Chapter 8 Ice and Clear Jade Girl Ruo Yun Xing

"Who is it and who is against our Magic Flame Sect? Aren't you afraid of Benzong's revenge?" The man in red instantly rose to the sky and flew into the sky.

High above the sky, two people are floating with the sword at this time.

An old man with all white hair watched the man in red fly up and immediately scolded, "Yantong, you Demon Flame Sect are so crazy that you dare to sacrifice innocent mortals to blood souls. It should be killed!"

Beside the old man, a young woman in white, with a cold expression, also stared at the demon of the Moyan Sect with hatred.

"Who am I? It turned out to be the old way of Shuiyunzong! You Shuiyunzong also want to care about our magic flame sect. Aren't you afraid of causing two wars?

Yan Tong looked at this master of Shuiyunzong, who is a strong man who is only one step away from the realm of deification. In this regard, Yantong did not dare to be too presumptuous, so he had to hope that the other party would make concessions in the name of the sect.

"Hmm, the evil is crooked, and everyone will be killed. Especially your Demon Flame Sect, how many innocent killings have you created!" Yun Chuan pointed to the mountain village that was sacrificed alive below and said angrily.

However, for the dead more than a thousand villagers, Yan Tong didn't care: "It's just some mortals. Do you want to cause a war between religious sects because of a few mortals?"

"No nonsense, today I'm going to destroy you demons to pay tribute to the countless ghosts below! Ruoyun, go down and see if there are any living people in the village. Yun Chuan took back the huge sword inserted in the village and gave the order to the woman in white beside him.

"Yes, master!" Then, the woman in white flew into the mountain village.

The cloud divine consciousness was swept away, and the direction of the blood array was immediately found. A white light flashed, and the people of the Magic Flame Sect, who were manipulating the blood array, together with the Yantong in the sky, suddenly felt that the world had changed, and then a desolate plain appeared in everyone's eyes.

The plain is not very big. It may be a little exaggerated to say that the plain is a desolate place of nearly ten miles.

However, the whole ten-mile wasteland was desolate, and no creature could be seen, except for the people of the Moyan Sect.

Such a strange scene terrified the people of the Moyan Sect. Especially Yantong, who has reached the realm of Yuanshen development, he knows best how terrible this ten-mile wasteland will be.

This is a world of 'god' that belongs to the cloud!

"You - you - have really been deified?" Yan Tong turned to this desolate world in horror.

"No, but it's almost time. My world has taken shape. As long as I slowly warm up for thousands of years, I can really step into the realm of deification. Now you can die."

As soon as the voice of Yun Chuan fell, the whole desolate earth shook violently, and a huge shadow appeared.

The giant shadow's eyes are like gods, contemptuous of everyone! Before the shadow comes, the pressure has arrived!

Endless pressure made a few people who were weak and died in an instant. And the rest of the magic flame sect also resisted with difficulty.

"Quick, fast! Let's bombard this space together. If we don't smash this semi-theistic space, we will all die here. This is the absolute world of the old way.

Yan Tong roared, and a strange black human skin suddenly appeared in his hand. On this black human skin, a horrible skull is burning in the flames...

"Huh? Magic Flame Skull Flag!" Yun Chuan's voice sounded loudly in the whole desolate world, "I didn't expect that the magic flame skeleton flag, one of the top magic weapons of your magic flame sect, disappeared in your hands thousands of years ago? So that's it!"

Hearing this, the people of the Magic Flame Sect also looked at Yantong in surprise. Yan Tong stared and roared, "If you don't work hard, you will die. If we can't penetrate this desolate world, none of us can live."

Everyone no longer hesitated. They took out their own magic weapons and bombarded the earth with the magic flame skeleton flag. Suddenly, the desolate ten-mile world was full of magic, as if it was about to gushe out of this world.

Yanhai shook the magic flame skeleton flag. The bear's magic flame suddenly filled the whole ten-mile small world, and countless skeletons rampaged in the magic flame.

The whole ten-mile world has been shaken! However--

"Useless work!"

In the majestic giant shadow's hand, a giant sword suddenly appeared. The giant shadow pinched the sword and cut it, and the turbulent magic that had been immersed in the ten-mile small world was cut off in an instant.

Except for Yantong, everyone was destroyed, and their magic weapons were broken into scum.

The power of a sword is like this!

"Puff!" Yan Tong spit out a mouthful of blood, and his heart was stunned: If it hadn't been for the protection of the magic flame skeleton flag, he would have been as determinated as others.

At this moment, the magic flame skeleton flag has also been cut out with a long scratch.

"The sword of deification, haha, I lost unjustly! I thought I had a magic flame skeleton flag in my hand, and how could I resist a few moves? Yunchuan Laodao, can you tell me what kind of sword it is?

Yan Tong completely gave up resistance. He knew that in front of the deified treasures, any resistance was superfluous, not to mention that his cultivation was higher than his own.

"The name of the sword is Chunjun! You should also know who I am. I will never leave any enemies under pure Jun. Take this last sword. The grand voice sounded again, and at the same time, the giant shadow raised the 'Pure Jun' sword.

"Ha ha, if you want to kill me, Yun Chuan, you will never have a chance!" After saying that, Yan Tong's whole body bulged, but with a "bang", Yan Tong's whole body burst.

The explosive body died! The magic flame skeleton flag fell to the ground.

The evil people of the Demon Sect are fierce to others and even more fierce to themselves!

"Hey--" Yun Chuan Lao Dao appeared, picked up the magic flame skeleton flag, and then disappeared.

......

In the dead mountain village.

Qin Mo, who sat cross-legged on the ground, has gathered a large amount of blood essence in Dantian. A pair of bloody eyes also returned to a deep black.

"Who is going against the people of the Demon Flame Sect?" Qin Mo frowned, "Looking at this situation, it is at least the enemy of the Demon Flame Sect, and it is still a very powerful enemy. If so, should I ask him to get started? It's just that there is such a cheap thing in the world. Let's take a look first!"

Qin Mo, who had passed his impulsive age, did not immediately cry and ran out to ask for apprentices. If you go out now, it's not a teacher, it's looking for death!

What happened these days made Qin Mo a little indifferent to everything. What about hospitality? In the end, it's not the destruction of the village; what about simplicity and kindness? In the end, it's not the same.

The world in this world has often died. If you don't want to be killed, then kill others! The premise is that you have strong power.

Qin Mo stood up, casually found a house, and hid in.

At this moment.

A beautiful woman in white flew into the village and then took out a mirror. A golden light shot from the mirror in an instant and shot at the bloody mask.

The golden light seems to have divine power, and the evil and strange residual blood mask is slowly broken.

The stars in the sky shine on the mountain village again. The starlight is still those starlight, but the mountain village is not this mountain village. It has become a ghost prison.

......

The young woman who fell from the sky is very beautiful. She is slender and in white, as tall as a fairy in the Heavenly Palace. It can only be seen from afar, but not desecrated.

From afar away, Qin Mo could feel the coldness on the woman in white. There is no denying that she is more beautiful than her wife, but...

"In this life, no one can replace my wife!"