"I hate, I hate! You are the devil, the devil through and through! Ao does not regret it, the Four Poles Dragon Gate, I don't share the sky with you!" Anger filled his chest, and the demon ripple who was severely injured by the Great Heavenly Demon Breaking Evil Thunder Gang spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his hair and beard were all open, and his eyes were blood-red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thanks for the compliment. Ao Buregret smiled evilly, a huge force rolled up the dala blood feather and rushed to the sky, and left without looking back, the Nine Darkness Xuanxiao Pure Annihilation God Thunder and the Zimu Lian Heart Realm Luo Fu, the Eight Desolations Destruction Wujizi and other mass destruction divine thunder burst out in a row, devouring the thousands of Shura who had just descended in an instant, and there was not even a bone residue left.

Changfeng was thousands of miles away, and the pale-faced Ao Buregret put down the six people, a touch of crimson blood poured out of his face, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the demon disciples who had cultivated demon skills for thousands of years were really difficult to deal with, even the Great Heavenly Demon Destroying Thunder Gang, who was known as the evil demon that could not be destroyed by thunder in the world, would be difficult to hurt this old devil.

"Brothers, I'm sorry for you. I'll go the rest by myself, it's too dangerous for you to go. He smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand at Dala Blood Feather: "Go back, rest for a good life, and go to the desert barren mountains to find uneducated horse thieves and mountain bandits to practice swords, and the day of the death battle...... It's not far off. ”

Dala Blood Feather didn't speak, and left without saying a word. The next place, they are really not qualified to go, Xingzhou has completely become a demon cave, Rao is Ye Zhiqiu felt after his father Luo Qingling soared to the ground, and he didn't even dare to say that he could get out safely after being discovered by the vicious Heavenly Demon.

Heavenly demons and bandits are two concepts of existence.

"Daddy, let's go the next way. Ao Buregret squinted and smiled and retreated, the nine days of clouds and the wind were howling, the wilderness was empty, and he stripped off the royal robe that symbolized status and power, soaked in demon blood, and washed his body clean with water aura, and changed into an ordinary green shirt that was not so amazing.

In the wilderness, someone walked alone, a small vortex of spiritual power looming, absorbing the spiritual energy weakly to repair his scarred internal organs and meridians.

"Damn the Emperor's Divine Curse. Cursing in a low voice, the green shirt faded away.

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Anping, a small border town in Xingzhou, welcomed a strange guest today, riding a wilted bad horse, a young man with a cyan long knife on his back, and a bookish life, but the solemnity and Xiao Kill hidden between the eyebrows destroyed the image of civility and politeness.

This is a young man with a story. The old guard guarding the city glanced at the young man in green shirt with drunken eyes, muttered, grabbed the gourd beside him, poured a sip of wine, and did not let his subordinates go up for interrogation, and let him go directly.

Now no one dares to be presumptuous in Xingzhou, whose Xingzhou is this now? Who are they guarding for whom?

Demon Ripple opened the demon subduing array located in Bazhou to lead the heavenly demons of the Shura Demon Realm to descend, and the first to face the threat was Xingzhou of the Zhou family, and the demon sect fanatics were all over Bazhou, and those Shura did not want to be with these guys with bad stomachs, so they naturally hit Xingzhou with bad intentions.

The Zhou family in Xingzhou is still aware of current affairs, and they open the city gate without waiting for the Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon to come to the door to respectfully welcome the Heavenly Demon into the city, but it is not that they feel sorry for their people and are about to face cold-blooded killing, just because they are afraid that their family will be cut off from blood.

"Boss, bring me a pot of authentic boxwood. "Drove the bad horse aside, this Anping City has a jar of wine, boxwood, well-known in Xingzhou, although it is not a good wine, but it is better than with the endless vast desert of Xingzhou, there is no pride in the sky.

Who doesn't know that the Zhou family generals rode 200,000 to resist the Demon Sect's million-strong cultivation of the bloody pill heart, and they don't know the supreme majesty of the Soul Dao Heaven roared to retreat the Demon Dao of the Heavenly Mountain and the Demon Dao for thousands of miles?

It's a pity that I can't see it anymore.

Only boxwood asks the sky.

Who is right and wrong in this world?

"Listening to the childe's accent, is he a person from Dala Prefecture? Why did the son enter Xingzhou from the south, the south is a vicious and dangerous place, and the son can come here safely, I'm afraid that the green knife behind his back has not contributed less, right?" The boss was burly, not like a business boss, but like a retired businessman.

The young man was not annoyed by the boss's broken mouth, and smiled and put the knife on the side hand and said: "The boss is right, he is indeed a person from Dala Prefecture, and he has been traveling by his grandfather for three or five years, and he has seen horse bandits and bandits, and has encountered officers and soldiers to suppress bandits. The kid was also not afraid of death, so he went to Bazhou to visit the Niu Mang River, and then came to our Anping City. ”

The boss is not a petty person, as soon as he stretched out his hand, knocked down Xiao Er's hand that was about to pour water into the wine jug, personally picked up the boxwood wine and put it on the table of the scholar with a knife, and no matter what he wanted, he put out a bowl.

Looking at the boss with a smile on his face, the scholar shook his head and poured wine, drinking strong liquor in broad daylight, and using such a wine vessel, isn't he afraid that he is not afraid to drink himself and ride a horse to rampant in the city and hurt people? Looking at the Fengchen brother who is far from being a high-headed horse, the scholar laughed and drank the wine in the bowl in one go.

A cloud of hot air ran down his throat like a red-hot piece of iron, hitting his stomach like a wildfire, and the scholar only felt a hot gas rushing into his brain, and his vision suddenly blurred, and the wine was so strong that he was afraid that he would not be able to see the desert yellow sand iron riding millions? One bowl is not enough, those two bowls are always enough.

"What a strong wine. The scholar grinned, not shaking, but just shaking his head slightly and returning to normal.

The boss's eyes lit up, this is not a little ghost who is up and down in the sea of wine, but when it comes to drinking, it is estimated that he is also a child of a family that is difficult to meet in the wine field.

"The desert yellow sand, the banner of a million slashing Yama, this Xingzhou...... It's a pity. "Who can get out of this gradually chaotic world? are all carps after drying up, and they still have to care about the world when they are too busy to take care of themselves, and they are really troubled and worried.

The boss was not angry, and squinted at the blue sky: "Yes, back then, the 200,000 soul released and the million demon sect was blocked thousands of miles outside our Anyang City, and the demon sect was arrogant, and the ghost crying wolf howl could be heard in the city day and night, and the child cried." ”

So what? Wasn't it directly forced back by the roar of Xingzhou Battle Soul Dao Tian for three thousand miles? Releasing the soul and rushing to kill, the Demon Sect left more than 100,000 corpses in disarray. At that time, the soul path was in the heavens, and the soul guard was really like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

I can't see it now.

Whose country is it, who guards it for whom, and who guards whose country for whom?

Who laughs on the rivers and mountains, and does not see the blood of the frontier far away.

Borrow a pot of boxwood, pour the desert without extinguishing the flames of war, and sacrifice the soul of a good man.

"How many generations of Ming Jun have been produced in the Zhou family? If not, then cut off your Zhou family's luck and destroy your soul-releasing spirit. The scholar seemed to be overwhelmed by the wine, and hazy poured a whole pot of liquor and fell asleep on the table.

The boss was not in a hurry, he went to the wine urn and scooped a scoop of wine and sat back beside the scholar, looking out of the city with some distraction.

Who's guarding the country.

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