The aura on the young man's body was very light, but just a little bit of aura made Li Yang feel that he was quite powerful.
As if he had just returned from the battlefield, the red Miao sword was still stained with blood beads. When he was talking to Li Yang, the blood beads were slowly dripping and fell on the border of the extremely cold land, like flowers on the white snow. The red lotuses spread strangely.
The young man looked behind Li Yang with great interest. The demon camp was full of smoke, and the words on the fireworks had not dissipated, which looked like a provocation.
His tone was a little slow, but he was very confident. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which sect are you from?"
Li Yang asked the person next to him in a low voice: "Who is he?"
Li He and Li Jie, who were given priority to join the battlefield, were quite familiar with the boy and had met him at least a few times.
Li Jie answered her: "The young master of the ghost clan, Mo Xi."
Li He said: "Be careful with his talisman array, it has the ability to seduce people."
"Is he a talisman cultivator?" Li Yang asked.
Li He nodded, opened his mouth, but did not continue.
The girl immediately stepped on the Jinghong Sword and rushed forward.
Li He: "???"
Li Yang rushed and said: "Fu Xiu, you are so scared."
"He is not an ordinary talisman cultivator. His talent in the talisman path is no less than Lou Qi's."
Is there anyone on the Fu Dao who can be compared with Lou Qi? Li Yang raised her eyebrows, and when Jinghong Sword came closer, she punched her fist without saying a word.
Melee combat with a strong spear, swordsmanship is king.
Mo Xi was very beautiful, and her pale face seemed to show some agility. She was stunned for a moment, and immediately went on defense. His palms were thick, with thick calluses on them. The moment he touched Li Yang's fist, he was stunned from the moment he touched it. A chilling demonic energy quickly burst out from his body.
Li Yang felt the coldness on the back of her hand, and the chill spread unbridled into her body from the place she touched.
It was like an accidental punch, but he was testing it like crazy.
Li Yang was forced to step back slightly, rubbed his knuckles, and raised his voice: "Ice Spirit Root?"
"No." Li He replied: "The young master of the ghost clan is... a dark spiritual root."
Dark, where there is light there is darkness.
The dark spiritual root is the legendary spiritual root that only exists in the demon clan. It is said that it has the same unique properties as Lin Ya's light spiritual root, and is the only spiritual root that can resist the light spiritual root.
In other words, the young man in front of him, if nothing unexpected happens, is the future hope of the Demon Clan and the next true young master of the Demon Clan.
Mo Xi smiled and gently stroked the red Miao Dao with her fingertips: "I'm sorry, I can't let you leave like this..."
The red seedling knife shines with a strange light, like the red clouds in the sky before the setting sun, and is stained with the blood and tears of countless creatures.
The blade trembled slightly and fell from the top.
It landed impartially on her turtle shell and was blocked by the invisible green gauze.
Li Yang heard a sound.
There was actually a crack in her bastard shell.
"Be careful with this red Miao knife." Li He said: "This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the demon clan, and it is as famous as the Burial God."
The difference is that the Burial God is more mysterious. The sword seems to have its own consciousness and is no longer controlled by the demons. According to legend, the Burial God can easily see through the weaknesses of people's hearts, which is even weirder.
The Crimson Miao Sword is still under control for the time being. The offensive power of this sword can be said to be the best in the world, and it is the most powerful killing weapon in the legend of the demon clan.
Mo Xi was very interested in Li Yang and said very gently: "This defensive artifact of yours is new and good."
"How about it?" The young man's words were very charming: "Would you like to come to the Demon Clan? From now on, I will give you the imperial power and wealth with both hands."
Li Yang's back felt like it was being torn apart, and the skin and flesh were suddenly torn open.
Who says Mo Xi is just a talisman cultivator? His sword skills, both in terms of strength and accuracy, can be called perfect.
She quickly took two pills and asked, "Do you want anything for me?"
"Of course~" Mo Xi's smile did not diminish, and the attacking movements on her hands continued.
I saw the girl became active, her toes rested on the Miao Dao, and she lightly hooked her fingers.
"Then I will..."
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