My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 293

Two days later.

In the northwest of the vast expanse, the flat sand is boundless, no people are seen, the grass is withered, and Hu Yan whines.

A red brilliance shuttled past and headed towards the border of Yan Kingdom.

It was a huge bird, with red arcs surging up and down its body, burning like a flame, and its wings spread out as if covering the sky and the sun.

This is the alien beast.

An Jing sat on Honghu's back, his true qi running up, blocking the fierce cold wind in front of him.

Zhao Qingmei's pair of jade arms hugged An Jing's waist tightly from the back, and the plump and softness kept rubbing against him, causing him to feel a little anxious.

An Jing said softly: "After you leave the frontier, you will soon be at Dongluoguan."

Honghu's speed is very fast, three points faster than Heijiao, and the most important thing is that the height of the rise is also much higher, so there is no need to worry about being probed and discovered.

"How soon."

Zhao Qingmei bit An Jing's ear lightly, and then let out a breath of hot air, which made his heart sting for a while.

An Jing said: "About half a day."

Zhao Qingmei looked at the sky with beautiful eyes and said, "It will take that long."

Dongluoguan is a very special place for her.

She stayed in that place for ten years, and she always had feelings.

An Jing smiled, but did not speak.

Zhao Qingmei hugged An Jing tightly and said, "But with my brother, I won't feel long for a long time."

An Jing said: "I'm out of breath."

Zhao Qingmei heard that she was more domineering and exerted more force. The corner of her mouth rose slightly and said: "Don't you say that you are the head coach of eight billion elite soldiers? Can't bear this amount of strength?"

An Jing looked back at the bright eyes and the flushed cheeks, "Don't think bad things."

"I do not have."

Zhao Qingmei said, but she bit An Jing's shoulder.

An Jing said puzzledly, "Why are you biting me?"

"My pleasure!"

Zhao Qingmei angrily took out a miscellaneous note and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

An Jing looked at the tooth marks on his shoulders and seemed to understand.

Honghu's wings shook, and it was several feet away. Whenever the inner alchemy ran out of infuriating energy, it would stop to absorb the infuriating energy and restore it.

Along the way, the closer you get to the border between Yan and Houjin, the more panicked people are. What Houjin's soldiers pointed out caused panic to all the people of Yan. The rich fled one after another, and the common people also experienced large-scale migration.

There was even a large-scale chaos in the city of Beihuang Road. Many people fished in troubled waters, burned, killed and looted, and some noble gentlemen suffered.

Li Liang, the Taoist master of Beihuang Road, actively maintained law and order, and even dispatched guards to prevent the people from fleeing, but the effect was minimal.

Because the more you do this, the more pressure and panic it puts on the people, and it makes them even more certain that the barbarians on the prairie will go south.

For a time, a dark cloud shrouded the entire Northern Wilderness Road.

Soon, Honghu came to Dongluoguan City.

This once famous city in the world is now dead and lifeless.

Standing on Honghu's back, Zhao Qingmei looked under the city wall of Dongluoguan, and a cold light appeared in her phoenix eyes.

An Jing looked over and frowned.

Under the moonlight, there is a corpse temple outside the city wall of Dongluoguan.

The white lacquered skeletons were tired into small mountains, surrounded by red ground and torn bones, and a few black crows stood on the dead wood and made a mournful cry, making this Dongluoguan all over the place. It looked extremely forbidding and terrifying, just like the underworld of Fengdu.

horrible!

Terrifying!

When they evacuated from Dongluoguan, although many masters of the Demon Sect retreated, there were still some people who stayed in Dongluoguan. Most of them were merchants who had already taken root in Dongluoguan.

These people are holding a bit of luck and want to continue to survive under the rule of Houjin, after all, they have spent half their lives here.

Obviously they all overestimated the humanity of Houjin barbarians. After Houjin army took over Dongluoguan, they greedily sucked the last blood of this city. Then this once majestic city was massacred, and the people in the city built the capital. View, became the post-Jin Dajun to show his martial arts.

