The demon spirit looked to both sides. As long as Mu Yunxuan and Murong Shaofeng passed by, the demon soldiers would soon disappear without any sign of resurrection.
"Damn it! What did you do?"
The demon roared loudly! But got no response.
Su Zimo smiled. These were her Wings of Rosemary. She didn't expect it to have such an effect. In the end, her Wings of Rosemary were the weapon to deal with the magic soldiers.
"Mu Yunxuan, how did you do that?" The demon spirit instantly moved to Mu Yunxuan's side.
His blood-red eyes were extremely cold, and he wanted to tear Mu Yunxuan into pieces.
But before that, he had to know why they could kill these demon soldiers. No one could kill his demon soldiers.
Mu Yunxuan killed dozens of demon soldiers approaching him and looked at the demon spirits calmly with his eyes.
He was born well, looked good, and was good at everything. He stood out among the demon soldiers and exuded the domineering power of a king.
Even the demon spirit's strong murderous aura was suppressed by his unique domineering aura.
"Why should I tell you?" The cold voice was full of ruthlessness.
The demon spirit looked at the arrogance between Mu Yunxuan's eyebrows and roared angrily: "Mu Yunxuan, I will not lose."
Mu Yunxuan replied expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter who wins or loses. I only want the final result tonight, either you die or I die."
He couldn't let anyone hurt his Mo'er.
His Mo'er can't withstand even a little bit of harm now.
When he thought of his beloved woman, his eyes instantly became gentle and charming, and the emotions emanating from them were like a whirlpool that fascinated people so much that they couldn't get out of it.
Su Zimo was standing in front of him. She could clearly see her existence in his eyes. For the first time, she discovered that she was in his eyes, but he could not see her.
She knew that it was the emotion emanating from the softest place in his heart!
She smiled softly, and the dark night sky suddenly became much brighter.
Once the violent profound energy hit, it had no effect on Su Zimo.
Looking in the direction of Xuan Guang, the fierce Xuan Qi attacked Mu Yunxuan.
Mu Yunxuan stepped away to deal with the demon spirits, while Murong Shaofeng dealt with the demon soldiers faster and faster.
The corner of Su Zimo's mouth raised slightly. Yunxuan could fight the demon spirit. She believed in him. In the past, without the existence of the curse, she believed that he could protect her.
Now for Yun Xuan, nothing can threaten him or stop him.
Seeing that Mu Yunxuan did not dodge, he faced this cultivation that could destroy the world.
What was shocking was that the demon spirit was blown away by the counterattacked Xuan Qi.
When Su Zimo looked at it, there was a joy that was hard to be depressed between her brows!
Yun Xuan's strength is already amazing.
The demon spirit that was knocked back was stunned in disbelief.
Blood-red eyes looked at Mu Yunxuan in disbelief.
His cultivation should be above the peak of Xuanhun level, but he was knocked away by Mu Yunxuan's counterattack.
How can this be
Mu Yunxuan raised the corners of his mouth, smiled coldly, and quickly flew to attack the demon spirit.
When the Nether Sword struck the demon spirit, the strong golden light drew a beautiful arc of golden light in the air. When it reached the top of the demon spirit's head, it formed a vortex that wanted to swallow the opponent.
When the demon spirit saw it, his red eyes flashed with surprise!
He quickly flew to counterattack, but he found that the vortex formed by Mu Yunxuan's cultivation was getting thicker and thicker, with a vague tendency to solidify.