Fairy, I really am a villain!

However, the monster only struggled symbolically and looked towards the other corner, where the threat of death lay:

In the "sky" position, there was a fairy in white clothes holding a sword high up. The sword energy rushed up into the sky, burning like a flame, making the outer circle smaller and more solid.

Just looking at it, I felt as if my body and soul were being torn apart.

Frosty sky sword intent!

The monster reacted extremely quickly, and dozens of its eyeballs burst again, shooting out dark demonic power that went straight towards Fang Qingxiao.

She had no protection on her body, so if she was hit, her body would be pierced through.

"Monster, forget it!"

A soft shout was heard, and the long-prepared feeling of the sea tide spread.

At the "ground" position, Luo Qingni flew up, her body spinning several times in the air. The long sword in her hand brought up waves of sword energy, which spread out in circles like water waves.

Then, they transformed into tiny swords in the air and charged towards the demonic power.

The Blue Sky Sword Technique: The Blue Sky Sword Sea!

The water waves collided with the demonic power, and with the help of the formation, they canceled out most of the rays.

Seeing that there were still some remnants, Luo Qingni shook her wrist, and the sword's momentum changed again. A bright moon rose from the flying sword energy; a few circles were drawn, and the demonic power ray was "sucked" over and then disappeared.

This is a sword move she created herself, which can be followed by any of the Six Bi Luo Styles, and its meaning is extremely perfect.

Luo Qingni took the move lightly and fell back to the ground, staring at the disgusting monster with sharp eyes, ready to continue fighting at any time.

At the same time, the air began to vibrate, and loud sounds of killing rang out, interrupting the monster's movements again and causing it to release its demonic power on the spot and radiate it in all directions.

After several such obstructions, the monster failed to interrupt Fang Qingxiao's power accumulation, but it did not suffer any damage either;

Its belly kept bursting, and a lot of blood and limbs fell out, but its breath did not drop much.

Just as it was about to charge, the sense of danger finally became stronger. Looking up, its countless eyes reflected brilliant white light.

There is sword energy that tears through the clouds and splits the black fog!

The long sword fell heavily, cutting through the tough flesh with a teeth-grinding sound.

Chi Chi Chi!

Fang Qingxiao's sword was unreserved, and it was outstanding even among the attacks that were just beginning on the outdoor scene.

The mountain of flesh was split into two halves, and the broken limbs squirmed as if they had life, then suddenly collapsed and turned into a large pool of mud, as if they had lost air.

Then, the pool of rotten meat squirmed towards the center, as if trying to reorganize itself, but due to the suppression of the formation and the righteous energy, it failed after several attempts.

"We, have solved it...?" Luo Qingni, who was in the best condition, gripped the hilt of the sword and slowly moved forward a little, saying.

"Don't move for now. Wait for Fang Xiwen to come over first." Jiang Xingchu said calmly while observing.

Suddenly, the pool of rotten meat began to boil violently, as if something was brewing, and an extremely dangerous aura emanated from it.

Seeing this, Fang Qingxiao took action instantly, with the sword in his mind, and stabbed it with one sword, but it was a little too late.

A black light dodged the long sword and flew out. She only had time to turn around and shout, "Witch, it's coming for you!"

"Xing Chu!"

Amid the two people's anxious calls, Jiang Xingchu saw a black light coming straight towards his face.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and she suddenly understood many things: Although there seemed to be a lot of resentment, their actions were generally consistent. Did it mean that there was a dominant will within them?

If this will can even control the dead, what about the living?

Seeing the black light getting closer and closer, Jiang Xingchu couldn't think of any solution. She only knew that most of the secret treasures on her body were useless, and this attack would pollute the soul.

With the strength of her awakening, she would definitely not be able to resist this powerful resentment; her only fate would be to become a part of the grafted limb, one of the countless dead faces—

Using his body skills, burning his blood essence, activating his secret treasure... Jiang Xingchu's body lit up with rays of light, and he struggled to hide to the side.

She is not someone who gives up easily.

Even if she really were to die, she would definitely watch the entire process of her own death and get a "clear" death.

Just between life and death, Jiang Xingchu's vision was suddenly blocked.

"Want to see whose soul is stronger?" Amid the sound of the wind, a figure stepped out from the side, grinning, "I've killed even the evil spirits outside, so why would I be afraid of a beast like you who's been dead for who knows how long?!"

After dragging the monster into the Tianxin state, Fang Xiwen was also affected by the evil thoughts. Even though he arrived in time, his expression had become crazy.

Before Jiang Xingchu could react, black light suddenly penetrated into his chest and abdomen.

puff.

~~

For a moment, he could see nothing and hear nothing.

There was no severe pain in the body, but the consciousness seemed to have fallen into an endless deep ocean, and the schools of fish swimming around were fragments of memories.

The black light, carrying with it a lot of resentment, blasted into his soul space.

With the contact of so many demon souls with stitched limbs, Fang Xiwen could feel the most memorable moments of their lives, pouring back like sea water.

Scenes flash back.

