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Chapter 619 The fox girl becomes a demon

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    Yuling City has become a broken ship drifting in the storm.

    And there is still air leakage everywhere, so it is obvious that it is not far from sinking.

    And under the city, it was a bloody mess, full of pieces of meat and corpses, whether they were human or demonic, it was a tragedy.

    But in the sky, there are still comings and goings, precious lights, escaping lights, and all kinds of demon lights, but the latter are mostly the ones, while the former are retreating steadily.

    Song Yu, who was standing on a low wall, had already blessed himself with the magical moon mirror's ability to hide in the moon.

    ??The color of the surroundings is simulated, and the whole person blends into it, as if there is no breath at all.

    And at this moment, as a huge roar exploded, the huge city gate that blocked the progress of the demon clan finally completely collapsed at this moment, under the strong attack of the giant spirit clan.  .

    A large number of demon tribes, as well as the giant spirits who looked like giants, roared and launched a general attack and charge.

    Including Song Yu himself, he also followed the trend and mixed in, but he did not forget to spread his spiritual thoughts and began to search for the breath of Bai Hongwei and Miao Miao.

    The human race was still resisting. On the open ground behind the city gate, a whole team of cultivators were already waiting. Their expressions were slightly panicked, and their nerves were tensed to the extreme. Therefore, when they saw the demon race rushing in, they were not ready yet.  When the order was given, someone took the lead and drew the sword.

    And if there is one, there are two, and if there are two, there are three. Even if a round of sword flashes of treasure light was issued in the end, the strength and rhythm of the attack were completely messed up.

    Despite this, at the forefront of the demon clan¡¯s charge, a round of flesh and blood flew into the sky.

    Including those tall and strong giant spirits, they were cut into pieces, chopped at the waist, and their faces were cut in half. Along with their brains and intestines, they were all splashed in the blood mist, and exploded in groups.  A mass of bloody dahlias.

    The sound of howling is endless, and there is also the anger and roar behind the torn body. The monsters are still charging forward without fear of death.

    Looking at this scene, Song Yu's face was filled with an expression of indifference, and the black line flying beside him was transformed by the ghost flag he released.

    Like a black crack that moved randomly, it began to quickly swallow up the countless souls who wanted to return to the west.

    Even Song Yu could clearly feel the extreme joy and excitement coming from this treasure. It can really be described by the saying that after a long drought, there is rain.

    But there is a prerequisite, that is, the Yinhun Banner at this time has almost no connection with Song Yu himself.

    The reason is that the Magic Moon Mirror cannot cast spells under the hidden moon, which is a small flaw of this rare treasure.

    Because once this happens, his concealment will be exposed.

    Therefore, the various actions of the Yinhun Banner at this time are all based on its own spirituality. To be more precise, it is the function of the Polar Black Python as a weapon spirit.

    So far, Song Yu is quite satisfied.

    And in such a chaotic slaughterhouse, he was not afraid of anyone discovering the Ghost Flag, because he really couldn't take care of it.

    Especially under the chaos of the human monks, from the moment the demon clan comes close, I am afraid no one will have any extra thoughts to think about anything else.

    Life or death, it all depends on the moment, maybe it will be the next moment, maybe it can survive for a while, but as more and more monsters rush into the city, all of this seems to have a result.

    In the sky, the clouds and mists surged extremely fast, and fierce air currents and spiritual pressure burst out from time to time.

    It is not a battlefield for middle and low-level cultivators, but a shocking battle that can only occur between upper-level cultivators.

    Toad has no interest in this, because he is very clear about his position. He will not look at things that should not be seen, and he will never force things that he cannot participate in.

    Like a bystander, huddled in the corner, witnessing many moments of life and death, and then like the God of Death in the human world, recycling their souls.

    It¡¯s a good job, and even Toad is willing to do it.

    But it can¡¯t last long, which is a pity.

    But he was willing to squat in the corner all the time, looking at everything in front of him, and waiting for the imminent result.

    I don¡¯t want to make the slightest change

    "I am the air, I am the fart, let me go, ignore me, because I am the younger brother among short mules!"

    The toad was chanting sutras silently in his heart, and even more so under self-hypnosis, suppressing the desire to search everywhere.

     It wasn't until he sensed and searched for the rather familiar aura that he had to straighten up, put away the round Yin Soul Flag that he had eaten, and quickly moved toward the left palace in Yuling City.

    Having to go, he found an extremely reluctant reason for himself.

    Because he didn¡¯t want to watch Miao Miao¡¯s awakened fox clan flesh fall into the mouths of others.

    Even if she dies, this little girl must die in her own mouth.

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    And what about Bai Hongwei?

    Because we are fellow villagers, it is normal to be a little concerned. After all, don¡¯t we often sing like this in old songs? When fellow villagers see fellow villagers, they burst into tears. Let¡¯s see how the fellow villagers are doing?

    "Wellthat's it. He is just like this, not out of any so-called care and concern."

    While hypnotizing himself in this way, he looked for a hole at the base of the wall, turned around and slid in along the hole.

    At the same time, in a side hall with half of the roof collapsed, there was an evil spirit permeating the air, revealing an overwhelming evil aura.

    A middle-aged sword cultivator is controlling a shining flying sword, flying and piercing directly into the deepest part of the rich demonic aura.

    He formed a sword with one hand, and there was an awe-inspiring aura rolling and steaming around his body.

    This sword must have used all its strength, so the sword light caused the demonic energy to retreat, and the sword advanced again, directly hitting the white-haired demonic face of a half-fox, half-female figure that had just emerged from the black demonic aura.

    His eyes were as red as blood, and there were no human pupils in those animalistic eyes.

    When he bared his teeth, he revealed a mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth.

    Howling, she refused to retreat, and when the sword was about to pierce her forehead, a red light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and a clanging sound was heard.  The young male cultivator immediately changed his expression and took a step back.

    She looked at the fox girl who seemed to have gone crazy with a shocked face, but she did not forget to control the flying sword and strike back with the second sword.

    But he is fast, and the fox girl is faster than him!

    This time, before the flying sword could get closer, the witch took the lead instead of retreating. Her hands with bulging veins, like iron pliers, grabbed the white sword body that exuded awe-inspiring aura.

    The eyes of the middle-aged male cultivator couldn't hide the shock. He who controlled the sword with both hands wanted to use the sword intention in his chest to shine on the sword, and then shatter his hands with the shining light of the sword, but no matter how shiny the sword was,  , the hand holding it was motionless.

    But upon closer inspection, he discovered that the hand with nails as sharp as ghost claws was actually wrapped in a thick blood energy, which completely excluded the middle-aged sword cultivator's sword intent, without any trace of it.  It plays a small role.

    On the other hand, the fox girl still had a fierce grin on her face. She was drooling and let out a low roar. The moment her figure flashed, bursts of screams rang out in the side hall, along with a wave of  The crackling sound of tearing echoed endlessly

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