(Cat Flutter Chinese) Please remember the URL of this site:. The demon heart was next to Yan Qing, but he couldn't get it, how many obstacles there were between these steps, and Yan Qing didn't know at all

Seeing that the Demon Venerable Dragon Zhou and the purple robe were talking and laughing, Lu Zu was silent, Yuan Liang and Yuan Hui were nervous and excited when they saw such a bloody Yan Qing, and the nervous was because they felt that the junior disciple was ruthless enough, and the excitement was because Yan Qing had no choice but to do so

The floating illusion flashed the predicament of Yan Qing's revenant soul at this time

Yan Qing killed the white tiger and didn't have time to rest, he wanted to hold the demon heart, but he was knocked to the ground by a flying coffin, he struggled to get up, suddenly spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and then stared at the coffin that fell to the ground with anger

The black coffin lid in front of everyone was looking forward to slowly moving away, emitting a harsh sound, not to mention anything else, this sound alone was enough to make ordinary people frightened, but Yan Qing was just a revenant soul at this time, his black eyes suddenly turned green, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain

Continue to look at the coffin, first there were a few rat calls, and then a half-cut snake came out, the snake disappeared out of thin air without taking a few steps, Yan Qing looked at it with relish, he just watched slowly, there was no feeling of impatience, just the so-called soldiers came, he blocked the water and drowned

After a long time, the black coffin still didn't move, Yan Qing was anxious, because the good things he thought about didn't happen, he slowly stood up and walked towards the coffin

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Zu and the others were all in their throats, only the expressions of the Demon Venerable and the purple robe were relatively flat, and in the Demon Realm, they only wanted a bloody Yan Qing

Soon, Yan Qing stood on the edge of the coffin, a strong curiosity drove him to look around, but there was nothing in the coffin except a few pieces of tattered silk and a pillow, Yan Qing's expression was gloomy and very disappointed

But that disappointment quickly vanished

Suddenly, a black palm was on Yan Qing's shoulder, he didn't think much about it, it was just a natural elbow blow, he originally thought that he could knock the uninvited guest away, but he didn't expect to touch a hard thing, Yan Qing subconsciously looked back

I saw a humanoid figure with a black face standing straight in front of Yan Qing, Yan Qing did not panic, quickly clenched his fists, and a black tiger dug out his heart, the person did not react, but Yan Qing's own hand was sore

Yan Qing carefully looked at the terrifying guy in front of him, and then kicked him in the head, this time with great force, but the man still didn't react

Yan Qing was anxious, and when he was about to attack again, the man kicked Yan Qing

I saw that Yan Qing was kicked and hit the stone wall behind him, and then fell heavily to the ground again, spitting out a mouthful of blood

The black man was expressionless, and a puff of green smoke flew towards Yan Qingshan's feet, and the floating picture in front of Lu Zu and his party immediately became blurred, and Lu Zu hurriedly asked, "What is this guy Demon Venerable?"

Long Zhou replied very calmly: "Demon corpse"

Soon, the illusion became clear, I saw Yan Qing coughing constantly, paused, and then took out a sword out of thin air, stabbed at the black man, and lifted his foot, only to see Yan Qing fall to the ground and kneel on the ground

"What the fuck are you?" asked Yan Qing angrily glaring at the expressionless black man in front of him

"Aha, since you dare to come, I'll let you have no return"

A burst of sound came, Yan Qing carefully distinguished, the most strange place was that the black man in front of him did not open his mouth, but how did the voice come out

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, have the ability to show your true form," Yan Qing pointed at his sword and roared angrily

"Where did you come from, how dare you talk to me like this, I don't know how thick the sky is," the black man's voice came again

"Fuck you," Yan Qing scolded, and then stabbed with an arrow, the man in black came up, and kicked Yan Qing to the ground with a backward swing leg, in fact, it was not that Yan Qing's kung fu was not in place, but that the speed of the black man was simply too fast

Yan Qing slowly stood up, his eyes always fell on the black man's face, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking about tactics in his heart

"If you go back now, I'll spare you from dying, or you won't want to leave"

Hearing this, Yan Qing sneered: "Heh, I don't burn your dead body" After speaking, a flame palm greeted him, and the black man dodged with a somersault, but his hair was still burned

The cave was filled with the smell of burning, and Yan Qing sneered: "Heh, you bald man can't even protect your own hair, what qualifications do you have to fight against the poor Dao?"

Lu Zu laughed again when he heard this, but Long Zhou was angry

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I saw that the black man suddenly flashed behind Yan Qing's back, and a big black fist slammed into the back of Yan Qing's head

"Ahh

The black man did not give up such a good opportunity, and walked in front of Yan Qing, a big black foot that exuded a rancid smell stepped on Yan Qing's head fiercely, and twisted it

Yuan Liang in front of the illusion was anxious and shouted: "Yan Qing, stand up quickly, hurry up and teach that guy a lesson"

Yan Qing in the cave seemed to hear Yuan Liang's words, so he slapped his hands and kicked up a cloud of dust, and also hit the man in black

Just as the black man was about to stand up, Yan Qing quickly hit him on the head with a whirlwind leg, and the black man fell down very calmly

Yuan Liang in front of the illusion clenched his fists and smiled: "It's worthy of being my junior brother" Lu Zu on the side glanced at him helplessly, and then shook his head

Yan Qing walked briskly, holding a sword and approaching the black man, who wanted to break with him, but he didn't expect the black man's hard finger that suddenly became longer poked towards him

"It's really everything," Yan Qing grumbled, and then slashed at the black finger with a slam of his right hand

"Poof"

After a loud bang, Yan Qing's sword actually broke, which made him very annoyed, so he took out a sword out of thin air again and stabbed it at the black man's mouth, and a burst of flames sprayed towards Yan Qing

Yan Qing's hands disappeared in an instant

The black man opened his mouth and said, "Boy, your stealth skills are not good," and then suddenly kicked to his right side, only to see Yan Qing hit the stone wall hard, which proved that the black man was really not joking

Yan Qing struggled to get up, his eyes were full of anger and shouted: "If I don't get rid of you, I won't be called Yan Qing."

The black man suddenly burst into a frenzied laugh, and his laughter was filled with ignorant ridicule and sympathy

Yan Qing quickly slammed a solo foot into his face, unexpectedly kicking half of his head off

"Damn it, it's a dead body"

The black corpse suddenly grabbed Yan Qing's neck with both hands

Yan Qing glanced at him with disdain, and then chanted a spell, and after releasing a flame palm, the black corpse disappeared, and the cat pounced Chinese