Because of his strong spirit and firm will, he was not turned into an idiot in an instant, but still had normal thinking ability.

"Perhaps the clue to the demonic disaster is hidden inside."

Thinking of this, Fang Xiwen resisted the erosion while trying to touch several memories.

I can feel that most of them are related to the human race.

From these broken fragments, we can see the demon race's extreme yearning for the Central Plains: the laws of heaven and earth are perfect here, it is much easier to transform and practice than in Tianhaiyuan, and there are countless fresh blood food.

Not only that, those old monsters also said that when the monsters dominated the earth in ancient times, they raised several tribes of humans. Back then, life was very simple...

Although the demon race has a long lifespan, among the demon souls that have had their limbs transplanted, there are no ones that have survived from ancient times, so they are all hearsay.

However, what they experienced personally was exactly the opposite of what the big demon had described: on the battlefield, after they were captured by humans, what awaited them was skinning, tendons being pulled out, bones being removed and flesh being cut off.

Sometimes, because of heavy resentment and the lingering spirits, they will stay where the corpse is, watching their own flesh and scales being made into armor, then taken to the battlefield, and finally inserted into the bodies of their own kind.

And so it goes, over and over again.

On one side is the beauty of the Central Plains, and on the other side is the brutality of human behavior. Coupled with the instinctive desire for blood and food, these monsters have been dead for so long, but have to "survive" in this twisted way.

They don't want to leave here. Not even to die.

~~

outside world.

Fang Xiwen's body shook, his pupils turned dark, and he fell into a warm embrace.

Jiang Xingchu realized later that her hands were shaking as she held him.

Half of it was the fear of death, and the other half was a suffocating and difficult to resolve emotion: even if he was infected by evil thoughts and his temperament became violent, his first thought was to come over and protect me.

“This idiot…!”

After cursing, Jiang Xingchu immediately cheered up: She knew it. The reason why Fang Xiwen could faint without worry was because she was in charge of the situation.

There is no time for nagging.

"Stop! Don't run out of the formation!"

Seeing the two girls' worried expressions, she shouted loudly, and then said, "This monster is not right! Xiwen is fighting with it in the spirit and soul, we can't help, all we can do is take care of his body.

We can only trust him!"

"He, he will definitely be fine. Let's kill this monster completely first, so that the subsequent souls will have no place to rely on!" Luo Qingni gritted her teeth and pointed with her sword.

"agree."

In the following time, the three of them still stood in the position of heaven, earth and man, using their unique skills to chop the stitched monster into pieces over and over again, with a lot of venting meaning.

During this period, resentful souls that had lost their place of accommodation kept escaping, and Luo Qingni kept using the sword "Bi Hai Tian Xin" to kill the evil souls.

Continuously affected by the backlash, she suddenly felt a severe headache and felt even more uncomfortable in her heart.

These little ghosts are so troublesome. If they stop the biggest one, Fang Xiwen will definitely suffer more than her...

On the side, Fang Qingxiao was also silent.

Under normal circumstances, when she saw how to use such an amazing Sword of the Soul, she would definitely go and ask for advice regardless of the occasion, but now she was not in the mood at all.

She just silently mobilized the power of heaven and earth to completely destroy all the vitality of the monster.

After several checks, the three of them dispersed from their fixed positions.

Seeing that the Mingde Zhishan Sword was still floating in the sky, Jiang Xingchu just made a move and the precious weapon flew down and fell lightly into her hands without any intention of resistance.

'Even his weapons look like this...'

Away from the checkpoint, no conversation along the way.

After finding a clean place, Jiang Xingchu slowly knelt down, letting him rest his head on his knees, and looked at the two of them, "Sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Fang Qingxiao frowned.

"It was because of saving me that Xiwen ended up like this."

"No. If it was any one of us, he would have stopped us," Luo Qingni pouted and rubbed her eyes with her hands. "I've always felt that it was not good for him to do this, but he never listened."

Jiang Xingchu lowered his head and looked at his eyes that were already blackened by evil thoughts. He gritted his teeth and said, "We can't let him go on like this. Once, twice, three times... every time, does he really think he's lucky, or is he not afraid of death?"

"I agree." Upon hearing this, Fang Qingxiao's eyes became sharp.

The three of them knew that no matter how seriously they spoke to him, he would still look like this when they turned around; if they wanted to make such a stubborn guy obey, they had to give him a hard blow.

Just when they were all speechless, a faint red light suddenly appeared from the side of Fang Xiwen.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu immediately took off his clothes, reached in, and took out a piece of crystal clear blood jade from the lining.

At this moment, it was emitting faint rays of light, "flowing" into his mouth and nose, as if transmitting something.

"Is this the bloody evil spirit?" Fang Qingxiao came closer, somewhat suspicious.

This was really not a good thing, but she knew that Fang Xiwen had a similar trump card, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Jiang Xingchu quickly swung his bracelet and took out a Blood God Stone of a different shape from it - this was a high-priced bounty offered by the Star Palace, obtained from a casual cultivator - and then gently placed it on his chest.

"Xing Chu, what are you doing?"