The magic weapon of the White-Brow Daoxian dealt with Song Ning for a few breaths, but ultimately lost. This was not the first time that Song Ning had entered the state of a bloody demon god, so his mind became clearer and clearer at this moment. After such a while of fighting, his mind almost completely woke up.

At this moment, the White-Browed Dao Immortal and the Three Yuan Dao Immortal both had the intention of dealing with each other, so they retreated one after another. The White-Browed Dao Immortal also wanted to take back the magic weapon.

But just when Baimei Daoxian was about to take back his magic weapon, his heart suddenly felt ache, and Song Ning's body shook in the air, and the Burning Heaven Sword turned into several sword lights and directly hit the Baimei Daoxian's immortal sword.

The fairy sword is a soft sword. The soft sword has extremely high resilience and is extremely difficult to cut off during normal fighting. But now the soft sword meets Song Ning's Fen Tian Sword, and it has collided with the Fen Tian Sword hundreds of times. During these hundreds of collisions, Song Ning completely slashed at the same position as the fairy sword. Therefore, at this moment, Song Ning suddenly exerted force, and the fairy sword had no resistance and broke directly.

The white-browed Taoist immortal spurted out a mouthful of blood. This immortal sword was his only immortal treasure. He had once sacrificed and refined it with his own essence and blood. This kind of immortal treasure is extremely precious. Once injured, the owner will also be harmed. Of course, the power of the immortal treasure after sacrifice will also be improved. This is beyond doubt.

But this kind of immortal treasure, which had been enhanced by an Wendao cultivator!

Just before this, Song Ning was still struggling to resist and unable to take care of himself, but the next moment, Song Ning actually cut off a Taoist immortal's immortal treasure?

The white-browed Taoist immortal pointed at Song Ning and shouted: "You, you, you actually..."

Song Ning smiled, and his voice was now hoarse due to the many dragon roars. The hoarse voice was like a ghost sound from the underworld. He reached out and grabbed the fairy sword that was broken into two pieces. The fairy sword was twisting in his hand like a living creature, like a snake, trying to break free.

"Life Immortal Treasure, if this is the case, will you feel more comfortable?" When Song Ning said this hoarse voice, he pinched his palm hard.

Although Song Ning's body was strong, it was not enough to fight against this fairy treasure. Just as Song Ning squeezed it hard, the fairy sword had not broken yet, but Song Ning's palm began to bleed first, and the sword blade pierced directly into Song Ning's palm, and bursts of pain spread into Song Ning's mind.

Baimei Daoxian sneered: "You are dreaming! You are just relying on the Burning Heaven Sword. You want to break my fairy sword with your body? Do it..."

Click...

Slap.

Just before the word "Dream" on the white-eyed Taoist immortal was said, bursts of cracking sounds came from Song Ning's palm. At this moment, when the immortal sword was no longer twisting, it turned into pieces in Song Ning's palm. Song Ning let go, and the scum fell.

At the same time, the white-browed Taoist immortal's open mouth sprayed out bloody mist. His face turned a little pale, and his body shook even more, and he almost fell down.

"Fellow Daoist Baimei!" Sanyuan Daoxian immediately stepped forward and supported him.

The white-eyed Taoist immortal took out a few pills and took them, and his complexion recovered a little. He stared at Song Ning. This was his only fairy treasure, which was now destroyed in the hands of a monk Wen Dao. He cursed in his heart. When Song Ning escaped from the bloody demon god hit him, he would definitely crush Song Ning's bones and pour them ashes.

At this moment, a hearty laughter broke out. The laughter was not only coming from somewhere, but it echoed in the battlefield within a radius of more than ten miles around Song Ning. At this moment, whether it was the monks watching the battle, the white-eyed Taoist immortal and Song Ning, they all left in search of the voice, as if they wanted to see who was laughing at this time and what was he laughing.

Just as the laughter echoed on the battlefield, the old man's voice came: "Song Ning, I have seen countless people. In this demon realm, since two thousand years ago, I have remembered all kinds of geniuses and aliens clearly. However, I have never seen anyone who can compare with you. Even if you don't have the Burning Sky Sword in your hand, it is the best I have seen. Just your meticulous thoughts are beyond the reach of people of your peers."

Baimei Daoxian frowned: "Changsheng Mountain, Li Fengzi?"

At this time, many people also heard the sound. Li Fengzi of Changsheng Mountain. Li Fengzi was always paying attention to Song Ning's long-bearded old man. Although he was slightly inferior to the White-Browed Daoxian, he was delicate. In this demon realm, Li Fengzi was to be above the White-Browed Daoxian on the ranking of comprehensive strength. Now that Bai Mei Daoxian and Song Ning fought, Li Fengzi suddenly spoke, which made Bai Mei Daoxian choke in his breath that had just stabilized.

"Although I can't help you, I'm very optimistic about you." Li Fengzi's voice came slowly again.

Under the blood-colored pursuit order, there was actually Daoxian who could say such words to Song Ning. In the hearts of the spiritual cultivators, they were extremely jealous. But at the same time, they couldn't understand whether Daoxian Li Fengzi was not a monk in the demon realm? Why did he still look down on Song Ning like this before? Could it be that Li Fengzi wanted to be an enemy of the entire demon realm?

But just as these people had this idea, another voice from Changsheng Mountain also came out: "Although I, Changsheng Mountain, dare not help, I, guarantee that I will not attack you."

"Wulu, you are actually... You Changsheng Mountain is going to be an enemy of the demon realm!" Baimei Dao's fairy breathed in a breath and directly choked out his blood.

The Sanyuan Dao Immortal also looked solemn at this moment. He never expected that Song Ning would still get the support of Changsheng Mountain at this time. Although Changsheng Mountain did not help Song Ning, they spoke at this moment that they were the only help to Song Ning and the best help. In addition to the Red Flame Sea and Luoshen Valley, Changsheng Mountain can almost be regarded as the strongest sect under the Endless Demon Sea. Even the Endless Demon Sea will not easily become enemies with Changsheng Mountain.

At this time, Changsheng Mountain opened its mouth, which naturally had the intention of winning over Song Ning.

"It seems that Changsheng Mountain wants to protect Song Ning. I wonder how those dead demon cultivators calculate? I don't let a human cultivator do whatever he wants! Even if you Changsheng Mountain express your opinion, we will not give up!"

Say the truth and follow it!

The Three Yuan Dao Immortal followed with his words and said this to everyone, as if it was to arouse public anger.

But just as he finished speaking, he heard Song Ning's voice plain and cold and ruthless: "Changsheng Mountain? Sorry, I don't know you, so what can you do if you don't look at me? What's the matter with you?"
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