Dressed As a Female Partner In the Virgin Mary

Ning Zixu's face was slightly stagnant, and his expression was cold and sharp. He has always been a very self-conscious person, and his spirituality is extremely strong.

However, this is the case, Xiao Ning's two words made his heart tremble.

Xiao Ning is not a person who is very good at manipulating words, and at this moment, his eyes are scorching bright, and the words come from the bottom of his heart.

The lethality on Ning Zixu is also huge.

Xiao Ning's dark eyes and determined heart are still the sincere and eager young man in a trance.

Naive, share everything with friends. Ben and him are not close friends, so they are willing to share the good opportunities with them. At that time, there was an indescribable jealousy in his heart.

I hate that I want to tear that innocent cheek to pieces and crush this good man.

Should have killed him long ago! This disaster should not be left behind.

Then he flicked the Frost Sword, letting a little frost and snow feel so slightly condensed, lingering all over his body.

Xi Chen didn't make a move with Xiao Ning. This was originally beneficial to Ning Zixu, but now it makes Ning Zixu feel even more hatred!

Because Xiao Ning wants to prove what, what to defeat, and reclaim what he has lost with his strength.

How can it be compatible? Thinking about it this way, Ning Zixu couldn't help grinding his posterior molars viciously, and the sourness in his heart was even more flowing.

However, those two words did create a rift in Ning Zixu's heart, causing him to plant uneasiness in his calm heart.

Sword Qi Shuanghan, the momentum is surging, so mutual induction, so that the two people's sword aura is intertwined, as if mixing into a huge wave!

However, nowadays, Ning Zixu's heart is squeaking, hoarsely gnawing his heart.

Ning Zixu?

Ning Zixu!

Ning Zixu!

He knew that his demons were suddenly alive, but he couldn't restrain himself.

Someone called the three words Ning Zixu, echoing in his ears, filling Ning Zixu's mind.

He was very impatient and scolded: Who is your name?

Then the call like that stopped, making Ning Zixu's mind go blank for a moment.

He had lost his mind, and many emotions rushed into his mind uncontrollably.

In other words, the so-called madness is nothing but to catalyze the once suppressed emotions out of control.

He is a lover, even if he has done something that makes him ashamed, he will forget it. Because if a person has no sense of shame, maybe he can live better. Of course, his guilty conscience does not include his actions with Xiao Ning in front of him.

At this moment of restlessness, Chu Yuwei's eyes with tears of anticipation floated in his mind.

That girl, whom he loved once, was completely broken by him and threw it into the garbage dump with the corpses.

She just looked at herself like that, with dim tears, so pitiful. But as for himself, after all, he never looked back.

Because I don't love her anymore.

Thinking like this, Ning Zixu's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In this case, can you convince yourself?

He had already made himself forget about it, but now he can't help but remember it again.

Poor Yuwei, she stared at herself like this, covered in blood, her eyes filled with blame and sorrow.

Ning Zixu gasped for breath.

He knew that he shouldn't think about this, but he couldn't control himself anymore.

Ning Zixu's sword has gradually lost its brilliance. On the contrary, Xiao Ning's sword became more and more condensed in brilliance.

Ning Zixu is also Xiaoning's heart demon as the so-called heart-cutting demon, so beheading can help Xiaoning set foot in the fairyland!

Therefore, Xi Chen did not help, and let Xiao Ning face the enemy alone.

Ning Zixu's cheeks were gradually graying, permeating from the sweat. A monk in his realm shouldn't have sweated in the first place. The sweat was rushed by the cold air, and it suddenly turned into thin ice, which was lightly broken.

Ning Zixu took a deep breath, knowing that he was very bad, but the demons were uncontrollable.

Chu Yuwei's eyes seemed to be looking at him, but they did not disappear.

Then the eyes of another woman stared at him like this. However, her eyes were wicked and frivolous.

If Chu Yuwei worshiped him the most, then Yewusha would be extremely contemptuous of him.

Chu Yuwei pinned the best hope of life on Ning Zixu, and Yewusha put the most vicious humiliation to a man.

The palm of the hand held the moon flowing flower, and the other person seemed to smile, "Come on, baby, taste the taste of my shoes."

When thinking about this, Ning Zi's throat suddenly burst into vomit.

That was the taste he most wanted to forget, but it happened that the memories of extreme humiliation were deeply imprinted in Ning Zixu's mind.

