The sword light soaring into the sky suppressed the passage light that was about to dissipate.

At this moment, all eyes around Yunchaoling fell on Han Muye.

Han Muye slashed down with his sword, causing the sword energy in the sky to strike hard at the demonic shadow that rushed out of the passage.

"boom--"

The sword light shattered, and the demonic shadow was knocked back into the passage.

"Roar--"

The golden light flashed in the passage, and the demonic shadow flashed and roared.

Demon.

Evil outside the world.

This word is unfamiliar but not unfamiliar to the spiritual world.

To say it is unfamiliar, most practitioners in the spiritual world have never heard of it.

It's not unfamiliar because there are records about the ravages of evil spirits in the classics of all major sects.

A single evil spirit can kill countless mortals and cause harm to one party for tens or even hundreds of years.

Demons are cunning, cruel, and have strange methods.

The key is that every evil demon is extremely powerful.

The minimum cultivation level of the evil spirits recorded in the classics is the fifth level of golden elixir or above.

The strongest ones are even in the heavenly realm.

Those great demons eventually disappeared, and no one knew where they came from or where they were going.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a roar came from the passage.

Han Muye snorted coldly, the sword light on his body reappeared, and he slashed down with his sword.

"boom--"

The sword light collided with a demonic shadow, and the sword light shattered again. The demonic shadow did not retreat into the passage, but stood in front of the light pillar.

This demonic figure was covered in bloodstains, its bones were rugged, its eyes were deeply sunken, and there were faint blue flames flowing.

His body was covered with bone spurs, like a battle armor, with a dark halo flashing and stained with blood, making him look extremely ferocious.

"I really miss the taste of blood food..."

The demon put the heart in his hand into his mouth and chewed it, then laughed strangely, the sound sounding like the friction of old dry branches.

Although the voice of the demon's words is weird, it can be understood by people.

"It's an evil spirit from outside the world!"

Luo Xiaoyu, who was standing not far away, let out a low cry, raised his hand and a ray of cold light swayed out.

The cold light turned into an arrow of light, shooting straight at the bloody skeletal body.

"Snapped--"

The ice arrow shattered, and the demon grinned, revealing its sharp fangs.

"Not enough."

After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Han Muye: "That sword of yours still has some flavor."

The dissipated sword intent on Han Muye gathered again, and fighting intent rose in his eyes.

This evil spirit is very strong.

The evil demon glanced around, a smile appearing on his withered face covered with demonic patterns.

"Haha, a world full of blood and food."

“What a great place.”

The demon raised its arms and let out an ear-piercing scream.

This scream seemed to penetrate everyone's eardrums and reach deep into their minds.

Luo Xiaoyu and Li San, who were standing nearby, looked pale and staggered, unable to even stand upright.

The small blue divine soul sword in Han Muye's divine possession vibrates and resolves all damage.

In the distance, all the cultivators under the realm were dizzy.

"It's the roar of the devil!"

"This evil demon belongs to the heavenly demon clan."

Several figures flew towards them in the distance, and sword lights and auras collided with the demon.

These are the few remaining Golden Elixir monks on Yunchao Ridge.

Sun Mu from Jiuxuan Sword Sect is still alive.

"boom--"

All sword light and spiritual light were blocked by a gray iron curtain.

In the demon's palm, a tattered iron umbrella rotated gently, raising a dark halo.

"Magic treasure!"

"Run away quickly. This kind of treasure is comparable to a magic weapon. With this thing, he can at least exert half of his heavenly realm combat power!"

Someone shouted, turned around and ran away.

Someone stood there, looking at the iron umbrella, with a trace of greed in his eyes.

If such a treasure can be obtained, the combat power will definitely increase a lot.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm afraid this demon is not simple. You go first." Sun Mu said in a low voice.

He moved his body and blocked Han Muye behind him.

"Roar--"

The evil demon blocked all the sword light and aura, rolled up the iron umbrella in his hand, raised his hand and transformed into a long sword, and slashed it down hard.

The heart-wrenching screams were mixed together, and the sword flashed past with blood color.

Three golden elixir realm practitioners were cut into two pieces.

"Go quickly, we can't stop this demon!"

"Quickly report to Lingdao Sect and ask Lingdao Sect to issue an order to eliminate demons."

Those golden elixir practitioners who were still a little greedy hurriedly fled in all directions.

I lost my life in the previous battle. If I don't leave now, wouldn't it be in vain?

After killing three golden elixirs with one sword, the sword in the demon's hand became even more bloody.

A stream of blood energy was attracted, and the demon took a long breath and swallowed the blood energy into his belly.

Devouring the energy and blood, a layer of gray skin grew out of the demon's bones.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, raising his hand and waving the long knife in his hand.

Countless roaring sounds were heard, and the demonic sound was raging, causing low-level practitioners within a hundred miles to fall to the ground, their faces pale.

The power of this demonic sound directly penetrates the soul. Those who do not have enough power in the soul cannot resist it at all.

No one expected that the big demon coming out of this passage would be so powerful.

The power of evil spirits is so strong that the practitioners on Yunchao Ridge have become lambs to be slaughtered.

Many practitioners who were far away realized something was wrong, turned around quietly, and fled far away.

Those who were close were suppressed by the power of the evil spirit, and it was difficult to even move.

The demons roared wildly, and behind them, thousands of black-armored demons were about to rush out of the space passage that still had a trace of spiritual light.

These demons are tall in stature, with thorns growing on their backs, red eyes, and black demonic energy lingering around their heads, mouths and noses.

If these evil spirits break out of the passage, all the practitioners on Yunchao Ridge may be swallowed up.

"Li Xixi, I will explode the golden elixir to create a chance. You can wield the sword with all your strength and lead Senior Brother Han out of here."

Sun Mu glanced at the tens of thousands of practitioners on Yunchao Ridge, and whispered: "These evil spirits may not hunt you down for a while."

Li San nodded and raised the sword in his hand slightly.

Use the millions of practitioners in Yunchaoling as bait to protect the elites of the younger generations from each family.

There is blood all over the mountains and plains. These evil spirits should have no interest in chasing those who escape.

Not only did Sun Mu give such instructions, there was also a Jindan monk from the Lingdao Sect standing in front of Luo Xiaoyu.

When a life and death crisis is imminent, the people of these sects know clearly who should be given up and who should be sacrificed.

Sun Mu took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly.
To be continued...