The sword light was like a rainbow, scooping up the sensual light of blood, illuminating half of the sky.

Xiao Yan's Tianhuo Ancient Ruler also slashed down with a rush of flames, like a fire belt pouring down from the sky.

However, Xiao Yan's foot was only the power of the early seven-star stage, and was immediately slashed by the sword light of the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon.

The Blood Evil Nightmare Demon did not expect that Xiao Yan, who could compete with it before, would be so weak at this time, and was a little surprised. But it was more proud. The battle ambition that had already lost was rekindled, and he didn't think about why it was like this.

In fact, this is just Xiao Yan numbing the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon and distracting the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon's attention. The purpose is to cover up the Storm and launch the sword formation.

How could the sword formation that Fengshen learned from the quasi-saint-level sword technique be as still as waiting for a rabbit? Just as Xiao Yan slashed out the ancient ruler of the sky fire, he gathered all the fighting spirits in his body. Fengshen swung the sword in a diagonal manner, and the dense swords of the sword formation shot towards the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon like a sudden rain of arrows, bringing out a strong wind.

"Damn it!"

The Blood Evil Nightmare Demon had to quickly send back the sword light that was about to pursue Xiao Yan.

The sword light crisscrossed in the sword rain, cutting countless sharp swords in half like hurricanes swept away dead grass.

But what shocked the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon was that the sharp sword cut by its sword light turned into small swords and continued to come towards it, with its power not diminished. What made the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon even more anxious was that its scimitar was condensed into a blood talisman, and the energy of slashing countless swords was finally exhausted. Helplessly, when the increasingly dimmering sword light barely cut off several sharp swords, it finally turned into a few wisps of blood mist, the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon did not dare to retain it, and hurriedly stimulated all the energy, mobilized the blood Evil water in the Blood Evil water, and turned it into countless blood vines and swept into the air and penetrated into the sword rain.

The sharp sword was entangled by the blood vine, and the power of the sword rain suddenly decreased. However, even so, the sharp sword energy stimulated by the sword rain still cut out scars on the blood evil nightmare demon. Blood was constantly oozing, and the bright red blood evil nightmare demon gradually became dim and faded.

At that time, a blood-red shadow passed through the back of the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon!

Blood bone whip!

Yes, it was Qing Mu'er's blood bone whip that quietly launched a blow to the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon!

The blood evil nightmare demon suddenly stiffened, and he looked down at the blood hole pierced in his chest, and his green eyes were rounded. The exposed sharp joint made it so scary, and the small barbble-like joint stuck in the blood hole in its chest made it so desperate.

The Blood Bone Long Whip is irresistible to absorb the essence and blood of the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon, and it is also fast. It can be described as a painful drink. Amid the excited whip of the Blood Bone Long Whip, the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon raised his hand slowly lowered, and the pair of green and faint eyes gradually lost its luster. Finally, the Blood Evil Nightmare Demon's head tilted and lost its breath. The whole body immediately turned into blood mist, leaving only a crystal clear blood crystal stone.

Qing Muer had quick eyes and hands. He swept over and picked up the blood-colored crystal. He felt the powerful energy in the blood-colored crystal that was beyond the size of the seven-star magic core, and he couldn't stop smiling: "Eight-star magic core! Look! Eight-star magic core!"

Everyone's faces were filled with excitement. This was the first time that everyone killed an eight-star monster, and it was also the first time they had harvested the eight-star magic core. How could they not be excited?

Xiaohehe took the magic core handed over by Qing Mu'er, and Xiaohehe took the magic core into the ring. Xiao Yan looked at the blood-bone whip in Qing Mu'er's hand. The blood-bone whip was more transparent than before, as if polished from flawless blood jade, and was vaguely emitting heart-wrenching fluctuations. Xiao Yan was so sad: "Thanks to it this time!"

Everyone nodded. If there was no Blood Bone Whip in this battle, or if the opponent was not the Blood Bone Nightmare Demon of the Blood Bone body, but another eight-star monster, they could not say that they could win. Even if they were lucky, they would probably have to pay a heavy price. However, they were confused about why the Blood Bone Whip had such changes, and they all turned their quest to Qing Mu'er.

"Why are you all looking at me like this?" Qing Mu'er felt a little embarrassed when everyone saw her.

"Because you are its master." Xiao Zhan smiled and then suggested, "If you try to communicate with such a psychic weapon, maybe you can communicate something."

"Really?" Qing Muer was half-believing and half-doubted, trying to sink his mind into the blood-bone whip, and carefully feeling the changes of the blood-bone whip.

After a while, Qing Muer's little red mouth opened into a shocked "O" shape.

There is a chance! Xiao Zhan couldn't help but stretch his neck, and the eyes of others were full of curiosity.

After a while, Qing Muer took a deep breath, calmed her excitement, shook her head at everyone, and said with a little complaint: "Who said that you can communicate?"

"Uh..." Xiao Zhan suddenly felt a little slow and defended, "Maybe... it hasn't been so psychic that it can communicate with its master?"

Seeing Xiao Zhan like this, Qing Mu'er couldn't help laughing and said, "Although it can't communicate with me, I feel a breath of the emperor from it. How can I describe it?" Qing Mu'er tilted her head and thought about it, and tried hard to accurately speak, "It feels very similar to the Fire Phoenix lineage. It seems that I am holding a long whip that is not a blood bone, but a pure blood phoenix bone."

"Really?" Everyone was surprised and a little unbelievable. If this was true, it would be too scary. Looking at the entire history of the Doudi Continent, I am afraid there are not many.

Seeing Qing Muer nodding solemnly, everyone's breathing became a little rapid. The storm suddenly pulled out the broken sword with a "swish", "My sword can be called a magic weapon. Miss Mother, let's try it to see how tough your phoenix bone whip is!"

Qing Muer's beautiful eyes were as hot as a torch, and she also wanted to know how tough her long whip became. The long whip picked up the beautiful whip flowers, and Qing Muer laughed and said, "Okay, try it! But ugly words are ahead. If my whip has any length and shortness, I...I will cry!"

Amid the laughter, the broken sword and the long whip intervened together. Since they were just trying to try the tenacity of the phoenix bone whip, the two of them naturally would not use their fighting spirit. For a moment, the field was filled with blood and green shadows.

In an instant, the two of them had already passed dozens of moves. Fengshang and Qing Mu'er retreated at the same time, and each lowered their heads to check the weapons in their hands.

Intact! Qing Muer confirmed it and looked up at the storm and smiled.

Safe and sound! After the storm confirmed, he looked up at the storm and smiled.

"Congratulations to Mu'er's mother for getting such a good phoenix bone whip!" Long Yi stepped forward and pulled Qing Mu'er affectionately, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was so brilliant.
Chapter completed!