Ye Wusha's disgusting coquettish voice echoed in Ning Zixu's ears: "Oh, you, your body is not white, and there is the smell of my shoes in your mouth. It's really dirty. If it weren't for me, who would? Want you? You have to be fortunate. Fortunately, you are kind of handsome. If not, I don't want you."

Mean woman, this mean woman! How could there be a woman like her in this world, so disgusting and disgusting.

Even when she died, she didn't know where she died, hate was not killed by herself.

That woman should fall into her own hands and let her torture her a little bit to death.

There is no more regret in life than this. Even the feeling of powerlessness that once faced Ye Wusha has been lingering in Ning Zixu's heart.

Two completely different female phantoms intertwined in Ning Zixu's mind, making his heart seem to explode.

A wisp of sword energy split on his chest, spinning so fast that it was stained with blood.

A little bit of blood was scattered on Ning Zixu's cheeks, and he lit cigarettes, like peaches and plums.

The monk's body is naturally extremely strong, and such injuries naturally cannot take Ning Zixu's life. However, this is the case, Ning Zixu's injury is already extremely serious.

He coughed for a while, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

In the face of Xiao Ning, hatred was intertwined in his heart. But the phantom in Ning Zixu's mind was also like a breeze, intertwined and rumbling.

The eyes of the two women lingered in Ning Zixu's mind, causing throbs of pain in his mind.

However, at this time, the third gaze also appeared in Ning Zixu's mind.

Those eyes were faint, with sadness that couldn't be opened like an abyss.

The unintentional shadow of Si also floated in his mind, and his eyes were full of coldness and accusation.

Ning Zixu's head was chopped off by Ning Zixu's hands, and his **** bones paved a broad road belonging to Ning Zixu.

The use is continuous, and until the company's unintentional life is taken in the end, it is nothing more than squeezing the unintentional surplus value of the company.

"Young Master, did you lie to me?"

The severed head dripped blood from the corners of the lips, and asked Ning Zixu loudly.

And he naturally lied to the Secretary unintentionally. All of these, like a nightmare, enveloped Ning Zixu in this way.

"Young Master, Young Master——"

Si unintentionally changed his appearance again, becoming his youthful appearance, when he was already his own loyal servant.

At that time, he was the son of King Onimu, and he lived a noble life as a child.

"Who is your name?"

"Naturally, I am Yanying, the son of King Onimu. I am so loyal and loyal to the Yan family." Si Wuyi said slowly.

The son of King Onimu? Yan Ying?

That was his original name. After a long, long time loss, it is already a bit strange.

At this moment, Xiao Ning's sword had already condensed on the center of his eyebrows, causing a shallow blood stain on his forehead.

With a bang, the body of the former fairy head also fell to the ground with a bang.

A drop of blood also dripped so lightly along the tip of the sword.

The mountain **** had already arrived with Chu Wanying in his arms and caught a glimpse of the scene in front of him.

I saw Xiao Ning's eyebrows condensed with cold light, the demons had been solved, and he had already seen the road. He cut the cause and effect in this way and solved the calamity of life. After all, he stepped into that door as a victor and stepped into the realm of immortals.

The breeze gently brushed Chu Wanying's cheeks, Yan Ying had fallen, and now the situation has changed, and the breath of victory has finally blown on the human side.

Chu Wanying subconsciously tilted her head to look back, but she could no longer see Baili Nie.

She was stunned for a while, but she couldn't help but feel a little empty of her heart.

Chu Wanying originally thought that Bai Li Nie would still be sweet to her, and would leave after getting tired and crooked. Wherever he could think of it, Bai Linie left like this and never stayed deliberately.

Maybe this way, I will miss him more.

When Chu Wanying thought about it like this, she really missed him very much in her heart, and her anger gradually faded.

This time, Zecheng's trip was originally to hunt down the former demon head. Now that the opponent has fallen, the situation is very good.

When Chu Wanying rushed to Zechengzhizhi, Chu Lingshuang also appeared to greet her.

These years the human monks fought in the north, and Chu Lingshuang came to help, and never returned to the East China Sea. In just a few short years, Chu Lingshuang's sense of killing has inevitably increased a bit!

Seeing Chu Wanying, Chu Lingshuang's cold cheeks also added a slight smile.

Now that the human race has one after another catalyzed by the monks of the immortal realm, it is naturally a great joy.

