Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The exquisite swordsmanship and the blazing flames complemented each other, creating a feast of light and shadow.

The scene of the blood-red sword battling the phoenix resembled a desolate wilderness ravaged by ferocious beasts—horrifying yet magnificent.

Their figures were entangled, their moves were continuous, and it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

During the battle, both of them were searching for the ultimate peak of this realm, the limit of their power.

Finally, a deafening phoenix cry echoed across the battlefield, accompanied by a blinding flash of light as a blood-red sword pierced the phoenix's heart. The phoenix let out a long and mournful wail, becoming a fleeting afterimage in the battle.

Fan Bingyan was in no better shape, covered in blood, her hand gripping the Blood Sword Dao trembling uncontrollably.

The world returned to tranquility, but their eyes, like cold ice, radiated endless killing intent.

"You are strong!"

Hei Liuli covered her chest and told the truth.

These are the words of the heart.

In terms of the same realm, she had never encountered such a powerful opponent.

She almost perished here.

"You're strong too!"

Fan Bingyan leaned on her sword, panting heavily, blood streaming down her forehead, staining her hair a vibrant red.

"You two, are you finally done fighting?"

In the darkness, a strange voice suddenly rang out.

This caused the two men, who had just fought a fierce battle, to change color.

Neither of them noticed that there was a third person present.

Then there's only one possibility: the person who came is also very strong, and has special methods to conceal their presence.

The two exceptionally talented young women simultaneously turned their gazes toward the direction of the sound.

In the darkness, a person slowly walked towards them.

This is an old dwarf, whose hunched back makes him appear even shorter.

His dark skin was covered with twisted scars, like a painting of congealed blood.

Those murky eyes gleamed with a sinister and terrifying light, as if they could see into people's hearts.

His hand swayed, his nails like dull blades, exuding an evil aura.

His face was twisted and contorted, sending chills down one's spine.

A terrifying darkness enveloped his presence.

"Black Mountain Demon!"

Hei Liuli recognized the person at a glance.

This old man was once an elder of the demon race.

However, after the demon race was destroyed, this person disappeared without a trace, and unexpectedly he appeared here.

"I've seen the saint!"

The Black Mountain Demon, leaning on a wooden stick, nodded slightly to Black Glazed Glass in greeting.

"Black Mountain Demon, this is the Holy Maiden of the Human Race, who is only one step away from breaking through to the Formless Realm."

She is now seriously injured; you must kill her quickly.

Afterwards, I will definitely report to my father and request that you be rewarded.

"The Demon Emperor is still alive?"

The Black Mountain Demon seemed to pause for a moment.

Hei Liuli laughed and said, "Of course. My father is a man of great stature. How could those people kill him so easily?"

The Black Mountain Demon seemed to pause for a moment, then turned to look at Fan Bingyan.

"Little girl, you heard what I just said, so you can't blame me for this."

Don't worry, my sword is fast and won't hurt you.

If I kill you, I can obtain your companion spirit treasure.

Some say you have seven flying swords, while others say you have nine.

Today, I'll see exactly how much it is..."

He slowly approached.

The cane in his hand gradually emitted a light, and the withered wood faded away.

It turned out to be a rusty, broken sword.

But the aura above was terrifying.

The Black Mountain Demon King was an elder before the Demonic Cult was destroyed, so his strength was beyond doubt.

Although he has now entered the secret realm, his cultivation level has dropped to the peak of the Radiant Sun Realm.

But his inner strength remains undiminished.

As people get older, they naturally need more ways to preserve their lives.

"Human Saintess, die!"

The broken sword in his hand, gleaming with a sharp light, pierced towards Fan Bingyan's Tianling acupoint.

The powerful true essence caused the surrounding grasslands to inevitably prostrate themselves on the ground.

"Shadowless Sword!"

Fan Bingyan dared not be careless. Despite being physically exhausted, she had no choice but to fight with all her might.

The invisible flying sword collided with the broken sword, unleashing a powerful burst of true energy that shattered the surrounding grass into countless fragments.

In the night sky, a mouthful of blood was spat out.

Fan Bingyan was thrown backwards after sustaining serious injuries.

"Young lady, you are a force to be reckoned with. If you were in your prime, this old man would have turned around and left without daring to provoke you."

But now, hehe..."

With a wave of his hand, the dwarf old man summoned black mist, enveloping the broken sword and creating a myriad of ghostly shadows.

This broken sword actually sealed countless ghosts.

The vengeful ghost howled and pounced on Fan Bingyan, devouring her true essence and spiritual energy.

As expected of a cunning old fox who has lived for a very long time, even at this point, he remains very cautious and will not easily approach.

All of them are ranged attacks.

If things go wrong, he can easily escape at any time.

The Black Mountain Demon is a powerful expert in the Formless Realm; he can be quite difficult to deal with if you're careful.

"Twin swords combined into one!"

Fan Bingyan spat out another mouthful of blood as the Shadowless Sword and the Blood Sword merged into one.

Among the stars, light fell and poured into them.

Seeing this, the Black Mountain Demon naturally dared not approach.

He has always been extremely cautious and careful.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to survive the great war against the demons back then and have been barely clinging to life until now.

Not far away, Hei Liuli, who was meditating, also opened her eyes instantly.

During the battle just now, at one point, this woman combined five swords into one.

That's what severely damaged her, the phoenix.

Now, however, he can only combine his two swords, indicating that he is exhausted and about to die.

"Girl, this should be your strongest fighting power right now. As long as I withstand this move, you will never be fish on my chopping block again..."

The dwarf, hunchbacked Black Mountain Demon smiled smugly, yet remained cautious and did not approach.

He wielded the broken sword, constantly releasing ghosts to fight against Fan Bingyan, gradually depleting her true energy.

boom!

With the two swords combined, the surrounding ghosts were instantly swept away.

And she had already attacked him.

The Black Mountain Demon, however, neither avoided nor retreated.

Normally, he would have turned around and left immediately.

But now, this woman is just at the end of her rope.

boom!