Zhao Qingmei's heart was a little cold.

An Jing couldn't help thinking of Jun Qinglin's corpse, and his brows were also twisted into a word "Chuan".

The cruelty of Houjin is evident.

Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and said, "Let's go, let's go to seal the magic well first."

Immediately, Honghu continued to fly high, heading towards the Demon Sealing Well.

The yellow sand is long, blowing the snarling cold wind, the wind picks up the yellow sand and flutters, and the dust particles of the sand dunes jump with the wind. In the whistling, there is a whimper of death, and there is a sense of suffocation in the breath.

Before they knew it, the two had come to the Demon Sealing Platform in the desert.

At this moment, the Demon Sealing Platform is also in ruins. It has been completely looted by the army of Hou Jin, and all the valuables have been taken away. Only there are several soldiers guarding the Demon Sealing Well.

It is rumored that the Demon Sealing Well is the top secret place of the Demon Sect, and the experts of Daxue Mountain are naturally impossible to let go of.

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Because of the formation in the Demon Sealing Well, no one dared to enter the Demon Sealing Well again.

"I'm going to kill them."

After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, without waiting for An Jing to speak, her body turned upside down, like a black lotus blossoming under her feet.

Although Zhao Qingmei did not reach the sixth realm, it is rare in the world for the sword technique to reach the fifth realm.

At this time, several post-Jin soldiers were sitting around the bonfire, sipping wine, with a somewhat smug expression on their faces.

"The skin of this woman in Yan country is so tender, it feels like water to the touch."

"That's not right, especially the maids of the big families in Yan country, young lady, it's even more addicting."

"You haven't seen the woman in Yan country, right? That woman was beaten to death last night. The cries were so noisy that I couldn't sleep all night. I'm afraid she's not dead."

"What are you afraid of, there won't be many women like this going south? You can play whatever you want."

Their words were somewhat proud and presumptuous, and in their eyes, women seemed to be the tools they wanted to play with.

At this moment, a soldier with a sixth-grade cultivation base heard footsteps and looked over.

In the gravel, a cloud of black mist was walking towards them, and it was not clear where the sacredness was.

"Who is that!?"

The soldier immediately shouted when he saw this.

The rest of the soldiers were also surprised and looked over.

"The one who will kill you."

Zhao Qingmei's stern way.

After the words were finished, countless icy sword lights surged around him, like a tornado.

"Puff puff!"

Where the knife light passed, a piece of blood swelled up.

Several Houjin soldiers fell to the ground, turning into a pool of blood mud, and the color of the blood could be clearly seen in the flames.

The black fog gradually dissipated, and you could see that Zhao Qingmei's face was very cold.

She was a little annoyed in her heart. If she had been able to hold Dongluoguan and resist Houjin's army, perhaps the next thing would not have happened.

But there are so many helpless things in the world.

An Jing also came over, "Chi Zesheng has changed, let's go see Nan Weiping first."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, and the two walked towards Feng Mojing.

The Demon Sealing Well was still dark and bottomless.

An Jing took Zhao Qingmei's hand, the two looked at each other, and then jumped down the Fengmo Well.

As soon as he entered the Demon Sealing Well, he felt the coercion of Dandan, but with the operation of the "Unnamed Heart Sutra", the coercion gradually disappeared.

Feeling this, Zhao Qingmei said with some surprise: "Can your mental method defuse the pressure under the Sealing Demon Well?"

"Um."

An Jing nodded, "This "Unnamed Heart Sutra" still lacks the "Big Dipper Judgment" from Zhenyijiao. I can transcribe it when I have the "Unknown Heart Sutra", and then you can practice."

Zhao Qingmei shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'll still practice the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome"."

