Chapter 1846
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At this moment, Muyan is evenly matched with two Golden Immortals of the Xiuxian Continent.
At this moment, Muyan is even faster than Ling Yusheng, who has the Absolute Domain.
Whoosh –!!
Ouyang Xiangdong feels a tearing pain in his chest and abdomen.
The Seven Absolutes Sword slashes across his abdomen.
Immediately after, the wound burns with raging flames.
The blazing pain makes Ouyang Xiangdong let out a shrill scream.
Muyan stops, the zither music stops, and the burning of Spiritual Power from Lotus Blooming Step also disappears.
She's panting slightly, and her face is a little pale.
With her current cultivation, Lotus Blooming Step consumes too much of her Spiritual Power and vitality.
"Junior sister, are you all right?"
Muyan doesn't answer. Instead, she gently plucks the zither strings, activating the Echo Sound to replenish the Spiritual Power of the seven people.
Her eyes are unblinkingly looking in Ouyang Xiangdong's direction.
The fire in Ouyang Xiangdong's abdomen is burning more and more fiercely. Slowly, the skin in other parts of his body is also burning.
His screams are also getting sharper and sharper. His hands cover his face, as if he wants to peel off his own skin.
Ouyang Qing's complexion changes, and he's about to rush over. "Father!"
Muyan holds the zither horizontally, blocking his way, "Don't come close!"
The people of the Xiaoyao Sect and Ouyang Qing all look at Muyan in surprise, "Junior sister, isn't he finished?"
Looking at Ouyang Xiangdong's appearance, he's already at the end of his rope, on the verge of death.
But why is Junior sister's expression becoming more and more serious?
Chu Moli slowly says: "He's not finished, but he's planning to abandon this body of his."
"Jie Jie Jie … hahaha …"
A creepy, hair-raising laughter came from Ouyang Xiangdong.
But strangely, that voice is clearly not Ouyang Xiangdong's.
This voice is sometimes sharp, sometimes feminine, sometimes vigorous, and sometimes hoarse. It's as if several voices are pieced together.
The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker.
Thick black gas surges out of Ouyang Xiangdong's body.
The originally warm weather of early summer is now making people feel a bone-piercing chill.
The seven people of the Xiaoyao Sect have extremely serious expressions, and they clench their swords.
Almost at the same time, Ouyang Xiangdong slowly climbs up.
No! The one who got up was not Ouyang Xiangdong.
This was because Ouyang Xiangdong's' body ', which was covered in wounds and burn marks, was lying quietly on the ground.
In front of them was a tall man shrouded in a black aura.
The man's face was long and narrow, his nose was like a ditch, and his eyes were reddish-brown.
His expression seemed to be excited and agitated as he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
But the tongue was as thin and long as a snake's.
As for his hands and feet, they were different from ordinary people. They looked like the black demonic claws that he had just seen.
"Father!" Ouyang Qing rushed over to help Ouyang Xiangdong up. When she found that he was only unconscious and still breathing, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he stared coldly at the strange demon. "What kind of demon are you? Why did you possess my father? "
Before Ouyang Qing could finish his words, his face suddenly changed and he quickly tried to retreat.
However, this Demon Dweller's speed was so fast that ordinary people could not even imagine it.
In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Ouyang Qing, and its claw was aimed at his face.
Ouyang Qing quickly raised her sword to block, but there was a loud bang.
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