Among the demons, Feng Yang, the left envoy, was also reported to have broken through, but he hadn't played against each other in recent days, and he couldn't fully confirm it.

However, in terms of the message from the human spies, this matter is mostly true.

The competition between the two races is so eager and hot.

This is so, the human monk still has a heavy stone in his heart, and he can't breathe. This boulder is the head of the demon, Xiguang.

Even in the realm of immortals, Xiguang is also the leader in the realm of immortals.

Even when Ning Zixu first stepped into the realm of immortals, he was seriously injured by Xiguang's palm, causing his realm to fall.

He not only has the strongest cultivation base in the world, but also has unparalleled talents.

The existence of this person was originally the nightmare of the entire Human Race monk.

Chu Lingshuang talked to Chu Wanying about the current situation. Now the war is in anxiety. With the passage of time, the hatred is deeper, but it also means tiredness.

Chu Lingshuang sighed: "Now there is a rumbling among the demon, saying that the demon wants to negotiate a peace, but there are many people who are willing."

Chu Lingshuang said that there are many people, that is, there are many people.

Even now, the demon is still weak, but there is a very powerful Xiguang, which makes this group not to be underestimated.

Chu Wanying has been propagating that all cooperation is strength, and the self-worth of low-level monks. Of course these are correct!

But it is undeniable that there is a kind of person in the world, and he alone has the power to subvert the world.

Both of these powers exist in the monk world.

Then the two tribes really fought to the end, the sacrifice must be very tragic.

Chu Wanying said in a low voice: "My brother thinks that the devil is doing tricks, so letting out the wind makes me and the human race unscrupulous?"

Over the years, Chu Wanying has not only engaged in formations, but also engaged in a lot of private propaganda.

She also bought some shameless demons and ran to the demons to propagate what Xiguang was a war behemoth, planning a maniac, and didn't care about the sacrifices of the lower demons.

The pie drawn by the boss is wonderful, but it won’t be so delicious if you eat it until you die.

Whether it is a person or a devil, some personal humanistic care is needed in front of the interests of the entire race.

Xiguang ran to the Xuanfu as the head of the immortal, and spent a lot of effort in gaining the favor of the human race. However, the world is also difficult to achieve both, resulting in his lack of goodwill among the demons.

For the devil, Xiguang's power is peerless, and it is all necessary to worship him as the master. It's just that everyone is not very familiar, and there is always less intimacy.

The dream of unifying Kyushu is indeed very beautiful, but if the number of sacrifices increases, it will inevitably shake the devil's heart.

At the beginning of Chu Wanying's plan, the effect was still somewhat.

Now Chu Lingshuang was suspicious, and suspected that Xiguang took the opportunity to fight back.

This demon is a master of manipulating people's hearts.

Chu Wanying's thoughts were also stunned, and now she can't help but feel that her brother's guess is somewhat reasonable.

Xiguang’s ambition is not only the ten cities in the north, he wants the world under his control. For this kind of strong personality, it is not so easy for him to accept the results of a corner. Now Human Race monks have a cowardly heart, I'm afraid it's easy to take advantage of it instead.

Chu Wanying thought about it this way, thinking in her heart how to work **** propaganda, so that the monks of the tribe would be more vigilant.

Thinking like this, a cool breeze gently blew on Chu Wanying's cheeks, making Chu Wanying agitated.

Suddenly, she thought that the reason why her brother was facing the enemy was because he was worried that Xiguang would take advantage of the opportunity to calculate and enter.

Then, if the demon really intends to negotiate, would Chu Lingshuang find it unacceptable?

Thinking like this, Chu Wanying quickly shook her head.

In any case, the war is not over, so for her, it is natural to stare at the world with a vigilant gaze.

Her eyes always remain suspicious.

On this day, the moonlight was clear and moist, lightly scattered on the northern wasteland.

Demon's dark red hair showed a bit of moistness under the moon. His glazed eyes condensed slightly, letting a cup of tea linger around.

The life of Yinshan Demon is not going well, so he generally likes wine and uses wine to relieve his sorrow.

But Xiguang rarely touches things like wine. He has a pure heart and little desire, and what he fiddles with the most every day is his big plans, a little bit of calculation. Even, never drink alcohol.

He also knew in his heart that the so-called superiors occasionally wanted to be close to the people and let himself fit into the group of demons.

However, there are some habits that Xiguang cannot change.

