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Chapter 189

Hearing this, Bai Hong's hair stood up in an instant, and his face changed greatly.

Ghost Dao people, before becoming famous and burning the Heavenly Demon Monarch, like to draw souls and refine, and everywhere they pass, ghosts cry and howl.

It was rumored that he had refined the lives and deaths of an entire million people, robbed them of their souls, and caused the Heavenly Sword Sect and Xiaoyaomen to join forces to encircle and suppress them.

Not long after, the Ghost Dao people were blocked in a valley by the two contemporary great elders.

In that battle, the sky was dark, the ghosts cried and howled, and the sun and the moon were upside down.

In the end, the Great Elder of Xiaoyaomen died tragically, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect fled with serious injuries, and tens of thousands of disciples of the two sects were sucked out of their souls by the Ghost Dao.

Since then, the ghost Daoist has become famous, and everywhere they go, the gods and ghosts are easy.

The record of the ghost Dao person flashed in his mind, and Bai Hong's face became more and more ugly.

"Ken Er, retreat! You are no match for the Oni Daoist!

Bai Hong shouted at the sword cultivator trapped in the ghost mist.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Hong slashed at the golden flame in front of Jian Yi with a sword qi.

Because he saw that Jian Yi at this time could no longer hold on.

"Bang!"

The sharp sword qi was interrupted by a bloody light.

"It's not a good habit to meddle in someone else's fight."

Fang Mo looked at Bai Hong with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Fang Mo..."

Bai Hong's pupils shrank slightly, staring at Fang Mo tightly, and a trace of jealousy appeared under his eyes.

He didn't make another move, because now he no longer dared to see Fang Mo in front of him as a little devil.

Even peerless demons such as the Burning Heaven Demon Monarch and the Ghost Dao Man can be accepted under their command and respectfully respect them, and ask the entire cultivation world, who can do this? ?

But Fang Mo did it.

For the young master who came out of this remote small city in front of him, the abandoned disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, Bai Hong had to admit that he had indeed looked away and seriously underestimated this young man named Fang Mo.

The Ten Thousand Corpse Sect is right, this Fang Mo is indeed a demon!

And it is also a demon path demon that is rare to see in 10,000 years!

Just as Bai Hong was thinking in his heart, the golden flame in front of Jian Yi finally broke through that layer of sword gang and hit Jian Yi's body firmly.

I saw that the golden flame directly merged into Jian Yi's body without any obstacles.

Jian Yi's face was full of horror, and he hurriedly used his Yuan Force, wanting to extinguish the golden flame in his body.

The result was in vain, and as soon as all the Yuan Power approached the golden flame, it was evaporated into nothingness by the terrifying high temperature.

"Ahhh!!"

Jian Yi's painful howl resounded in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the blood moisture in the sword began to evaporate, and his skin dried up and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was shocking.

"Great... Great Elder, save... Save..."

Jian Yi struggled and stretched out a hand towards Bai Hong, his eyes full of longing for life.

"Whew..." The

next moment, Jian Yi's body suddenly began to burn, and the whole person was instantly overwhelmed by dazzling golden flames.

After a few breaths, only a pile of ash was left on the ground.

"Kenichi!"

Bai Hong looked at the pile of ashes with a livid face.

A powerhouse of the Yuan Realm Nine Layers died just like that.

This is a strong person in the sect!

This was a heavy loss for the Heavenly Sword Sect!

This scene also made the surrounding Heavenly Sword Sect disciples feel a chill in their hearts, and their faces changed drastically.

Fang Mo ignored the pile of ashes on the ground, but glanced at the thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect faintly, and a trace of cruelty appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Kill."

When the voice fell, the five poisonous rakshas and the demon boy instantly turned into two streams of light and pounced on the crowd of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Fang Mo, you dare!"

Bai Hong shouted angrily and turned his head to look at the hundreds of sword cultivators behind him.

"Stop them!"

With Bai Hong's order, hundreds of sword cultivators rushed towards the five poisonous rakshas and demon children with matchless sword intent.

The so-called pull affects the whole body.

As soon as these hundreds of sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect moved, the hundreds of blood-robed demon cultivators behind Fang Mo also moved.

Boundless demonic energy poured into the square like a tide.

In an instant, the sky was dark, and the earthquake trembled.

The demonic qi is rolling, and the sword qi is soaring into the sky.

In the battlefield, the demon boy turned into a majestic giant hundreds of feet tall, with a fierce light, and dozens of people were crushed into meat mud as soon as he stepped on it.

And the five poisonous rakshas are even more strange, with a flexible body, walking in the battlefield, constantly waving their sleeves, and exuding endless green mist.

Every time he waved his sleeves, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect would fall one by one.

Those who fell without exception were all blue and black-skinned, their bodies were decomposed, and their deaths were terrifying.

Due to the strange poison technique of the Five Poison Rakshasa, those strong sword cultivators could only protect themselves, for fear that they would accidentally be poisoned.

Watching thousands of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples being continuously slaughtered.

...

On the other side, the second sword in the ghost mist was scattered at this moment, like a crazy demon, constantly swinging his sword and slashing at the air.

Surrounded by countless ghosts, there is an oozing "gurgling" sound.

"Enough, you have played enough, you little doll's soul, the old way has accepted it."

The Oni Daoist smiled, and then threw out a black skull.

The skull dripped and stopped on top of Jian Er's head, and Jian Er was unaware of it, still slashing wildly.

"Kenji, wake up!"

Bai Hong's face changed, and he shouted.

However, this thunderous voice did not wake Jian Er.

Immediately afterwards, the skull on top of Jian Er's head trembled violently, and endless black qi gushed out from the mouth of the skull, drowning Jian Er.

There was no scream, no wailing, but I saw that the black qi was churning, and a translucent figure was slowly sucked into the skull.

As the translucent figure was absorbed, Jian Er's body collapsed to the ground, and there was no sound.

"Gaba..."

the skull's mouth opened and closed up and down.

Then fly back into the hands of the Ghost Daoist.

"Not bad, the Yin Soul of the Yuan Realm Ninefold, Qiu..." The

ghost Daoist put away his skull with a smile.

Not far away, Bai Hong's face was gloomy and silent.

Now he was not thinking about the fall of the two Yuan Realm Ninefold, but his own safety.

Looking at the Burning Heaven Demon Monarch and the Ghost Dao Man in front of him, Bai Hong already had a retreat in his heart.

In the face of these two peerless demons, he had no chance of victory.

With the position he prepared this time, there could not be any surprises at all.

But the accident still appeared, not only that, but the Heavenly Sword Sect also suffered heavy losses.

Who would have thought that the two peerless demons, the Burning Heaven Demon Monarch and the Ghost Daoist, would be reborn.

Damn it!

How the hell did this Fang Mo do it!

Bai Hong glanced at Fang Mo and secretly cursed in his heart.

No, you can't wait any longer!

Must go!

Bai Hong saw the Burning Heaven Demon Monarch and the Ghost Daoist slowly approaching him.

At this time, he had long been unable to care about anything else, what Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, what sect has strong backgrounds, the most important thing is to escape by himself.

"Fang Mo, the old man admits to underestimating you, causing my sect to suffer heavy losses."

"But it won't be long before you are proud, the day the Sect Master leaves the customs is the time when you, the demon head, give the head!"

After Bai Hong finished his cruel words, he activated the spatial scroll in his hand.

A white light flashed, and Bai Hong was still standing in place.

Bai Hong was a little confused.

He glanced at Fang Mo, and then at the Burning Heaven Demon Monarch and the Ghost Daoist, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.