Low Key Demon

　　 Spirit Sword Sect, the sun is shining, the wind is beautiful.

　　 "Oh! I don't know if the disciples going down this time will encounter any accidents..." Inside the Magic Sword Pavilion, the Fourth Elder sighed worriedly.

"Since the suzerain has said it's okay, it's useless for us to worry about it. What's more, it's important. Besides, what else can we do?" The fifth elder Sun Jie next to him immediately replied, and Meng Heng hadn't come up yet. Their task now is to guard the entrance to the abyss.

"Not to mention this, I just received a message from my disciple that the true disciple of Junior Brother Gu, Zhai Xiang, said that he had found traces of the magic way near Sanyang City and brought all the disciples of the sword hall to search..." Zhuang Xian Said with a frown.

"Zhai Xiang, this kid is too reckless to do things, Senior Brother Gu is too accustomed to him, the last time he led people to surround Sanyang City, fortunately there was no trouble, otherwise the Shen clan will pursue it, and the lord will punish him heavily! "The Fourth Elder shook his head, but didn't take it too seriously.

"Senior Nephew Zhai is indeed impulsive at times, but he can't be blamed for what happened last time. Senior Brother Gu disappeared for no reason. It is normal for this disciple to be impatient." Sun Jie immediately replied. He was closer to Gu Jiannan at this time. Naturally, he had to speak out to protect the opponent's disciple.

　　 "It's not that simple!" Zhuang Xian sighed, and then said: "He took advantage of the Sixth Junior Brother's retreat and pulled the lecture hall disciples halfway over, and there were more people going to the outer door..."

　　 "What?" Sun Jie and the four elders were taken aback at the same time, but before they could ask the truth, the change suddenly occurred!

　　 rumbling! !

　　 Qingjian Peak suddenly heard an earth-shattering sound, and then the three of them felt an inexplicable depression, and there was an illusion of breathlessness!

　　 "What happened?" The Fourth Elder asked in surprise.

　　 "Go out and have a look!" Zhuang Xian replied immediately, then got up and walked out.

　　 Seeing this, the Fourth Elder also followed out, but Sun Jie was not good at fighting, so he had to continue guarding the entrance of Diyuan.

　　 Zhuang Xian and the Fourth Elder had just walked out of the Magic Sword Pavilion, and immediately discovered that the originally clear sky was covered in blood! In the direction of Qingjian Peak, a huge scarlet hand was looting everywhere in the sect, and everything it passed was a mess! The 300-year foundation of the Spirit Sword Sect has been completely destroyed!

　　 "Escape! Run away!" A hysterical shout suddenly came from the **** hands! Zhuang Xian and the fourth elder followed the prestige, and suddenly found a familiar figure among the hundreds of people abducted by their blood hands-the hall master of the lecture hall, the sixth elder who had been retired not long ago!

　　 "Hurry up! Go down to find the Sect Master and Grand Master!" Zhuang Xian immediately reacted, this giant hand is not the two of them who can handle it, the most urgent thing is to quickly report the matter to Meng Heng in Diyuan!

　　 But his voice just fell, and his body had not had time to retreat. The **** giant hand that was far away on Qingjian Peak the moment before caught the two of them on top of the head! Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the two went black, and they didn't know anything...

　　 In the Scarlet Corridor, the purple-clothed old man was lying on the ground, kowtow desperately!

"Senior forgive me! Senior forgive me! The little old man is three hundred and seventy years old, and I have not had a few years to live. Even if you occupy my physical body, it is of no use!" The purple-clothed old man begged for mercy in embarrassment, standing in front of him. A young man in his thirties, with a gloomy aura, unlike a profound master of the right path, there is a hole in his chest exactly like Zuo Xunyang!

"I know! But now I don’t know what happened to the Emperor’s Tomb, and the power here is fading! Although I am able to recover my mind and no longer be as muddled as I was a few months ago, this is not a good sign! Once the power here It’s all lost, it’s when I’m waiting for my life!” The young man explained in his spare time, “In addition, I’m different from the half-slingers you met before! I am a soul cultivator. Hard thing! Your body is just overdone..."

　　 "Senior forgive me! Senior forgive me..." The purple-clothed old man kept begging for mercy, but as he spoke, he suddenly raised his head and exclaimed in horror: "Senior, behind you..."

　　 "Huh?" The young man looked back subconsciously.

　　 "Dead!!" The purple-clothed old man suddenly roared, and the long sword that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly came out of its sheath, slashing towards the young man's head without any hesitation!

　　 This sword gathers all the profound energy of the purple-clothed old man's body, which is far from comparable to the seven imperial winds he used before! He is confident that even if the opponent’s head is a piece of steel,

Will be split in half by it!

brush!

　　 The next moment, the long sword cut into the youth's forehead without accident! The purple-clothed old man was overjoyed at first, and then felt wrong, how come there was no resistance on the sword?

　　 Just as the purple-clothed old man was thinking like this, a big hand suddenly pressed on his heavenly spirit from behind. In an instant, he lost all his strength and could no longer move!

"I have been locked up for too long, and now I almost didn't even react to such a clumsy trick... Unfortunately, the gap between you and me is too big, no matter how hard you struggle, it is futile!" The young man sneered and said, pressing the purple-clothed old man's right hand. Gradually exert force.

　　 "Ahhhhh!!!" The purple-clothed old man suddenly screamed, and it was only at this moment that he realized that what had been cut just now was just a remnant!

　　 The young man's expression was indifferent, his right hand was suddenly raised, and he was about to pull out the soul of the purple-clothed old man directly! But at this moment, a void crack suddenly opened above the two, and a bunch of golden flames shot over like a sharp arrow!

　　 Boom! !

　　 Jin Yan shot the young man instantly and blasted him directly! But it didn't even affect the purple-clothed old man next to him.

　　 At the same time, the purple-clothed old man only felt a flash of golden light, and before he realized what had happened, he saw the strong man who looked like a **** and demon in his own eyes just now, half-disabled and planted on the ground!

"Who is it?!" The young man suddenly surprised. The half of his body that was blown up quickly recovered. There are not many existences that can hurt himself in this place. There are indeed a few monsters among the three thousand heartless blood slaves~www.wuxiaspot.com~but Those few people shouldn't wake up now!

　　 The other side of the void was too lazy to reply, and then a bunch of golden flames floated in, wrapped the purple-clothed old man tightly, and was about to pull the **** corridor!

　　 "Don't think about it!" The young man struggled to get up from the ground, and immediately released a black smoke in his hand. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a thousand resentful souls, and rushed towards the golden flame!

　　呲呲呲......

　　 resentful soul looked majestic, but as soon as it approached Jin Yan, it was directly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, and it did not play a deterrent effect at all! The young man showed a sullen expression, and immediately offered a black ghost hand, and slapped it fiercely into the void!

　　 "Find your own way!" A low anger suddenly came from the crack, and then, the third beam of golden flames rushed into the arena, and then turned into a gigantic unicorn the size of a thousand!

　　 Boom! ! !

　　The ghost hand shot the unicorn clone immediately and made a loud noise! But before the sound was over, a golden thunder suddenly passed through the ghost hand and struck the young man's head in the blink of an eye!

　　 rumbling! !

　　 Jin Lei pulled the rotten youth and split the youth in half! Even if the body of the unintentional blood slave has the title of "immortality", it is powerless at this moment!

　　 "I hate it... it's only one step away..." The young man's eyes gradually began to lose sight. The opponent was too strong. He didn't even see what the opponent looked like. He was about to die...Hate! I came too late, and there was only one stranger left, so I had to grab it! If you don't grab it, you will die! It's a pity... I still lost...