After all, Xiguang grew up in a place of human race, and some habits and hobbies have long been deep into his bones. Even before, he didn't even notice it.

Tea is a tasteless thing, it will only calm people down, not relieve people's worries. Xiguang doesn't have any personal hobbies in private, anyway, he is a tasteless person.

But the Six Brahma Gods are not like this. Although he has a style, he can talk and laugh very well, and is very kind to win people's hearts. Although the Lords of the Six Brahmas will not be drunk while drinking, they will also drink a few cups with their subordinates to add fun.

Those memories will also float in Xiguang's mind.

But that was not Xiguang's own memory, it was just that he remembered some things about the Six Brahma Gods.

The longer he returned to the Demon Race, the more clearly he became clear that he was not the Six Brahma Lords.

He and the Six Brahma Gods, after all, are two different people.

His character, his hobbies, and his way of doing things are completely different from those of the Six Brahma Gods.

In the past in Quebec, I used to taste tea with Lu Hua, but there were no tea friends among the demons.

But Uncle Lu was already dead in his own hands.

However, this is the case, these various emotions cannot shake Xiguang's heart. What's more, with his wisdom, he also guessed all the possibilities after returning to the Demon Race.

He did not expect the devil to regard himself as a hero.

After all, the Six Brahma Lords died under the siege of their own people.

But what's the matter, even if he doesn't give me anything from time to time, and people's hearts are not going well, he still keeps the devil in his own hands. Then, they had to move on to Xiguang's plan.

Xiguang held the tea cup gently in the palm of her hand, thinking: I was right.

No matter what stands in front of me, it can't stop my footsteps.

If there is a heresy obstructing it, I will definitely get rid of it.

Then Xiguang drank the tea in the cup!

There are always voices among the devil who disobey him, and these Xiguang are all well known.

Staying in Yinshan Mountain for a long time and dwelling for a thousand years, even if the living environment is bad, it may also obliterate the courage of some demons. It was even expected that someone would kill him. These people are afraid of their own power, so naturally they are also hesitant and dare not do anything.

Therefore, I hope that Guangming knows that the tea in front of us is highly poisonous, and is willing to drink it.

According to the legend, the poisonous flower can damage the body of the monk in the realm of immortality, but that is just a fake legend. But some people still have hope after all. After all, they can't take a major repair in the fairyland to test the medicine.

Xiguang drank the cup of tea, and didn't have to say anything, she was just waiting for the fish to get the bait.

Weeds in the yard always need to be combed and eliminated. Not to mention that these demon monks are short-sighted, ignorant, and jealous. Appropriate means can enhance their prestige among the devil.

Even if Yu Xiguang's body did not move, someone had already cleared it for him.

The devil's heart was slightly melancholy, but the rebels among the devil were so shallow? Relying solely on instinctive greed and unwillingness to act, the so-called political literacy of fighting for power is almost non-existent. This only shows that the demon monk's talents have withered in the past thousand years.

Of course, after all, there are a few outstanding talents among them.

Xiguang lifted her head slightly, and saw Zuo Shi Feng Yang gently approaching, brushing a drop of blood from her finger.

He cleaned up these assassins for Xiguang, but it was just a try of the immortal realm cultivation base, which was naturally easy.

Under the moon, Feng Yang gently saluted: "The devil does not need to care about these traitors. You are dedicated to the devil’s great cause, but there are always short-sighted traitors in the world who don’t understand your vision. Wronged."

As time passed, Feng Yang also had a lot of emotions in his heart. At this moment, he was even a little ashamed. Back then, I shouldn't have been fooled by Chu Wanying's words, because I doubted to let Xichen go. That woman is indeed extremely clever.

Time has proved that Xiguang is indeed dedicated to the demons. The most powerful power in this world, the devil is not necessarily rare.

Xiguang thought: wronged? Why does he think so.

He wouldn't feel wronged, and in all fairness, Xiguang has very little love or hatred. He is seldom happy about one thing, nor is he angry about one thing. These demon assassins will neither depress him nor make him angry.

The stone blocking the road is just kicked away lightly. How can it feel wronged to a stone?

But obviously Feng Yang didn't think so. In his opinion, Xiguang had abandoned all the glory and wealth and returned. So naturally, Xiguang is also full of racial feelings for the entire demons. However, because of this, some of the lower-level demons did not understand the sacrifice and revenge of the demons, and they deeply hurt the hearts of the demons as a family.

