Volume 1: Sunset Death, Rise of Demon Cultivation Chapter 35 The Nine Sons of the Dragon, the Fighting Beast and the Prisoner of the Bull
"What you keep saying wants to protect is comparable to everything in the mountains, seas, and worlds, then she is your weakness!" pointed to You Yan, playing a winning chip, and finally made You Li frown and grasp the pain point.
The demon added another fire, muttered, and crawled in the distance, and the small body with white bones poured out of the enchantment, overwhelmingly approaching the smoke.
You Yan is a jade soft flower, not good at martial arts of the female stream, but also because of the first frightened, fell into the pool, with a breath of free rescue from the coma, this hillside Zheng Zheng white bones, once a snake bite, ten years of fear of the rope, more unintentional recuperation, soul scattered.
"Boom!" An iron sword slammed horizontally into the ground, swaying the smoke and at the same time shaking the white bones within a radius of several meters, and the afterglow rippled, overturning the skeleton undead that were pushed in the back order, and rolling up a piece.
Dangerous and tired, he instinctively turned his head to the wrong side, he has always been resolute and urgent.
The summoned skeleton monsters were densely packed and pushed ashore, and the huge group moving in front of them was loud.
"Don't panic!" a sonorous voice rushed before the enemy was on the verge of the enemy, calling for Youyan, and once again instinctively looked at Youli, fighting the fire.
"This is just some resented minions, no consciousness, let alone martial arts, relying on Mass fear and numbers, draw the long sword, use what you have learned, imagine what you hate in your life, take this trip to find the determination of the child, let the anger drown everything, you are the Shangge clan of Kunlun City... Smoke in the sand..."
A chisel that was just right in the right place, still gushing, acting on her consciousness, when she was contemplative, the atmosphere was filled and she began to fight back.
There is no one in the world who can understand her temperament better than Youli, word by word, so that You Yan has changed people in a short period of time, straight and bent, Mang Han is positive, or wronged for a long time, this stimulation, determined to counterattack.
A fearless got up and stepped forward, pulled out his long sword, and slashed at the minions and monsters, leveling one side, pulling away from the wanderers, vigilantly attacking the smoke, without the skeleton undead in the upper body, and the lower body was still charging.
"Cut off his legs, with fire!" appealed.
You Yan summoned the fire spirit, morphed, swiped on the iron sword, ignited a raging fire, lost hair all over the body, the breeze was clear, the eyebrows and forehead lines appeared lotus eyes, three petals and hundreds of flowers, and a long rainbow was full of qi, without hesitation.
The demon stared at this coherent change, unexpectedly, but he laughed out abnormally, the fish swam boiling, at least the stubborn blood, even if the taste was far away for many years, it was still singing and harmonizing.
You Yan has his own personality in his bones, but he was not fully stimulated at the right time, and the tenacity that overflowed his face was the same.
You Yan cut all the oncoming skeletons and undead in half, raging fire, these unconscious skeletons are moths to the fire, and then look at it, free and immovable, and the balance is fierce.
In the intervening moments, the two of them used razing to control the slaughter, and the wandering once again showed their talents, strategized, and let the smoke dominate the rhythm, and destroyed all the skeletons and undead that poured in one after another, and pulled them to decay and dry.
Resentment was growing on the demon's face, the wolf was fierce and the bee venom, once it changed, it became even more annoyed and ferocious, and in his eyes, the free existence had reached the point of inexorability.
Not only in martial arts, power arts, but also on the road of pursuing immortality in different ways, the unchanged routine of thousands of years, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind.
Even though Youli has never had much time with demons, his real power is destined to be an unbreakable nail in his eyes, and a flaw in his entire perfect plan.
The evaluation is free, to the height of seamless heavenly clothes, but he is hating it in his heart, stubborn, and repeatedly inviting himself to become enchanted, sneering at it.
The statue of the demon road suddenly appeared, a towering fierce god, smashed a punch, and took it in the other morphological palm, the evil qi was entangled, and the demon god pulled out of the ground, and the two sides were evenly matched, not allowing half an inch.
The gods fight, along the banks of the Yellow River, the white blades are connected, this side of the road is one foot high, that side of the magic is one foot high, the river roars and landslides, affecting the crops in the radius, everywhere is desolate.
Fighting until both sides were exhausted, they were willing to rest, and they all knelt down on the edge of the cliff, their heads were not inferior, and they wanted to stop fighting.
"Haha..."The demon laughed loudly, and the smoke in the distance did not withstand the enemy, and he was defeated and defeated, and he was in a dilemma along the way.
How many lives were used as sacrifices, looking for the footprints of the smoke, the white bones everywhere were like numbness, and they were still enthusiastically touching from under the cliffs, constantly reinforcing and racing against time.
Then he saw that he frowned, pushed out the picture scroll of mountains and seas, muttered in his mouth, closed his eyes, and suddenly appeared in the air, smashed down, the mountain swayed, and a big thing appeared, crushing the skeleton and undead on the ground, separating the smoke behind him, and the prison cow appeared.
The skeleton climbed on the back of the prisoner cow, scratching and boiling with his fingers, and the prisoner cow was covered with a black brake, and none of the skeletons and undead who were clinging to it were vaporized, and there was no bones left.
It shook its body uncomfortably, stood still, raised its forelimbs, swayed the mountain, swayed this group of noisy grasshoppers, and consciously stagnated for a few seconds, and then filled up its abdominal cavity, roared loudly, swallowed rivers and mountains, and everywhere it went, all the skeletons along the way were gasified and disappeared.
The one who had not completely climbed out of the pond retracted from the normal state, and the prisoner bull broke through the bamboo, atomizing the pool water in one fell swoop, and urging it together with the abandoned corpse pit in the abyss.
Including those who are already active, or those who are sleeping in the pile waiting to be awakened, exposed, hidden, not one left, sweeping thousands of troops!
It uses strength and identity to interpret what is one of the nine sons of the dragon who is unique, fighting beasts and imprisoning bulls.
The prisoner cow completed the mission of the free confession, wiped the eyes of the awake pupils with his forelimbs, spat two mouthfuls, looked at the free and tilted his head, and always greeted each other with friends, respecting each other like guests, and persevering.
"Prisoner Cow!" the demon's eyes lit up and he saw the treasure.
You Li hurriedly collected the prison cow, and was on strict guard, knowing that the demon had been collecting traces of Long Jiuzi, and as for the purpose, he knew a little.
Greed is far more terrible than danger, and he will never summon the prison ox until he has to, and he will change his resentment and salivate, and he will never forget it after that.
The prison ox exerted its might, ups and downs, twists and turns, and the strength of tens of millions of skeletons and undead was burned to the ground, and the ground was black.
You Yan looked up and found the two figures on the cliff bank, and the demon had another plan, and he was always on guard when he left, like walking on frost.
He showed a strange smile, always treacherous and treacherous, and looked at You Yan.