wandering eyes met those bright eyes that hid the stars, and he pretended that he might be mistaken and did not continue to speak.

He spread his hands in front of him and condensed a brilliantly colored light spot: "I can't stop you and I can't accompany you."

"Following the spiritual power to leave the body can touch the dream." The light points disappeared into Yunci's hand like flying crystals, and Xi Niang said softly, "You can trap the inner demon...or something that is not good for you."

The thing felt warm and Yun Ci gently held it: "This thing is very useful."

These simple words were a serious response to Concubine's rare kindness.

There seemed to be an unknown seed in his chest at the moment, and the slight movement of taking root and sprouting made his fingers tremble.

"There are not many monks who don't know how to kill monsters at the sight of them." Xiang Niang looked away again, put down her hands and took a step back, "You have to live well and don't die so soon."

"it is good."

The mist disappeared along with the sword shadow after Yun Ci threw himself in.

Haoniang raised her hand to touch her bun out of habit, but her fingertips touched something with a different texture than the pearl hairpin.

She took off the excess stuff on her head.

It's a peony in full bloom.