After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

Ying Baiye's guess was right, these troublemakers were indeed the remnants of demon cultivators in the battle between righteousness and demons.

The magic cultivators of the fourteen distraction stages are all at the early or middle stage of distraction, wearing common black robes, and if one ignores what they are doing at the moment, they look no different from casual cultivators in the righteous path.

The core of the War of Righteousness and Demons is the peak of the distraction stage of the two paths and the monks of the fusion stage.These distracted demon cultivators survived by hiding on the edge of the battlefield. Because they were too chaotic after the battle and were injured, they temporarily hid in the righteous way to recover from their injuries.

Xie Yun launched Chun Shan Dao.

Ying Baiye gently grabbed Xie Yun's sleeve.

Xie Yun took a few steps back and laid down a simple barrier: "What's wrong?"

Ying Baiye said: "Among the fourteen people, the eight people on the right are the elders of the Suhong Building. They have the unique skills of Su Honglou. When they reach the eighth floor, their palms will gradually turn red."

Xie Yun looked over from a distance, and the right hands of the eight monks could faintly see a little red, and one of them spread out his palm, and his palm was scarlet.

"The palm of Suhong's palm is poisonous, it can corrode the aura of a monk's body protection. After touching the body, the corrosion will swallow up the spiritual power, so it must not get on the body."

"Among the remaining six people, the four wearing masks are masters of Xian Jue Ya. They all practiced the Tianmu Yifa. They can visually detect Ling Liu's agility. They are best at hiding behind their bodies and making sneak attacks."

Ying Baiye has been in the Demonic Dao for many years, and not only knows the forces themselves well, but also understands the secret methods of the sect.

Xie Yun couldn't stop laughing as he listened—in Xiao Ying Baiye's cognition, he is the sword master of the three realms, the determined monk at the peak of the fusion stage, and the fourteen distraction stage monks shouldn't be Just like his eyes.

But Ying Baiye seemed to have forgotten Xie Yun's cultivation level, and even reminded him of the exercises practiced by Moxiu.

Xie Yun really needed this information.

However, he and Ying Baiye are not far away from the fourteen demon cultivators, but those people have not sensed the existence of this enchantment at all. It seems that the fusion period given to him by the formation is not fake-at least in the formation. real.

At this time, Ying Baiye was thin-skinned and immediately annoyed: "What are you laughing at?"

Xie Yun tapped the hilt of the sword briskly with her fingertips: "It's nothing."

If it was normal, Xie Yun would definitely make a few teasing remarks, but now that the eleven living souls of Tianxiangmen are being tortured in the enchantment, Xie Yun can't think of teasing for a while.

Ying Bai Ye pursed his lips.

Xie Yun wanted to annoy Ying Baiye every day, but when Ying Baiye was really annoyed, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he hurried to coax him: "What else? Tell me quickly, so I can go there quickly."

"What does their life and death have to do with me? It's just for your sake," Ying Baiye stared at Xie Yun, "The other two are only at the early stage of distraction, and they don't have any connections. They are probably Mo Dao San build."

Xie Yun said: "You stay in the enchantment well, I will come back after I deal with them."

Ying Baiye was silent for a moment: "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Xie Yun asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

Ying Baiye: "...the living soul must be stored in the spirit stone."

Xie Yun said: "I know."

While Ying Baiye explained the identity of Moxiu, Moxiu's carnival reached its peak——

More than 50 souls bit each other in the barrier, and there was a chaotic battle. Just now, a dead soul was crushed by the ghost, and the fragments of the soul scattered into countless tiny light spots, floating in the sky above the barrier.

Souls are divided into living souls and dead souls. If a monk dies physically, he is a dead soul. If his body is still alive, he is a living soul.Dead souls can take away their bodies, and living souls can return to their bodies.

But the dead soul can't find a suitable body in a short time, and the power of the soul is gradually weakened, and there are only two paths: the soul flying away and the practice of ghosts.

Ghost cultivation is the cultivation of ghosts, so it is naturally stronger than weak living souls and broken dead souls.

The scene of the tragic death of the soul aroused the killing intent of the demon cultivator. One demon cultivator even took off his shirt to reveal his naked upper body, with a wolf head tattooed on his chest: "Keep killing!"

Ying Baiye's eyes were fixed in the distance, and he was nailed to the man in an instant!

