God-Slaying Blade

Inside the Spirit Refining Array.

Zhou Hao and Nangong Qianxun were already in a semi-comatose state.

Their spiritual power, soul power, and vital energy were almost completely drained.

Only those with slightly stronger cultivation, such as Mo Qingyu and Cai Luoyi, were able to maintain their consciousness.

At this moment, they were unusually quiet.

When they were first captured and thrown into this great formation, they had already tried to break through it, but how could they possibly break through a great formation set up by four Spirit River Realm experts working together?

They were angry, they were furious!

However, all the futile roars only elicited ridicule from the opponents.

Now, all we can do is wait to die in despair!

Swish!

Suddenly, in a daze, Mo Qingyu seemed to see a dark shadow rushing towards him from afar.

"At this speed... I'm afraid it's just another scumbag from the Spirit Refining Sect trying to get a piece of the pie..."

"I never imagined that my final fate, Mo Qingyu, would be to be boiled into a pot of blood soup... I'm not reconciled!"

Mo Qingyu closed her eyes in pain.

Cai Luoyi, standing to the side, suddenly widened her gaze.

"Senior brother, that person's aura is off, it seems like a demon!" Cai Luoyi excitedly nudged Mo Qingyu with her elbow!

Before Mo Qingyu could even open his eyes, the Sword Demon had already charged up behind a Spirit River Realm cultivator!

"who!"

A sudden gust of wind came from behind, startling the old man so much that his back stiffened. Just as he was about to summon his flying sword, a heavy sword pierced through his spiritual shield defense from behind and stabbed through his heart with a soft thud!

"Old Qian!"

"Damn it! It's a demon!"

"How could demons suddenly appear!"

"Stop talking nonsense and deal with this demon first!"

Swish swish!

The other three Spirit River Realm cultivators roared in anger, immediately withdrawing their hand seals and flying towards the Sword Demon!

The demonic aura emanating from the Sword Demon made it easy to identify him.

but……

When these Spirit River Realm cultivators assessed the Sword Demon's strength, their pupils quickly turned ashen...

puff!

puff!

"No……"

puff!

The last three Spirit River Realm cultivators at the third or fourth level rushed over, only to be taken down one by one by the Sword Demon.

The Sword Demon, a peak ninth-level Spirit River Realm cultivator, practiced the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique, which was far beyond the capabilities of the three weaklings from the third or fourth level of the Spirit River Realm in the Spirit Refining Sect.

Inside the Spirit Refining Array, Mo Qingyu, Cai Luoyi, and the others felt a tremor in their throats.

Fear still lingered in his eyes.

After all, a demon appearing here couldn't possibly be here to save them, could it?

They probably just smelled the human scent and came to carry out the massacre...

The Sword Demon raised his sword and slashed down at the Spirit Refining Array!

boom!

With a single sword strike, the great formation collapsed!

The blood and soul energy that burst out from the great formation was inhaled by the sword demon through his mouth and nose, and instantly turned into billowing dark red smoke that swallowed his belly!

The blood and soul energy drawn out by the Spirit Refining Array has already mixed together and is not yet returning to the bodies of Mo Qingyu and the others.

Rather than letting it scatter and go to waste, it's better to let the Sword Demon benefit from it...

The Devouring Demon Sword Technique cultivated by the Sword Demon can devour all power in the world, so these blood, soul, and spirit energies can naturally be devoured directly!

"Quick, before this demon notices us, let's escape!" Mo Qingyu snapped out of her daze, biting her tongue to clear her head, and forcefully nudged the unconscious Nangong Qianxun: "Qianxun, wake up!"

"Master...Master...Am I already dead?" Nangong Qianxun slowly woke up.

"Qianxun, we're not dead yet! But if we don't escape now, we're still doomed! Get up and run to the back!" Mo Qingyu said, and began to push the others who were unconscious but still alive.

Nangong Qianxun tried to get up, but found that she couldn't muster any strength at all.