Xiguang also knows a little bit about Feng Yang's thoughts.

He feels that it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to let his supporters feel wronged. After all, it can increase loyalty.

Acting is not necessary anymore, to be honest, it has the same effect.

"It's okay, my life doesn't need their understanding, and I don't need any gratitude for the heart of the demons. It is my duty to do what I should do."

Feng Yang and Moxiu present both showed passionate colors and worshiped Xiguang abnormally.

Xiguang's foundation among the demon is a little weaker, but she will eventually make up for it.

When thinking like this, Xiguang's gaze swept over them lightly: "Among the demons, many demons are willing to agree and are satisfied with the ten cities in the north. What do you think?"

Feng Yang thought, even though there is a peerless and stunning figure like Xiguang among the demon, but the background is naturally no better than the human monk. So a temporary recuperation and energy accumulation may not be a feasible strategy.

Thinking about this, Feng Yang also sighed inwardly, slightly sad. Maybe he has been imprisoned in Yinshan for many years, and his idea is not necessarily right.

"I don't have my own thoughts. Among the devil, there will only be one idea, and that is the devil's mind."

Feng Yang replied decisively, and the other demons also bowed to him.

When to stop, it's up to the devil to decide.

However, Xiguang is a person who is very good at grasping people's hearts. At this moment, he already knows in his heart, but he also sighed softly in his heart.

He knew that if he stopped at the ten northern cities at this moment, it would be difficult for him to have expansion opportunities afterwards. Once the peace is negotiated, the human demons will fall into a long-term stalemate competition.

As time goes by, geographical boundaries will become more and more distinct.

He gently waved his hand to make these demons retreat one after another.

At this moment, peace? This decision is not easy for someone like him. Because he is a determined and ambitious person, he will never be a rich man. The Yinshan Demon used to live in Yinshan, and now he has obtained the Ten Cities in the North, and he is very happy and feels satisfied.

Feng Yang is a wise person among the demons, but his heart is not immune. It's just his own personal charm that makes some high-level magic repairs willing to follow.

But have these demons forgotten? Thousands of years ago, the demons occupied a third of Kyushu's land. By the time of the Six Brahma Lords, the demons had already occupied most of the negotiations! The human monks at that time were also willing to accept the conditions.

However, the demon's self-killing made the glory of the past disappear one after another.

Now that he has won ten cities in the north, he is already happy.

Even if you stop here, you will become the holy monarch in their minds.

Everyone's ideal is not an order of magnitude.

Even Yu Xiguang closed his eyes gently, covering some of the surging dangerous anger in his eyes.

He rarely gets emotional. If he is emotional, Xiguang will not make important decisions at this time.

Calm down. Only when you calm down can you make a more perfect plan.

Only then can I control all this in my own palm.

Xiguang thought this way, and took a deep breath.

He muttered silently in his heart, no matter what stands in front of me, I will remove it.

Is anything!

However, at this moment, the ghost and the gods are messing up, and a sentence popped up in his heart: "What if it is Chu Wanying?"

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his palm.

Of course, even Chu Wanying couldn't block his way. Just like that day, he knew that Chu Wanying was in the formation, and if the formation was destroyed, then Chu Wanying would also die.

At that moment, Xiguang's heart also had a bit of hesitation, but he still waved his hand.

Knowing that she might die--

But this is my choice.

Of course, Chu Wanying should have been rescued by Baili Nie afterwards——

She did not die as a result.

Knowing that Chu Wanying was not dead, she was naturally happy in her heart.

Now he looked at his hand.

Under the moon, Xiguang's palm had already faded from the ink color, and it became crystal clear like a beautiful jade.

However, this palm is the most dangerous murder weapon in the world, extremely cruel. This palm belongs to a cold and ruthless person, who has always been firm and steady. But now, this hand shook slightly.

If you do it once, can you do it the second time?

Xiguang watched this way, and a layer of pain gradually emerged in her heart.

In fact, he knew that Chu Wanying didn't care if she was cruel to her. The weak feelings that used to exist, between a sensible man and a suspicious woman, have long since disappeared. In fact, I care about her more than Chu Wanying thought. Of course, this is useless, and Xi Guang is ruthless. So more and less, is it just a kind of hypocrisy for this woman?

