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The sword formations overlap each other, extending infinitely in the void, as if another void is about to be born.

The Demon Lord had already penetrated into Lu Xiaochan's inner mansion, but was rushed out by this endless sea of ​​pills and sucked into the sword array.

Its spiritual body was stripped and disintegrated continuously!

Knowing that the end is approaching, the demon king smiled and said to Lu Xiaochan, "Do you know...the obsessions and evil thoughts in this world can never be refined? If you have the heart...you have obsessions?"

Another sword formation landed between the eyebrows of the Demon Lord, crushing it completely.

"I know. So it's too hard to get rid of the obsession, why not accept it."

Just like Shu Wuxia is in my heart, his obsession is my obsession.

He made me risk my life.

The sword array closed in an instant, and countless evil spirits and the demon king guarding the "hopeless" land were refined into a dark blue panacea, which landed on Lu Xiaochan's outstretched palm.

The elixir is overflowing with light, as if there is a trickle flowing in it again and again.

Lu Xiaochan squeezed her fingers together, thinking whether to leave it to Shu Wukong.

Think about it again, what is there to keep?

I'm fine, so is he!

Lu Xiaochan swallowed it in one gulp, and the spirit pill fell into Lu Xiaochan's inner palace, and merged with Lu Xiaochan's pill sea.

Closing his eyes and exhaling, Lu Xiaochan felt comfortable all over his body, wishing that the evil god Chaos was also in front of him, and he would clean it up together!

"The sword formation I used to refine the Demon Lord just now is so powerful! What should it be called?"

Shu Wuxia's sword formations are all named with imposing names such as "Chongxiao" and "Tianque".

He, Lu Xiaochan, managed to use his own sword formation, um...

The water is rolling, returning to the Tailing True Abyss, and then flowing in all directions from this magic weapon, forming rivers and seas.

"Gakizawa." Lu Xiaochan touched her chin.

Broken walls and ruins are ruins.Ze is the life of the common people.

It can not only destroy everything, but also give new life, isn't it the power of water?

Obsession is like water.

One thought leads to life, one thought leads to magic.

Lu Xiaochan lowered her head, only to realize that the Wuhen sword in her hand had changed.

The previous Wuhen Sword was only in the initial form of a sword, and had no opening at all.

But at this moment, the sword was sharp but gentle, when Lu Xiaochan's finger touched it, its seemingly broken blade did not hurt the hand, and it made a light sound, as if water was flowing in the sword.

Lu Xiaochan was stunned—could it be that the Wuhen sword had begun?

My sword strikes!

No, I, Lu Xiaochan, got the hang of it!

"Brother Wu Gap..."

Lu Xiaochan's ecstasy was extinguished in an instant, because Shu Wuxia was not by his side.

He wants to go back!Let Shu Wuxia see his sword!

Lu Xiaochan couldn't wait to tell Shu Wucha the good news.

Just how to leave this "hopeless" place?

Lu Xiaochan lowered her eyes and looked at the land of no hope. Probably after refining the Demon Lord, her cultivation level increased so much that she was able to clearly see the wisps of evil energy criss-crossing under the veins of the earth.

"This... seems to be a formation?"

Lu Xiaochan Yujian flies away from this evil formation, the farther away you can see the whole picture.

And in the very far part of the void, Lu Xiaochan saw an aura that was crushed by the evil energy and was about to fall into the depths of the void.

Lu Xiaochan narrowed her eyes, startled.

——Mo Qianqiu!

Lu Xiaochan flew away with the sword, breaking through the obstacles of many evil spirits at an unprecedented speed, lightly tapped the Wuxia sword with her toe, and countless sword arrays were urged out, refining all the way.

The sword formation that suppressed Mo Qianqiu was extraordinarily powerful, except for Shu Wuxia, it was the first time Lu Xiaochan had seen such a mellow sword formation, like a mountain falling from the sky!

Granny bear!

In a mere hopeless place, how come there are so many evil masters!

Let me try my newly practiced sword array, how powerful it is!

Lu Xiaochan slammed into the Yuanze Sword Formation with all his strength. He had just refined the Demon Lord, and his cultivation had increased dramatically. The power of the sword formation was even worse than before!

