Games with fairies.

Under the moonlight, the three incarnations of the Demon Refining Ancestor were struck away and left without anyone to help him for a while. When he heard Li Muyang's refusal, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Good boy! Don't regret it!"

At this moment, the Demon Refiner finally made up his mind.

He suddenly closed his eyes and opened his arms, as if embracing the whole world.

Obviously, there was no incarnation to protect him, and Fairy Mo's magic sword was right in front of him.

But facing the magic sword in Fairy Mo's hand, this old monster seemed to have given up all resistance and waited for death.

Li Muyang's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene.

He knew that the corpse of the god hidden in the mountain gate of the Demon Refining Sect was about to revive!

Faced with the relentless pressure from Fairy Mo's corpse, the Demon Refining Ancestor finally couldn't hold on any longer and was about to release the deepest trump card hidden in the Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate.

But Li Muyang who saw this scene was not afraid at all. Instead, he stared at the Demon Refining Ancestor under the moonlight with a vicious look.

There was a sneer on his face.

"Ancestor of Demon Refining! If you still have any trump cards, feel free to use them!"

"Otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance to use it!"

Li Muyang's arrogant laughter spread throughout the entire Demon Refining Sect and was extremely harsh.

But at this time, inside the Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate, the situation had reversed.

After the elders of the Demon Refining Sect abandoned Li Muyang and began to return to the Hanging Island for support, they quickly trapped the Black Prison prisoners who were rampaging on the Hanging Island.

Coupled with the harassment from more than 300 demon cultivators in the Divine Wandering Realm, the prisoners in the Black Prison were quickly forced into a desperate situation. They could no longer kill at will, and their situation became increasingly difficult.

This group of prisoners who were forced into a desperate situation did not hesitate, and when they saw that their way of survival was cut off, they directly ignited their spirits. Dim rays of divine light rose up in the Demon Refining Sect, and one by one, the prisoners in the Black Prison returned to the peak of their cultivation.

However, after they burned their souls, all they could do was kill a few more slow-running disciples of the Demon Sect.

Faced with the Demon Refining Sect's heavy siege, this group of Black Prison prisoners are fighting like trapped beasts.

The elders of the Demon Refining Sect led a large number of demon cultivators from the Shenyou Realm and Dongxuan Realm to form formations of various sizes, trapping the prisoners with burning spirits in the formations.

There is no need to kill these prisoners, just drag them.

The elders of the Demon Sect watched grimly as the prisoners in the formation struggled to death, waiting calmly for their souls to burn out.

Although the situation on the Demon Refining Ancestor's side collapsed, the situations on other battlefields within the Demon Refining Sect were rapidly turning around.

When the Demon Refining Ancestor was forced into a desperate situation, he did not call on the elders to come for help.

He opened his hands and finally made some kind of decision.

The two arms that were skinny and covered with age spots stretched out, and the Demon Refining Ancestor suddenly exerted force with his hands, and his skinny hands seemed to grab something in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Refining Ancestor gritted his teeth and pulled hard.

slam-la-

Inside the mountain gate of the Demon Refining Sect, the cold and harsh sound of chains rubbing against each other could be heard in the void.

The Demon Refining Ancestor, with his hands clasped in the air, seemed to be grasping some invisible chains.

As he dragged and tore with all his might, the cold sound of the chains trembling in the void became more and more harsh and frequent.

The cold sound of clattering echoed throughout the entire Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate.

At the same time, there also emerged a terrifying atmosphere of gloom, silence, despair, and death.

At this moment, all the demon cultivators inside the Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate lowered their heads in horror, feeling the ground shaking beneath their feet.

In a trance, they even felt that the land beneath their feet seemed to come alive.

Seeing this scene, Li Muyang directly controlled Mo Xianzi's body and rushed forward.

The Jinghong Immortal Sword burst into brilliant sword light in the hands of Fairy Mo.

The three incarnations of the Demon Refining Ancestor flew forward and tried to provide assistance.

However, these three incarnations are not the true Tianheng realm after all.

Wherever the sword light flashed from Mo Xianzi's body, the three incarnations who came to help in a hurry were chopped away.

The cold and pale sword light spanned the sky and earth, slashing straight towards the Demon Refining Ancestor who had his hands stretched out in the night sky.

But the Demon Refining Ancestor did not dodge at all. He just struggled to drag the invisible chain in the void and let the hundred-foot-long sword energy fall down.

slam-la-

The cold sound of the chains colliding suddenly became rapid at this moment.

The next second, a horrifying and weird scene appeared.

On the Taxue Peak under the feet of the Demon Refining Ancestor, the land and rocks suddenly collapsed, and the buildings on the mountain also collapsed.

At the same time that sand and gravel were falling towards the forest below, a huge blood-red eye was revealed under the collapsed soil on the Taxue Peak.

This giant eye is more than a hundred meters high.

The moment it opened its eyes, it looked directly at the Mo Fairy in the night sky.

At this moment, everything seemed to be silent in the Demon Refining Sect.

Under this giant blood-red eye, everyone seems as small as an ant, and it seems that it is the only protagonist in the world.

Fairy Mo's flying figure suddenly froze in place.

At the same time, the hundred-foot-long sword energy that she had swung out also froze in place.

——This strange giant eye actually froze the space where Fairy Mo was.

With the naked eye, even the sand and dust in that space seemed to be stagnant, as if time had stopped.

Li Muyang was shocked again when he saw this scene.

The corpse of a god!

Is this the power of the god's corpse?

Compared to the immortals who practice cultivation and cultivate their minds and ascend to heaven, the ancient gods who are known for their bloodline powers, the corpses they left behind are obviously more powerful.

After all, all the supernatural powers of gods are above their physical bodies.

Unlike immortals, the soul is the real body.

Now, a resurrected corpse of a god could freeze the space with just a glance.

When Li Muyang saw this scene, he immediately opened the system chat group and shared the scene in front of him to the chat group.

[Cang Su San: Zi Wei Heng, how long will it take you to get there? ]

[Cang Su San: The corpse of the god in the Demon Refining Sect has revived! ]

At this moment, the chat group was in an uproar.

All chat group members are online, including Ziweiheng who is on the way.

——The moment Li Muyang made Fairy Mo appear in the world, he directly shared the chaotic scene in the Demon Refining Sect to the chat group.

Anyway, after tonight, the news that the Jinghong Immortal Sword is in his hands will spread throughout the cultivation world.

In that case, there is nothing to hide.

Li Muyang revealed his cards directly and was the first to explode in the group, summoning Ziwei Heng to come as soon as possible.

After receiving the news, Ziwei Heng responded immediately, saying that he would abandon his tribesmen and rush to help in the battle.

Li Muyang then closed the chat group and got busy with the battle.

Only then did he finally take a look at the group chat interface.

As expected, all the masters of the immortal weapons in the chat group spoke quickly, constantly asking about the reason for Li Muyang's incident tonight.

But Li Muyang ignored all the comments from the group members.

He only cares about Ziwei Heng.

Two seconds later, Ziwei Heng sent a brief sentence.

[Zi Wei Heng: Get to the Demon Refining Sect within half an hour! ]

The brief but powerful reply made Li Muyang smile coldly.

"it is good!"

Half an hour later, Ziwei Heng from Tianheng Realm will be the first to attack!

And behind Ziwei Heng, there is an endless stream of Qingmu Jiao’s army!

Li Muyang stared coldly at the Demon Refining Ancestor in front of him, as well as the entire Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate that was reviving.

"Tonight, we will wipe out the Demon Refining Sect!"