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The God Slaughtering Knife rumbled as it viciously slashed at the body of the Soul Devouring Tribe elder.

As for the person controlling the Soul Devouring Tribe elder's body, his heart trembled when he saw the God Slaughtering Knife, and he involuntarily blurted out.

"It's you!"

He quickly lowered his head and saw Niu Thirteen, who was healing Xuanyuan Xue, on a tall mountain below.

At the same time, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Boom …"

The God Slaughtering Knife rushed over violently. He did not dare to be careless, because he knew how powerful the God Slaughtering Knife was in the past.

He raised up a huge black hole and rushed towards the God Slaughtering Knife, fiercely colliding with it.

The God Slaughtering Knife was like a destroyer. It did not even need to use combat techniques. It was only an overbearing collision, but he did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

Hun Wu stood ten thousand meters away, staring at the God Slaughtering Knife with great shock in his heart.

"The aura of the Ancestral Prison, this blade is from the Ancestral Prison!"

Soul Five's eyes lit up, they had actually met a weapon from the Ancestral Prison.

"Who is it? Could it be that the Ancestral Prison had already sent people to the Sinful Zone?! Didn't the Heavenly Road already break! "

Hun Wu's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and countless thoughts appeared in his mind.

He took a deep breath, calmed his heart, and stared fixedly at the God Slaughtering Knife.

At the peak of the mountain, seeing that the God Slaughtering Saber had succeeded in blocking the body of the Soul Devouring Tribe's elder, Niu Thirteen felt slightly at ease.

He lowered his head to look at Xuanyuan Xue and then righted her body, allowing her to lean on his shoulder.

He quickly took out a healing pellet and placed it in Xuanyuan Xue's mouth. Then, he circulated his cultivation technique and placed his hand on Xuanyuan Xue's back.

The devilish qi instantly entered her body, melting the medicinal pellets and turning them into medicine to restore Xuanyuan Xue's chaotic body.

"Mm …"

Xuanyuan Xue suddenly opened her eyes and coincidentally met Niu Thirteen's gaze.

"You're awake!"

Niu Thirteen's taut face melted in an instant. He smiled as he looked at Xuanyuan Xue.

Xuanyuan Xue's face, which was behind the mask, instantly turned red. She reflexively wanted to break free from Niu Thirteen's embrace.

However, just as she moved, a terrifying pain came from her body. Moreover, with a pfft sound, she spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Snow, don't move, I'm healing your wounds!"

Niu Thirteen was alarmed and paled. He hurriedly controlled Xuanyuan Xue and did not allow her to move about recklessly.

Xuanyuan Xue carefully looked at her own body. Sure enough, she was not too bad. She shyly nodded to Niu Thirteen, indicating that she wouldn't move recklessly.

With the help of Niu Thirteen, Xuanyuan Xue's body quickly recovered. Very soon, she would be able to sit firmly.

She gently pushed Niu Thirteen away before sitting down by herself to recuperate. Now, she could rely on herself to recover from her injuries.

Niu Thirteen smiled embarrassedly, then he took a deep breath and accidentally smelled a nice fragrance. He couldn't help but take another deep breath.2

Unfortunately, this scene just so happened to be seen by Xuanyuan Xue. Xuanyuan Xue blushed as she gave Ox Thirteen a glare, then she closed her eyes and fully recovered from her injuries.

Niu Thirteen grinned and stood up. He walked to the edge of the mountain peak and looked at the God Slaughtering Saber in the sky, which was currently battling with the body of the Soul Devouring Tribe's elder.

Niu Thirteen had his back facing Xuanyuan Xue as he fought. Xuanyuan Xue quickly opened her eyes and glanced at his back before quickly closing it again.

"Boom …"

In the sky, the God Slaughtering Knife suddenly went berserk, slashing at the body of the Soul Devouring Tribe Elder.

The body of the elder who was sent flying suddenly changed directions and flew towards Niu Thirteen.

Anger boiled within the blade of the God Slaughtering Knife.

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