Before Gu Fenghua's voice fell, hundreds of swords and swords had already fallen on each other, and none of them had been missed.

"Ah..." in the scream, the group of murderous people in black fell to the ground one after another, and even the scream was only half out, and it stopped abruptly.

When Gu Fenghua and others landed again, there were only two or three dead bodies left in front of them. Others were transformed into nothingness by their crisscross swords.

At the same time, the magic talisman that people wear on their bodies twinkles at the same time, and a Venus twinkles faintly.

This is the way to calculate the results of the battle. Every time you kill a demon rebellious one, it will light up a golden star. If you kill a strong one, it will light up two Venus. By analogy, the more rebellious demons you kill, the higher your strength, and the more Venus you see in the talisman.

It is said that this is because the demons have been living in the ancient realm of Xuming for a long time. Because of the distortion of the laws of heaven and earth, the holy Qi in the body is slightly different from that of the practitioners without heaven.

If you kill each other, no matter how high your opponent's cultivation is, Xuming spirit talisman will not have any reaction.

It's reasonable to say that people should immediately check their achievements when they just killed the demons. But now, no one does that. Looking at the corpses in front of them, everyone is at a loss.

"So weak?" A Taoist disciple put away his sword and said with some loss.

His cultivation has just stepped into the realm of sanctification. According to Gu Fenghua, it is cannon fodder to join in the battle of demons. He also has such an awareness. He thought that he would die in the hands of the demons and bury his bones in the ancient world. Who knows that when he started, the demons in the legend were so weak that some people were even weaker than him.

"They're not demons." Feng Qirui said.

"Not the demons?" The Taoist disciple looked at him suspiciously.

"His name is Kang Weiao. He is a disciple of luofengdaofu. Hundreds of years ago, he framed his elder martial brother to poison and kill Fu Jun in order to seize the position of Fu Jun. after the incident, he killed dozens of disciples and fled to Xuming ancient region." Feng Qirui pointed to the tall body on the ground and said.

"His name is Luo Qingyan. He was originally a captain of the heavenly army under the throne of the Heavenly Emperor. He killed hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians because of a few words of quarrel. He was wanted by the heavenly king of Zhenxing. Later, he didn't know what to do. He fled to the ancient world of Xuming." Lin Yujing pointed to another body and said.

It was only then that people reflected that there were not only demons in Xuming ancient region, but also many Taoist disciples who had committed crimes in wushangtian, or subordinates of Xingjun who had violated Tianji.

Because these people are not good people, and they are also in the ancient world of the void and the dark, they are habitually referred to as the demons after a long period of time, and they are also the targets of their fight against demons.

Although these people are not lack of strong, but compared with the real demons, their overall strength is still much worse.

"It's a pity that we should keep some alive." The Taoist disciple said regretfully.

Other people are also the same chagrin, but people are dead, what is said in vain.

"By the way, did you just think of a way?" Gu Fenghua asks Lin Yujing and Feng Qirui.

"This..." two people are still hesitant, but this time, but the eyes are flashing, intentionally or unintentionally swept from Ning yu'er.