Su Honglou's Moxiu stood up abruptly, he was the one who caught the ghost who tore his soul from the outside.

He picked up the wine glass, drank it down, and roared: "Kill! Kill quickly——"

The ending sound was still in his throat, Moxiu Suhonglou only felt a chill in his throat, he stretched out his hand to grope in his throat, and touched the wet and sticky liquid.

The next moment, the world turned upside down before his eyes!

Moxiu's head fell from his neck and rolled around on the ground, his eyes wide open!

Not only the body, but even the soul was cut to pieces by the sword wind!

At the same time, the four demon cultivators of Suhonglou were also killed. They were very close to this demon cultivator, and the sword wind swept across them, splashing scalding blood.

click-

At the same time, the barrier shattered, and souls forced to kill each other poured out!

The ghost cultivator is very ghostly, and the dead souls all look like they are bleeding, so it is particularly obvious that the living soul is mixed with them.

Xie Yun waved his sleeves and collected these living souls into spirit stones. His sleeves were dyed in the wind, and his sword was full of the spring scenery of mountains and rivers, but he was as cold as jade.

Moxiu, who was lucky enough to escape the sword wind, was startled, and then frantically ran for his life in all directions!

They just huddled together to vent their inner viciousness and desire/desire, they were not even regarded as colleagues, and they immediately fled around in a crisis.

Xie Yun didn't want to let these people go, let them escape today, and the pain of Tianxiangmen will be repeated in various places in the future.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Bai Ye, confirmed that the barrier was complete, then turned around and chased in the direction where Moxiu was fleeing.

But these demon cultivators can survive the battle between righteousness and demons, and they are not short-sighted waste.Xie Yun's aura was restrained very well, the demon cultivator didn't notice his cultivation, he just thought that the sword was too fast to kill the four demon cultivators successfully.

This sword repair must be kept today!If they let him run away, wouldn't they have exposed their hiding place? !They are just the bottom among the high-level monks. If they are encircled and suppressed, they will inevitably die in the righteous way.

The seven demon cultivators from Suhonglou and Xianjueya quietly gathered in the distance, divided into two directions and outflanked Xie Yun.

Kill this sword cultivator!

The magic repairer from Suhonglou went around behind Xie Yun, and for a while, a red palm was pasted behind him!

Xie Yun's eyes moved slightly. The sword cultivator was used to fighting, and he was more sensitive than ordinary monks in fighting skills. He turned around instantly and cut off the demon cultivator's palm with a sword.

In the next moment, holding the sword and forming a seal, the spring mountain falls on the spring color and flows, Xie Yun strikes out with a sword-Xiaoyue comes out of the cold mountain!

The spring colors on the top of the spring mountain slant down, falling drippingly and drippingly in the blink of an eye, piled up into a spring mountain and green river, and a round of bright moon rises from the top of the mountain.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, only the star point is big, and it rises higher and higher, and the bright light is brilliant, instantly illuminating the sky and the earth in a silvery white.

The moonlight brought a penetrating chill, Moxiu whose palm had been cut off couldn't even feel the pain of the wound, only a slight "puchi" sound.

The voice seemed to come from himself.

Moxiu lowered his head dully—it was not the moonlight that "illuminated" the sky and the earth, but strands of sword energy as thin as silver threads!

The sword energy engulfed the spiritual energy and sword intent, condensed into silk silver waterfalls, and pierced thousands of wounds on the body and soul of Moxiu.

The moonlight passed through Moxiu's body and turned into blood light.

The Demon Cultivator Xianjueya behind him was approaching, and Xie Yun was about to pull back to defend, when the spiritual power in his body suddenly continued to drop——

The peak of the fit, the later stage of the fit, the fit...the peak of the distraction...until falling to the early stage of the distraction!

Xie Yun was caught off guard, and his spiritual power was emptied due to the sudden fall. He managed to avoid Moxiu's poisonous dart, but was pierced through his shoulder armor by a golden hook.

Xie Yun coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood: What's going on?

The author has something to say: Staying up late is really a cycle of death (brain pain)

The city has been completely locked down for the past two days, express delivery and so on cannot be delivered, and finally I don’t even have to do online work, but I find that I can’t wake up in the morning and can’t sleep at night, my dears, don’t stay up late.