Once the Demon Gate is cultivated into all kinds of ancient demon bodies, the true body of the Demon King. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is a natural power. Yingxian incarnated as the Nine Netherworld King, and with a roar, the gray corpse qi condensed into tiny gray snakes, the snake scales were dense, and the tiny fangs in the snake's mouth flashed with cold light, like a living thing.

This Netherworld Gray Snake is a product of the underworld, and the nine Netherworld corpses are born with the supernatural power to command the creatures of the underworld. If the Yingxian Ning Pill succeeds, it can also summon even more vicious Netherworld creatures, and it will be even more difficult to deal with at that time.

This Netherworld Grey Snake was endless, and under the guidance of the Nine Netherworld Corpses, it ran mercilessly towards the three Luo family disciples.

The Luo family disciple waved the command flag in his hand, and suddenly, the thunder was surging! Before these gray snakes could get close to the thunder, they had already turned into flying ashes! But the demonic energy here was boundless and inexhaustible, and there was another Nine Netherworld Corpse sitting in the town. For Daomen disciples, it is really disadvantageous!

Fortunately, the three Luo family disciples have extremely profound skills, although they can only exert the magic power of the earth evil level, but the five thunder banners they are in charge of can biochemical immeasurable thunder, and they can fight against it, and they will be stuck for a while. That corpse pill absorbed the demonic qi like a rolling dragon, and a Hades Dharma Body vaguely appeared, and suppressed Meng Haoran's golden dragon of luck, the black qi became more and more prosperous, and slowly turned into a Netherworld True Dragon!

Yu Qing was indifferent, a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he understood that there was another person. Although this Nine Netherworld King does not belong to him, it is related to the great plan of the Demon Sect, and he must not be sloppy, although he has won the favor of the real person in charge of the sect, but if something goes wrong in this matter, no one can protect him, and he has been working hard in the Qiantian Dynasty for decades, and finally waited for this day. Even he himself will not allow his success to fail! Kneel down and beg for a hundred black *rock* cabinets

Yuqing is idle and cautious. Before the disciples of the Daomen make a move, they will never do it. He sensed the changes in the qi in the imperial court, sneered, and secretly said, "Finally a flaw has been revealed!" Dao Sect cannot last under the demonic qi, he has long understood this, so he acts like this!

"Daomen junior, today I want you to enter the netherworld and turn into a demon corpse!"

Yuqing sighed leisurely, half of his body, turned into a colorful butterfly, danced, and flew towards a certain place, the wings instigated a strange rhythm of self-meaning, and with the patterns on the butterfly wings, there was an effect of confusing people's hearts.

Ding Feng has the power of Buddha to protect himself, if there is no target, he is not afraid. It's just that Wong Tai Sin is already pale, cold sweat is dripping, and he is almost on the verge of fainting. Ding Feng crossed a trace of Buddha power, and he felt better.

This group of butterflies is endless, and the body is light, and the three Luo family disciples want to use the power of the thunder net to kill this group of colorful butterflies. Who knows, between the fluttering of this group of butterflies, they gently passed through the thunder net without a trace of damage.

In the end, the mysterious disciple who used illusion to cover his face harnessed Gang Qi, pinched the seal with both hands, and Gang Qi held up an inky water.

The disciple just held up the ink-colored water as if he had done his best, his voice was low and hoarse, and he shouted, "Open!"

This inky water immediately turned into a wave of river water, and there was an endless stream of water! The torrent was rushing forward! It was pouring down! This water drop actually contained the water of a lake!

Yu Qingxian's face changed again and again, and he shouted: "One yuan heavy water!"

No matter how light and dexterous his butterflies were, they couldn't dodge this true water that had been refined by mana! The pouring river was surging down, and these colorful butterflies flapped their wings sharply, but they were wet by the real water and could no longer fly.

The disciple shouted again: "Condensation!"

The water of this lake condensed again, turned into a yuan of heavy water, and was supported by the qi, and it crashed straight towards the corpse pill!

Yu Qingxian retracted half of his wet body, his face was distorted by three points, he could no longer maintain his composure, his mouth let out a howl of unknown meaning, threw a strange-shaped head, and once again drew many colorful butterflies fluttering.

The strangely shaped head stopped in the air, swaying, and two ghostly fires in its hollow eyes. Suddenly, it grew tenfold and let out a terrible laugh, which was so oozing that it looked like the head of a demon! It opened its huge mouth, sucked it, and devoured the butterflies one by one! With this help, the demonic fire in the skull suddenly spread all over the body. Under Yuqing's idle signal, the head of this ghost king galloped and bit a yuan of heavy water!

The disciple gritted his teeth and shouted again: "Open!"

But under the coercion of this ghost king's head, the one-yuan heavy water can't be controlled easily! Originally, under the constraints of the Netherworld Dragon Qi, it could only exert the power of the Earth Demon Level, but now it is even more difficult.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Luo family who were in charge of the Five Thunder Banners were entangled with the Netherworld Gray Snake again, and under the scorching light of thunder, it seemed that they could only barely stalemate with it.

But in Ding Feng's opinion, this group of people seems to have some spare strength, but they have some scruples and have not brought it into play, which can't help but make Ding Feng's teeth itch with hatred, and at this time, they have to protect themselves! Once the true legend of the Demon Gate frees up his hand, they will all die! Now, the disciples of the Demon Gate are afraid that the Nine Netherworld Kings have not yet become a pill, and they only dare to use the skull demon weapon to restrain the one-yuan heavy water, but they dare not really fight each other! At this time, it is the last chance!

Ding Feng didn't want to sit still! At this moment, the two sides were fighting each other, and no one could spare their hands! As long as he was a little light, the balance of victory would tip to him, and since he had made a decision in his heart, he said in a low voice: "Huang Daxian, do you still have a flying magic weapon?"

"What? Are you going to go up?"

The corpse pill of the Nine Nether Kings is at the intersection of the true dragon's qi, and when this step is completed, it will be truly a corpse pill. When the time comes, even Meng Haoran may not be able to defeat him. But at this time, the corpse pill has not yet taken shape, it is the weakest moment, and it is also the best time for Ding Feng to make a move.

Ding Feng's eyes flashed: "Take a step back, ten deaths and no life! Further, nine deaths and one life! Hurry, there is no time, the corpse pill of the Nine Nether King is completed, we all have to die!"

"But ......"

"Nothing!

Wong Tai Sin was snorted by Ding Feng, his brain was shocked, and he couldn't tell right from wrong. took out a saucer-shaped magic weapon, took Ding Feng and flew up!

Yu Qingxian had already noticed Ding Feng and Huang Daxian, and he sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die." "At this time, it is indeed the most vulnerable moment for the corpse pill. Even if he came to a congenital-level Dao Sect monk, he would have to scruple about one or two points. But one of those two people is just a spirit fetus, and the other is even more unbearable, decadent for many years, and his mana is sparse and pitiful.

The corpse pill was not far from Ding Feng and the others, bypassing the head of the ghost king, Ding Feng held the sword in his hand, and gathered momentum! But a gray corpse qi was pervasive, turning into a giant claw, grabbing Ding Feng.

Pity Wong Tai Sin for that little mana, the flight of the magic weapon has reached the limit! Fortunately, he has been in the secular business for many years and has a rich net worth, so he got the rune paper from nowhere, and with a volley, it turned into a protective film to cover the two of them! Only then did he resist the attack of corpse qi!