Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

The eyes of the demon cultivator were full of bloodlust, and he was not affected by the desperate crying of everyone.

In his eyes, these people have been humbled and useless, and they are lucky to be able to become the materials for him to refine corpse puppets!

"go to hell!"

"Oh!"

"Ugh!"

Blood splattered, the broken arm was raised high, and finally it fell hard to the ground.

The demon cultivator held his arm in pain and looked behind him suddenly.

The Liguang Sword flew back to Lu Qingye's hand, and the wind blew her hair, allowing the demon cultivator to see Lu Qingye's appearance clearly.

After feeling the aura of perfect foundation building on the other party's body, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

As an early-stage Golden Core cultivator, he didn't think he could beat the foundation-building cultivator in front of him!
And she is still a baby girl who is no more than fifty years old!
His arm was cut off because the little monk took him unprepared and made a sneak attack that night!
"you wanna die!"

Lu Qingye's consciousness noticed the group of people in the puddle behind Mo Xiu, and his eyes couldn't help but become cold.

"If you dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately on our land, you are the one seeking death!"

The light of the Liguang Sword in his hand rose sharply, and Lu Qingye quickly attacked the demon cultivator.

The demonic cultivator shrank in pain. Lu Qingye's speed was too fast. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was as fast as a golden elixir cultivator.

Seeing this, the demon cultivator smiled instead of being angry.

What a genius!

If a genius is hunted down, it will definitely be an excellent material for his corpse puppet!

"Chong!"

The glass light sword collided with the opponent's demon flag, and the energy exploded, causing splashes of mud on the ground.

When Su Baocai heard Lu Qingye's words in the puddle, his eyes flashed with hope for survival.

Lu Qingye consciously held the demon cultivator away from the puddle. The demon cultivator noticed it and showed ridicule in his eyes.

They are both Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators, and he is also an experienced Foundation Establishment cultivator. How dare this little kid in front of him be distracted?

I really don't know how to live or die!
But in my heart, I am more determined to win, and I am destined to be tired of it!
The demon cultivator raised his other hand, rolled up the boulder with his magic power, and smashed it into the puddle.

When Lu Qingye saw this, he quickly twisted around and kicked the stone, causing it to split into pieces.

"Still thinking about saving these people? Can you get out of my hands alive? Hahaha! Don't the geniuses of the Taoist sect have brains?! Didn't your teachers tell you that in the world of immortality, think more about it? Be wise and protect yourself! Mind your own business and stay alive!"

The demon cultivator's words were full of contempt and ridicule.

"The canaries raised in the cage can no longer fly! Do you think that because you have good cultivation talent, you can look down on all the monks? This world of immortality is not a place where you can walk sideways just because you have talent!"

Although the demon cultivator is old, he still has perfect foundation building. He has always been very hostile to these talented cultivation geniuses.

On weekdays, when he met such a Demon Sect monk at the Demon Sect, he not only couldn't act arrogantly, but also bowed down in a humble manner, which made his heart even more twisted.

After escaping from the barrier, he headed all the way to this border place, taking advantage of the chaos and no one paying attention to management, and gained a lot of benefits. This made his heart extremely happy, and also fostered the desire and ambition in his heart.

He even boldly headed all the way north to reach the territory of Shangyao Sect.

Of course, he did not dare to go to the internal jurisdiction of Shangyao Sect, and he only dared to hang out in places close to the mountains and chasms.

Lu Qingye took advantage of the opponent's nonsense and secretly threw out a few formation disks to protect the other side of the puddle.

After the rear was resolved, Lu Qingye's eyes fell on Mo Xiu.

"You talk too much!"

The old demon cultivator, who was still talking endlessly, turned pale and his lips trembled in anger.

"You are not afraid of death! Geniuses are so proud! Later, I will let you know what life is worse than death! You look like you have a good face, so I will use it to make a new flag!"

All attention was focused on the demon cultivator, and Lu Qingye became more and more ruthless in his attacks.

The long sword held up the sword flower, the sword energy swept around, and the thunder power exploded.

Dantian quickly absorbed the surrounding thunder wood spiritual power. The spiritual power in the air was affected by the violent thunder spirit power and became a little unstable.

When the demon cultivator saw the Liguang Sword in Lu Qingye's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up.What a baby!

There is an extremely gloomy aura on the Liguang Sword. Although it is not demonic, the demon cultivator feels that the Liguang Sword must be a good treasure!

He looked at Lu Qingye with even more intense gaze.

This Taoist genius is full of treasures all over his body!

The demon cultivator let out a weird laugh, looking like a madman with something wrong.

Demonic energy and spiritual power collided, and both of them fell back half a meter.

The power of thunder followed the place where the two weapons had collided and wrapped around the demon flag.

Suddenly, the demon cultivator felt bursts of pain in the hand holding the demon flag.

The power of thunder is naturally capable of restraining evil objects, so the demon cultivator couldn't help but make quick gestures, trying to get the magic power to dispel the power of thunder.

However, Lu Qingye's thunder spirit power was too pure. After being wrapped around the demon flag, his enemies were extremely jealous when they saw him.

It was instantly entangled with the demonic energy and kept making sizzling sounds.

The magic flag is controlled by magic power, but at this moment the magic power is affected by the power of thunder, and the power of the magic flag is suddenly greatly reduced.

The demon cultivator tried it several times, his eyes were splitting and he was gnashing his teeth.

He doesn't know whether his luck is good or bad!
It's okay to meet such a lonely genius in this wilderness!

To be honest, this person actually has the power of lightning to restrain their demon cultivators!

The demon cultivator was angry in his heart, angry about the existence of thunder spirit power, and also angry that because of the existence of thunder spirit root, his excellent corpse puppet material might be greatly reduced!
This kind of Yang Lei and Zhi Yin Demonic Qi simply cannot be combined into one!

"Oh!"

The Liguang Sword pierced the demon cultivator's shoulder blade hard.

The speed was so fast that the demon cultivator didn't even make a move to resist.

Blood gurgled out along the long sword, and the rich smell of blood was mixed with a fishy stench.

I don't know what this demon cultivator did to his body. The blood that came out even smelled like a corpse.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still life and soul in the opponent's body, it would really look no different from a dead corpse or corpse puppet.

Being pierced by Lu Qingye's sword, the demon cultivator seemed to feel no pain, but the injury and bleeding made him even crazier.

"You dare to hurt me?!"

Those scarlet eyes, accompanied by that extremely distorted face, were grotesque and ugly.

The protruding eyes seemed to be about to pop out in the next second.

Lu Qingye's hand holding the Liguang Sword squeezed hard again.

The entire long sword was engulfed in the demon cultivator's body.

The two also closed the distance, and the demon cultivator's skinny hands suddenly grabbed Lu Qingye's neck.

Jiu Ji, who had been guarding in the dark and observing the surroundings just in case, wanted to take action.

But Lu Qingye's arm blocked the demon cultivator's claws.

Mo Xiu's hand squeezed her arm hard, and the gray nails grew longer in an instant.

It plunged deeply into Lu Qingye's arm.

Lu Qingye frowned in pain.

The smell of blood made the demon cultivator even more excited.

“It smells so good!”

Seeing the greed in the eyes of the demon cultivator, Lu Qingye became angry.

As soon as the Liguang Sword turned, the thunder spirit power also penetrated into his body along the long sword, and the rotten flesh from the demon cultivator's shoulder blades suddenly flew everywhere.