Outside Luojia Mountain, the supreme sects joined forces to kill Zhidi's life. The situation of killing demons in the world opened again. The grudges that could not be eliminated finally exploded after the war in Tianfu ended.

Ten masters arrived together, and the innate army accompanied him, cutting off all retreat paths, and aiming to completely end the battle of killing demons that had lasted for several years.

Surrounded by the group, the death killing reflects itself, the black-clothed flies, the long dancing wildly, the cold eyes, and no human emotions, which makes people feel the chill that penetrates deep into their bones.

Seeing the familiar and unfamiliar figure beside him, Yin'er was stunned at first, then her hands tightly grasped the former's sleeve, and her pretty little face was not shaken at all.

"Are you afraid?" said the demon.

"Not afraid" Yin'er shook her head and replied.

"Okay, follow me, I'll take you out of the siege"

After regaining his demonic body, Ning Chen's tone was no longer as gentle as before, but the firmness in his words was unquestionable.

"Yeah" Yin'er nodded vigorously and responded.

With a wave of his hand, Chi Lian appeared and descended out of thin air. The evil aura spreads. Ning Chen held the sword, his figure flew out, the sword edge was rhythmic, and the space was crying.

Baili, Chiwei, and Qingyu three masters blocked the evil swords, and the collision shocked violently, and the aftermath scattered. The stalemate fell for a moment, and the blue light came. The Red Building rushed forward, and the Haoyuan rolled, and the palm power demanded his life.

Xuan Zhen and Wen Yang followed, and the moves opened and closed, and the earth moved and the mountain shook.

The eight masters joined forces to kill the demons, one advances, one defends one, and one continues to change, and the offensive is unmatched.

Faced with the killing disaster, Ning Chen looked cold, holding Yin'er with one hand and waving Chi Lian with the other hand. The vast demonic aura continued to rise around the two of them.

The demonic energy protects the body, the blessing of Feng Yuan, the power and the force are integrated, and the killing combat power is released. With one sword in hand, tens of thousands of men cannot open.

The sound of swords, swords, axes and halberds intersecting each other kept ringing. Eight masters chased their lives, and thirty half masters helped them to form a killing formation to stop the demons from walking.

Outside the killing situation, Bu Chunqiu and Yuanhuang watched the battle, calmly waiting for the opportunity to take action.

Eight chariots fight, Zhiming is full of martial spirit and sword light, a sword fighting bravely, and a shadow fighting bravely. Facing the army's siege, his expression is not at all afraid.

"kill"

With every sound of killing, thousands of innate powerful men came forward with their soldiers, with swords, guns, swords, and halberds forced their lives without any room for anything.

"Bloody Path"

The demon body moved, Chi Lian opened the Yellow Spring Road, the sword edge was rhythmic, the sword light broke through the air, the broken limbs and arms flew up, and blood stained the wilderness red.

The soldiers were like the waves, and in a blink of an eye, the blood-stained river was condensed, and the blood-stained sword was stronger. The red sword was sharp and dazzling.

The three masters retreated, and the three masters arrived again, with a powerful attack without any interruption.

In the storm-like attack, the demon body took extraordinary steps and his figure was like a illusion, avoiding crisis after crisis. The Chi Zheng in his hand kept absorbing the power of resentment between heaven and earth, and his power became more amazing.

"Thorny"

A sound of the sound of the clothes and silk splitting out, Bailizun's right arm, blood drifted away, facing the sword with force flowing together, he suffered a lot of injuries.

Outside the battle, seeing that siege and killing were difficult to gain the upper hand, Bu Chunqiu, Emperor Yuan stepped forward, and his palms and halberds cooperated to help the situation.

With the two strong attacks, Ning Chen suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and he shook his body with one sword, his figure swept, and he withdrew several steps.

Yuan Emperor hummed coldly, his palms followed like shadows, and he was ruthless in his life.

Ning Chen blocked the move with his sword, and with a sharp shock, he took several steps again.

"The power of luck"

Looking at the purple aura surrounding the former, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"Marquis Zhiming, I have been waiting for a long time this day."

The Yuan Emperor turned his palm into a fist, and the purple energy was urging him. A huge dragon-shaped energy roared out, surrounding him, and the Kaiyang Emperor showed his supreme cultivation.

Ning Chen flipped his palms to block the dragon energy, took a step back, took advantage of the momentum to rush out, and a sword rotated, and the black phoenix roared out behind him.

The dragon and phoenix roared straight into the sky, and after a moment of bang, the endless airflow spread out.

In the aftermath, there was a muffled groan, and the two retreated together, no difference between the winner and the loss.

"One move changes every move, you know the fate of the Marquis, you will be defeated without any consequences."

The Yuan Emperor suppressed the injuries in his body, stepped forward, and his palms urged him again, trembling with the power of the world.

Bu Chunqiu also waved his stern to meet him, and the other eight lucky moves cooperated, and an unprecedented terrifying lineup was forced to kill him ruthlessly.

Ning Chen should stand in one's body, facing thousands of troops, and his sword's power was urged to the limit.

"Blood Flame"

Chi Lian swung and slashed, and the anger of all directions gathered. The red blood flames of the Burning Sky and Boiling Sea swelled up. The earth cracked, and the earth fire gushed, which helped the power of the magic move.

