The purple-robed monk with the silver mask had already arrived behind him!
How could this happen
Hasn't this person been blocked by the viewer
A series of random thoughts flashed through the mind of the withered old man.
He saw the painting fairy Mo Qing right in front of him, within reach, but he didn't dare to move!
The withered old man slowly turned his head and looked behind him.
At this glance, he saw a cold silver mask. The eyes under the mask were deep and cold, without any emotion!
The withered old man's heart trembled.
He looked down.
I saw that the master of martial arts was holding a person in his hand, it was the Master of White Bone Temple.
The owner of the White Bone Temple, the peerless demon ranked tenth on the list of true demons, now looks miserable and miserable.
The cloak on his body was stained with blood, one arm was crippled, and his neck was crushed to pieces!
Although the Master of White Bone Temple is not dead yet, his head is hanging down. In the hands of the martial arts master, he has no power to resist, like an old dog that is half dead.
The withered old man's Adam's apple moved, he swallowed his saliva, tried his best to smile, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Excellency, Immortal, I am already in my twilight years, I hope that Immortal will spare my life and let me live here. Live and die in hell."
The skeletal old man didn't realize that his smile, on this wrinkled old face, was simply uglier than crying!
The martial arts master looked at him indifferently and said nothing, but suddenly waved his sleeves and hit the withered old man!
boom!
The old man with withered bones was whipped away by the martial arts master, turned into a black shadow, and hit the dark stone wall next to him, splashing out a cloud of blood mist!
The whole body of the withered old man seemed to be shaped into a painting, clinging tightly to the stone wall and slowly sliding down from it.
When it fell to the ground, it had turned into a puddle of flesh, and it was dead!
In the cave, there were still a few bones watching the demons. Standing on Mo Qing and Yunzhu's side, they were not enveloped by the black fire lotus and escaped.
Before they could recover, the Master of White Bone Temple was suppressed by the martial arts master, and the old man with withered bones was beaten into a pulp with a sleeve!
"ah!"
It was only then that the many bones-watching demon-watchers woke up from the shock, screamed, and fled outside like crazy.
In the eyes of the demons at White Bone Temple, the martial arts master is simply a devil from the depths of hell!
In front of this devil, they are not demons at all.
None of these bones-obsessed demon cultivators stayed to beg for mercy.
What will happen to the withered old man who just begged for mercy
This devil is decisive in killing and will not listen to their explanations or give them any chance!
Therefore, these white-bone demon-watching cultivators all fled towards the outside of the cave.
There are countless hell creatures outside, and they are also dead and lifeless.
But even if they face the creatures from hell, a few people don't want to face this devil!
At this moment, True Immortal Jingyue and True Immortal Yulong, who had been watching the battle on the sidelines, looked at each other, suddenly stood up, and stopped these Bone Demon Observing Cultivators!
Xie Tianhong's heart moved, and he instantly understood the intentions of the two great immortals.
After the purple-robed deity appeared, he was obviously targeting the group of demon cultivators at White Bone Temple.
If they take action this time and help the Purple-robed Immortal to kill these few remaining minions, it will be equivalent to siding with the Purple-robed Immortal!
In fact, this move is nothing. Even if they don't take action, these bone demon cultivators will not be able to escape.
But this way, at least it won't arouse the resentment of the Purple Robed Immortal.
This is also a gesture of goodwill to the Purple Robed Immortal and shows their intentions.
If we can take advantage of this opportunity and join forces with the Purple-robed Immortal, we may be able to find a glimmer of hope in Abi Hell!
After thinking about this, Xie Tianhong became energetic and joined the battle.
The remaining white-bone demon-watching cultivators are only at the level of heavenly immortals and cannot withstand the killing attacks of the two true immortals.
What's more, these people had just been frightened and were out of their minds.
In just a few breaths, Xie Tianhong and the others were all killed!
Seeing this scene, Su Zimo chuckled lightly, his eyes full of ridicule.
The martial arts master carried the White Bone Temple Master and walked to Mo Qing.
"You, what do you do?"
Mo Qing lowered his head slightly, avoiding the gaze of the martial arts master.
She knew that the person in front of her would never hurt her.
She had an indescribable sense of trust in this person.
But for some reason, when she met this person's eyes, she felt inexplicably flustered and her heartbeat was beating fast.
"This man just insulted your reputation and ruined your moral integrity. You should kill him with your own hands."
The martial arts master handed the White Bone Temple Master to Mo Qing.
"you… "
Mo Qing raised his head and hesitated to speak: "I..."
She had many words in her heart, but looking at the martial arts master, these words came to her lips, but she couldn't say a single word.
In fact, the crack in her heart has healed.
Mo Qing was originally in the vast darkness, and when she looked up, she saw countless ugly and ferocious faces. Just when she felt extremely hopeless and gloomy, this man appeared.
It's like a god descending, shining brightly!
This purple-robed man was standing there, and the ugly faces around him seemed to be afraid to come close!
Then, this person released black flames, burning these ugly faces clean, dispelling all the darkness, and walked towards her with light.
At this moment, the crack in Mo Qingdao's heart had healed.
Mo Qing lowered his head, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.
She had never felt like this before, and she couldn't explain clearly. She just felt her cheeks were a little hot, as if she could hear her own heartbeat.
Yunzhu, standing aside, noticed Mo Qing's expression and understood.
Yunzhu was also happy for Mo Qing. He smiled, pushed Mo Qing gently and whispered, "I'm talking to you."
"ah!"
Mo Qing let out a soft cry and suddenly woke up. She didn't dare to raise her head to look into the eyes of the martial artist. She just stared at the half-dead Bone Temple Master and said: "Demon, I will send you back to the west!"
After saying this, Mo Qing stretched out his green jade finger and touched the forehead of the White Bone Temple Master.
This guidance directly shattered the spirit of the White Bone Temple Master.
The main body of White Bone Temple died.
Although Mo Qing was obsessed with painting and had little experience in the world, he was able to cultivate to the level of a true immortal. He also experienced many battles and killed many people.
This move was also neat and clean, without any sloppiness.
After killing the White Bone Temple Master, Mo Qing still didn't raise his head and just whispered: "Thank you."
The sound is so weak that if you don't listen carefully, you may not even hear it.
At this moment, the ice butterfly on Mo Qing's shoulder suddenly flew up, tentatively circling and flying around the martial arts master, wanting to step forward, but not daring to approach.
"Xiaodie, come back quickly!"
Upon noticing this scene, Mo Qing was secretly annoyed and quickly scolded him.
Mo Qing looked apologetic and quickly explained: "Xiaodie is usually quite well-behaved and doesn't bother others. Maybe she was frightened in Abi Hell, so she was a little reckless. Please don't take offense, fellow Taoist." "
The martial arts master shook his head slightly and turned towards Xie Tianhong and the others.