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Chapter 1360 Twelve Demon Cultivators

Listening to her words, Mo Ye looked at her and saw that her hand moved, and the round bamboo at her waist had already flew out of her hand, attacking the monks buried in the soil and only exposed their heads in front.

"Bang!"

The round bamboo with a powerful aura turned towards the ground in the middle. When the round bamboo was shot down and inserted into the soil, a stream of air visible to the naked eye spread out from the round bamboo like a scattered water pattern, overflowing to the surroundings like a full stream of water.

The demonic aura that was scattered around quickly dissipated in the breath of the Wannian Guanyin Bamboo, and it spread out because of this purified aura. The demon cultivator hidden in the soil in the middle of the formation flew out suddenly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Twelve demon cultivators hiding under the soil flew out. They were wearing black robes and their hair was disguised. Due to the reason of practicing magic skills, their hands and lips were covered with abnormal black, and even the aura they all over their bodies was black.

A bloodthirsty gaze stared at the two people walking out in front of him. One of the demon cultivators had a gloomy face and reached out to pull out the bamboo. Unexpectedly, when his hand touched the bamboo, it seemed like it was burned by fire. He took his hand back with a sudden thud. When he raised his hand, he saw that a layer of skin was burned off from his hands.

Tang Ning thought about it, and the round bamboo stuck on the ground flew back to her hands with a whistle. She stared at the twelve demon cultivators and said to Xiao Hei: "Xiao Hei, save people, let's deal with these demon cultivators."

"Dumb!" Xiao Hei flapped his wings and screamed, flying forward.

"You are Master Tang!"

One of the demon cultivators stared at the bald boy in blue clothes, and a hint of resentment flashed through his sinister eyes: "It's you who ruined us repeatedly! Kill!"

The sound containing murderous aura fell, and the twelve demon cultivators flew out at the same time, six of whom went towards Mo Ye, and six of them surrounded Tang Ning.

The twelve demon cultivators, all of whom were at the level of Nascent Soul, rushed towards the two of them at once, and the powerful Nascent Soul aura was pressing towards them like a mountain. However, Tang Ning and Mo Ye were not ordinary cultivators, and the pressure of these demon cultivators did not have any effect on them.

Seeing the demon cultivators surrounding him, Mo Ye stretched out his hand, and the spiritual power in his palm surged. The Hunyuan Dragon Bone Sword appeared in his hand. The sword had been purified by Tang Ning, and the demonic energy and evil energy had dissipated. Holding it in his hand, a layer of strong spiritual power was emitting from the sword. The powerful sword aura surged with Mo Ye's spiritual power, wrapped around the sword.

His hand holding the Hunyuan Dragon Bone Sword turned slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground. The next moment, the black figure rushed forward like a ghost, and the sword moved with him, and only the sharp airflow sounded.

The sword shadow flew past, and the screams also sounded, followed by a human head flying out and blood splashed.

"Bang!"

The corpse flew out, and even the demon cultivator had no time to react. However, when he died, his demonic energy dissipated and it penetrated into the soil with blood. Mo Ye did not notice the strange scene because he wanted to deal with another demon cultivator.

Tang Ning saw six demon cultivators surrounding her. The six of them each used their skills to attack her from different directions. Some were holding swords, some were holding sword chains with curved hooks, and some were holding iron claws on their arms.
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