But when does the west wind come, and it will not be secretly changed for years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info———— Ma Qi Niang

Ah~" "Bang~" "Coax~" Before dawn in the morning, Yuling Peak was the sound of calls one after another, tossing between the peaks or trees. "Master, you see I can ...... Bang!" It turned out that Ouyang Zhixin was teaching her disciple the sword technique, but who knew that all the buttocks were broken into eight petals and they didn't succeed.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so you should continue to practice!" Ouyang Zhixin looked at an apprentice who had fallen miserably, and felt funny in his heart, she was like this at that time, not much better.

"Grandpa, are you leaving today?" Yesterday, Uncle Dong Li's body had already been cremated, and Ouyang Zhixin sent Xia Ming to the teleportation formation, why did he leave in such a hurry.

"Heart, take care of yourself!" Xia Ming hugged Dong Li's ashes, he wanted to send the ashes back to his hometown with Xia Liren for burial, and he was about to leave after saying a few words.

"Okay!" Ouyang Zhixin said that it was okay, no problem, anyway, there is still a three-day Dao Law Conference to end, and she also has something to solve, people, she just can't be idle.

Today was the last day of the Dao Law Conference, and Ouyang Zhixin was still sitting in the elder's seat watching the fierce fight on the stage, crossing Erlang's legs, without the appearance of a cultivator.

"Xinxin, today is the last day, are you ready for the prize?" Yu Pengzi walked up to her and asked pretending to be concerned, he knew that Ouyang Zhixin would be leaving after today, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad. "Almost!" What can I say, I will know when the time comes, she has more good things, and the magic weapons in the warehouse have accumulated a thick layer of dust.

"Qingdan, send the prize!" Ouyang Xin moved his fingers to let the disciple holding the prize she prepared present, the Dao Law Conference was indeed very exciting, for the cultivator Taoist, the Dao Law Conference was indeed a good opportunity to improve the Dao Law, and it was no wonder how many people wanted to come in.

The three people who won in the end were indeed comparable in strength in her opinion, and in this era of the end of the law where spiritual power was scarce, it was really not easy to cultivate such a high level of mana, and I hope not to stop moving forward.

"Elder Gu Gong gave the second-grade spiritual weapon White Lotus to whisk the dust!" "Elder Mixuzi gave a bottle of second-grade fire Qingdan!" "Elder Ouyang gave the fourth-grade spiritual weapon Su Jinling!" In the surprised expressions of everyone, she had already walked away, no longer paying attention to anything behind her, and she didn't expect to be so shocked when she took out a fourth-grade spiritual weapon, what is it.

Shenlongjia is deep in the mountains, "Stop, if you dare to run away again, I will let you die today." "Ouyang's heart shrank into inches to chase after the black smoke in front of him, he has chased most of the world, that monster is really capable, and he hasn't stopped until now.

"Stop it. Ouyang Zhixin really couldn't stop the extremely fast monster, so he could only summon the Netherworld Ghost Phoenix Sword to stop its escape direction, and he threw it at it with a demon rope in his hand, trying to trap it.

"Little girl, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise you will not be welcome!" The strange female voice sounded in this deserted and populated place, she was just afraid of the dark qi full of evil in front of her, she was not afraid of the yellow-haired girl in front of her who was half a jar of Taoism, struggling with the demon rope on her body, surrounded by red light and black mist.

"Old monster, you won't end well if you go against the sky!" The heart clenched the demon rope, and couldn't let her escape anymore, this monster also escaped from the demon world, but there were some means.

The wind howled and swayed the branches of the trees deep in the mountains, and some of the small branches could not withstand the toss and broke off, and all the trees within a radius of several miles were destroyed.

"Little girl, I don't know what to do, I'm welcome!" Before the black mist banshee showed her true body, she broke free of the demon rope that Ouyang Zhixin had refined herself, and with one hand up, the boulder in the land rose into the air and smashed towards Ouyang Zhixin, under the continuous attack of this chaotic stone, she could only blindly hide.

"Ember, shattered!" In the messy small rubble, Ouyang Zhi stood out of thin air, holding the Netherworld Ghost Phoenix Sword, and bursts of red light were stirred all over her body, then she was not welcome. A sharp blow hit her in the chest, and the disembodied black mist was hit hard, revealing the shape of a young woman with a dark red blood flowing from the bloody hole in her chest.

"Slut, you dare to hurt me. I'm going to make you die a bad death!" The banshee was dressed in ancient costume, her face was gloomy, she covered her chest, and looked at the immature face opposite, she Ma Qiniang was not easy to mess with.

Banshee Ma Qi Niang roared at the sky, the situation has changed dramatically, if you don't have some means, how can you gain a foothold and dominate the demon world. The sky that had been clear suddenly became cloudy, and suddenly it became dark, and the wind swept up the broken leaves, and a cold air rolled up from the earth.

"Ah~~" A black mutilated wing suddenly grew from the banshee's back, mixed with death and resentment, and a cloud of black mist behind her gradually brightened, forming countless ethereal human faces, without a body, roaring wildly in the sky.

"Demon Cultivator?" Ouyang Zhixin was forced to retreat again and again by that resentment, looking at the things she had conjured, why did a monster enter the Demon Dao, she also saw Uncle Dong's innocent face among the countless faces, only resentment and hatred, and had lost its original face, just like a devil from hell.

"With you, exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine, my magic skills will be completed, and then see who can resist me!" Her gradually blackening fingers with long nails, pointing at Ouyang Zhixin, laughed loudly, she finally broke away from the control of the demon king, how could she be willing to become a slave again, she wanted everything in this world to surrender to her.

"Haha, then I'll talk about it when you win!" Ouyang Zhixin reluctantly took out a thick pile of blue rune paper, which was also mixed with two purple and silver rune papers, and after reciting the mantra, he threw it into the sky, and all the rune paper stayed in the air as if it had wings, rotating around Ouyang Zhixin's body, forming a protective cover. Those few purple and silver runes were hard to come by, but it would be a shame to fall here today.

There is still a violent wind between heaven and earth, almost making people unable to open their eyes, Ouyang's heart has always been a defensive state, and suddenly changed to attack, facing the banshee is a sword, but it only hurt the fur, and it almost made her fall.

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong!" The banshee's five claws became blades, a cloud of black mist floated in the palm of her hand, and her gloomy gaze looked at her tightly, which was directly an attack.

The rune paper blocked half of the power for her, Ouyang Zhixin still made a heavy blow, fell to the ground, and raised a puff of dust, she felt that her ribs were about to break, and it hurt terribly, looking at the banshee who looked down on her in mid-air, it was really fatal.

"Ah~~ah~" Countless resentful spirits wrapped her body, tearing, and gnawing at her flesh, Ouyang Xin tried everything on the edge of this pain, she couldn't die.