Practicing martial arts is about refinement, not too much. She has practiced this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome" for several years, and now she has reached the eighth floor. She will cultivate to the ninth and tenth floors in the future. If she can reach the highest level, she may not be able to. Worse than the "Unnamed Heart Sutra" in An Jing's hands.

After all, cultivating the "Unnamed Heart Sutra" still requires re-cultivation, which requires too much time and energy.

An Jing didn't say anything more, and the two walked towards the Demon Sealing Well.

Because the coercion was completely resolved by the "Unnamed Heart Sutra", the two soon came to the entrance of the cave.

In the dark cave, there was no sound at all, only Huozhezi exuded a dazzling light. This strange silence made people feel a little scary.

Through the weak light, you can see that Nan Weiping, who was bound by Jiutian Black Iron, was sitting cross-legged on the ground and motionless.

Nan Weiping opened her eyes, looked at the couple in front of her, and said sullenly, "About twenty-seven days ago, a master of the second qi walked into the Demon Sealing Well, and this person cultivated at the top of the mountain. Body art."

"Thirteen days ago, a master of the five qi entered the Demon Sealing Well, and he was only one step away from walking into the cave. This man had a firm mind, and the old man finally exerted some coercion, which forced the five qi to retreat. Master."

"It seems that the main altar of the Demon Sect has been breached."

After finishing the last sentence, Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei with cloudy eyes.

Master of the Five Qi! ?

An Jing frowned upon hearing this. Houjin's five-qi master had come here. Could it be Zongzheng Huachun?

Zhao Qingmei's red lips parted lightly, and she said softly, "The Houjin army of 300,000 people and several master masters are coming."

Nan Wei Ping sternly said: "What about the 300,000 army!? When Dongluoguan was first built, 500,000 Qinhu guards came under the city, and there were even great masters in the middle army. What happened in the end?"

When the Demon Sect founded the sect in Dongluoguan, it was indeed suppressed, especially the emperor of the Qin Dynasty dispatched numerous masters and armies.

Heaven is beyond the sky, how can there still be a sky in the sky of the Qin Dynasty?

This is simply contempt for the laws and authority of the Qin Dynasty!

But in the end, the first demon sect leader who founded Tianwaitian, this world-renowned grand master, one person smashed into the army of 300,000, forcing back the great master of the Qin Dynasty and the army of 300,000.

It made Tianwaitian completely famous all over the world, and countless masters went to the East

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That was the most glorious era of the Demon Sect, and it even overwhelmed the Xuanmen and Buddhism at that time and became the number one sect in the world.

Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei, and said coldly: "Trash! Among the more than 30 generations of cult leaders of Tianwaitian, you are the only one who has lost Dongluoguan."

Zhao Qingmei raised her brows slightly as she looked at Nan Weiping's cold eyes.

She wanted to say something, but found it pale.

Dongluoguan was lost in her hands.

An Jing Dandan said: "The manpower will be exhausted."

Nan Weiping sneered, "These are just excuses."

"You're right, that's an excuse."

An Jing didn't refute any more, "Our husband and wife are not here today to argue with you."

With that said, the Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand moved.

Then the flame of Dandan, the sword light emerged, reflecting the incomparable icy cold in the cave.

"Dulu Sword!?"

Nan Weiping saw that the sword was self-generating, and a bright light appeared in his eyes, and then he stood up.

The iron chain made a screeching sound.

Among the famous swords in the world, only the Dulu Sword can generate sword qi, how could Nan Weiping not know?

The Dulu Sword is the number one sword in the world and the sharpest sword in the world, the only sword that can cut through the Nine Heavens Profound Iron.

Her heart jumped suddenly.

An Jing placed the Dulu Sword in front of him and said, "Now I can cut off Jiutian Xuantie and let you out, but you have to promise me two conditions."

"Two conditions?"

Nan Weiping laughed loudly, suppressing Ji Dong's heart, and said, "You talk first and listen."

