The Shadowless Sword has been motionless since it was slashed to the ground by the Dragon Sword.

Bai Sang originally planned to mobilize this magic weapon to solve Qu Ningzhu first, and then deal with Yun Ji, who failed to make it fail.

Unexpectedly, the Shadowless Sword strangely lost control.

After blocking the sword rain with several other flying swords, Bai Sang looked at the Shadowless Sword with a cold face.

The sword body was inserted diagonally on the ground, and the gaps of different sizes on the blade were dim and difficult to detect.

The sword will not die.

The only reason why the Shadowless Sword is like a dead object is that an accident occurred when controlling the power of this sword.

Bai Sang suddenly turned his head and looked at the sixth tail.

A scene that surprised it appeared, and the sixth tail swung left and right without its command at all!

The long tail is all about Baisang's body, which is equivalent to the hands and feet of a person. The tail that shakes by itself is like a person's fingers shaking uncontrollably.

Even the monster was surprised by such a strange situation.

"Liao Wuchang..."

Bai Sang squeezed out this cunning name from his teeth, and he had sensed an accident in his fusion.

Liao Wuchang in the sixth tail was still wrapped tightly.

But there was no head in that fluffy robe, only a body left!

A person who has no head will die.

However, Liao Wuchang was not dead, but instead took advantage of Bai Sang's severe injury to reversely merge his body, forming a devouring force, and unknowingly merged with the great demon.

Bai Sang's face became heavier and heavier, his long tail swung rapidly, and his demonic aura surged.

At the same time as the demonic energy, there is also a kind of evil spirit.

This spiritual energy came out from Baisang's back, like a strange shadow, bonded to Baisang.

"You dare to backfire the monster? Dream! Come out!"

Bai Sang roared and turned his left hand into animal claws and grabbed his back.

After the blood splattered, a head was grabbed from the back.

The person's appearance cannot be seen because he has a pale paper-faced armor, which is Liao Wuchang's head.

At this time, Bai Sang was extremely strange. There was an extra head on his body. His breath was rising and falling, and his condition became restless.

"Don't say it so badly. What is backlash? You should say it is refining." Liao Wuchang's human hair made a strange voice: "Don't you like the fusion of human monks? I've all delivered it to your door. You can't refuse to accept it, gaga, gagaga!"

Liao Wuchang's laughter was even worse than that of Ye Xiao, and his scalp was numb as if he was talking to him.

At this moment, Liao Wuchang felt terrifying than a big monster. The one hidden behind the paper face seemed to be not a living person, but a ghost.

"Refining the great demon? Just the golden elixir... the power of the Nascent Soul!" Bai Sang suddenly roared and said in a panic: "You are not the golden elixir! You are a Nascent Soul cultivator! You are actually hiding so deeply!"

Bai Sang finally sensed the aura of the Nascent Soul that was at the same level as the Great Demon, and it was frightened.

Liao Wuchang smiled strangely and said, "Don't you like to hide your cultivation? We are all the same people. You need to integrate the six elders to control the seven sword magic weapon, and I need to refine a big demon to strengthen my perfect body."

Hearing this, Yun Ji suddenly realized.

It turned out that the Seven Swords Sect had indeed become a chess game.

The great demon Bai Sang sneaked into the sect and swallowed the sect leader and replaced it, plotting on the seven sword magic weapons. Therefore, there were disciples disguised by demon spirits such as Ye Tan Qiu Tianyun and others monitoring the actions of the major elders.

Liao Wuchang disguised himself as the Golden Elder with his Nascent Soul cultivation, plotted against the great demon Bai Sang, and endured it until the last moment before taking action. It can be said that he hid the deepest.

The big demon and the Nascent Soul play together in life and death with one sect.

Even the sect leader Yin Qianhua and Yu Tianchen were stunned by the truth.

They were shocked by the power and meticulous thoughts of the Nascent Soul, as well as the incredible means of refining demons.

In front of people, Liao Wuchang's paper face crawled out with a strange smile, first with his hands and then his upper body, just like Baisang is a body, like a butterfly transformed into a cocoon.

Bai Sang roared in pain, and the remaining tail swayed desperately, and the huge Pili Demon body appeared directly.

The piraccoon is like a wolf or a fox, with white hair all over his body, bloody eyes and hideous fangs exposed, and his mouth roars repeatedly.

Liao Wuchang's half of his body appeared above the head of the monster. He no longer crawled out, but instead pinched out obscure curses with his hands.

The sky suddenly became dark.

Black bats condensed from the surrounding void.

These bats had a blue-eyed blue-eyed face, and they all had a paper-faced mask on their faces. They looked the same as Liao Wuchang, and they were indescribably weird.

Bats were swarming into a huge black ball, completely wrapping the seven-tailed Piji.

The surroundings became quiet.

You can see the pitch-black balls sometimes bulge out and melt quickly, just like something inside is desperately breaking through but is pulled back again and again.

Several sect leaders were frightened.

Yuan Hongyi stared at the ball tightly and said in surprise: "The formation of bats traps all things in the universe... Could it be that this is the divine bat formation? Is that Elder Liao the most mysterious elder of the Demon Fu Alliance, faceless?"

Yu Tianchen said with his eyebrows: "It should be right. I heard that the elder of the Fu Yao Alliance has no face and has a hundred faces. No one has seen his true face."

Wei Daqian said fearfully: "Refining the great demon into his body is a big taboo, and it is difficult for us to understand the thoughts of the powerful Nascent Soul."

Yin Qianhua said in a deep voice: "The actions of the powerful Nascent Soul are beyond our judgment, so we can only wait and see what changes."

Yin Qianhua didn't say a word. If Liao Wuchang was really the elder of the Demon-Fuing Alliance, the human cultivators present would be safe and sound.

The Nascent Soul attack is a great deal.

It was after the great demon Bai Sang was severely injured.

Liao Wuchang chose to take action at such an opportunity and was invincible.

Several sect leaders were relieved, but Yun Ji's face was not good at all.

No matter what Liao Wuchang's purpose was, he was plotting against the great demon for himself and did not think about the Seven Sword Sect at all. He ignored the life and death of the Seven Sword Elder.

If Liao Wuchang had taken action earlier, there would not have been so many disciples of the Seven Sword Sect who were assassinated by the demon spirit and replaced them, and Yu Jingwan would not have ended up dying at this time.

No matter what his identity is, Liao Wuchang is a cold-blooded and ruthless guy in Yun Ji's eyes.

The black ball will be silent soon.

It is so quiet that it makes the back feel cold.

The demon spirits wandering around were all waiting for the big monster to appear in surprise, but what they were waiting for was an ugly and weird laugh.

Bang!

The ball burst and turned into a black bat in the sky.

Liao Wuchang's figure appeared in front of everyone.

It was still a bloated black robe, but it looked more bulging than before, as if something was hidden in the robe.

Bai Sang's figure disappeared.

Behind Liao Wuchang were five big furry tails, and Tang Hongye and others wrapped inside were already lying on the side.

Yuan Hongyi hurriedly bowed and said, "You dare to ask if Senior is the Faceless Elder of the Demon Alliance?"

"Someone has heard of my name. If you forget this name, you probably won't like to deal with me." Liao Wuchang said with a deep smile.

Qu Ningzhu stepped forward and said, "Where is Bai Mang?"

Bai Sang has a mortal grudge with her, and she will only give up if she knows Bai Sang’s true ending.

What Qu Ningzhu asked was also the answer that Yin Qianhua and others wanted to know.

"In my body, you can think it is dead, the big demon... Hahaha! Finally, the big demon has been refined by me! Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!