Chapter 1987 My Home Is in Hehuan Sect 49

Perhaps because of the heavy blow to Xia Wushuang just now, his movements are a little slow now.

His hands stretched out slowly towards the heart with the seal.

Qingliang and Xiao Jin looked at each other and jumped out one after another.

This demon king must not be allowed to nourish.

If he gradually becomes stronger, he will be very scary in the future. Now it is only the Zixiao Sect that is unlucky, but in the future, all the immortal sects will be unlucky.

The people of the world will be affected.

They are not people who don’t care about the importance of things. Now Xia Wushuang has temporarily restrained him. If they don’t take this opportunity to kill him.

The gain is not worth the loss.

Qingliang flew out, and her foot kicked towards the heart.

The heart with the talisman was unexpectedly hard. She was so strong, but the heart didn’t break at all.

It was still bouncing in the air.

Qingliang's feet kept kicking the heart.

The heart bounced up and down.

Gradually, a layer of black smoke gently enveloped the outside of the heart. It was probably because of the black evil spirit. The talisman on the heart had a tendency to fall off.

Qingliang's heart tightened, and she shot out several seeds in succession.

The seeds fell around the heart and quickly grew into a fence wall.

The heart was suddenly tightly wrapped in the fence.

"Collect!"

She shouted, and the heart wrapped in the vines began to shrink slowly.

Qingliang's fingers pinched a spell.

From between Qingliang's fingers to the heart wrapped in the vines, there was a light green line.

This line was surging with energy towards it.

After a few breaths, Qingliang brought out his agarwood sword and chopped it hard on the vine.

The vine immediately broke apart, and the heart inside it withered, and even the talisman on it was annihilated.

The wooden sword in Qingliang's hand stabbed at the heart again and again.

The withered heart was instantly annihilated into ashes.

"Ah——"

At this time, a cry came from behind her, filled with pain.

Qingliang turned around quickly and saw that the long sword in Xiao Jin's hand had pierced into the center of the demon king's eyebrows.

Perhaps because of the lack of that one, the demon king's power was flowing very strongly at this time.

Xiao Jin's long sword pierced his eyebrows.

Where the tip of the sword touched, bursts of white light suddenly burst out.

Another burst of black demonic energy ran out from the white light.

Xiao Jin took out the sword.

The white hole on the big devil's forehead became bigger and bigger, and the black demonic energy that burst out from it became more and more turbulent.

Xiao Jin stabbed him with several swords in several places.

White lights of different sizes began to appear on the big devil's body, and the black demonic energy that was wheezing flowed out from it.

"Bang——"

With a loud noise, the white light on the big devil's body gradually separated his body.