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"Xingwan,? Xiaoyue!"

"Second miss!"

"I'm going, it's not over, right? This time it's the immortal again!"

Changes come one after another, and the ups and downs make people breathless.

Mu Qingxue's face became even uglier, "Devil Lord."

How can this be?

Could it be the soul-shifting method!

The so-called soul-moving method is a secret technique of the demons. After the owner of the body sacrifices and burns his own soul, he can summon a demon that is more powerful than him to occupy his body for a short time, regardless of any space distance. , but the power of the summoned can only be exerted by [-]%, and the maintenance time will be too long.

But even so, if it was the Demon Lord, it would be easy to kill them.

For the first time, Mu Qingxue's snow-like icy face showed confusion and seriousness.

Jiang Lianyi is really regretting it now,? If she had known about all these variables, she should have kept her strength honestly.

Lin Luoyue twitched the corners of her mouth in pain, someone else broke through the Nascent Soul Realm? That was definitely a sight to behold, friends congratulated,? Why was she being beaten non-stop.

She sucked in the air and endured the severe pain all over her body. Lu Xingwan, who had fallen to the side, also helped him to sit up, but she felt that she was in the right state.

Lu Xingwan lowered her head, the crazily screaming killing intent from the bottom of her heart was impacting all her rationality, she couldn't help but grabbed Lin Luoyue's arm, and buried her face in her shoulder.

At this moment, Lin Luoyue's embrace was still full of blood, but it seemed to be the only harbor in the world where she could be nostalgic and feel at ease.

Lin Luoyue was so close to her, so she could feel her body trembling slightly. She was a little worried and wanted to ask, but she felt that the force in the air was getting stronger and stronger. The pain became more and more intense, and I couldn't speak at all.

The corpse of the demon general frivolous stood up in a surge of black mist, but compared to just now, he is like a bottomless abyss, which makes people despair, as if no one can defeat him.

Mu Qingxue murmured again, "Of course it's you, Demon Lord."

When this whisper fell, it was like crushing ice and snow and chilling to the bone.

Mojun's voice had several chaotic tones, as if several people were speaking at the same time, "Mu Qingxue, it's been a long time."

Mu Qingxue's fingertips gripped the sword a little tighter, the seal of the space-time rift had reached the final step, it was only a little bit short, but...

"How to say, we are old acquaintances, old people reunited, should we greet each other according to the etiquette of your human race?"

The Demon Lord smiled lowly, "Oh, I forgot, you still have to seal the cracks and you have no strength, hurry up, I can wait for you to take your time, and I will send them on their way first."

As he spoke, the crushing demonic energy piled up heavier and heavier in the air. After a long time, everyone who had exhausted their spiritual power and suffered minor injuries would be crushed to the bone by this force.

"Who do you start with? Which of these people has the best and closest relationship with you? She is still him!" Mojun's smile was soft and indescribably evil, and it was creepy. He pointed at Daoist Qingchen, "Oh, two A familiar face. This one seems to be your friend and your favorite apprentice.

You said I should leave them to torture together at the end, or give them a good time for the sake of the many years we have known each other. "

As he spoke, his smile became more frivolous and unrestrained, and when he pointed his pale fingertips at the void, Jiang Lianyi was already

An extremely heart-piercing reenactment, or a deeper stab.

"You dare!" She uttered these two words fiercely between her lips and teeth, and the heavy snow that had stopped in the sky suddenly fell again, and a thin blue ice stretched out on the ground to surround the Demon Lord.

Mojun snorted softly, "Mu Qingxue, it's really rare to see you like this. I'm much luckier than my brother Wang. He took his life and left with his old enemy, but I can easily kill you."

He didn't even need to raise his hand after saying that, the sharp ice thorns formed around him instantly shattered.

The gust of wind mixed with crushed ice rushed towards Mu Qingxue, and Mu Qingxue was forced to take a few steps back. The cracks on the ground that were about to close were like open wounds, and suddenly black waves began to emerge again. trend.

The Demon Lord waved his hand lightly as if joking, and a spiritual blade brushed against Jiang Lianyi's cheek tightly, blood dripping down, "Mu Qingxue, if you give up sealing the space-time rift now, you may still be able to fight me. Next time If I make another move, your good apprentice will die."

Lu Xingwan managed to stabilize her heart, raised her head from Lin Luoyue's embrace, and she suddenly understood the purpose of the Demon Lord.

He not only wanted to kill them all, but also wanted to force Mu Qingxue to give up sealing the space-time rift, pulling her opponent from the altar, and watching her fall into hell would be the best humiliation and destruction.

Assuming that Mu Qingxue really gave up sealing the cracks, there would be one out of ten Yunkai ancient kingdoms after the war, not to mention Mu Qingxue's current state, no matter how you look at it, the demon king has a better chance of winning.

And no matter how Mu Qingxue chooses, as long as she loses this battle, the cultivation world will lose the greatest opportunity.

Before everyone could figure out what happened, they had already lost their strongest support, and they were attacked by the demons again without realizing it—since the demon lord was summoned, he must not have given up on invading the human world I plan to decide who will rule the world from now on.