An Jing said bluntly: "The first is to lift the restrictions on my wife's demon species, and the second is not to be enemies with Tianwaitian, and our husband and wife."

Unleashing this old monster, even if her strength is not in its heyday, it is definitely an invincible existence in the world today. If she wants to kill An Jing and Zhao Qingmei with her backhand, it will be almost difficult for them to fight back.

"I can agree to the second condition, as for the first condition."

Nan Weiping glanced at Zhao Qingmei and said, "Do you really want to wash away the imprint on the Demon Seed? Your cultivation base is now able to reach the peak of the Three Qi Grandmaster, but it is not entirely because of your qualifications and roots."

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping without speaking.

I have to say that it not only made her cultivation soar, but also increased her strength a lot.

With this demon, she can almost continuously absorb the cultivation base of Nan Weiping.

This method of rapidly increasing strength is faster than any method in the world.

In particular, the cultivation base in the body of the great master in front of him is absorbed. After she dies, all the cultivation bases will be attributed to her.

What an opportunity this is! ?

In an instant, Zhao Qingmei's heart surged.

But she also knew in her heart that there might be crises lurking in it. When the inner demon was born, whether she could control the inner demon.

An Jing said by the side: "If you don't get rid of the devil, you will enter the devil."

"The highest level of cultivation in the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Book" is to enter the devil, which is the highest level of the devil's way."

Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei with a sneer, and said, "Do you remember what I told you? If you don't enter the devil, how can you see the real me? If you are willing to enter the devil, you can prove the real me."

"The fear in your heart now will turn into the darkness that devours you in the future when you cultivate to the highest realm."

An Jing didn't speak because he didn't know how to argue.

The reason why Tianwaitian is called a demon sect is largely due to the fact that Tianwaitian's cultivation base has grown too fast, resulting in a lack of mood, and many masters end up going crazy and dying.

And the master who truly captures the inner demon and sees his true self is the master who truly cultivates the devil's way.

Therefore, there are many masters in the Demon Sect, but there are very few masters standing on the top of the mountain.

Although Jun Qinglin is a master of the five qi, he is not practicing magic methods and martial arts, but the self-created "questioning the sky".

Demonism itself is the way of the sword.

After a long time, Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping, "If I completely lost my mind and lost my mind, then my cultivation base will feed back to you. At that time, you will not only be able to restore your full cultivation base, but even have the opportunity to go further, I said. right?"

Through this period of research, Zhao Qingmei has already understood some of the mysteries of the Demon Seeds.

Nan Weiping has been working on her Demon Seed, so naturally it is impossible for her to cultivate herself to Zhao Qingmei for no reason. There must be some unknown ways in it, and she has also discovered some.

The more she accepts Nan Weiping's cultivation, the faster the demons in her heart will appear. When Nan Weiping dies, she will immediately get all the cultivations. At that time, the demons will expand infinitely until she becomes a Dacheng demon.

With her current state of mind and her own cultivation, she was simply unable to control the Dacheng Heart Demon.

And slowly accepting Nan Weiping's cultivation level has a great chance to control his own demons, and this is undoubtedly a bet with Nan Weiping.

If you win, you will get all of Nan Weiping's cultivation, and if you lose, you will give back to Nan Weiping.

Nan Weiping didn't deny it either, and said indifferently, "It depends on whether you can see the real me."

An Jing squinted his eyes. Originally, he wanted to rescue Nan Weiping and relieve the Demon Seed. Zhao Qingmei also thought like this at first, but with the

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She is a very confident woman, and even some are paranoid and selfish.

She will definitely believe that she can capture her inner demon and control her inner demon.

But believing in yourself is sometimes the biggest mistake.

In this world, those who drown will always be in water, and those who are not afraid of death will die the fastest.

"it is good."

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping and said with a smile, "Senior really gave me a fortune."

"Hahahahaha."

