The speed of this sword was so fast that it was difficult to detect as it was a sneak attack but it was not full of killing intent. Therefore, when the sword scratched the little tiger, no one could react and the blade of the sword was stained with blood.

However, when the sword saw blood again, it was already filled with murderous intent, its momentum changed drastically, and it struck directly at Cang Nanyi.

How come everyone can't react to a sword made with such momentum?

The first to make a move were Qing Shui and Qing Xuan. Their faces changed drastically. He turned back to look at her, his eyes becoming colder and colder. When he looked at her, his face was suddenly covered with a layer of coldness in the middle of winter.

He felt so angry that a terrible dullness seemed to vibrate from his chest.

"You are so presumptuous!!!"

However, before the two girls could take action to stop them, they were surrounded by a group of immortals with evil eyes. The two girls were seriously injured and exhausted in the deadly battle just now. How could they still have the strength to resist if the crowd rose up to surround them?

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Suspicion, suspense, fear, and uneasiness have already made this group of people anxious and their eyes filled with violence.

If Kunlun Mountain hadn't been famous for so many years, it would have been regarded as an insurmountable and disrespectful mountain in the minds of all living beings.

At this moment, this group of people may have already started to want to eliminate the trouble for the two girls.

Master Fanshu has an outstanding position, but no one can stop her.

Just seeing that the little tiger was injured by the flying sword, her heart tightened and her attention was focused on the little tiger. When she realized what happened, she wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Qing Ao glanced at Jin Fujun with a slightly surprised look in his eyes.

This domineering young Golden Immortal has a temperament that is both coarse and subtle, and he is a little more distracted than others.

Although the little tiger was not Cang Nanyi's biological child, in order to save her from the verge of death when she was nailed by evil spirits, the empress transformed into a half-body demon fairy and tempered a new skin for her.

physical body.

Therefore, even though this little tiger has no blood connection with Kunlun Mountain, he can still maintain the body of a half-demon, and even his true origin is from the same origin as the empress.

This bond is closer and deeper than the bloodline of an heir.

It is indeed much easier to break the spiritual cage that Cang Nanyi transformed with his own hands, with the blood of the little tiger as a guide.

The young man in white clothes who was sitting in a wheelchair suddenly tightened his fingers casually on his knees, and in his empty hands, a few strands of transparent silk threads that were invisible to the naked eye suddenly appeared.

The extremely thin thread was wrapped around his knuckles, and as he tightened it, it suddenly tightened into a sharp arc, as if he was planning to block the sword.

Having a clear view of every move under Shen Jibai's hand, Mr. Jin couldn't help but sneer on his face, and his heart was full of disdain.

Although this Jibai Young Master is regarded as the number one genius in the Ancient Yin Kingdom, in just over two hundred years, his reputation has surpassed that of countless proud men in the Pure Realm.

Of course, one of the proud men of heaven who is overshadowed by his light is also Sumirefu-kun.

But no matter how extraordinary his status and talent are, it cannot change the fact that his legs are disabled, his eyesight is blind, and his cultivation level is only at the peak of the Takumi realm.

Just to participate in a trial, his father would even send a peerless master like Master Wangyou to accompany him and protect him.

But in terms of force value, this clever young man may not be able to defeat anyone present.

To make such a gesture of saving people is simply overestimating one's ability.

Shen Jibai tightened his fingers for only a moment. In that moment, his gray eyes moved slightly, the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc, and the stretched bones on the back of his hands slowly loosened and sank, while the fingers wrapped around them The sharp silk threads also fell loosely like a spider web.

There was a loud and long cry, and the spirit sword that had been offered as a blood sacrifice to Sumire Mansion hit the spirit cage barrier without any hindrance.

The sky clouds above Cangnan Yi's head shook. For a moment, thunder rolled, and black clouds descended on the mountains and earth like splashing ink. The black mist that had been suppressed and dormant in the cage suddenly became wild and unbridled. It flowed wildly through her pale skin.

The black mist suddenly dispersed, quickly engulfing the figure in the cage.

Shen Jibai sat in the wheelchair with a calm expression.

Wangyou, the beautiful woman holding the wheelchair behind him, raised her eyebrows and said, "Your Highness can't stop you, but you just watch helplessly?"

Shen Jibai raised his hand and touched the corners of his eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "Leave it to that guy to act like a hero and save a beauty."

"That guy..."

Just as she was doubting herself, the beautiful woman felt something in her heart. She raised her head and looked into the distance, only to see that on the Water God Realm in the southwest, at some point, a pool of rolling plasma thunder rolled into a piece of water hanging in the sky. The huge deep black vortex gradually converged.

And in that thunder tribulation, the people who were supposed to survive the tribulation have been annihilated into ashes and disappeared into the world of mortals.

The dazzling electric light disappeared in a corner of the world, making the Kunlun Mountains, which had been covered by the night, appear even more profound and dark.

With such a vision, everyone should have broken the spiritual cage, and Mr. Jinfu should be the first to take the lead.

No matter what the empress' plan is, now that she has been defeated, it will be difficult for her to achieve what she wants.