Lu Xingwan looked at the expressionless Mu Qingxue, she was in a dilemma, how would she choose?

She thought about it but smiled softly.

Lu Xingwan, what are you acting on now?It is not always better to restore strength earlier than to be passive in everything. Why do you see other people's lives in a dilemma, and why do you put your fate in the hands of others to make choices.

Even if you have to bear blood and crimes, this life should be in your control, right?

Ye Hanxing, why do you despise yourself so much?

Lin Luoyue was suffering under pressure and great pain, but found that the person in her arms was no longer trembling, only her slender eyelashes were hanging down, so calm that she seemed out of place with the crisis in front of her.

"Starry Night..."

"Yes." Lu Xingwan responded softly, "Don't be afraid."

she said, and then she closed her eyes.

The woman in red in the sea of ​​consciousness turned her head sideways in the swirling ink, the madness and hatred on that bright face suddenly faded a bit, and she sighed in a low voice.

A strange wind suddenly rose from the ground, and before everyone had time to distinguish the source, their eyes went dark.

The black waves churned silently, the beach was covered with mist, and the back of a woman in red was looming in the mist.

Mu Qingxue only felt that this figure from the back was both familiar and unfamiliar, and she blurted out a cold star when her heart fell.

The woman turned her head slightly when she heard the call, but her face was always hazy and unpredictable due to the mist. Mu Qingxue could only discern the familiarity from her delicate jaw.

"Han Xing, it's really you." Under the turmoil of her heart, she almost forgot to be prepared, and instinctively took a step forward.

The woman in red still didn't respond, she just passed through the mist like a veil, wrapped in a

Lie Lie came barefoot in red clothes, his long hair curled in the wind, entwined with cold and murderous intent.

As she got closer, her face became a little clearer. Mu Qingxue's whole body seemed to have turned into an immobile ice sculpture. She thought that the pain of losing Ye Hanxing had faded away a lot after a long time, but once again... It still hurts to see her familiar face.

Ye Hanxing's eyes fell on the direction farther behind her. She gently squeezed her hand towards the void, and pointed a long sword transformed from spiritual energy there.

The Demon Lord stood there. As an old enemy for thousands of years, even when he was not the Demon Lord, he did not deal with Ye Hanxing less, so now seeing Ye Hanxing, his heart was less shocked than Mu Qingxue.

He took a breath, and then put on a sinister smile on his face again, and he said word by word, "Ye Hanxing."

After a few moments of delay, he finally said, "What is this? Have you lost your mind and soul? Could it be that your remnant soul still exists, and you will try your best to protect your good junior sister and good friend."

He has identified that this is definitely not a real world, but rather a person's consciousness space.

Mu Qingxue's heart felt even more twisted when she heard it, and she looked at Ye Hanxing without blinking.

The woman in red didn't say a single word, only her sword and killing intent became stronger, as if she was going to sweep the world.

The playfulness in Mojun's eyes disappeared, but his heart relaxed a little. He felt that he had guessed right. Ye Hanxing was already dead, and he didn't even have the chance of reincarnation.

She could stop him this time, but she couldn't stop him for a lifetime.

"The sacrificial essence that moves the world." The demon sneered lightly, and the black aura as thick as an abyss gathered in his palm.

The two made their moves almost at the same time, and they collided with each other with strong force, and the sea also rolled up monstrous waves.

After the blow, the Demon Lord flew backwards. In this kind of consciousness space, he would vomit blood even if he was injured, but his soul was severely injured like never before.

When he fell lightly into the deeper darkness, he saw the red light surging from Ye Hanxing's body and disappeared in front of him.

The red light spot was very beautiful, as if it was raining blood all over the sky.

Mojun's body shook, he opened his eyes and bent over to spit blood, he clearly felt that his body was about to hold up.

If it can be delayed any longer, Mu Qingxue must be dealt with directly.

Ye Hanxing, even if you try your best, you can only achieve this step, but you can't change anything.

Before these thoughts could be settled, the Demon Lord suddenly felt a chill in his chest. In the severe pain, he turned around with difficulty to face a pair of eyes that were as black as the abyss. Beautiful red rain.

"You..." He knew that his game of chess was useless, and Gan squeezed out a sentence in disbelief, "You... What is the relationship between you and Ye Hanxing?"

The crimson light flowed endlessly in the black eyes, like blood, the Demon Lord only heard a chuckle at the end, and she said, "I am the person who hates her the most in this world."

Mu Qingxue suddenly felt that she lost consciousness for a moment, she suddenly woke up and looked around, but only saw a slender figure with her back facing her, "Han Xing."

The man turned around and saw another familiar face, that was Lu Xingwan.

When disappointment came flooding in, the sarcasm on Lu Xingwan's face made her heart twitch even more.

Those pure black eyes had long since lost any tenderness in the past, only coldness and mockery flooded over, "Master Mu, when will you change the habit of looking at others through me."

Only the wind is stirring in the sky and the earth, and the desert wilderness is silent.