Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

The two sword lights turned into two ends of scissors, tightly clamping the Night Demon's neck. Ding Ziyi and Zhao Xuzhi looked at each other and stopped the moves in their hands.

"When you die, the soul trapped by you will naturally be released. Why do you still need to be used! Don't try to cheat." Leng Zijiao closed his fan, and the fan handle was about to hit Night Demon's head.

"You have just seen that there are nearly thousands of people whose souls have been captured by me. I used magic spells to capture these souls here for my own disposal. And with the help of their bodies in the human world, they can do things for me. Once I die, there will be no Lift the spell. These people will die with me in an instant."

The Night Devil has transformed into a child, crying pitifully.

"If you immortals can let go of the little demon, the little demon can lift the spell and let these people live in peace."

Leng Zijiao's fan stopped.

"No," Ding Ziyi immediately stepped forward, "Let these people go, and you can arrest more souls in the future. I will leave you with endless troubles."

"Indeed, seeing how cruel he did to the soul, such a monster must not be let go." Leng Zijiaoye agreed with Ding Ziyi's opinion.

"Dear immortals, the little demon knows that he is wrong. The little demon will never do anything harmful to nature and justice again. If the immortal is not at ease, please ask the immortal to bury the book in a place where no one is around. This way no one will open the book again. ”

Night Stalker made another request.

Leng Zijiao looked at Bai Wan'er, who was silent.

We have seen many such guarantees in previous movies and TV series. It's a slap in the face every time. For the sake of future generations, it is better not to bury such a thunder.

This night devil's behavior really doesn't look like a guy who can change his mind.

But now that the Night Demon is killed, many people will be buried with him...

"Some of those imprisoned souls have turned into skeletons, which shows that the people are already dead. I don't know how many of the souls imprisoned by the Night Demon are still alive, maybe they are all dead. It is better to destroy it immediately to avoid future troubles. "

Leng Zijiao raised his hand and moved the fan an inch closer to Night Demon's head.

"Wait, how about letting God make a decision for once."

Night Demon shrunk and tried his best to find the last chance.

Ding Ziyi asked: "How to let God make the decision?"

Night Demon said: "I will have a competition with you. If I lose, I will not only let go of my trapped soul, but I will also be willing to be destroyed. If I win, I will also let go of my trapped soul. I just want you to The Immortal gives you a chance to change your ways next time.”

Everyone was silent after hearing this.

Bai Wan'er sneered: "This book is your territory, you are most familiar with it. Let's compete here. Don't you take advantage of it?"

Night Demon lowered his head and pursed his lips: "The book demon also accidentally lived here. It was not built by the demon. If you immortals are still not at ease, how about you propose a contest?"

"I agree!" "I object!"

Ding Ziyi and Bai Wan'er spoke at the same time, and they looked at each other with wide-open almond eyes.

Zhao Zixu frowned, waved his hand, and locked Night Demon firmly with the light of his sword. He winked at Bai Wan'er and Leng Zijiao.

The four of them flew to the side to discuss.

Ding Ziyi glanced at Night Demon, who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, and said, "Do you think there is anything wrong with this kind of competition, fellow Taoist Bai? If you win, you can save people and destroy Night Demon. Even if you lose, you can still save people." , why not?"

Bai Wan'er disagreed and said: "The Night Demon has many tricks and tricks. It is more familiar with the land of books than us. When our souls enter, many magic weapons cannot be used and our cultivation is greatly reduced. I agreed rashly because I was afraid of falling into the Night Demon's tricks."

Bai Wan'er thought that she was sure of victory now, so why not let Night Demon go, saving people was more important. After you get out, just think of a way to deal with the books so that the night demon can no longer harm anyone.

If you agree to the Night Demon's competition request, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble if something unexpected happens.

People should not be too greedy. Bai Wan'er just wanted to solve the current difficulties safely and leave here as soon as possible. As for how to solve the book in the future, there will always be a way.

The confrontation between two women is very troublesome.

Leng Zijiao and Zhao Zixu looked at each other, both of them a little undecided.

Leng Zijiao pondered for a while and expressed his opinion. After hearing this, Zhao Zixu and Ding Ziyi nodded in agreement. Bai Wan'er could only remain silent.

The four of them came to Night Demon, who was still kneeling obediently, with his head lowered.

"Night Demon, we will have two contests. If you win both games, your soul will be released and you will change your mind. If you lose one game, you will not only have your soul released, but also your soul will be gone."

Leng Zijiao unilaterally announced the conditions.

Night Demon lowered his head and was silent for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"Please ask the immortal to come up with a question." Night Demon said respectfully.

Leng Zijiao raised his eyebrows slightly at Bai Wan'er, Bai Wan'er's mouth curved, and the two of them took half a step back.

Ding Ziyi was the one who agreed to compete, so they had to choose this difficult problem. Just don't join in the fun.

Zhao Zixu glanced at Ding Ziyi.

A bright light flashed from Ding Ziyi's hand and hit the hilt of the sword. The purple lightsaber immediately turned into a band of light and wrapped around the Night Demon. The light strip gradually lost its luster and completely disappeared into the Night Demon's body.

"Don't be cunning. The Ziyun Sword has already entered your body. Once you try to escape, your soul will be driven away immediately." Ding Ziyi warned coldly.

"Little demon doesn't dare." Night Demon's attitude was respectful.

Zhao Zixu said: "You can follow us to the valley and compete there."

Everyone rushed to the valley.

At this moment, the huge stone millstone in the valley has disappeared, and there is no one around.

Zhao Zixu pointed his hand, and the green sword flew into the air and flew to the edge of the mountain. With a wave of the sword, a green brilliance struck the mountain.

With a huge roar, the entire peak broke away from the mountain and sloped down along the ridge.

Zhao Zixu twirled his fingers. The cyan sword flew down, its blade pointed at the sharp cross section of the mountain peak. A small sword stopped the huge mountain from rolling down.

The sword was inserted into the mountain like a toothpick inserted into a birthday cake. But this small toothpick-like sword actually picked up the faulted mountain and transported it steadily to the bottom of the valley.

"The first competition is very simple. You just need to transport the peak of the mountain back to the top of the mountain." Zhao Zixu said.

In the previous fight, Zhao Zixu had already discovered it. Although the black smoke incarnated by the Night Demon is changeable and flexible and can be divided and combined, it is not very powerful.

Therefore, the huge wind force created by Leng Zijiao's fan was able to suppress Night Demon and prevent him from moving. Now facing the sharp angle of the entire mountain peak, Night Demon cannot hold it up no matter what.

Ding Ziyi turned to Night Demon's pitiful little head and curved her lips: "How about you, do you want to give it a try? It would be a pity to give up right away."

Bai Wan'er couldn't help but glance at Zhao Zixu.

I didn't expect that this guy was very observant and could find the Night Demon's weakness so quickly.

Night Demon nodded slightly: "Little Demon is willing to give it a try."

Bai Wan'er secretly screamed that something was not good.