Recommended reading: ? Damn it! This is Apricot Ridge! He's xx! We're back! How can it be? After the Prisoner Demon Venerable saw his surroundings clearly, he suddenly became confused, and screamed nervously, "He's xx!" Run! ”

Tiankui Demon Marquis calmed down a little, turned his head with difficulty, glanced at the mysterious female cultivator responsibly, and asked with a wry smile, "Did you bring us back here?" ”

The mysterious nun felt that the two of them were behaving more strangely at the moment than before, and suddenly became suspicious, and nodded: "Do you think it could be someone else?" ”

Seeing the two talking slowly, the Imprisoned Demon Venerable obviously couldn't accept the attitude of the two, and directly interjected: "He's! Who exactly is the madman! What do you mean by this tension-free conversation? Run away now! Run away, the farther away the better! ”

The mysterious nun pointed at the Prisoner Demon Venerable and said, "What did he say?" Could it be that he has a problem with his head? ”

Tiankui Demon Marquis's miserable face showed an extremely ugly and awkward wry smile, and he crooked his mouth with difficulty: "I think that at this moment, he is more willing to have a problem with his head now!" ”

Tiankui Demon Marquis's tone was very decadent, and the sense of powerlessness in his tone made Gu Changfeng and the mysterious female cultivator suddenly wake up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you mean? You make it clear to me, I'll let you go! The mysterious nun seduced.

Tiankui Demon Marquis was just a gray face, and he didn't say anything, he had already decided in his heart that he would definitely not be able to run away now. Since you can't run away, it's better to pull more people to accompany you to the funeral, at least on the way to death, you won't feel lonely!

"Don't you speak? Do you think I can't do anything about it? The mysterious female cultivator stretched out her hand and grabbed it gently, and a magic light rushed directly into the flesh ball transformed by the Tiankui Demon Marquis, and the Tiankui Demon Marquis began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing the cold eyes of the mysterious female cultivator, the Prisoner Demon Venerable immediately shook the head that was twisted from behind the buttocks, and at the same time scolded: "You xx! We're dead! They're all dead together! Below, below, Lao Tzu buried two Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder! ”

"What! Two Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder! The mysterious female cultivator's face suddenly turned pale, her body trembled unconsciously, and the ball of flesh turned by the Tiankui Demon Marquis suddenly surged with demonic blood.

The voice of the Imprisoned Demon Venerable was so loud that all the people around heard it, and suddenly the faces of all the people present seemed to be frozen in an instant!

"Little girl! What you just said was the Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder! A warm cultivation powerhouse with beige hair and beard suddenly appeared near the mysterious female cultivator, staring at the flesh balls turned by the two Prisoner Demon Venerables and asked.

The mysterious female cultivator ignored him, her face turned blue and she reached out and grabbed it, and the invisible mana suddenly grabbed the neck of the Imprisoned Demon Venerable and said, "Say! Where are you buried? ”

The Prisoner Demon Venerable's face became very ugly, obviously under the control of the mysterious female cultivator, he didn't have the slightest ability to react, and suddenly snot and tears flowed together, mixed together, crying and laughing: "Damn! How could Lao Tzu say that since Lao Tzu can't leave alive, you all stay and be buried with Lao Tzu. ”

The voice of the Prisoner Demon Venerable was not loud, after all, he was seriously injured, his breath was very weak, and he was controlled by the spell of the mysterious female cultivator at the moment, but all the strong people who were shocked by the name of Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder were listening with their ears pricked up, and everyone heard his words clearly.

The warm cultivation powerhouse with beige hair and beard stepped out, his face was almost attached to the Prisoner Demon Venerable, and he stared at the Prisoner Demon Venerable and said, "Are you lying?" You know, if you lie to me, what the consequences will be, you will never choose to tell such a lie. Say! Did he instruct you! You say that...... Just to scare us and then let them have their own loot! ”

Saying that, the old man cast his eyes on the mysterious nun and Gu Changfeng, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he seemed to be able to break people's hearts.

Everyone stared at the Imprisoned Demon Venerable closely, hoping to get the 'good news' from his mouth, there was no good news of the Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder here.

The mysterious nun knew that most people were also paying attention to her at the same time, but she didn't care, she just snorted softly and ignored everyone.

Seeing that the powerhouse of the Cultivation Level asked like this, the Prisoner Demon Venerable immediately laughed while crying: "Yes! They instructed me! They instructed me! ”

Although the Prisoner Demon Venerable replied so, the strong man present was not a powerhouse in ten thousand, and who would be a fool, and in an instant, the faces of everyone present except for the mysterious female family turned pale.

The direct and crazy reaction of the Imprisoned Demon Venerable made many Terran powerhouses see the real answer, if he changed the Tiankui Demon Marquis to answer this question, he would definitely say: "He is not instructed by the mysterious female cultivator, but there is really a Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder here." ”

However, at this time, it was the Imprisoned Demon Venerable who answered the question, his way of thinking was different from others, and at this moment he thought that if he said this, he would make others believe that the Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder did not exist, and then honestly die with them under the Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder.

The Prisoner always thought that all people were the same as himself, but he didn't expect that all along, his way of thinking was abnormal, at least different from what most people think.

The beige-haired gentle powerhouse pressed it on the forehead of the Prisoner Demon Venerable, and said with a look like a ghost: "Say! How long will it take for the Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder to explode? ”

At this time, the Imprisoned Demon Venerable found that his intention had not been achieved, and immediately shook his head and said, "There is no Qiankun Thunderbolt ......!" ”

The beige-haired Wen Cultivation Strong Man suddenly turned into a mana, and the face of the Prisoner Demon Venerable was exposed for a while, and the old man said sharply: "Don't play tricks on me!" Tell you the truth, or I'll cut you to pieces at once! You have to believe that I will do it! ”

Tiankui Demon Hou, who had been following the development of the situation, struggled to recover from his injuries at this time, and suddenly said, "Of course we believe that you will do this!" Huang Yusheng of the Flame Sword Sect is rumored to be a rare ruthless Terran monk in Yuzhou, how can we demons not know your name! ”

Huang Yusheng saw that Tiankui Demon Hou suddenly spoke, and immediately grinned, and slapped his hand, and Tiankui Demon Hou's body gradually began to return to human form.

"Tiankui Demon Marquis, you are a person who understands current affairs, say it quickly! How much time is there left, and the Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder will explode? ”

A smug smile appeared on the face of the Tiankui Demon Marquis, and he said with a grim smile: "You will know right away that time is actually not very fast, but it is not very slow, death is just a time of thought, isn't it?" To be able to die under the Qiankun Thunderbolt Demon Fire Dark God Thunder is logically an honor for you and me, after all, with your and my identities, it is really not qualified to die under such a sharp weapon! ”

"How much longer?" Huang Yusheng seemed to be a little impatient, his hands continued to shine with a flowing light, and the miserable white face of the Tiankui Demon Marquis looked particularly terrifying under this streamer.

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