[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"It's a pity that you don't have this ability." Song Ci'an said lightly, as if there were not enough people in front of him to catch his eye.

"Really? I want to give it a try and let you see if I have this ability!" A look of madness flashed across Demon Lord's face.

One black and one white suspended between heaven and earth, in a state of opposites. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, the sky and the earth were suspended in darkness, and the magma on the ground was flowing with a red light. A strong wind blew by, causing the clothes of the two people to flutter.

The wind between heaven and earth became even fiercer. Two swords, one black and one white, stood opposite each other. The black demonic energy and the white spiritual power formed a wall of energy to oppose each other.

The two great masters in the combined stage faced each other with great force. The world in this area was constantly shaking, and spiritual power and demonic energy rushed towards them. The person with poor cultivation was actually shocked to the point of vomiting blood. The sharp air flow passed by, causing the ground to tremble. The mountains trembled, and gravel rolled on the ground and mountains. The mountain spewing lava behind him was cut in half, and the lava splattered in all directions on those who had no time to avoid it.

Faced with such power, some people evacuate, while others are reluctant to give up. It is actually possible that both sides will suffer losses and then make mistakes.

The lightsabers met, and the overflowing spiritual power and demonic energy directly swept those who were close to them into pieces. Their flesh and blood were scattered and fell into the rolling magma with the wind.

The frost sword in front of Qi An emits dark blue light, wrapping Qi An in it. The sword energy of the two swords was connected. The sword energy that could roll others into pieces actually avoided Qi An's position, while the overflowing demonic energy was directly blocked by the frost sword's sword energy.

No matter how high a sword reaches the sky, it is just broken metal if the owner cannot use it. However, the Frost Sword in front of him can actually resist the scattered demonic energy during the integration period. Qi An's heart is slightly moved. Therefore, it is the spiritual power injected into the Hanyue Sword by the master. Follow the link to enter the Frost Sword to protect your own safety.

This kind of master has no resemblance to the one before. Looking at the banished immortal in white holding a sword in front of him, Qi An felt his heartbeat rapidly accelerating.

The wind was blowing everywhere, and no one could get close to the two of them. Feeling the demonic energy passing through his body, leaving a wound and bright red blood spurting out, the Demon Lord's strength actually became stronger than before.

Ignoring the crazy smile of the Demon Lord in front of him because of hurting Song Ci'an, dark purple thunder struck down in the calamity cloud, which was actually mixed with a little golden light.

There is not much time left, this battle must be ended before the thunder tribulation officially begins!

He raised his eyes and looked at the Najie guarded by the Demon Lord in his lapel. The elixir just now was put into it by the Demon Lord. Feeling the remaining aura on it, it was the Najie of the casual cultivator who had just been killed by the Demon Lord. After killing the casual cultivator, the Demon Lord took his Najie and put the robbed elixir into it.

The owner of the contract had just died, and Najie was very fragile at this time.

Song Ci'an thought slightly and allowed the black sword with demonic aura in front of him to pierce into his shoulder. The blood flowed out and dyed the white clothes red. Song Ci'an took a step back, barely holding his sword on the ground, and stood firm.

Upon seeing this, the Demon Lord activated his magic power, and the sword penetrated Song Cian's shoulder directly, turned around and returned to the Demon Lord's hand. The hilt of the sword that had penetrated the flesh was stained with bright red blood. The long, white, well-jointed fingers holding it were instantly stained red with blood.

The demonic energy corroded the wounds, invaded the limbs and bones along the tendons, and tore at Song Ci'an's meridians and flesh. Song Cian, who was standing with the sword in his hand, had swaying steps and seemed to be unsteady on his feet. Seeing Song Cian's appearance at this moment, the Demon Lord stood with a sword in his hand, a look of madness on his face, "It's a pity that you can't see us at the top of the road." As he said this, he swung his sword to stab Song Cian directly. Heart.

The Demon Lord, who thought he was sure of victory, relaxed his vigilance, and the demonic aura surrounding him was dispersed. Song Cian moved his fingers slightly, turned his wrist and swung the sword propped on the ground very fast. The long sword swung, one strike struck at the Demon Lord's heart, and the other struck directly at the protected Na Ring.

The Demon Lord raised his hand, but the sword energy rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed. He could only save his life or the ring.

The Demon Lord raised his sword to protect the sword energy that hit his heart, but the Najie that could not be protected in time was split into two, and the various treasures in the Najie also fell down, and the fairy medicine It was even split into two by the sword energy.

The original treasures of the casual cultivator and the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that the Demon Lord had just conveniently put into the ring fell down in an instant, but no one present dared to go up and grab them. People die for money and birds die for food, but losing your life for money is not worth it.

This sword energy was actually stronger than the one he had just confronted. He was actually lying to himself, tempting himself to let down his guard. The demon looked at Song Cian with angry eyes, "You are so despicable." He gritted his teeth and fell to pieces. Chase after the elixir.

Song Ci'an didn't give him a chance at all, and stabbed the Demon Lord in the heart with his sword. Puff, there was a sound of the sword piercing flesh and blood. The Demon Lord reached out to grab half of the fallen elixir, raised his hand to remove the sword that had pierced his heart, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You Ye, you lost." Song Ci'an withdrew his sword. The white sword body was stained with bright red blood at the tip and was dripping on the ground.

The guardians on the left and right stepped forward to help You Ye, but were knocked away by You Ye's sword energy, "Get away!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, You Ye showed a rare look of tranquility on his crazy face, "I didn't lose, it was you who lost. It was you and that damn person, no, he is already dead, haha, die Now." He said with a twisted smile on his face.

Feeling the excitement in his heart, which belonged to the original owner, and his obsession with the person in front of him still lingered, Song Ci An calmed down the excitement in his heart and let out a breath.

You Ye and Song Ci'an have known each other since they were young. The two have a good relationship, and they both show their talents in cultivation. The two of them had outstanding talents and excellent bones, and were accepted as disciples by the previous head of the Yunxiao Sect.

The two are the only disciples of the leader, Song Ci'an is his senior brother, and You Ye is his junior brother. The two have been together for more than two hundred years. They entered the world of cultivation together, worshiped the master as their master together, made elixirs together, broke elixirs together to become babies, and broke through to become gods together.

Song Ci'an lowered his head. If that incident hadn't happened, the two of them would have been good brothers for life, guarding the sect together, eliminating harm for the people, and traveling around together.

After achieving the breakthrough of becoming gods in less than two hundred years, the two men became famous and became famous. During their trip down the mountain, the two fell into the trap of the previous Demon Lord, and the two were arrested and taken to the Demon Clan's prison. The previous Demon Lord was good at cultivating poisons. He needed medicine people to help him study poisons. The masters of cultivating Song Ci'an and You Ye became his targets.

The following story is very ridiculous. After learning that the two disciples were arrested, the leader was very anxious, but under the heavy obstruction of the Demon Lord, he only rescued Song Ci'an. Later, when the two of them went to rescue You Ye, all his spiritual energy had been completely transformed into demonic energy, and he had completely transformed into a demon cultivator. The Demon Lord who captured him had already been skinned and boned by him and hung at the entrance of the Demon Palace. You Ye, who killed the Demon Lord, was also praised as the new Demon Lord.

Their master believed that You Ye's current appearance was caused by his own actions. He felt guilty and gave birth to inner demons, and his cultivation stagnated, and he passed away at the end of his lifespan two hundred years ago.

Calculating it carefully, the two have known each other for eight hundred years and only known each other for two hundred years. The days they spent apart actually exceeded the years they spent together day and night.