A gap was burst out of the sword formation that trapped Mo Qianqiu, Lu Xiaochan entered with the sword, caught Mo Qianqiu with one hand, caught his Qianqiu sword with the other, and walked out.

"Mo Qianqiu! Wake up for me!"

Lu Xiaochan pushed her knee upwards, just hitting Mo Qianqiu's abdomen.

Mo Qianqiu coughed violently and woke up.

"Lu... Lu Xiaochan..."

"Do you know where this is!" Lu Xiaochan growled.

Another sword formation struck, with the momentum of pulling mountains and rivers, Lu Xiaochan defended his sword to resist, his sword formation resisted with the force of a flood, was knocked out by the opponent, and the inner palace was about to be blasted out.

"Amazing……"

Lu Xiaochan's ears buzzed, and the Wuhen sword in his hand also resonated.

Fortunately, I didn't leave the refined elixir to Shu Wuxia just now, otherwise I might be dead now!

With a hook of Mo Qianqiu's finger, the Qianqiu sword flew towards him and placed it at his feet, saying loudly: "Mo Fu, I thought you were always upright. It seems that you have become a demon, and your temperament has also changed. You will only attack from behind. gone."

The corners of Mo Qianqiu's mouth curled up, his usual ridicule and banter in his voice.

Lu Xiaochan was stunned, he pulled Mo Qianqiu: "What did you say? Who?"

"Xiyuan Sword Sect is in trouble. This is a coward who has been hiding for more than 1000 years under the pretext of retreating to heal his wounds." Mo Qianqiu laughed.

Lu Xiaochan frowned.

Back then, the Xiyuan Sword Sect was severely wounded by Shu Wuxia's "Wentian" sword formation in Wujingtian, and died before returning to Xiyuan.

It was Mofu who escorted him all the way back.

But... Lu Xiaochan remembers that those who faced Shu Wuxia's "Wentian" sword formation head-on back then were obviously the two sword sects of Nanli and Xiyuan at that time, and the Miaochen Yuanjun who followed his master to participate in that battle was only Jingyuan. It took a lot of time to recover after a hundred years of cultivation.

Why is Mo Fu's injury so severe?

More importantly, if it was Mofu who attacked them... would they be able to fight?

"Should we run away?" Lu Xiaochan tilted her head and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qianqiu knocked him on the back of the head.

"Fortunately, I still call you 'Master', can you be more unpromising?"

Yes, where can I escape to?

At this moment, a figure in a cloak came out from the dark gap.

His aura was different from others'. He had a strong aura, but he was entangled in heavy black aura.

Moreover, it is different from Lianyue Yuanjun.

Lianyue Yuanjun's spiritual energy was only trapped by evil energy, but not occupied by evil energy.

But the person in front of him is different, his aura is intertwined with evil.

Inside him...seemed to be...

Lu Xiaochan immediately grabbed Mo Qianqiu and pulled him back.

"He was invaded by the Demon Lord!"

"What?" Mo Qianqiu was stunned, looking at the figure, "How is this possible, he is upright and not flexible..."

The brim of the man's cloak was pulled down so that only his lips and chin were visible.

But even so, he knew that he was a handsome young man.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled slightly.

"Qianqiu, so I have a good impression in your heart."

He raised his head slowly.

At that moment, Mo Qianqiu's heart trembled violently, showing an expression of disbelief.

"What's the matter... Is he Fufu?" Lu Xiaochan could only tell that this person was very wicked.

Half of the face was elegant and elegant because of the aura, while the other half of the face was completely covered by evil energy.

"Am I ugly?" Mo Fu took another step forward.

Mo Qianqiu's fingers were trembling: "You...your face..."

"It was destroyed." Mo Fu replied flatly.

Lu Xiaochan turned her face sideways, could it be said that Miaofu hurt his face in the battle between immortals and demons?

Impossible, Lu Xiaochan remembers that day when he returned to the Wujingtian, he saw his master who was supporting him, and his face was fine at that time!

"What happened?" Mo Qianqiu frowned and asked.

"What happened? What happened to me, do you really care?"

Mo Fu stepped forward step by step, reaching out to touch Mo Qianqiu's face.

