Quick-Crossing Slag Ex-Cleaning Guide

As expected of a treasure of the Nine Heavens, the Demonic Umbrella can block the lightning strikes driven by Song Xing.

The eyes of Su Qing and all the demon cultivators flashed ecstasy. In order to kill Chang Lan and Fu Li, they prepared far more than that.

Song Xing didn't use much skill, she wanted to test out Su Qing's hands? How many things are there.

She didn't expect Qi Tianzong's disciples to help. On the contrary, they hid aside, which made it easier for Song Xing to take a closer look at the strange skills of this group of demon cultivators.

Although this is only a small world, Tiandao has already developed its own consciousness, which means that it is very likely that people or things from the world have come here one step at a time, attracting Tiandao's attention in advance.

All the disciples of Qitianzong became more and more frightened as they watched. This group of demon cultivators undisguisedly released their demonic energy. Not only were they not expelled from the Wuling Mausoleum secret realm, but they also faintly overwhelmed the ancestor of Changlan. ?.

Zhao Yuan quietly moved to Wen Lang's side, and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Wen Lang, do you have any arrangements?"

Wen Lang stared closely at Suqing's movements. He seemed to have just gotten to know her anew today, and his heart was very complicated.

"Brother Wenlang?"

He just came back to his senses and shook his head slightly at Zhao Yuan: "Wait first."

Fu Li swung a sharp sword light, Su Qing did not hide or dodge, her blood red lips raised, revealing a cruel smile.

As the sword light approached, Su Qing's body suddenly shook a few times, and her black pupils became bigger and bigger until they covered the entire eyeball.

The black mist continuously overflowed from her facial features and body, and immediately surrounded all the people under the umbrella of the Sky Demon Umbrella.

"What's the situation? Didn't Suqing say she wouldn't hurt Wu? Gu!"

"Why is it happening like that!"

Soon, one after another, there were screams one after another, and the disciples of Qitianzong suffered a lot.

Wen Lang fell into an ice cave, so he was the one being used? That one!

Not only did Suqing want to kill Chang Lan and Fu Li, but even the? Disciples? of Qi Tianzong!

Burning with anger? Wenlang's eyes were red, he was heartbroken, Suqing actually lied to him!It turns out that in order to achieve the goal, he can also be sacrificed by Su Qing?

Wen Lang raised the sword violently, his body was violent, and he dodged away vowing to kill Suqing.

However, when he killed one after another of 'Su Qing', he finally realized that the black mist can actually make people fall into an illusion.

Song Xing took out the bodhi mirror and injected it with spiritual energy, and soon the golden light was shining brightly, and the black mist around her kept probing, but she didn't dare to get close.

She snorted coldly, she was too small.

Suddenly, the bodhi mirror made a humming sound. Song Xing looked at it carefully with surprise on his face.

No wonder Moxiu was not blocked from entering the secret realm of Wuling Mausoleum, all of them were deceived!This is not Wuling Mausoleum Secret Realm at all!

It seems that the Demon Realm has decided to attack the Immortal Cultivation Realm formally, and spent such a large amount of money to strangle the monks in two ways.

"Master!"

Fu Li quickly walked up to Song Xing: "This fog is very strange. I just broke the illusion, but I still can't get out of the black fog."

Song Xing nodded? "Unless Suqing is killed, this black mist will never dissipate."

Fu Li hesitated for a while: "But we can't even find Suqing's? Shadow? Master, why don't you go with your apprentice. After your apprentice leaves, come face to face, in case the demon cultivator sneaks up on you."

Song Xing smiled and said, "Thank you Ali."

There was also a smile in Fu Li's eyes, and the moment Song Xing turned around, her smile widened, weird and distorted.

A short silver blade slipped from her cuff, 'Fu Li' stood up, and the short blade sank into Song Xing's back in the blink of an eye.

"You!" Black blood overflowed from the corner of Song Xing's mouth, and she half knelt on the ground and struggled painfully.

