Youth's Cultivation

"Broken empty, cut!"

The voice of the sword without God came. Zichen's sword flashed and disappeared into the void. The demon had no time to retaliate against Wang Xiaohu. His figure quickly blurred, seemed real and unreal, and entered the dust state again.

And its light, not its dust, although you can see the shadow of the demon at the moment, but the demon doesn't seem to be in the same space with them.

"Click click..."

When they heard the voice, they were surprised to find that one side of the blood ghost shield in front of the demon was broken, which was controlled by xuanlingzi at the beginning. Because xuanlingzi's body did not turn into blood fog, the defense on this side was much worse, and the other two sides were not broken at the moment, just a few cracks.

It was the Zichen sword that caused this situation. At the moment, the Zichen sword seemed to have entered another space level and smashed a blood ghost shield, but Wang Xiaohu couldn't feel the slightest sword meaning standing several feet away.

In the eyes of the evil spirit, her figure retreated violently with fear, but obviously, her speed was far less than Zichen sword!

"Ding..."

Just when everyone thought that the demon was doomed, the sound of jintiejiao came.

In front of the succubus, there was a copper coffin emitting faint light, and the succubus stepped on the copper coffin unharmed.

The sword is a sword that must be killed without God. It was easily blocked by the copper coffin.

"Soul lock coffin!"

Wang Xiaohu's eyes immediately changed. Without hesitation, he flashed and appeared behind the demon. At the moment, the demon is no longer in a dust free state, so Wang Xiaohu can naturally use space jump to approach her.

"Overestimate your strength!"

The demon still dismisses the arrival of Wang Xiaohu.

However, when Wang Xiaohu's silver fist was smashed out, the demon's face was very dignified, and two blood ghost shields that had just survived quickly blocked in front of him.

"Pumbaa..."

The two sides of the blood ghost shield had cracks, and its defense decreased sharply. Under Wang Xiaohu's broken star fist, it was naturally impossible to make achievements. Therefore, Peng Peng burst open two times, more smashed than the side just now.

As soon as the demon's face changed, his figure quickly weakened and avoided Wang Xiaohu's fist.

"Bang!"

However, Wang Xiaohu's fist and path suddenly changed, not attacking the demon, but the soul lock coffin at her feet.

The material of the soul lock coffin is not what Wang Xiaohu can destroy, but flew out.

The limitless demon spirit was connected with Wang Xiaohu's mind. Naturally, he knew Wang Xiaohu's idea, so he rushed out immediately and put the soul lock coffin into the storage ring.

"Presumptuous!"

The demon roared, but Wang Xiaohu's figure flashed and retreated thousands of feet away, and the limitless demon spirit avoided it far away.

"Sword..."

The sword has no God, a sword has no work, stretch out a hand and move, Zichen sword returns to the front again, and the handprint turns over.

The evil spirit originally planned to grab the soul lock coffin back, but when she saw jianwushen break the profound meaning of Jiandao into Zichen sword again, her face turned white and she dared to stay. A broken boundary bead in her hand smashed out again.

Here is just a secret space, and the scope is not large. Therefore, there are almost all places where the space is crisscrossed. The boundary breaking bead once again opened a large gap at the wellhead. This time, plain clothes seems powerless. The black ice mantra, which is used with his current cultivation, is extremely reluctant, let alone used twice in a row.

"Sister..." Zhou Zhengyang looked at his sister Zhou Ningxue.