"Young Master!"
"Bu Fei!"
There were exclamations one after another.
Although the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron is a top-notch demon-suppressing fairy weapon, he has not yet completely conquered the cultivation within his body! How could Yuanying's strength alone be able to withstand the magic sword?
Ling Bufei ignored it. He stared at the demon sword closely, made a seal with both hands, and controlled the demon-suppressing cauldron to push it up.
With his level of cultivation, it was already difficult to summon the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, let alone control it against enemies.
But he had to do this, he couldn't just watch the elders suffer heavy casualties.
This is the responsibility of the young sect master, what the master of the Demon Suppressing Cauldron must do.
Just like what my mother did by the Ming River more than thirty years ago.
"Everyone, hold on together!" Hua silently flew up and threw out the fly whisk.
Channels of golden light were emitted from the fly whisk, pointing directly at the magic sword.
"Just wait until the mountain guarding formation is surrounded!"
right! The mountain guarding formation is coming to kill them right away, as long as they can hold on for a while!
The elders cast spells one after another, and You Yan and Lin Baiyu, who arrived later, joined in. Even Ji Xingge worked hard regardless of his own safety.
One, two, three or four... everyone worked together and focused on the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, finally stopping the Demon Sword's castration.
Next, just...
"Sect Master!" Ying Shaoguang, who had been staring at him, suddenly shouted, "No, he is going to run away!"
Just now Ling Yun Gao looked like he was crazy, and he didn't care about revenge. Everyone thought he had given up, but they didn't expect that he was so cunning and used another trick to confuse people.
But no one can distract him from chasing him. Almost all the spirit-transforming Yuanyings are restrained here. The remaining Danjie disciples will probably be killed by him if they meet face to face.
Can we just watch him go?
The sect of the majestic Immortal Sect had a demonic master, not to mention that he was allowed to escape unscathed. It was a great shame and humiliation.
But what can they do? I really can’t spare any time...
Ling Yungao snorted coldly, transformed into a escaping light, dragged out a long black shadow, and was about to break through the barrier and leave.
"Ding..." The sound of Qing Yue's sword sounded, and a ray of light came towards him. The sword energy shot out, passed through, and stopped Ling Yungao.
When the light dissipated and the figure inside was revealed, everyone was surprised.
"Junior Brother Song!"
"Uncle Song!"
"Master!"
Song Zhiyi nodded slightly, and another person came out from behind. White bone umbrella, purple gauze clothes, face like white jade, who is this if not Bai Mengjin?
"Junior Sister Bai!"
"Baiyatou!"
Bai Mengjin smiled slightly and said to Ling Yun: "Sect Master, where are you going?" Literature
Ling Yungao didn't expect them to come, but this was his only chance to escape, and he wouldn't have it if he let it go. So he said nothing, blood flashed in his eyes, and the demonic shadow rose into the sky.
Song Zhi raised his sleeves and swung his sword. Without the restrictions of the Xuanbing Prison, his sword energy spurted out and faced the attack.
"Stab it——"
When the sword energy and the demonic shadow met, it was a flesh-and-blood fight in which both sides spared no effort.
Ling Yungao was seriously injured and his strength was not restored. Song Zhiyi spent three years in Xuanbing Prison and was not in the best condition. The two sides were fighting with all their strength.
Seeing the demonic shadow towering into the sky and the demonic waves rolling, Bai Mengjin slowly held up his umbrella.
Ling Yungao's chest suddenly burst into flames.
That's her! Ever since he came to the Wuji Sect, that boy was inexplicably cured of his Juemai, and he has been experiencing bad luck! She was even more involved in the Ling family incident, and it would develop to this point. This stinky girl has nothing to do with it!
If he had to die today, then let her be buried with him and let that kid Ling Bufei taste the pain of heartbreak.
Ling Yungao's eyes flashed with magic light, he suddenly turned around and shouted: "Kill her!"
The demonic shadow flashed, and the demon attached to him sprang out and rushed towards her suddenly.
"Meng Jin, be careful!" Ling Bufei shouted, anxious.
If he hadn't been held back by the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, he would have wanted to rush over and take his own life.
Hua Wusheng and others also raised their concerns. They couldn't spare any effort. The only one they could count on was Song Zhiyi. Can they make it in time?
Song Zhiyi's sword had not yet been used up, and just as he was withdrawing it, the demonic shadow had already flashed towards him——
The umbrella moved and blocked it.
The spirit and demon energy flowed on the umbrella. Bai Mengjin looked at the demon with a strange expression on his face: "I didn't go to find you, but you came to find me. Wasn't the lesson learned eight years ago enough?"
W-what?
In fact, the devil was also a little confused. He just thought he was finished, but Ling Yungao suddenly ran away again. At this moment, he has not recovered yet!
Bai Mengjin smiled slightly and stopped talking. The umbrella surface suddenly started to spin, forming a violent vortex.
The demon felt a strong suction coming out, and the remaining demon soul seemed to be stripped away.
It was shocked and shouted: "No..."
But it was too late, the power of the demon soul broke away and decomposed bit by bit, got into the yin and yang umbrella, circulated on both sides of the yin and yang, and finally merged into the umbrella frame and was delivered to Bai Mengjin's hand.
He spent thousands of years and finally retained this bit of demon soul, all of which turned into nourishment for her.
"Ah! Damn...mortal..."
The sound behind broke, and the demon soul was completely dissolved, swallowed completely by the Yin Yang Umbrella.
Song Zhiyi stopped his rescue actions and went to deal with Ling Yungao with confidence.
"You..." Ling Yungao watched helplessly as the demonic soul disappeared. Bai Mengjin's skill increased rapidly, and he was filled with fear. "What kind of demonic skill is this?"
She can actually absorb the devil directly for her own use, no wonder her cultivation has improved so quickly. If he had this ability, why would he be possessed by a demon and be bullied like this?
Song Zhiyi cut off his demonic cloud with a sword and said coldly: "Sect Master, you should look after yourself first!"
The devil was dead and there was no way out. Ling Yungao knew that he really couldn't run away this time. There was anger on his face, and he said with hatred: "You won't be able to live well even if I die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed at the sword, suddenly drew it across his arm, and shouted: "Devil Sword!"
The arm fell down and was cut off by him, blood spurting out.
The phantom of the Demon Lord stopped and slowly looked towards him, blood flashing where his eyes were.
"I will sacrifice my flesh and blood to you, and I will go on a killing spree today——"
The magic sword had just been refined by him for a long time, and it had already recognized his aura, and it immediately turned into a shadow.
Seeing that the demonic shadow was about to merge with Ling Yungao, a shadow stabbed in diagonally.
Bai Mengjin stood among them, holding his yin-yang umbrella against the demonic shadow.
"Devil Sword, you have to decide whether you want to go to him or come to me!"
After saying that, many demonic shadows emerged from her body, her pupils were quickly soaked in demonic energy, and she even spread huge black wings behind her!
This is her own unique magic power. It is obviously demonic energy, but it carries the breath of pure spirit, like the sweetest flesh and blood...
Tempered jade body!
The demonic figure stopped. Although Ling Yungao's aura was the one he was most familiar with, it was not as alluring as the person in front of him. With the sweetness of a monk and the devilish aura, like attracts like. It's so fragrant, I really want to eat it in one bite...
The shadow of the unconscious magic sword followed instinct and finally stopped in front of Bai Mengjin.
A glimmer of light flashed in Bai Mengjin's eyes, and the umbrella surface rotated rapidly, suddenly sucking in the breath escaping from the demonic shadow!