'Fu Li' walked slowly, and every step she took, the changes on her body became more obvious.

Arriving in front of Song Xing, Su Qing lowered her head, her eyes mocking: "Master, how does it feel to be killed by your most important disciple?"

"Don't struggle, this is a sudden poison? This poison is made by dissolving Dixue Pill, and this Dixue Pill is made by refining 98 kinds of poisons in the devil world for 81 days. It is specially made for monks." Design, there is no, there, solution, medicine. Master, enjoy the last? Time when the spiritual energy is lost."

Su Qing's cheeks flushed with ecstasy, she stared intently at Song Xing, spitting black blood from the mouth, aging rapidly.

"It's already belonged to the Demon Emperor? Why are you still so stupid? You can't see through this illusion?"

Song Xing played with the bodhi mirror in his hand, and walked up to Suqing step by step: "You are indeed an ambitious and actionable person. If you practice peacefully, the deity may not let you go." One horse. What a pity."

Su Qing's eyes were so wide that they were about to explode, she was trembling all over, and kept mobilizing the demon energy in her body, but she just couldn't move.

She was horrified to find that the devilish energy in her body was slowly being sucked away!

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't turn into Ali's appearance to kill this deity." Song Xing had a smile in his eyes, and that appearance fell into Su Qing's eyes, but it was more vicious than the most vicious monster. And chills down her spine.

Song Xing's hand touched Su Qing's heart: "Your heart must be completely dark, right? Don't be afraid, I won't dig out your heart with my own hands, it will only dirty me." of hand."

Withdrawing her hand, Song Xing formed a mudra with one hand, and the devilish energy flowing from Suqing's body gradually turned into a curved hook in her hand, emitting bursts of devilish energy.

"Your magic energy is not enough."

Song Xing randomly grabbed a handful from the void, and the magic energy of the hook soared, rich and pure.

Different from the general devilish qi emitting bursts of rancidity, the devilish qi in Song Xing's hands exudes an incomparable allure.Just smelling it once can make people addicted and sink.

Suqing let out a hoarse scream from her throat, she watched the hook slowly cut through her chest, stirring in her chest.

This feeling makes her life worse than falling into the devil's way!

With a tap of the hook, a still beating bloody heart floated in the air.

The devilish energy rushed up in an instant, swallowing the heart completely.Suqing's dantian rioted, and the demonic qi ran wildly. A sharp aura hit the dantian, and the magic dan was smashed to pieces.

"No!"

Suqing finally howled fiercely, but it was a pity that this was her last? sound in this world.

After Suqing was completely devoured by the demonic energy, leaving no bones or blood left, the black mist gradually dissipated.

Song Xing activated the bodhi mirror, and the golden light exploded, directly punching out tens of thousands of holes in the magic umbrella.

The "Wu? Tomb Secret Realm" suddenly shook, the sky seemed to have been pierced with a big hole, and things like fragments kept falling.

Fu Li's right wrist glowed slightly red, and a few strands of softness appeared on her cold and serious face. She raised her head and smiled at the person who came.

Song Xing confirmed that Fu Li was not injured, and said: "The secret realm is about to collapse, but don't be afraid, this secret realm will send us out safe and sound."

Before Fu Li could ask why, a burst of white light instantly enveloped the two of them.When she opened her eyes again, not only she and Song Xing, but also the remaining Qi Tianzong disciples, and even the group of demon cultivators appeared on the top of Yelan Mountain.

Without waiting for everyone to attack, the group of demon cultivators immediately turned into black mist and fled.

Wen Lang quickly threw out the sound transmission talisman and notified the elders of the sect.

"Master, what's going on?" Fu Li was puzzled: "No? Doesn't the secret realm of the mausoleum take 50 years to come out?"

Sun Jiquan also looked at Song Xing, hoping to get an answer.

Suddenly something fell from the sky and crashed into Song Xing's arms.