Nan Weiping couldn't help laughing when she heard it, "This is like a person in the devil's way of my generation. It's not like that kid looking forward and backward, timid, even if the golden mountain is in front of him, he doesn't know it."

As she laughed, the chains were shaking.

An Jing looked at those eyes seriously and said, "You really want to do this?"

Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and said calmly, "Husband, I know you are worried about me, but please believe me."

No one will be unmoved by the cultivation of the great master. Over the past few hundred years, how many five masters have failed to break through the shackles, and now this opportunity is in front of Zhao Qingmei. If she gives up, She thinks she will regret it.

An Jing said solemnly: "With your aptitude and your current cultivation, you have a good chance of reaching the Great Grandmaster."

"Time is not waiting for me."

Zhao Qingmei said: "How much time is left for us now? After Jin goes south, if the state of Yan is defeated, it will be a disaster for Tianwaitian, and my cultivation itself is the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Demon". "Dian", if you practice to the tenth floor, you will also fall into the devil, and the inner devil will also breed, and you will become a great devil, this is a matter of time."

An Jing understood in his heart, and then heaved a deep sigh.

Zhao Qingmei is not a little woman, she is unwilling and will not hide under his wings.

After all, she is the leader of the Demon Sect!

Nan Weiping saw this, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She has been with Zhao Qingmei for several months, and she has a little understanding of her temperament, and she has long guessed that she will make such a decision.

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and said, "Husband, save Senior Nan, after all, I promised her something back then."

An Jing looked at Nan Weiping and found that there was no black chance displayed on the book on the ground, and immediately said: "I will use this Dulu sword to cut off this chain now, don't forget what you said."

"Don't worry, my childhood sweetheart has the imprint of my demon seed on her body. I'm still waiting for her to feed me back. Naturally, I won't do anything to her. As for you, the old body doesn't care at all. What are the benefits of killing you? "

Nan Weiping shook the chain and reminded: "You have the Dulu Sword in your hand, it is not difficult to cut the chain of Jiutian Profound Iron, but there is a layer of inner demon seal on the chain, you also need a and cut it off."

An Jing raised his brows, "The Seal of the Heart Demon?"

Nan Weiping glanced at An Jing and said, "Of course it's not a Dacheng inner demon, it's just your own inner demon. It's barely a small inner demon, but after all, it's your own inner demon. Don't overturn the car, kid."

Although it is also a three-qi cultivation base, Nan Weiping is very suspicious of An Jing's mental toughness.

Maybe it was because the two of them were cultivating the magic way, or maybe they had lived together for several months. She knew Zhao Qingmei's heart very well, and she believed in Zhao Qingmei more than An Jing.

"I'll try."

An Jing's expression was as indifferent as water.

Nan Weiping didn't speak any more, but sat down cross-legged, and the iron chains around were pulled apart. Under the weak firelight, the chains flickered with dim light and formed a strange character.

magic!

If you look closely, it is the word 'magic'.

An Jing's arm shook, and a vast starry sky appeared behind him, deep and vast, boundless and majestic.

"What kind of kendo is this!?"

The moment Nan Weiping saw his swordsmanship, his heart trembled.

She could feel that kendo better than any master, so she was even more shocked.

Could it be that this kid has the inheritance of ancient kendo! ?

Before Nan Weiping could recover, the Dulu Sword turned into a world-shattering glaze and slashed towards the chain formed by Jiutian Black Iron in front of him.

This sword has the sword energy of Dulu Sword itself, as well as the sword energy urged by An Jing.

A sword fell.

The world changes color! The sun and the moon are dull!

It was as if the entire Demon Sealing Well was trembling.

At this moment, Nan Weiping realized the terribleness of the boy in front of him.

The three air masters have such terrifying strength! ?

Where is this a swordsman, this is clearly a sword fairy.

The light of the sword was translucent, reflecting in Nan Weiping's child hole, and then choked on the iron chain.

At the moment when the sword light and the iron chain collided, the entire cave seemed to be quiet.

