Thunder Martial

After purple appeared, his eyes looked ahead, and as purple appeared, there was also a gloomy and cold aura.

The monk perceived this breath, his eyes changed, this is the smell of Zhang Hao Tian, he did not follow himself to find the purple.

“Are you Zijuan? ”

Wolfsbane looked at the person who appeared in front of him, and the corner of his mouth appeared with a cold smile.

Other demon tribes also look at the purple clan, although they first came into the world, but they have heard the name purple clan.

The situation of divine and demonic invasion can be reversed, almost by the power of the Tianwu world itself, and Zixuan is the Lord of the Tianwu world.

Of course, in the eyes of the Demon Nation, God and Demon are nothing, otherwise why is there no movement now?

Likewise, purple in their eyes is just an enemy to watch out for.

Purple look at these demonic tribes, they are four times more numerous than this side, and they are difficult not only to fight, but most importantly difficult to kill.

Its resilient vitality is not available to the three tribes.

Otherwise, even at a quantitative disadvantage, everyone can fight.

“Do you have a way?” The monk asked.

Su Mengyao brought everyone here, obviously waiting for the arrival of Purple.

“Looks like you guys are in trouble. ”

Looking at these demon tribes, Ziqing thought of the words of the Holy Honor in the beginning, and the real trouble was coming.

“Nonsense, we don't want to kill one more today! ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, our chance has come to kill them, and the luck of the spiritual clan is almost cut off. Today we will greet our people with their heads! ”

Purple frowned slightly, and this guy had a lot of bullshit.

Then his words would have to be less.

The broken knife was in his hand, and that terrible aura, the shock broke apart.

In the eyes of wolf green, there was a glimmer of joy.

That's right, that's it. In his mind, the scene of a sustained war has emerged, perhaps during the Great War, when the heavens and the earth collapsed and the demons descended from the sky.

Zi Zhen came out with a knife.

The knife arc went forward and landed on several people in front of it at a rate far exceeding what was expected.

Wolfsbane could not escape, and the body encountered the knife arc, which was divided into two parts.

Between moments, a giant wolf appeared, but it was divided into two giant wolves.

Its vast body did not heal, nor flee, but hung in the void, with demonic blood falling from the void like a river.

In the blink of an eye, four demon tribes were killed in front of them, including Wolfsbane.

Perhaps the wonderful wishes of Wolf Green can be fulfilled in the future, but he is clearly invisible.

“This… this is impossible! ”

The faces of the other demons in the rear have changed dramatically. Demon-level weapons are not unknown to them. They cannot be killed at all. At most, they are seriously injured.

How can it be like this?

Those spiritual tribes in the rear were also stunned, followed by cheers.

Shuā

Zizhi's figure flashed and quickly approached the demon clan and began to produce a knife.

The demons reacted, revealing their most powerful bodies, but they were simply unable to resist before the purple knife was broken.

As the swords fell, the invading demons were separated, and then died.

In this scene, three views of almost everyone were subverted.

But for those who know, it's not too surprising.

This is a broken blade!

The weapon used by the first person in Geshan in that year, under this knife, it is not known how many demons have died, maybe even demons exist at this level.

Some monster tribe holy honor in the district, naturally nothing until the knife is broken.

Plus the knife holders are purple, so far they are recognized as the first of their kind.

The first person in the same territory who possesses the weapons of the first person in the past is not buried.

Thus, an original battle of siege turned into a battle of massacre in front of the purple clan, and the powerful means used by those demons had no effect in front of the purple clan.

All attacks are slashed with one blade.

If one knife never dies, use two.

After nearly ten consecutive demon tribes were killed, the other demons finally realized the horror of the purple clan and began to flee.

This is an incomparable battle.

Only monks and others have long blocked their way, one demonic weapon after the other, attacking these demonic tribes.

For a while, demonic blood poured in the air like rain.

The blood is also extraordinary, and the bright light is flowing, absolutely good.

It's just that fighting is breaking out at this moment, and nobody dares to go to the bottom of the void at this time to pick up the cheap.

So you can only watch.

By the end of the fighting, only five demons had the chance to escape, while the others remained forever and became corpses.

And the corpses, too, fell below.

“Good stuff!”

The monks immediately went under the void and wanted to retrieve the bodies. After all, they were the bodies of the Holy Grace, of great value.

But the fallen monk, let alone the body did not see one, not even a drop of blood.

Obviously, it was a quick hit.

“Which guy is it? ”

The monk's soul is scattered and nothing is perceived.

He came just after the battle, but he didn't see anything, did someone lurk here early in the morning?

The monk's figure swept to the sky and he lost nothing. He looked at the purple depression and said: “Looks like someone took the trophy. ”

Zizhen glanced at the monk.

“Really!”

The monk thought there was a problem with the purple eyes, explain again.

Purple looked at the people and said: “This time the demon tribe has lost a lot, it should be quiet for a while, but don't be careless. Once the demon army shows up, you will be the first to deal with it, so be careful next time. ”

The battle is over, Zijuan. This is going back.

Others will not follow Purple at this time because of the short time they have been out, and everyone wants to get as much as possible.

At this time, Purple sensed the spiritual fluctuations of the town's soul and looked back at each other.

A light appeared from the town spirit and came straight to the purple. After approaching, the light turned into a robe and the lightning flashed.

The last time Zhenling gave a good thing, it was a thunder sword and gave it to Wang Xian.

The demon clan came to ask for it, it was also a sword.

I didn't expect them to give me a robe this time.

The town spirit has robes, which I'm afraid the demon tribe never thought of.

The monk's eyes lit up and his subconscious asked: "Can you turn this robe into a cloak? ”

Zijuan did not respond, put away the robe and left.

If Monk Wang is to be told, I'm afraid there will be no calm days in the future.

Without getting the answer from Purple Pearl, the monk looked at the town spirit and did not know what the idea was.

After the battle ended, the demons fled, and the people spread out, each looking for an opportunity.

Instead of leaving, the monk stayed here and wanted to get a robe from the town spirit.

Back in the world of Tianwu, the Demon Refinery King arrived beside the Purple Spirit and said with a glorious face: "My lord, we have collected them all. ”

It took out a lot of demon blood, as well as other demon trophies.

The bodies that the monks had never found were secretly taken away.

“Don't give it to me, you condense it. ”

Purple looked at the Refining Demon King and said with a smile, “I believe you. ”

“My lord, how can the little one feel bad? ”

Purple smiled slightly. “Don't think about it. Help me refine the demonic blood so that I can kill more demons in the future. I won't reveal this secret. ”

The Alchemist looked pitifully at Purple, but he did not know how many times he cursed Purple.