I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan was delighted, it seemed that the power of the Demon Abyss was not all bad!

His face suddenly lit up with joy.

Otherwise, everyone likes evil practitioners?

This evil cultivator is really interesting!

"Be careful!" The demon dragon in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly warned, "Yue Yao is watching you!"

Mingchuan's heart trembled, and he immediately restrained his breath, pretending to be coughing repeatedly due to the evil black air. He even deliberately let his arm be brushed by the black air, leaving a dark blue mark.

Yueyao withdrew her gaze from Mingchuan, and her doubts grew even more.

At that moment, she seemed to sense the fluctuation of spiritual power on Mingchuan's body, but when she looked carefully, the other party looked in a miserable state, as if she had seen it wrong.

She shook her head and turned to deal with the Evil Lord with all her strength. The silver sword and Jinman's purple robe intertwined into a light net, which continuously weakened the black energy on the Evil Lord.

Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to "resist" the evil spirit while secretly refining the demonic energy.

Mingchuan was secretly delighted. The spiritual power refined from the demonic energy was even more overbearing than the spiritual energy in the Soul Tempering Array. As it flowed along the meridians, it actually had the momentum to reach the peak of the late Jindan stage.

While pretending to be in a panic and waving his soft sword to resist the evil spirits, he accelerated the operation of his skills. The bone-eroding ice flame swirled in his dantian, continuously purifying the inhaled black air, turning it into a trickle of spiritual current that merged into the cyclone.

"Kid, take it easy!" The demon dragon suddenly said, "Although demonic energy can help you cultivate, absorbing too much can easily breed inner demons. Don't lose the big picture while gaining sesame seeds."

After the Demon Dragon finished speaking, he was ready to start guiding Mingchuan on how to deal with these evil spirits correctly.

Just when Mingchuan was about to do as the magic dragon said in his sea of ​​consciousness, he saw an evil spirit breaking through the defense line and rushing straight towards his face!

"I rely on!"

Mingchuan was frightened by the dirty thing in front of him. He stepped back quickly with a look of fear in his eyes.

Of course, he was just disgusted, not scared.

However, in Yue Yao's eyes, this look made his previous pretense of weakness seem even more real.

"Concentrate!" the dragon reminded.

Mingchuan immediately came back to his senses and looked at what was in front of him.

This evil spirit was more ferocious than the ones encountered before. The black liquid dripping from its fangs fell to the ground, corroding the rocks into holes!

He narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart, how dare such a thing disturb his practice?

Isn't this courting death?

His soft sword stabbed out with a faint icy flame, piercing the weakest part of the evil spirit's eyebrows!

"Puff!" The evil spirit fell to the ground with a bang and turned into a wisp of black gas and dissipated.

Mingchuan took the opportunity to inhale this strand of purer black air, and the cyclone in his dantian spun faster.

On the wall, Yueyao and Jinman were fighting fiercely.

The evil lord's six arms danced wildly like iron whips, and every swing was accompanied by a deafening sound. Black mist continuously overflowed from its body, corroding the spiritual shields of the two people.

Although Yue Yao's silver sword could cut through the black air, it could never hurt the evil lord's body; Jin Man's purple robe turned into a shield to resist the attack, and fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead.

"This thing's body is too tough!" Jin Manjiao shouted, her purple spiritual power surging. "We have to break the black energy on it first!"

Yue Yao nodded, and made complex hand gestures with her fingertips. The silver sword suddenly split into dozens of sword shadows, which pierced the black air around the evil lord like a meteor shower.

"Fellow Daoist Cang! Use your fire to stimulate the yang energy and dispel the black air!" She suddenly shouted at Mingchuan, her voice carrying an unquestionable command.

Mingchuan's heart skipped a beat.

This woman clearly did it on purpose!

Using the fire to stimulate the Yang energy would inevitably reveal his true spiritual power, but if he didn't do so, he would appear suspicious.

He gritted his teeth and summoned a wisp of purple phantom flame, letting it burn on the tip of the sword.

This phantom flame mainly attacks the mind, and the Yang energy it arouses is extremely weak, which can be dealt with without revealing one's strength.

"Zizi!" As soon as the purple flame appeared, the surrounding black air retreated a little as if it had met its nemesis.

The evil lord let out an angry roar, and one of his heads turned towards Mingchuan, spewing out a black beam of light!

"Be careful!" Jin Man exclaimed, and wanted to stop him but was entangled by the evil lord's arms.

Mingchuan was well prepared. He used the Flame Step to the extreme and avoided the light column like willow catkins.

The beam of light fell on the city wall behind him, creating a huge deep pit and sending debris flying!

"Ouch--!"

He howled miserably, pretending to be knocked over by the gust of air, and fell to the ground in a mess, with a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Cang!" Yue Yao's voice was filled with a hint of false concern, her eyes fixed on Mingchuan's movements.

Mingchuan stood up with the support of his soft sword and coughed a few times: "I'm fine...it's just that this evil lord is too strong, and my fire seed has no effect at all."

He deliberately made his voice tremble, sounding extremely frightened.

A hint of doubt flashed in Yue Yao's eyes. This man was clearly pretending. Didn't he really want to follow her to the Holy Land?

Many people want to squeeze into the holy land, but they don’t have the chance.

But now Mingchuan actually despises the Holy Land so much!

Yueyao was dissatisfied, but she was too lazy to care about Mingchuan anymore.

She turned around and continued to attack together with Jin Man.

At this moment, the evil lord suddenly went berserk. The head in the middle opened its huge mouth and condensed into a black ball of light. The ball of light continued to expand, and the surrounding space began to distort, clearly preparing to unleash a killing move!

"Oh no! Get out of the way!" Jin Man's face turned pale and he pulled Yue Yao to retreat.

But it's too late.

A black ball of light shot out with a bang, smashing towards the wall with the power to destroy the world.

Mingchuan's pupils suddenly shrank. The power of this attack was comparable to the self-ignition of the cultivation level of a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm!

Without a second thought, he instantly activated his spiritual energy to its maximum. The bone-eroding ice flame and the purple phantom flame simultaneously wrapped around the Flowing Cloud Soft Sword and slashed towards the ball of light.

"boom!"

The two flames collided with the black light ball, bursting into a dazzling light.

Mingchuan only felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the city wall heavily and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But a secret smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In that attack just now, he not only used the recoil force to expel all the remaining turbid air in his body, but also took the opportunity to absorb a large amount of demonic energy emitted by the light ball. The cyclone in his dantian finally reached saturation, and there were signs of a breakthrough!

Yueyao looked puzzled when she saw this.

But she had no time to care about Mingchuan, so she and Jinman could only take the opportunity to launch a counterattack. The silver sword and purple robe hit the evil lord's eyebrows at the same time.

The evil lord let out a shrill roar, and his body gradually turned into black gas and dissipated!

The crisis was over. Yue Yao immediately walked up to Mingchuan and squatted down to check his injuries. "Fellow Daoist Cang, are you okay? I really needed you to help me."

Her fingertips inadvertently brushed across Mingchuan's wrist, and a wisp of spiritual power quietly penetrated into it.