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The corpse was shocked and angry, "Boy, who are you? Who is the descendant of Saint?!"

"Jiuyin? Fuhuang? Martial Ancestor? Yandi? Shenhuang? Dahuangzun? Or another Saint?"

Ling Xuan just smiled lightly and said nothing.

Must it be the descendant of Saint Realm?

He moved his hands slightly.

Jiuyou Bingyan and Jiuxiaoshen Leiyan gradually approached Shi Luan's head.

The demon clan of the Corpse Department took a slanted sword, their demon hearts were all in their heads.

It is precisely because of this that the other parts of the body can be blasted out, which can be used as a powerful means of self-destruction.

"If you help me resurrect, I can give you whatever you want!"

The corpse screamed in despair.

The head is everything to him.

If the head is gone, he will die completely and never be resurrected.

Even if the devil saint came in person, he couldn't save him!

"To me, your only value is to serve as nourishment for Strange Fire." Ling Xuan said calmly.

Gritting his teeth, Shi Luan cursed viciously, "You damned slave, my father will definitely avenge me, you..."

Before he could finish his words, his head was wrapped in Jiuyou ice flames.

The sound behind became a series of whining.

Finally disappeared completely.

A generation of magic Supreme, the corpse of Tianjiao's corpse is messed up, and it has completely fallen.

Can't die anymore.

At the moment his head was refined, the Dao lines on the Law Manifestation of the primordial image increased sharply!

Forty-three!

Forty-five!

Forty-eight!

Fifty-five!

Finally reached seventy streaks before stopping.

However, new dao patterns continue to appear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the corpse is completely refined, it might be able to hit Baiwen!

Ling Xuan was not impatient, calmed down and continued refining.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye it was March again.

Cangqing Cave Mansion outside.

Xiang Bai and Yin Zanhua's team looked exhausted and were on their way back.

Yin Zanghua's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he looked at the surrounding demon soil.

This piece of magic soil has not been purified yet, and the magic energy is very strong, which makes her very uncomfortable.

She came and went frequently these days, and she had long remembered this feeling.

However, at that moment just now, she clearly felt that the magic energy began to subside naturally.

It's as if someone has removed the root cause.

As a member of the Baixiang family, Xiangbai's perception is even stronger.

Just now it was clearly all black, but now it turned into white at an extremely fast speed.

Far faster than they could purify with the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land Suppressor!

"What happened?" Xiang Bai was stunned.

Not only him, but thousands of other teams all responded in the same way.

Outside the magic land.

Ximen Changqing and Xiang Heng stood in the mid-air, overlooking the magic land.

The two Supreme realms release their aura all the time to keep the magic soil from spreading outward.

Their perception of the devil's soil is naturally the strongest.

"The magic soil started to shrink on its own," Xiang Heng said oddly.

Ximen Changqing had been dozing off with his eyes closed all the time, but at this moment he suddenly opened his eyes, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"What's going on, could it be that the source of the magic energy has disappeared?"

Xiang Heng looked at Ximen Changqing, "Old Ximen, what do you think?"

Ximen Changqing glanced at him, and said calmly, "It should be that Demon Supreme is hiding and no longer exudes magic energy."

Surprise flashed across Xiang Heng's pair of giant eyes, "That's weird, Supreme, the majestic corpse demon, is about to be resurrected, so why did he hide? Could it be that he sensed our arrival?"

"Hey, it seems that my name, Xiangheng, is still a bit intimidating."

Ximen Changqing was speechless for a while.

After a while, he said, "There is another possibility."

"The demon Supreme died of its own accord."

He paused and said, "But this possibility is too small to be ignored."