The black monster approached Ximen Ruoxue, stretched out his claws covered with black scales, grabbed her neck, picked her up and pulled her in front of her, and gently sniffed her fragrance, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became stronger.

"The Yuanyin is still there, very good, I am very compassionate, so that you can taste the taste of bliss before you die!" The black monster stretched out his scarlet tongue, a foot long, and licked Ximen Ruoxue's face.

Although Ximen Ruoxue is a fake infant cultivator and has been practicing for more than a hundred years, she has been clean since she was a child and has not even been close to her by a stranger opposite sex. Now, facing such a scene, how can she bear it being treated like this by an extremely ugly monster?

Extremely ashamed and angry, as soon as the silver teeth bit, Ximen Ruoxue tried his best to activate the small amount of magic power left in his body to destroy his soul to protect his innocent body. However, he did not expect that the black monster seemed to have expected it. With a slight shock, it shook the last trace of magic power in his body.

"He's a strong man, but do you think a little trick can escape my magic eyes?" The black monster grinned, then tore it suddenly. Ximen Ruoxue's robe was torn to pieces in an instant, leaving only a small bellyband, and spring light leaked a large piece.

"Ah!" Ximen Ruoxue screamed in surprise, unable to accept such a scene, and actually fainted.

"Damn it? It's interesting to be awake!" The black monster was surprised when he saw this, but then he smiled and spit out a wisp of pink mist from his mouth, and penetrated into Ximen Ruoxue's nose: "It's more interesting to add some methods!"

The black monster shook his arms and woke Ximen Ruoxue up. Just when he was about to take the next step despite Ximen Ruoxue's efforts to resist, his brow suddenly stood up and stared at a clearing not far away. He shouted coldly: "Sneaky, get out!"

At the same time as he opened his mouth, the black monster slapped at the other side, and a black magic claw of five or six feet was formed in the air and suddenly snatched it, shaking everything below to scatter.

At this moment, a blue sword light appeared in the sky on the empty mud under the magic claws, carrying a large piece of sharp sword energy, in the shape of a tornado, and burst into the sky.

With a loud "Boom!", the black magic claws were easily torn apart by the blue tornado sword light. Then a blue figure walked out slowly, with a grimace mask that seemed to be crying but not crying or laughing but not laughing on his face.

As soon as the masked man came out, a glimmer of hope suddenly surged in Ximen Ruoxue's silent eyes. He looked at the masked man with a trembling trembling. She did not expect the masked man to save her, but just wanted to get a chance to break herself. She would rather die than be defiled by the black monster.

"I am worthy of being the Red Feng Lust Lord. Although I only have the cultivation level of a fake baby, this sensing method is really powerful!" A voice that is neither male nor female was heard under the mask of ghost face, and his tone was calm, as if he was quite calm and composed.

He felt that the masked man was just a false infancy cultivation level, and the black monster's mouth was slightly raised and he did not pay much attention to it. However, after hearing what the masked man said, he immediately lowered his face: "Who are you, why do you know the roots of me!"

"Of course I heard from others!" The masked man bowed slightly and replied casually.

"Who did you hear me? Who are you? Is it because I have no face to see someone while hiding my head and showing my tail, and wearing a mask?" The black monster's voice buzzed out, and at the same time, the demonic energy in its body gushed, completely in a posture of being ready to take action at any time.

The masked man grinned, and the mask on his face also smiled, and said helplessly: "I dare not show my face. Of course, I heard those who had said before that you were just a fake body, and I was afraid that after killing you, your real body would come to cause trouble. Now I don't have enough methods and can't deal with your real body!"

"Hahaha, you little monk in the lower world really took the courage of the bear heart and leopard. Knowing the origin of me, you dared to be so arrogant. You actually wanted to kill me. It's really ridiculous. Your words are really the funniest joke I have heard in more than a hundred years of revival!" The black monster laughed instead of anger when he heard Han Ming's words, and then his face was full of grin and his fangs were full of grin and smiled: "I want to see what methods you have. I actually said that I want to kill me, and I also want to pull out the person behind you, and ask why it knows the roots of me!"

After saying that, the black monster raised his hand gently, threw Ximen Ruoxue, whose magic power and body were imprisoned, and stepped forward suddenly. A stream of rich black demonic energy gushed out, turning into two black magic claws and grabbed the masked man.

"I'm not long after the advancement of the fake baby, and I'm missing someone to practice. Just take you!" The masked man smiled lightly, gently spread the blue sword in his hand, and once again sprinkled the sword energy throughout the sky and slashed towards the black demon claws.

The blue sword energy and the black demon claws were stalemate in the air. On one side was rich in demon energy and on the other side were pure spiritual power. The two spiritual powers that were completely opposite to each other were violently colliding, but they were evenly matched, and no side could gain the upper hand for a while.