At the same time, An Jing only felt that his brain was shaking, and there were flowers in front of him.

When he blinked again, there was darkness in front of him.

And in the darkness came a figure, and he was holding a sword in his hand. If you looked carefully, it was the Dulu Sword.

That man is very cold!

Colder than people is the sword!

Colder than the sword is the heart!

An Jing!

This is Anjing!

boom!

Seeing the identical face and the identical sword, An Jing was shocked.

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This person is the real 'An Jing', the 'An Jing' who has always lived in An Jing's 'mind', no one knows 'An Jing' better than him.

An Jing is both 'An Jing' and it can also be said to be not.

It seems that he is standing in front of you, just like you, he may be eating and drinking, he may be displaced, and he may be in pain and sorrow.

Even for a moment, you realize that he may be you.

"It is impossible for a person to have no demons in his heart, he himself is the biggest inner demon."

An Jing couldn't help laughing at himself.

boom!

Heart is moved.

The right foot took a step forward, and the heart demon's right arm turned into countless afterimages, and the sword lights swarmed towards An Jing overwhelmingly. This fist wind contained the coercion of the Sixth Realm of the Immortal Dao Sword, slaughtered over, and the momentum amazing.

With the Dulu Sword in his hand, An Jing slanted upwards, the gray sword strength like the waning moon, tearing the sword light in front of him, and going upstream.

With this sword, he directly used 80% of his strength.

Because An Jing knew himself very well, he would never use all his strength at once.

Swish!

The white phantom flashed, and the demon flew high into the sky.

Losing the target, the gray sword strength slashed far away in a straight line before dissipating.

The demon steadied his body.

At this moment, the temperature between the heavens and the earth changed suddenly, as if the air was inch by inch, and the zhang zhang began to be frozen, flickering with ice crystals.

Kacha! Kacha!

This scene is extremely spectacular.

The demon's eyes froze, and the Dulu Sword in his hand waved forward, and a terrifying cold light rushed out of his hand.

The Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand was also agitated with cold light, as if a layer of ice world suddenly appeared from his palm.

Kachacha! Kachacha!

The two cold lights collided fiercely in the air.

And at the moment when the ice surface appeared, the inner demon charged towards An Jing with the Dulu Sword.

An Jing waved his palm, and the Dulu Sword reflected cold rays of light.

Jingle Jingle!

The brilliant rays of light flashed constantly in the sky, An Jing and Xin Mo quickly fought each other. The two were top kendo masters and experienced hundreds of battles. The battle was fierce, indescribable, and fast.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Art! Fire Bear!

A red sword glow roared away, like a raging flame, and the endless flames swept all directions.

It was hot and dry all around, as if you were suddenly surrounded by magma.

A sword glow is like a roaring flame!

The red flames with mighty sword energy rushed in front of An Jing in a moment.

"Break it for me!"

With a swing of the Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand, hundreds of thousands of sword lights rushed forward.

The two of them were very fierce and shocking.

The heart demon's eyes narrowed, and his palms began to quickly gather infuriating energy, and it seemed that the infuriating energy of the surrounding world had been drawn by him.

Jiuyang Divine Finger! Designate the universe!

The heart demon stretched out his fingers, and a huge jade pillar seemed to appear above the sky, and a huge shadow appeared below, and finally fell.

In the face of the demon's powerful finger, An Jing did not dodge or evade, the Dulu Sword slashed straight out, and a stunning gray arc moon appeared in the void.

Crackling!

An Jing's strongest is kendo, especially the Dulu Sword in his hand.

As soon as the two touched, the surging finger wind was immediately split open layer by layer, unable to stop it at all.

The inner demon punched again and again, only to offset the sword.

However, An Jing's follow-up moves came.

Chi!

The sword light flashed in the void, An Jing suddenly came to the heart demon, and stabbed it with a sword. Because the speed of the sword was too fast, the sword did not have any trajectory. There was only a hair-thin sword hole in the heart demon's body. There was a flicker of air.