Mo Qianqiu pushed Lu Xiaochan behind with one hand, facing Mofu.

"Ask about the Battle of Sendai, you and I will break up. I really don't care what happened to you, but I am curious."

Lu Xiaochan murmured in her heart, oh my Lord Qianqiu, if you say something nice to Mofu, will you go to heaven?

Why do you say you don't care!

If he gets angry and takes our lives away, it will be a big loss!

Mofu finally stopped beside Mo Qianqiu's cheek, only a thin line separated him.

"Ask about the Battle of Sendai, you lost to me, and people all over the world accused you of belittling my junior sister, and that you acted perversely and had bad intentions. I know these are prejudices, and I know that even if I lost to you that day , The world will also say that I let you, and that you have bewitched Xiyuan's sword, and you will still be judged by the world."

Mo Qianqiu protected Lu Xiaochan and backed away again.

"I know you're in trouble."

"You know I'm in trouble, why don't you see me anymore!"

Mo Fu's originally lonely voice suddenly rose, it was a kind of hatred.

Mo Qianqiu raised the corner of his mouth and asked coldly: "You really don't understand why I don't see you?"

"Is it because of my junior sister Jun Ning? It's because she used her innocence to frame you, right?"

Mo Qianqiu was silent, but he was able to look openly at Mo Fu's cloudy eyes.

Mo Fu gritted his teeth and said: "I took my seriously injured master back to Xiyuan, and Jun Ning couldn't wait to pick me up. I thought that you would be the one I would meet when I returned from the bloodbath! But you didn't come! Ji Mie, you never came to see me!"

Lu Xiaochan was surprised. Behind Mo Qianqiu, he patted his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "I remember...you had Yujian to rush to Wujingtian! It's just that you didn't have time..."

Mo Qianqiu still didn't speak, and pressed Lu Xiaochan's head.

"Then, what did you do?" Mo Qianqiu's voice was still cold.

"Hahahaha! Hahaha!" Mo Fu suddenly laughed.

His laughter was bleak, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at the impermanence of the world or himself.

"Mr. Chunning asked me, did the Lord Qianqiu go to Wuwujingtian? Did that bastard Mo Qianqiu die?"

Mofu's eyes were full of hatred, he clasped his chest and said: "She made me want to hurt the person I care about most in public! For the rest of my life, she will trample on me in front of my face! I want Her life!"

At that moment, Lu Xiaochan saw another black crazy and murderous figure from the body of Fu Fu, it was roaring and struggling, trying to control the body of Fu Fu, and kill all the people in the world that it wanted to kill!

Is...is it the Demon Lord Killing Li...

Could it be that this is the true deity of the demon king Luli, who has always been in the body of Xiyuan Jianzong.

It's not a day or two for Jianzong to fall into the demon, his body almost completely belongs to the demon king Luli!

"Could it be that you killed Jun Ning? I haven't heard about her for a long time. The selection of the sword is such a big event, and she, as your junior sister, has not seen her attend."

"You want to know what happened to her? I wanted her life back then, but my master tried his best to save her. If it wasn't for master's connivance, how could Mr. Chunning have the guts to frame you? So In front of Master, I slashed her face open with my spiritual energy!"

When Lu Xiaochan heard this, she shuddered.

For wounds opened by aura, unless one's own cultivation base is higher than the opponent's, the wounds will be difficult to heal.

Mo Fu's cultivation was far higher than Chunning Jun's back then, Chunning Jun's face will never heal, it will only fester more and more.

He has heard of Mofu's reputation, although he is rigid and unflexible, he is upright and upright, a rare gentleman in Jianmen.

But... But why is the hostility so deep?

"So... the previous Xiyuan Sword Sect was not killed by the bewitched Yangcang, but by you." Mo Qianqiu said.

"That's right! He tried to stop me with his sword, but the sword energy just brushed my face and stabbed Chunning Jun! Hahahaha"

Mo Fu looked up and laughed.

The sword energy of the previous Xiyuan Sword Sect was the reason why Mo Fu's right face was destroyed.

Lu Xiaochan and Mo Qianqiu could have guessed what happened next, without having to talk about it.

