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Because this group of people were none other than the group led by Ling Mo Chen. More than ten Ling Family cultivators, and all of them were Ling Family cultivators, and there was no Qi Family among them.
"Jiu Muli!"
When Jiu Muli appeared, Ling Mo Chen and the rest did not have any expression, but sharp eyed demons immediately noticed and could not help but burst out in exclamations.
"Let's go!"
When one of the cultivators with yellow hair saw this, he gave the order. In the next moment, his body moved and he escaped into the distance.
There was no choice, with Jiu Muli's tyrannical strength, although the Devil Realm Cultivator did not have much information, and was not clear of it, the Evil Demons knew it clearly, and did not have any thoughts of fighting with her.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Seeing that, Jiu Muli's eyes turned cold, his body flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the other party. Dark Snow Blade appeared in his hand, as he decisively slashed towards the other party's head.
The situation around the encampment was very complicated. She had her doubts, but outside, she didn't hesitate to kill one of them.
"How dare you!"
Right at this time, an aged voice sounded out, followed by an old man's figure flashed, and his fist hit Jiu Muli's back.
Before the gale from his fist had managed to approach Chu Feng's fist strike, the enormous pressure that it contained was like a tsunami.
"Half-step Saint!"
Jiu Muli's heart tensed, she did not dare be careless, in the next moment, she drew her blade and turned, releasing her Kunpeng Step.
"Jiu Muli, you have gone too far!"
The yellow haired evil demon saw that Jiu Muli had some doubts for the old man, so he rammed his guts together and immediately turned back, no longer trying to dodge, but using his hands to form a strange fist imprint, which transformed into a bright golden sword, carrying an extremely heavy pressure as it pierced forward.
"Spirit Weapon!"
Jiu Muli looked at the golden sword, his eyes congealed, but he did not have the intention to stop with this blade.
Clang!
The Dark Snow Blade and the golden sword clashed, releasing a deafening explosion, and sparks flew in all directions.
Puff!
The yellow haired cultivator was sent flying by the blade, spitting out blood, the Spirit Weapon in front of him was on the verge of collapse.
Although Spirit Weapon s were good, their disadvantages were equally obvious. Once they were damaged by force, the spiritual sense would be harmed.
This cut by Jiu Muli had slightly injured the Spirit Weapon.
Boom!
Right at this time, above her head, an enormous fist imprint smashed down. It was the Half-step Saint's existence that had rushed over.
"Old fellow, it's no shame that you're still acting so arrogantly even if you don't go back to make arrangements!"
The Holy Bone at her chest released a resplendent divine glow. A wave of aura that overflowed the heavens suddenly rushed out from her body, as if it was the king of the world, sweeping in all directions.
At the same time, her fist moved upstream. It was a simple punch, yet its radiance was not dim at all. However, it was extremely skillful, giving off a feeling as if it was made from nature itself.
Boom!
The descending fist imprint was penetrated through with one punch. Jiu Muli was like a dragon emerging from the ocean.
"Hmm? Half-step Saint! "
When Half-step Saint saw this, he was shocked. That pure holy might, that mighty willpower, let him clearly feel that the woman in front of him was actually as strong as him.
"An old man who doesn't die is a thief. Old thief, let me send you on your way!"
roared, and his Kunpeng Step instantly descended above the old man. His fist was like a mountain pressing down, bringing with it a terrifying aura that could annihilate all, as it smashed downwards.
"How ignorant!"
The old man coldly shouted as his ancient robe fluttered in the wind. A terrifying divine beam of light transformed into a beam that pierced through the heavens, as if it was the master of all living things in this world.
He once again threw out a punch that carried a profound trajectory, annihilating everything in its path.
That scene was extremely terrifying, as if it wasn't a single fist, but rather the sign of the destruction of the world. Wherever that fist passed by, all air currents, even space itself, were annihilated, turning into chaos energy.
"You're old!"
Just at this time, Jiu Muli spoke coldly, she raised the blade in her hand and slashed out a ray of blade light, each ray of blade light was as if it could split heaven and earth, as though it could create all life.
Dang Dang …
Consecutive collisions rang out as the light from his fists was annihilated. The blades of light pressed down on Ye Chen layer by layer.
In the end, that old man's expression changed because as the battle continued, he felt a sense of helplessness.
He was really old, his vital energy and blood were insufficient, and he was unable to recover his original peak fighting strength. Although he was only a half-step Great Emperor, he was still unable to suppress his opponent with his Holy Might.
Puff!
Blood splattered everywhere. Finally, the old man's arm was chopped off and blood splashed into the air.
"Let's go!"
Seeing this, the old man's face became pale, his body flickered, and he once again rushed towards Jiu Muli.
He could not escape now, he only wanted to stop Jiu Muli and let the others leave safely.
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"Can you leave?"
Jiu Muli sneered, his body flickered, and the Dark Snow Blade released a ray of limitless light.
Puff!
The old man could not dodge in time and his head was chopped off.
At the same time, a black dot flashed in the blade light and the old man's life was gone in an instant.
Death Deprivation, Shang Zhiying!
The combination of the Wrath of the Circumference and Butterfly of Zhuangzhou, one negative and one positive, life and one dead, was unexpectedly strong. It was a pity that the current Law of Death, could be borrowed from Shang Zhiying and given life's law, she had no choice but to use her own life force.
The fall of the Half-step Saint caused the evil spirits to be thoroughly frightened out of their wits. In the next moment, they hurriedly escaped, even if there were a few existences comparable to peak Great Emperor s, they did not dare to linger here.
But Jiu Muli did not let them escape.
At the same time, when Leng Mo Chen saw this, he also started to counterattack. With them joining in, Jiu Muli instantly calmed down a lot.
Puff puff puff …
Blood continued to fall from the sky along with the broken remnants of his body. Countless lives began to wither away. Blood blossomed into the air like cherry blossoms.
Her side was different. No matter what, she couldn't be merciful.
In the end, some of the evil spirits knew that they could not escape and started to fight back with their lives, and did not even hesitate to self-destruct. Unfortunately, Jiu Muli was too fast, when he sensed the self-destruct, he instantly retreated.
This was a cruel massacre, the entire process only lasted for less than half an hour, and when Jiu Muli stopped, there were no living Evil Demons around.
"Thank you for saving my life."
After the battle, Ling Mo Chen looked at Jiu Muli with a complicated expression, thanking him sincerely.
"There's no need to be polite. Oh right, why are you guys here? Isn't she with the Qi Cultivator? Why haven't I seen them? "
Jiu Muli asked curiously.
"We're separated."
Leng Wuchen said, his face was a little unsightly, and the cultivators beside him were even more indignant.
Jiu Muli's mind was transparent, and he knew that there must be some hidden secrets, but since the other party did not say it, it was inconvenient for her to ask, so she changed the topic, and asked: "Why are you guys here?"
No matter what, there should be a lot of demons here, she just couldn't figure it out.