Her eyes reddened, and she choked out, "Master, I've suffered too much; there's no way to escape. You must escape quickly! If you manage to get out, you must expose the evil deeds of the Spirit Refining Sect to the world!"

"Master can't abandon you! Even if it means carrying you on his back, Master will carry you and escape together!" Mo Qingyu gritted his teeth and carried Nangong Qianxun on his back.

Looking at the unconscious Zhou Hao, Nangong Qianxun pursed her lips and asked, "What should we do about Zhou Hao?"

Bang!

Mo Qingyu kicked Zhou Hao in the face and shouted, "Kid, wake up and run for your life!"

Zhou Hao's face twitched where he had been kicked, and he groggily opened his eyes: "Who...who the hell hit me in the face...Don't they know you don't hit someone in the face?"

Mo Qingyu was almost brought to tears by Zhou Hao. At a time like this, he still cared about saving face?

The others who woke up one after another began desperately trying to crawl out.

Their storage rings had already been taken by the Spirit Refining Sect when they were captured; otherwise, they could have taken a pill to recover.

Without elixirs or spiritual energy to absorb, these Spirit Stream Realm experts, whose physical bodies were severely depleted, were all reduced to near-death cripples.

Watching from behind, Qin Jue felt nothing but pity for these people...

Just as everyone was scrambling to escape, the Sword Demon had already drained the blood and soul energy of the area. He turned around and fled in a flash.

Mo Qingyu and the others were taken aback.

"Master, then... then the demon left on its own?" Nangong Qianxun asked incredulously.

Mo Qingyu's throat tightened, and he said in a trembling voice, "Perhaps, our aura is too weak right now, making him lose interest in killing."

Zhou Hao, having grasped the situation, asked suspiciously, "Even if our auras are weak, we're still alive! Do you think it's possible that the demon still retains a sliver of humanity, and that it deliberately came to save us?"

Mo Qingyu and Nangong Qianxun were taken aback.

Cai Luoyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "Senior brother, I think Zhou Hao is right! Did you notice just now that the force with which the demon sword cleaved the Spirit Refining Array was clearly precisely controlled? The power of that sword strike was just enough to break the array without harming any of us!"

Mo Qingyu's eyes lit up: "It seems that's really the case! In that case, we don't need to run anymore, let's rest here!"

"It's a pity that the corpses of those four Spirit River Realm cultivators were all taken away. We have no resources to recover our bodies. If we encounter any more danger, it will still be difficult for us to survive and get out alive," Nangong Qianxun said with a bitter smile.

As Nangong Qianxun was speaking, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by!

"what!"

Nangong Qianxun and the others screamed in fright when they saw the Sword Demon return.

The Sword Demon stood in front of Zhou Hao, his blood-red eyes staring coldly at him.

Zhou Hao was so frightened that his legs trembled. He forced a smile onto his pale face and said, "Senior... were we talking too loudly just now and disturbing you?"

"Junior Brother... Junior Brother." The Sword Demon forced out two words.

Zhou Hao was taken aback. Junior brother?

Could it be that I look a lot like this demon's junior brother?

"Yes, senior brother, I'm your junior brother!" Zhou Hao quickly replied.

With this demonic body, confused and mentally unstable, and with fragmented memories, it's normal for him to mistake people for others!

"I remember my junior brother loves sweets, here you go." The Sword Demon raised his hand and scattered a handful of storage rings.

"Remember to go home after you finish eating!"

After finishing his sentence, the Sword Demon flashed away again.

Mo Qingyu and the others were stunned.

They were just complaining about not having enough resources to recover their bodies when the demons delivered their storage rings like candy.

Zhou Hao's eyes reddened, and he choked out, "He must have felt so sorry for his junior brother! Even after becoming a demon, he still cared for him so much. Senior, from now on, you are my senior brother, Zhou Hao!"

"You brat, don't mention your name! What if that demon hears you and remembers that his junior brother isn't named Zhou Hao? He might come back and chop you up!" Mo Qingyu hurriedly reminded Zhou Hao, who was too engrossed in his role.