What happened after Mofu returned to Xiyuan, it only needs to be said that the Xiyuan Sword Sect exhausted its essence in the battle between immortals and demons, and died on the way back.

He naturally inherited the position of Jianzong, Jun Ning also died, and no one knows what happened at that time.

If you want to say when Mofu became a demon, it can be traced back to Wuwujingtian.

He had seen Yangcang's "Wentian" sword formation with his own eyes, felt the overwhelming murderous aura of Wuwu's sword sea entering the formation, and was irritated by Jun Ning when he was exhausted physically and mentally.His killing intent attracted the demon king to kill him, but he failed to withstand the temptation of the demon king, indulged himself, and fell into the demon.

"When I was Xiyuan's sword master, everyone said that I was the future Xiyuan Sword Sect, so I must be upright and decisive, and set an example for Xiyuan Sword Sect! That's why everyone said that my sweetheart is frivolous. He must be punished! Everyone said that my sweetheart disrespected Xiyuan, so I will expel him! I said to myself, that one day I will sit on the Xiyuan Sword Sect, and I will make them all pay in blood!"

"So you attracted the evil spirit of the Demon City and turned the Chongluan Palace into a soul refining cauldron. The selection of Xiyuan's sword is just a bait, and the cultivation level that can enter the Chongluan Palace is not weak. But once you enter, you will enter the refining Soul tripod!" Mo Qianqiu clenched his fists.

Mo Fu looked at him with a slight smile: "What are you so worried about? Didn't I let Zhaolan lure you out? I have refined anyone, and I am reluctant to refine you. But the person behind you, I insist on His life is dead! His Dan Yuan contains chaotic karmic fire!"

Mo Qianqiu resisted with a horizontal sword, and said coldly: "You want his life, unless I die—"

Mo Fu suddenly grabbed Mo Qianqiu's neck, lifted him up, and laughed.

"Qianqiu, there are no living beings here, are you going to use your own soul to save him? If you die, what's the use of drawing your own soul?"

Mo Qianqiu still did not put down his sword, but just stared at Mofu coldly.

Mo Fu also looked straight at Mo Qianqiu, his expression became gloomy little by little: "You despise me."

"Yes, I disdain it." Mo Qianqiu replied.

"You are still the same as before. You don't tell a lie, and you don't even bother to avoid it. Even if you offend the world, you have to be yourself. One thousand and three hundred years ago, it was you who sent the war invitation to Lord Chunning. One thousand and three hundred years later Today, I send you a battle invitation. You don’t need to ask Xiantai, and you don’t need everyone to watch the battle! You only need to see Mr. Li Che!”

Mo Fu threw Mo Qianqiu out, and Lu Xiaochan quickly caught him.

Mo Qianqiu whispered: "You go, I'll hold him back."

"Go away! He just wants me to watch you get killed by him!"

Lu Xiaochan looked at Mofu, and said loudly: "One must live to understand, and one must die to understand! Tell me, how did I, Lu Xiaochan, provoke you! You want to kill Mo Qianqiu in front of me, Don't you just want to make me sad?"

"Because he carried the breath you exhaled close to his body!"

Mo Fu stepped forward, a sword array shook Lu Xiaochan and Mo Qianqiu far away.

Fortunately, the Wuhen sword protected her, and the sword array was activated in an instant, otherwise Lu Xiaochan would have been wiped out in ashes holding Mo Qianqiu!

"I'm going to die, and I don't want to die with you either!"

Lu Xiaochan's fingers holding the sword were filled with blood.

He really needed a good hilt to relieve the spiritual shock.

"Because he rushed to Wujingtian not to see me, but to save you!"

Mo Fu was attacked by another sword array, and Lu Xiaochan formed an array to resist again. This time, his wrist was almost shattered!

"Because he shed tears for your death, but he didn't want to see me again!"

The power of the heavy owl's sword came over, Lu Xiaochan pushed Tailing Zhenyuan out, Dashui entered the formation, Yuan Ze's sword formation opened, but instead of confronting the heavy owl sword formation head-on, it attached to it, As if the vast ocean had taken over the power of the rocks collapsing, the huge spiritual pressure made Lu Xiaochan and Mo Qianqiu raise their arms to block in front of them.