He knew that this relationship came out and tempted himself to negotiate a peace. If he can negotiate a peace, then he doesn't have to make any more choices.

He is not the Six Brahma Lords, nor is he Baili Nie.

He will not be a slave to feelings, and he will not fall into the love of men and women. He will never be allowed. Thinking like this, his palm slowly squeezed into a fist.

Thinking like this, a strange feeling surged into Xiguang's heart.

This caused Xiguang to reduce all the sadness, and immediately restored his calmness and strength.

In the moonlight, Xiguang's handsomeness is also impeccable.

He slowly said, "The guest has arrived, why not show up?"

Accompanied by the gentle flying of the dark cloak, a graceful figure appeared under the night sky like this. In his hand, Jingyue was holding the two-foot-long weapon.

Even Xiguang couldn't help but frown slightly, well, carrying a tree?

Under the cloak, Bai Linie's lips lightly floated with a smile: "Devil, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Under the cloak lightly concealed, a pair of icy blue eyes glowed brightly.

Xiguang stared at the man in front of him, his face as perfect as a sculpture.

"Then Bailinie, what are you here for now? Is it for the devil's great cause to come back to help the people. Or for love, do you want to deal with me for your Chu Lingzhu?"

Baili Nie smiled: "I am neither black nor white. I was born with demon blood and grew up in a human race. After all, I am not going to choose a stand for myself."

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you a long time ago, and talk about it when we first met, because what I said stimulated your fragile nerves and made you determined to make me irresistible. I didn't care about these things with the devil before. ."

Xiguang has calmed down, facing the enemy, he has always been calm.

Xiguang said slowly: "Bailnie, I saw you at the beginning of the year. Although you are from the same source with me, it didn't make me feel any special feelings. Of course, I don't have any extra feelings for almost anyone. You It just makes me feel extraordinarily smart, extraordinarily unruly, and self-interested in thinking. People like you will not decide their own life direction because of race, and will definitely choose a path that is more beneficial to you. Doesn't it ?"

When we first met, Bai Linie talked freely, saying that he wanted to be a good person in the interests of the world. At that time, Xiguang felt that he was very difficult to do.

Baili Nie has neither morality nor regret. There is no morality, how can you kidnap him with morality and go back to Yinshan to eat dirt.

Baili Nie: "I think you are complimenting me."

Xiguang said indifferently: "You can think about it this way. After all, when we first met, I think highly of you. With your talent cultivation and the identity of the remnant soul, letting go of you is the loss of my plan. I admit that I treat you. The plan was a complete failure."

His investment in Bailinie was completely useless.

Top investors like Xiguang rarely make such mistakes.

"It's really because you appreciate me so much, so you decided to let me lose my reputation in the Human Race. I have nothing and suffer. Then I am mentally abnormal. Even if it is a big business, it is a kind of harm to the Human Race monk."

Baili Nie Tsk Tsk.

Xiguang looked at him: "Since you went to Yinshan to be a spy, killed the demon monk, and returned from stealing the treasure, I have pursued this plan with all my heart. This is the end of the matter. Naturally, you and I have forged a deep feud. Also, even if not for the sake of it. Lord Chu Ling, you are absolutely qualified to come to trouble me, aren't you?"

Bailinie thought for a while and smiled: "Actually speaking, I still want to thank you."

He smiled like this and gently lifted the moon dance in his hand. This weird weapon gleamed with ethereal air under the moon, and under the powerful energy, the surrounding space was constantly distorted.

Xiguang hummed, oh, and drew the weapon from his waist.

In the past, Xiguang used the Heavenly Mad Sword, but now it has returned to the Demon Race, and of course there are new weapons. The blade in his hand was like a knife but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword, and a light crimson appeared on the blade, revealing a **** air.

This dragon blood blade is said to be formed by pouring the blood of a devil dragon, condensing the dragon soul, and has the blessing of the divine soul of an ancient alien beast.

It's just that this thing has always been evil in nature. It is said that the blade master will be swallowed by the dragon and demon soul if his mind is slightly confused, and even die in confusion.

Xiguang didn't have to use such dangerous weapons, but he always only used the most powerful weapons. Whether it is right or wrong, he will always rise to the challenge.

Just like at this moment, this bewitching Dragon Blood Blade was also safely pinched by Xiguang.

He swallowed extremely hard, but saw a piece of dragon soul slowly unfolding, lingering around the blade, revealing a clear voice.