Looking at the demon claws and sword energy that were stalemate in the air, the masked man blew up casually, and the huge sword energy instantly exploded, turning into thousands of tiny sharp edges, piercing the two demon claws into pieces, and no longer pressing down, turning into wisps of demonic energy and dissipating.

"Your Excellency, use your methods quickly, otherwise there will be no chance!" The masked man shrugged and then added: "Just just now, I secretly saw that your two discs are very powerful. Use them quickly, otherwise there will be no chance. The beauty is still waiting on the side, so you don't want to finish the game early!"

Ximen Ruoxue, who was on the other side, felt a little sank when he heard the masked man's words. The trace of luck that had been saved by the masked man completely disappeared. Even if the man in the green robe defeated the monster, she would have escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again.

The black monster is fine, and it will probably kill her after insulting her, but if this masked man catches her, he might imprison her and use it as a cauldron, and practice both day and night.

Ximen Ruoxue tried his best to attack the confinement of his whole body, trying to restore some magic power before the two of them decided to win. Even if they could not escape successfully, they could still have the ability to sever themselves. They would never be captured alive by one of them. The outcome was unimaginable.

But the pink gas in her body began to work, her cheeks turned redder slowly, and her mind was gradually lost, and her original impulse was infinitely amplified by the pink gas.

On the other side, the black monster looked up and down at Han Ming, but was not angry, but laughed and said, "Just because of you? I am not worthy of using the Wanhua Poison Eye."

After saying that, the black monster retreated behind him and instantly turned into a faint demonic energy that could not be seen at all with the naked eye and could not be seen by the naked eye, just like the situation before disappearing after being attacked by the three Buddha talismans by the Hehe Sect.

The black monster disappeared, but the masked man was not in a hurry. He didn't even put a shield. He slowly put the water-blue sword in his hand into the storage bag, and put his hands behind his back, scanning the surroundings, looking like the enemy was still.

This place fell into peace for a short time. Except for Ximen Ruoxue's moans not far away due to the erosion of pink fog and the bubbles that popped up from time to time in the swamp, there were no other sounds.

After about ten breaths, a slight sound rang out five or six feet behind the masked man, and was instantly caught by the masked man. He turned his head and without thinking, a very sharp sword energy instantly took shape and slashed towards the other side.

But the sword energy cut into the air, and there was nothing there. In front of the masked man, a faint black demon shadow appeared instantly. He gently poked his claws and pulled down the abdomen of the masked man. It was the method of killing Linghu, the first cultivator under the Yuanying.

The black monster felt that he had a slight shadow, and was affected by this boy's calmness. He thought it had a lot to do with the third son of Tailun, and it might even be the disciple of the third son of Tailun, but he didn't expect it to be just a paper tiger.

The black monster is very confident. With the strength of his holy clan's body, he is so close to the weak human cultivator at the same level, so he is definitely more than 90% sure to kill the opponent!

Just as he was about to take out the masked man's golden elixir with one claw, the black monster was stunned. Its claws seemed to hit some extremely hard magic weapon, but it did not penetrate it, but was shocked and hurt.

At the same time, the black monster saw the masked man turn his head, and the pupils with a faint blue light under the mask were full of sarcasm.

"Just wait for you to get closer!" The masked man chuckled, and two other scale-covered arms rushed out from his ribs.

The four golden arms grabbed the black monster's four arms like lightning, like an invincible treasure, and could not escape no matter how hard the black monster struggled.

With the four golden arms at the same time, the masked man pulled it suddenly, without giving the black monster any reaction space at all. He easily tore it into five pieces. The blood of the black monster spilled down, just like the black monster tearing Linghu's pose before.

At the critical moment, the black monster shouted: "Explode!", and the remaining half of the black demon body rose and shrank, instantly burst into a large circle of black halos, directly covering the masked man.

The black halo was raging for a long time, covering all the surrounding hundreds of feet. The corpses of the cultivators of the false Dan stage and Hezong were shattered and divided into pieces. A large pit was also blasted out of the swamp, and the surrounding liquid black mud could not be filled in a short time.

A golden figure slowly walked out of the black halo. Apart from the neat green robe that was dilapidated, there was no more damage to the whole body. The golden body was terrifyingly strong.

With a light wave, the demon blood around him was easily swept down. The masked man looked at a piece of black smoke not far away and grinned slightly: "I am worthy of being the Demon Lord, I can escape my soul. I admire you!"

The body of the black monster was destroyed, and now there was only a group of undetermined souls left, floating forty or fifty feet away from Han Ming, but did not escape immediately.

"Who are you? How could your body be so powerful!" The black monster's soul shook slightly, and such a kind of mental fluctuation came out.

"If you really want to know, you might as well surrender. I will tell you before you die completely!" The masked man smiled and raised his foot to force the black monster's soul.

"You really think you're going to die!" The black monster soul shouted violently, and two small discs were sacrificed by him. Then he gritted his teeth, and a small half of the soul evolved into another monster and merged into one of them.
Chapter completed!