In an instant, he screamed and shook the sky. When the blood flame passed, he burned his body and refined his soul. One by one, the innate figures were obscured in the fire waves and turned into ashes in an instant.

A sword shocked the sky, and a gap suddenly appeared in the formation of surround and killing. Ning Chen led Yin'er and stepped forward, rushing towards the gap.

"Are you leaving?"

Bu Chunqiu jumped, swung his halberd to block the road, and a halberd that was as heavy as a mountain fell from the sky.

At this moment, the void rolled and the dragon gate appeared. A girl in purple walked out, raised her slender hand and grabbed the heavy halberd directly, with a cold expression, "Bu Chunqiu, and all the venerables, what are you doing?"

"Mengzun, the Marquis of Zhiming is the Red Demon. The facts are in front of you. Please take action to get rid of this demon together." Bu Chunqiu said coldly.

"What if I say no!" Zhao Liusu's eyes were beating coldly and she responded.

"That'll offend"

Bu Chunqiu turned the heavy halberd in his hand and slashed it straight down. The power of thousands of pounds was shocking.

"By you!"

Zhao Liusu looked cold, waved his hand to block the heavy halberd, then slapped it out with a palm, shaking the former away with a bang.

"He can't do it, what about me?"

With a word, the battle situation changed again. The sunset gathered. A woman in green skirt walked out, and the third senior sister on the mountain appeared in the battle situation.

"Xi Piaoxu" Seeing the visitor, Zhao Liusu's face darkened and said.

"You will continue to hunt down the Marquis of Zhiming, and I will leave it here to me." Xi Piaoxu said lightly.

"Thank you!"

Bu Chunqiu responded, stepped forward and chased forward.

Ten people moved, and Zhao Liusu's figure rushed to block it, but Xi Piaoxu moved with it, her palm condensed Haoyuan and blocked the former.

The slammed and the palms were intersecting. Xi Piaoxu took a step back and fell a little bit. However, with the immortal body of Buddhism, it should be blocking the former path.

"Xi Piaoxu, I know that the Marquis of Mind has no grudges and grudges with you, why do you have to die?" Zhao Liusu said angrily.

"If he doesn't die, the younger sister will never be able to enter the supreme realm. Moreover, Buddha and demon have never been in harmony since ancient times. Knowing that the Marquis of Destiny has transformed into a demon, and sooner or later it will cause disaster to the world." Xi Piaoxu said indifferently.

The truth is hard to understand. Zhao Liusu's face was calm and he stopped talking. He stepped forward and swept his head. The Nine Soul Roulette appeared and turned into a divine sword, killing the Buddha.

With a bang, the two of them clashed again, and the airflow stormed, annihilated their bodies.

At the same time, among the numerous armies, Ning Chen led Yin'er, waved his sword step by step, broke spear, and flew his broken arms, and the blood flowers drifted, and a bloody path was set off.

"Marquis Zhiming, you can't escape"

The palm force and the halberd light came from behind. Ning Chen returned to the blocking move. During the violent collision, blood flowed out of his right arm.

"You are injured," Yin'er said anxiously with a small face.

"No obstacle"

Ning Chen replied softly, the demon fire rose on the sword, and a sword swept the heavy halberd. Then he passed by, avoiding the palm force of his body, and stepped forward, and the sword move came out again.

"Break the empty space"

A hundred feet of crazy mist opened the sky and cracked the earth, and blood and bones flew all over the sky. Two people met, dyed red, and retreated for a few steps.

The two priests retreated, and the three priests went forward again, and the attack without any gaps was fought, and they were killed again.

The sword tip blocked the three masters. When he was not in time for his breath to return, Ning Chen's mouth dyed red. With a deep shout, the magic waves rolled away.

The thunderous shock was shaking, and the three priests drew several feet, and then a heavy halberd arrived, and the cold front shone in his eyes.

The sword and halberd confronted each other, blood was splattered everywhere, red training and dyed red, but the sword force did not stop at all, the demonic energy was frenzied, the magnificent sword was pressed, and the earth broke through the mountain was shocked.

"Well"

When he stepped out of Chunqiu, Yuan Huang withdrew more than ten steps at the same time, blood spilled out on the corner of his mouth and spilled on the earth.

On the other side, Ning Chen was hit by the aftermath, and the corners of his mouth were also red, and the demonic energy around him fluctuated, showing signs of instability.

"Marquis Zhiming, your road is over."

At night, the three Red Mansions were rushing to death again. In the moment of crisis, blue lights sped away, and the Taoist sword broke through the air and blocked the three with one sword.

The figure with broken arms no longer saw the drunken lord of Taibai Mansion, who was once full of energy, was later defeated by the legend of the Eastern Region Sword Master. The Dao Sword was broken, the Dao Heart was broken, and he was drunk and dreamed and died all day long. Today he came out again, and the Dao Sword was forgotten, and the past was gone.

"Zhiminghou, leave." The Lord of Taibai Mansion turned his back to Zhiminghou and said calmly.

“Thank you”

Ning Chen did not hesitate much, and took Yin'er and rushed towards Luojia Mountain.
To be continued...