Without even saying a word, he just shook the tip of the sword.

The sword energy flew out.

A bloody hole appeared on the forehead of the last nightmare guard.

His eyes filled with hatred instantly became blank and he fell down helplessly.

The man who looked like an old scholar on her back fell to the ground with a thud, and was lying on his back. At this moment, he was looking at Ningxue Sword with his eyes open, and his face was extremely vicious and ferocious.

The old man was trembling all over, his eyes slowly turned, and he looked at the six originally charming nightmare guards who had turned into corpses, with a look of grief in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and turned around: "Rui! Qian! Shan!"

Every word seems to be filled with hatred as vast as the sky and the ocean.

The Ningxue Sword Divine Mind enveloped the entire audience, ensuring that no one was missing.

Only then did he feel relieved and fell from the sky. Fang Che, who came with him, naturally fell down at the same time.

"Incubus, are we really meeting you this time?"

Ning Xuejian looked at the old man coldly and said calmly: "I didn't expect that you look really kind and kind. I thought that your distracted look was just fabricated by yourself. It's really strange that you are like this.

"

"What if we really meet?"

The old man was obviously a dream demon. He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Do you think you can kill me? Or do you think that by killing my body, you will really kill me?"

Ningxue Jian said calmly: "Since you can't kill me, why don't you escape from this body and escape? Dream Demon, your body is very important to you, right?"

The muscles on the Dream Demon's face spasmed, and it was obvious that the words had hit a painful spot, and he said ferociously: "So what? When it's time to give up, the physical body can't be given up."

Ningxue Jian sneered and said, "Which physical body is this?"

The dream demon sneered and didn't answer.

Ningxue Sword said: "If I'm right, the body you had when you were bitten by Brother Ninth was already dead, right? The current body was replaced after that, right?"

There was a cruel look in the dream demon's eyes, but he still didn't answer.

"So the death of your physical body made your soul comatose for three thousand years?"

Ningxue Jian said sarcastically: "Then this time, this body will die again, and a soul will also die, and all eight of your nightmare guards will die... How many years will you be in coma? Three thousand years? Six thousand years?

Year?"

The dream demon said with a cruel smile: "You don't have to worry about it for thousands of years, I can wait. When I come out again, Rui Qianshan, I will ask you to protect the continent's billions of true souls to pay for your actions today!"

Ning Xuejian smiled faintly, with sharp eyes: "It's a joke, I don't know if I will still be alive by then. I don't care if you are thousands of years from now? Are you using such words to scare me today? Don't you have anything else?"

Is there anything you can talk about? If not, please get on your way."

The dream demon was lying on the ground, with infinite malice in his eyes.

"Rui Qianshan, you can only destroy my body! That's all!"

The Dream Demon whispered bitterly: "I am the soul body of a god. Do you really think you will win? It's still a long time. Next, I hope you live a few more years! Let's play slowly."

Fang Che on one side quietly released the golden horned dragon.

The soul of a god?

If I can swallow your clone's soul, I can't swallow your current soul?

You try it!

Ningxue Jian snorted and said calmly: "Then let's fight again in a few thousand years. It's a pity that in these few thousand years, you won't be able to see my bravery!"

With a wave of Ruxue's long sword, more than a dozen sword rays penetrated into the dream demon's forehead, throat, heart, and dantian...

Puff puff puff...

A physical body, almost as if it was directly struck by the Ningxue Sword.

Even the flesh, blood and bones were clearly separated and cut into pieces.

A more direct sword cut out the heart meridians, and I saw that there were some traces of damage on the heart meridians.

He clicked his tongue and said, "The physical body actually has five spirit poisons."

Fang Che's consciousness was still filled with overwhelming pain, and he said calmly: "Just for communication, he wants to do this."

The two waited quietly.

Yuan Jingjiang and others have already arrived and are cleaning up the battlefield.

This wave of seizures is quite rich. There are many good things on each corpse. Although they cannot be intercepted, they are real achievements.

And Ningxue Sword obviously would not take away this kind of credit.

"Thirty-two corpses, including the Dream Demon, thirty-three. We are identifying each corpse." Yuan Jingjiang stood upright respectfully and reported meticulously.

Ningxue Jian just stared at the corpse of the Dream Demon with all his attention and nodded casually.

The long sword in his hand was full of sword energy. He was obviously waiting for the soul of the dream demon to appear. Ningxue Sword had to try again. So he had to try again even though he knew it was useless!

Yuan Jingjiang did not dare to stay nearby, so he ran out with his butt between his legs and urged everyone to work.

moment……

As expected, a phantom slowly floated up from the corpse of the dream demon.

Zhuoran stood in the void, his eyebrows were clear and his eyes were kind, just like a dream demon.

However, what is different from the previous split soul is that... this phantom is actually faintly golden!

Full of sacred atmosphere.

"Ningxue Sword, we meet again." Even Fang Che could feel the power of Dream Demon's soul.

Standing in front of him, he is almost the same as a real person, and there is not even much illusion.

That 'real feeling' is extremely obvious.

"We meet again, what can we do?"

Ningxue Jian took a deep breath and struck eighty-one swords one after another!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The sword energy, which was as solid as substance, passed through the body of the Dream Demon Soul in criss-cross directions, but not even a single crack was cut out.

The dream demon just stood still, looking at Ningxue Sword, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "I stand still, can you kill me?"

Ningxue Jian said calmly: "Here, that bloody one, isn't it you?"

"If you stand still, you paralyze a ghost. I can't kill you, but who can you kill? With the ghost you are now, if I give you a three-year-old child, can you kill it?"

The dream demon's expression changed.

Because he can't kill him.

"Incubus, what's the point of living like this?"

Ningxue Sword said: "Come on, come on, I'll help you one more time."

A finger touches the space ring.

Suddenly, a bunch of things fell on the dream demon.

"vomit……"

Fang Che, who was feeling uncomfortable, was immediately smoked out ten feet away.

Covering your nose with a twisted face!

I don’t know when Master Sword prepared it, let alone who he heard it from, or whether it was a sudden idea.

There are actually several buckets of shit inside the space ring, as well as black dog blood, black cat blood, and black donkey blood...

Nothing was wasted.

They were all dumped on the dream demon.

The faint golden figure of the Dream Demon was not affected in any way, and he immediately got out of the urine. Obviously, this trick was useless to him.

But the dream demon was disgusted to death.

Because even in the soul state, being poured feces from the mouth - although it has no entity, can't feel or smell it, the nausea... is still the same!

"Ugh... vomit vomit..."

The soul of the dream demon was making a show of vomiting, and made a horrible sound of vomiting: "Rui Qianshan... what the hell are you... are you fucking disgusting!"

The Ningxue Sword was originally disgusting, and he had been disgusting himself for a long time just to collect these things.

But seeing the dream demon's current appearance, he suddenly laughed out loud: "Dream Demon, I made a mistake. I should have poured it into your mouth while your body was still alive. But don't worry, I won't do it again next time.

This is a mistake. I will definitely pour it from your mouth until your belly bulges!"

"Ugh, vomit, vomit..."

The dream demon's soul was constantly vomiting as Ningxue Sword said: "Despicable... vomit... filthy... vomit... vomit... obscene... vomit... I can't stand it anymore..."
To be continued...