Song Xing showed the thing to Fu Li, and all the disciples of Qitianzong stretched their minds to find out, but no one left.

"This is the Zhuoying mirror. Suqing used this thing to copy a secret realm of the Wuling Mausoleum. We were all deceived. This thing is not something from the world of cultivating immortals, so no one noticed."

Song Xing thought to himself, no wonder even she was deceived, the things from this great world have ended up in this small world.

If it wasn't for the bodhi mirror sensing the same kind, Song Xing might not be able to discover the key to it.

Wen Lang froze on the spot, like pouring a basin of ice water over his head.

If the entire secret realm was shaped by Su Qing, then they were in the hands of Moxiu from the very beginning, and Wenyin's death...

A red light flashed across Wen Lang's eyes, and he was about to be enchanted.

Song Xing said suddenly: "Anyway, Suqing is dead, and the secret realm has collapsed. But although the secret realm is fake, the chance inheritance we have obtained is real. gone."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but Wen Lang couldn't recover for a long time.

Suqing really died, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.There is the joy of having avenged a great vengeance, and the sadness of the death of a loved one.The two emotions were intertwined, and Wen Lang staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Wenlang!"

Zhao Yuan hurriedly supported him, and when he saw that there seemed to be no black air on his forehead, he was shocked: "This... Brother Wen Lang almost fell into a demon!"

"Hurry up and find the suzerain!"

Everyone? What are you talking about? Taking Wen Lang to go to Luo Baiyuan to get rid of the evil energy, Sun Jiquan bowed to Song Xing and Fu Li, and then followed the crowd and left.

Bad? The premonition is getting stronger and stronger, and the sect has the momentum of a rainy day.

Fu Li's premonition was correct. When the two of them flew away from Yelan Mountain, Qi Tianzong's sky was covered by dark clouds, and white lightning exploded faintly in it.

The black mist was like a sweeping sandstorm, and after the black mist dissipated, it turned out to be densely packed with demon cultivators.

The army of the demon world has come to the sect, and the leader is the demon venerable Ran Jiao.

The Great Array of Protecting the Mountain has been opened, and Luo Baiyuan is leading the sect to confront Ran Jiao.

Except for Qitianzong, many members of the sect are there.It was like a battle between immortals and demons, and the battlefield was Qi Tianzong.

Song Xing took Fu Li to hide at the end of the sect?: "I don't know what this Luo Baiyuan is thinking? He even agreed to use Qi Tianzong as a battlefield, and he is not afraid that the foundation of the sect will be destroyed."

The elders of other sects are very refined, and they don't want their own sect to be damaged in the slightest.It must have been during the discussion that Luo Baiyuan had no choice but to agree to the set of theories that praised and killed Qi Tianzong.

Song Xing had already noticed that Luo Baiyuan was not mentally enough, if she were to be the suzerain, who would dare to plot against her?That is impatient to live.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is the most important thing.Engaging so many people? Mental calculations? I'm sorry for this body? Cultivation.

Fu Li hooked Song Xing's hand: "Master, do we want to join?"

Song Xing shook his head: "Don't be in a hurry, let's see. If the magic army is too powerful, we will consider joining."

Just as Fu Li was about to nod, his eyes widened suddenly: "Master! Look..."

Unexpectedly appeared in front of him? Why did Luo Baiyuan draw out Wenlang in public? The immortal bone was smashed to pieces, and without a word, he was thrown out of the world of cultivating immortals.

Song Xing's pupils shrunk, could it be that Luo Baiyuan hit? Who must be smoked? Impossible bone?

Ran Jiao soared into the air, with a cruel smile hanging on his pale face.He gave an order, and the magic army drove the monsters to press down on the crowd with overwhelming force.

An eight-foot nail rake directly knocked out a big hole in the mountain protection formation. Ran Jiao didn't know what formation method he used. Many disciples turned into powder and disappeared without even raising their weapons.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 2 mochi;

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