Mr. Jinfu, who was in the limelight, held his chest and head high, and said loudly: "Your Majesty is a saint and has received incense for eternity. She should also use her body to protect the law for eternity. Now, your Majesty's various strange behaviors have made us feel very uneasy. I might fall into a trap, so please open your eyes and speak your mind."

Everyone shouted loudly and said, "Please open your eyes and speak your mind."

Everyone's words were still as respectful as before, but their attitude was getting closer and closer, their eyes wary and taboo looking at the black mist pouring out of the spiritual cage, and each of them had already secretly pinched the military skills with their palms. .

It seemed that whenever the woman in the black mist made any angry move, they would not care about the saint's prohibition, and would immediately subdue her when her calamity was about to come.

This is their only chance.

However, unconsciously, they had long forgotten their original purpose and enemy when they came here.

Master Qing Ao had already retreated from the war, with his arms folded across his chest, as if he was continuing to watch the good show with a mocking look.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bright red blood beads rolled down the girl's snow-white cheeks, but she didn't even raise her hand to wipe them away.

The little tiger has already placed one hand on the ancient book at his waist, and with a slight push of his fingertips, he can open the page.

Her eyes were deep and indifferent, like a cold pool. Her cold eyes swept over everyone, and her brows were gathered together, like ice and snow gathering.

"I see, who among you dares to touch my mother."

Nufan's eyes were very sharp, and she saw the Baiye Luoshu on the little tiger's waist at a glance. She clicked her tongue in disgust and impatiently, but there was a deep fear in her eyes.

Baiye Luoshu is a mysterious ancient scroll tempered by the fusion of the blood of the true immortal and the bones of the demon saint.

A long time ago, it was regarded as a sacred object by the demons for many years.

Because he later recognized this little tiger as his master, he stayed in Kunlun Mountain.

Over the years, no one has ever seen this ancient book open with her own eyes, but she has never forgotten the rumors about this book.

Once upon a time, the young demon king who had not yet awakened the power of the king's flames, used this book to instantly kill twelve high-ranking golden immortals.

This scroll fell into the hands of the Kunlun Mountain Lord who did not know how to practice. It changed from a cursed weapon for killing people to a life-saving tool. Since then, it has never shown its terrifying side to the world.

Nvfan only knew that Baiye Luoshu stayed in the Kunlun Mountains and wore the body of a tiger to protect her life.

It was only today that she noticed that the moment this useless little tiger with sick bones laid his finger on the ancient scroll, she could actually feel an unknown and secret curse.

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The weak tiger clearly has the power to kill.

A chill ran down Nufan's spine, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. In her plan, she would not allow any harm to disrupt her layout.

Since you two have a deep love for each other, I will give you a ride to reunite with her.

Nufan's face was gloomy, and she moved half a step forward to hide herself in the shadow of the sky. A black thunder blade condensed in the palm of her sleeves. The flashing light of the thunder blade was the same color as the darkness. It jumped under her palm for a moment, and was then ejected by her finger.

Quietly shoot towards the little tiger's heart.

Everyone's thoughts are focused on the black mist that is about to get out of control, fearing that the calamity will get involved and lead to an irreversible end.

No one except Nu Fan took the cold threatening words of this little tiger with no cultivation at heart.

Therefore, no one noticed that Nv Fan would quietly attack the little tiger in this chaotic situation.

The girl who was stroking the book with her fingers lowered her eyes, as if she didn't notice.

The surging dark fog suddenly became turbulent. In the fog, clear light broke through the darkness, and the sharp sword energy flowed like silk.

There was a soft sound of 'ding', and it collided with the hidden murderous intention with great precision, and the thunder blade instantly turned into wisps of debris, passing in front of the girl.

The remaining sword that broke through the black mist swept away from her side and was nailed deeply between the rocks. The sword's energy was still lingering, exuding a cold brilliance in the dark night.

Sumire's face tightened, and he saw clearly that the broken sword was actually the personal sword he had thrown out just now.

He asked the saint to break the cage with his sword, never thinking that the personal sword that had been with him for many years would still be safe and sound.

But on this broken sword, it is clear that the sword energy has not been damaged at all, and is even better than before. It is obvious that it has not been weakened by the spirit cage formation.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the black mist.

At that time.

Suddenly a bright, cold moon appeared in the sky.

There is thin moonlight, as if coming from the human world and setting mountains.

Suddenly a strong wind blew in from the mountains, bringing with it the smell of snow and wood in the mountains. A dark robe came into everyone's sight. The cloud patterns on the corners of the robe were entwined with black mist. The wind dispersed the black mist bit by bit from the darkness.

There is a shadow in the middle, and the six aspects of the human world follow behind that person like a shadow.

It was a very tall and slender shadow. The shadow gradually became clearer. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the two pairs of slender silver-white dragon horns growing out of the hair on his head.

They are not horns born from monsters, but a pair of genuine dragon horns.

After a frightening night, there was silence again.

Everyone saw that behind the man, the spiritual cage had not dispersed. The black mist rolling out from Cangnan Yi's body kept hitting the walls of the cage, but it still failed to break through the cage formation to see the heaven and earth.
To be continued...