Clang!

The heart demon's chest splattered with sparks, and the whole person flew out a few steps away, opening his mouth to spurt a blood mist.

"Playing against yourself, what do you get?"

Nan Weiping looked at An Jing who was motionless, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Qingmei felt a little nervous in her heart.

She would always be so nervous for him, when An Jing went to the Russell Clan, when he was on an envoy to the Yan Kingdom, when he participated in the Dulu Sword Club...

If you were strong enough to block all wind and rain, wouldn't this happen?

Sometimes Zhao Qingmei also falls into self-blame.

At the beginning, he said he wanted to protect his husband, but it was because of himself that he fell into an even bigger vortex.

Thinking of this, her fists clenched even tighter.

She longs for strength!

Longing for the feeling of stepping on the world under your feet!

Nan Weiping looked at the divine light in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, as if seeing a familiar figure in it.

in the dark.

Looking down at his chest, the heart demon boy's hole shrank, and a small hole was pierced in his sleeve robe, and it was only three points away, and it could be completely penetrated.

An Jing's body moved, and he showed ten percent of his strength.

Chi!

This time!

The sword hole seemed to have pierced through the void, and a black filament was drawn, which passed through the heart demon's chest and passed through the body.

Wow!

inner demon

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An Jing's strength has reached an outrageous level.

crackle!

A white shadow flashed in the void, and the demon appeared on An Jing's right side, but he didn't shoot because An Jing was facing him.

The sparks flashed again, and the demon instantly appeared behind An Jing, but An Jing was still facing him with cold eyes.

The inner demons maximized their speed, appearing in the front, back, left, right, and sky of An Jing. The five inner demons looked lifelike and could not tell the difference between true and false. To be precise, these five were true to a certain extent.

No way!

Appearing in front of An Jing in an instant, the heart demon swept over with a sword.

The sword light runs through the heavens and the earth, moving forward inexorably, without me, without the sword!

Looking straight at the front of nothingness, An Jing moved his right shoulder slightly, and the Dulu Sword slashed forward, leaving everything out of thin air, leaving a long and narrow path.

Crackling!

The blazing sword light collided, and the figure of the inner demon was exposed by the reaction force.

In an instant, An Jing's counterattack came. The Dulu Sword trembled at an astonishing frequency, slashing towards the demon, and there was a little nothingness in the lake.

Silk!

An Jing slashed an empty space, and the inner demon moved away in an instant. There was no difference between the translation speed and the forward speed, and they were both equally fast.

The inner demon kept attacking An Jing, as if tirelessly.

The two faced each other for a moment.

Huo Ran, the two of them greeted them at the same time.

Out of the sword!

chi chi chi chi chi chi...

The two seemed to know each other well. Every move and every sword seemed to know each other's routines and habits, and they blocked it easily.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Judgment! No wind left!

The Dulu Sword swayed, a cold light lasing towards the demon.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Art! No wind left!

The inner demon also thought of this, and the sword light surged and moved towards An Jingjuan.

laugh!

An Jing's sleeve robe was cut off by the ice-cold sword energy, the cold air overflowed, and a trace of blood appeared on his wrist.

On the heart demon's cheek, a smear of blood appeared, and a drop of blood fell down.

"Is it a competition of wills?"

An Jing's brows got deeper and deeper, and he felt helpless against the 'opponent' in front of him.

The two are exactly the same, with the same moves, martial arts, Taoism, the same secret techniques, and the same strength and cultivation.

Simply himself.

The only difference is that the two swords are different.

An Jing snorted coldly, and the zhenqi in his dantian began to rush towards his arm frantically.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The endless infuriating qi began to dance frantically, and then rose in an instant in the darkness.

An Jing has become an existence that is more dazzling than the sun.

boom! boom! boom!

