There is no good or evil in the world, there are only conflicts of interest, as if there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Who said that a hundred years ago, the demon couple slaughtered the Daomen, and the corpses were strewn all over the field and the blood flowed like a river?

It's just a cycle of cause and effect.

Zhuang Xiaoya's eyes were red, in order to hide their identities, she and Yan Ning had paid too much, but now they were broken by Murong Yuxie, just like Shuli said, once Zhang Daofeng knew the identity of Zhuang Xiaoya's witch, he would never let her enter Longhu Mountain, let alone resurrect her parents.

This woman must die!

Zhuang Xiaoya turned into a pitch-black demonic qi, like a dark cloud, but the speed was like a storm, sweeping towards Murong Yuxie.

"It seems that you really want to be the enemy of our Daomen!" Zhang Daofeng snorted coldly, jumped forward, and was about to stop in front of Murong Yuxie, but Zhang Quan's sword ruler had already slashed horizontally towards Zhang Daofeng!

"Master, your opponent is me! The grievances between Zhuang Xiaoya and Murong Yuxie, it's better not to interfere!"

The sword ruler was close at hand, even Zhang Daofeng didn't dare to resist, so he could only dodge to the side and use his strength to remove the force on the sword ruler, but as soon as Zhang Daofeng's fingers touched the sword ruler, a heart-piercing pain was transmitted to Zhang Daofeng's mind, Zhang Daofeng looked down and saw that the tips of the five fingers were covered with tiny pinholes, and the blood flowed like a note!

"What kind of sword is this?" Zhang Daofeng couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Quan smiled: "This is not a sword, it is the ribs of the blood qilin!"

Zhang Daofeng was secretly surprised, Zhang Quan's strength was far beyond his imagination, although it was not as good as the half-immortal realm, and he had not spied into the fairyland, but it was not far from here.

Zhang Quan stopped Zhang Daofeng, Zhuang Xiaoya came to Murong Yuxie's face in an instant, and the demonic qi slowly formed Zhuang Xiaoya's delicate face, but at this time, it was a little hideous: "Murong Yuxie!

Murong Yuxie was so frightened that her soul flew away, she was not the opponent of the Heavenly Demon in the first place, although she had taken it intermittently before, but Dao Xing still did not return to her peak state.

Zhuang Xiaoya slapped it with one palm, and Murong Yuxi hurriedly summoned his natal magic weapon.

This is a lilac skirt, without any embellishments on it, the skirt covers Murong Yuxie's body, through the translucent skirt, you can vaguely see the terrifying look on Murong Yuxie's face.

"Just by relying on it, you want to stop me?"

Zhuang Xiaoya sneered and hit her head on the skirt, but not only did the skirt not show any traces of breakage, but gradually absorbed the demonic qi, exposing Zhuang Xiaoya hidden in the demonic qi!

Murong Yuxie changed his frightened expression and sneered proudly: "Zhuang Xiaoya, this is how your mother dealt with me back then, a hundred years have passed, have you been living in the past as Murong Yuxie?" This skirt is a natal magic weapon that I personally refined, and it is specially used to deal with the Heavenly Demons!"

Zhuang Xiaoya looked at the skirt that moved with the wind, this was the first time she had seen a magic weapon that could deal with her demonic energy.

"Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Zhuang Xiaoya said suddenly.

Murong Yuxi blurted out: "What are you betting on?"

"If I can break your skirt, you will let me slaughter!" Zhuang Xiaoya finished speaking, and the demonic energy in her body exploded again.

This gamble can't help Murong Yuxie, as long as her skirt is broken by Zhuang Xiaoya, then Murong Yuxie will not have any power to fight back.

"Elders of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, are you just looking at it like this?" Murong Yuxi snorted coldly, and poured all the spiritual energy in his body into the skirt, the skirt became not so transparent, and the naked eye could see the slightest streamer circulating on the skirt.

"The witch is out of control, we can't stand by anymore, everyone hurry up and help President Murong! Don't let the witch succeed!"

In addition to Zhang Yuanming and Hang Wanzong, the other elders made their moves, and the colorful Dao methods rushed towards Zhuang Xiaoya's demonic qi densely, Zhuang Xiaoya floated in mid-air, her speed was extremely dexterous, after dodging these Dao methods, she only had Murong Yuxi in her eyes!

"Demon Magic!"

Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly snorted softly, and the demonic qi suddenly increased dozens of times, and a group of black souls differentiated from the demonic qi, and soon formed a Dongying heroic soul wearing battle armor and holding a katana!

These heroic souls, all of them are in the realm of ghost kings, and there are thousands of them, under the control of Zhuang Xiaoya, these ghosts lined up and rushed towards Murong Yuxie's skirt!

"How is it possible! These are thousands of ghost kings!" This time, the fear on Murong Yuxie's face was not faked, she looked at the thousands of troops in front of her in disbelief.

Even if there are ten more Murong Yuxie, it will not be the opponent of the army of thousands of ghost kings in front of him!

The ghost king went forward one after another, and after Zhuang Xiaoya's death, he hit his head on the skirt, and the skirt swayed, and Murong Yuxie's face turned much paler.

The skirt can absorb and offset the attack, but everything has a limit, and the skirt is the same, once Zhuang Xiaoya's attack exceeds this limit, the skirt will be like a high-pressure Coke can, exploding in an instant, blowing up Murong Yuxie inside!

Murong Yuxie turned his gaze to Zhang Daofeng: "Nanfeng, hurry up and save me!"

Zhang Daofeng is fighting with Zhang Quan, Zhang Quan's strength is far beyond Zhang Daofeng's imagination, although he will still not be Zhang Daofeng's opponent, but Zhang Daofeng wants to get rid of Zhang Quan, it is also extremely difficult.

Whenever Zhang Quan's attack fell on Zhang Daofeng's body, his blood would be instantly drained away by the sword ruler, and every time the blood was withdrawn, Zhang Daofeng felt his body weak for a while, and the blood light on the sword ruler became more and more hideous, and Zhang Quan's attack power also increased!

The skirt was already in jeopardy, Zhang Daofeng couldn't watch it anymore, he suddenly stopped dodging, and said in his mouth:

"The wind and rain are thundering, and all things are created. I returned to the Xuantian Era six today, and flew away and the god symbol hit the stars. Gold, wood, Saturn, and water and fire, the magic is clever to shake the heavens. At the beginning of the handover, the end of the handover, the Taiyi Zun holds great power. I will fly to the road ahead, and I will hurry with the order. Dragon Tiger Mountain Xuanyin Creation Hand, Edict!"

A big hand appeared in mid-air out of thin air, there was a burst of flying sand and rocks on the ground, Zhang Quan was in the center of the attack, he looked at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in the sky, Xuanyin Creation Hand, and couldn't help but feel a burst of disdain: "The old-fashioned attack method, don't use it against me again!"

I saw Zhang Quan thrust the sword ruler into the ground, stretched out his right hand, and swiped down from above, blood stained the blade of the sword ruler red, and for a while, with the sword ruler as the center, a huge magic circle appeared on the ground within a radius of ten meters, and a bloodthirsty aura fluttered out from the magic circle...... Love has the most sound, the fastest update speed, please remember our website: love sound! If you forget the URL of this site, you can Baidu it: love sound, present immediately! In order to facilitate the next reading, don't forget to bookmark this site!