"It's been going on for a long time! You're just envious and jealous!" Lu Xiaochan yelled. He grabbed Mo Qianqiu's collar and said loudly, "Teacher—teach this lunatic a lesson! Respond to his challenge!" Tie! I want to see with my own eyes, even if the Xiyuan Sword Sect is possessed, he is not your opponent, Mo Qianqiu!"

"Are you crazy?" Mo Qianqiu grabbed Lu Xiaochan, his eyes widened.

"Not crazy. Who said that in a hopeless place, you have no power to borrow?"

Lu Xiaochan patted Mo Qianqiu on the shoulder.

"What do I borrow? With my cultivation base, I can't borrow the spirit of Fufu! You still want to see it with your own eyes? Will you see me being beaten to ashes by him?"

"Turn around for me." Lu Xiaochan said.

"Turn around?" Mo Qianqiu turned around, and immediately the back of the head was hit by Lu Xiaochan.

"Why are you so stupid? So stupid? Am I not alive?"

When Lu Xiaochan said that, Mo Qianqiu's eyes froze, and he grabbed Lu Xiaochan's shoulder.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Even if I borrow my own spirit, I won't use yours!"

Mo Fu lowered his head and smiled sinisterly: "That's right, because in Mo Qianqiu's opinion, your life is more important than his own. If I borrow your spirit, but I break the sword formation again, Your spirit will be destroyed, and your person will never wake up—how ​​can he be willing?"

Lu Xiaochan glanced at Mo Qianqiu, and Mo Qianqiu said coldly: "Don't get out? Who wants you to fight for me?"

"Mo Fu fell into the devil because you will feel sad for me, but you can never see him again until death. Then today's battle is not just a battle between you and Mo Fu. Mo Qianqiu, I believe in you." Lu Xiao Cicada said.

"Do you believe me? What do you believe in me? Fufu is the cultivation base of the first level of the general trend, and I am just taking advantage of the situation."

"Then borrow my soul and join the general trend." Lu Xiaochan said.

"What did you say?"

"I am more than willing to lend you my soul. Mo Qianqiu, no matter how many years and thousands of years, you may only have this chance to fight side by side with me. I will protect you with my soul, and you will come to save me from the great situation, dare you or not?"

"Aren't you afraid that you will never wake up?" Mo Qianqiu asked.

"I'm afraid. Because I still want to see my brother Wuxia. But you are Mo Qianqiu! It's not just a word of love that makes you sacrifice your life, but also righteousness! If you have righteousness in your heart, you must kill me!" Lu Li in the body!"

Mo Qianqiu closed his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the moment when he went straight up to Wujingtian with his sword, and watched Li Che being burned by the fire of karma and wiped out in ashes.

For the first time, he shed tears, and for the first time felt that what he trusted, what he cared about, all the joy and freedom were also burned by the karmic fire of chaos.

For more than 300 years, he had a smile on his lips, but he never smiled in his heart.

I also have obsessions.

Because my ability in the past was meager, you flew too high and too far, and I couldn't save you.

This time, you are by my side, and I want to save you.

"Miao Fu, today I will fight with you! Whether life or death, between you and me, this is the end!"

Mo Qianqiu held the Qianqiu sword in his hand, turned his wrist around, and pointed the sword against the tip of the sword.

His heart is like a rock, unstoppable.

"Qianqiu, let's have another pain." Mofu showed a stern expression.

The heavy owl sword formation rose from the ground, and all the power of the mountains and rivers poured into the formation.

Flying sand and rolling stones, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

Even the Chongluan Palace was trembling violently, and people were panicking, not knowing what happened.

Mo Qianqiu took a breath, he turned his head to look at Lu Xiaochan, and said with a smile, "Are you scared?"

The heavy owl sword array continued to condense, covering the sky and covering the earth, almost cutting across the entire Xiyuan.

"I'm afraid—I'm afraid you'll cry again, you idiot!"

With a wave of the Qianqiu Sword, Lu Xiaochan only felt that her soul was leaving her body, but it was not in pain. On the contrary, the Qianqiu Sword had no murderous aura.

In fact, Qianqiu Sword borrows the spirit of Wanwu, and in turn, Wanwu borrows Qianqiu Sword to protect itself.