The madly surging True Qi burst out completely, forming a terrifying sound of waves, and then the transparent True Qi changed violently, as if it formed a sea of ​​red fires.

A large flame of true energy swept across the sky, as if the world was going to burn through.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Art! Fire Bear!

With the Dulu sword in his right hand and the evil-suppressing sword in his left, An Jing used his heart and his mind to do two things.

Two fiery red giant swords rushed out from the sea of ​​​​fire, with the power to destroy mountains and mountains, destroy the sky and destroy the earth, just like Honghu spread its huge wings.

The wave of flames that swept over was raging, as if it was going to burn through the void.

The heart demon held the Dulu Sword in both hands, and then with a left hand, a Suppressing Evil Sword appeared in his hand.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Judgment! Move like thunder!

If there is an overwhelming flame behind An Jing, then behind the demon is rolling thunder.

The flame and the thunder light collided fiercely, and the entire darkness was filled with that white smoke.

An Jing seemed to be standing in the middle of a storm, his whole body numb from the terrifying force.

The inner demon also quickly retreated towards the distance.

The figures of the two people are confused, and they are fighting each other. They are exquisite and profound, and they are simply the same person.

When you fight against yourself, no matter how much strength you exert, you always feel that you are only one point away from defeating him, and after each battle, there is a feeling that you will be defeated if you don't exert your best efforts.

It's a very strange feeling.

An Jing vs An Jing!

At this time, the body of the heart demon was vertical, and the Dulu Sword in his hand stabbed forward.

As the Dulu Sword stabbed, waves of air formed around him.

An Jing closed his eyes and thought completely in the flash of light.

Your own inner demon is to find your own weakness.

An Jingmeng woke up in an instant, but what was his weakness?

"I understand."

An Jingmeng opened his eyes and looked at the incoming sword light, instead of dodging or avoiding it, he stabbed directly at the heart demon's throat.

Seal the magic well, in the cave.

"Boom!"

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An Jing opened his eyes, and the imprint of the demon on the iron chain was completely torn apart, and the Dulu Sword was seen moving forward, heavily towards the bottom.

The light of front cold was heavily pierced above the Jiutian Profound Iron, and even the tenacity of the Jiutian Profound Iron was unstoppable.

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

Under Feng Han's sword light, the chain was also snapped, and at the same time, the formation in the cave was completely broken, and all the shackles of the Demon Sealing Well disappeared at once.

In an instant, a new world changed.

A gleam of light flashed in Nan Weiping's eyes, and a huge vortex suddenly formed around him, madly absorbing the infuriating energy of the surrounding world.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Immediately, the entire cave seemed to have fallen into a huge shaking, shaking wildly, and then a burst-like air wave was formed with Nan Weiping as the center, and everything seemed to be turned into powder in the air wave.

"Come on!"

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei glanced at each other, and hurriedly circulated True Qi around them to prevent being hurt by the air wave, and then rushed towards the top of the Sealing Magic Well.

However, the entire Demon Sealing Well was unable to withstand such a terrifying wave of infuriating energy, forming a huge explosion of air waves, destroying everything in the well, and directly forming an open area.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The land above the Demon Sealing Well also collapsed one zhang after another. As far as the eye could see, endless smoke and dust rose up, and the deafening sound resounded for miles away.

At this moment, it seems that the world has undergone tremendous changes.

The shaking continued ~www.mtlnovel.com~ for a long time, and the thick smoke and dust obscured the moon in the sky.

"Hahahahaha!"

A sound of laughter resounded from the smoke.

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei stood on top of the ruins of the Conferring Demon Stage and looked over.

I saw an old figure hunched over and walked out slowly.

Her laughter was somewhat sad and arrogant, and the laughter stopped after a long time.

Maybe tired of laughing.

Then, two tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she couldn't help looking at the moonlight above her head, and muttered to herself, "It's been more than eight hundred years, and I, Nangong Weiping, finally came out of the well."

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