In front of the Xuanguang Mirror, everyone suddenly stood up.
"Demon...Demon cultivator!"
The sect disciple's legs and feet became weak and he stumbled back. His face turned pale and he stared at the place where the demonic energy was rolling in horror.
Everyone in Sanxiu City swallowed dryly and said: "This... is our uncle?... He looks very powerful? We don't seem to be able to defeat him. Are we really going to let him take away ours like this?" noob?"
"If he's strong enough, he won't lose face to Xiaobai. In fact, he can barely be worthy of our Xiaobai."
Not knowing what he heard, the man in the demonic blood mist let out a chuckle.
The demonic energy quickly spread in all directions, revealing the figures inside.
Everyone's heart trembled.
The man's black clothes are as black as ink, and his clothes embroidered with ink lines and fire patterns are flying in the wind. His handsome face is as delicate as a jade carving, and his jade face is like the bright moon. The black ink beats the cold light. There is an ink-colored fire pattern between his eyebrows, which is flamboyant. Sharp.
Everyone was speechless.
"Isn't this Xuan Xi at the city gate..."
"The peak cultivation level of Golden Core?"
"How can this aura be from the peak cultivation level of Jindan?!"
Chen Lingzi and Yugangzi stared at the figure in Xuanguang Mirror, with indescribable shock and disbelief bursting out of their eyes.
—Only those with Mahayana cultivation can see that the person in the mirror is not a human being, but...
"Clone!"
"Which Mahayana monk can actually cultivate a clone?! And he is still at the peak of the Golden Core!"
Tong Su watched him walking slowly, landed in front of her, smiled and took her hand: "I've lost weight."
"It's good to lose weight."
When she spoke, she realized how excited her voice was. It was reflected in his eyes, and she saw the bright smile on her face that she couldn't control.
Under the gaze of everyone, she felt that it was as if his figure could only be seen in the world. Just listening to his voice made her heart feel as if a honey pot had been overturned, it was so sweet and intoxicating.
"I picked him up and rubbed my hands when he was thin."
He chuckled, his sharp eyes now filled with a deep smile, and he lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand gently, "Go, let me see how your strength is now."
Feng Yinyue was trapped by the demonic energy in all directions to escape. Her face was already very gloomy and uncertain. At this time, listening to his intention, it seemed that he wanted her to practice swordsmanship for Bai Tong. Anger immediately appeared in her eyes, and she wanted to kill her. Burned out.
"Clone? I haven't recognized it yet, but you even risked condensing the clone to come to help her..."
Feng Yinyue was covered in blood and stared at Tong Su with hatred. There was a complex emotion on her face that was a mixture of happiness, disgust, jealousy and hatred, and she seemed to be intoxicated by her next killer move. Her face was red and shiny, and she was proud of herself.
"You people, do you still think that Bai Tong is really a pure and good person? Do you dare to ask Bai Tong who taught her the "Evil-killing Sword"? Do you dare to ask Bai Tong, the current master of the demon world? Who is the Red Ming Demon Lord?"
Feng Yinyue's smile became even more ferocious. She pointed at Tong Su and said word by word:
"Bai Tong, do you dare to tell everyone what this man's name is!"
Inside and outside the Xuanguang Mirror, everyone who heard this question raised their heads and opened their mouths.
The meaning of this sentence, the meaning of this sentence...
There was deathly silence in the Wenxian City Palace, and countless pairs of eyes stared at Chen Lingzi in shock.
Chen Lingzi's face suddenly turned gray and he closed his eyes in despair.
Silent default.
Feng Yinyue looked up, only to see that Tong Su still looked calm and calm!
That's not right, why is Bai Tong...
No fear at all