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Chapter 362: Nether Demon Lord (1st Update)

At the same time, a sentence appeared in Fang Xiaoru's mind, the person who killed the monsters in the maze and obtained 72 Demon Ling Crystals had the qualifications to enter the core palace of the Abyss Secret Realm.

Fang Xiaoru's eyes lit up, and at the same time, he found that the three-headed demon dog on the ground was like a dried corpse, and at the place of his heart, a pale golden Ling Jing was shining.

Puzzled and not disgusted with the corpse of the three-headed demon dog, Fang Xiaoru turned out a diamond-shaped crystal from the body of the three-headed demon dog, could it be that this is the demon Ling Jing?

Fang Xiaoru licked her lips excitedly and started her hunting operation.

On the other hand, the team that entered the abyss labyrinth received such a message when they killed the first monster.

Yao Ri took the lead, and all the monsters he encountered turned into ashes, leaving only pale golden magic crystals. It's also strange to say that the monsters that everyone encounters, the cultivation is equivalent to their own, and Cheng is gradually on the rise.

"We hunted separately and then met at the end of the maze." The god operator said suddenly, directing everyone to scatter and hunt in different directions.

Thunder and Baguio glanced at each other, and without hesitation, they chose different directions and plunged into it, and no one wanted to go home empty-handed if they could come to the abyss.

Although Qing Ying was dissatisfied, looking at the direction of Yao Ri's departure, she originally wanted to chase after her, but because of Mo Lingjing's ****, she finally chose another direction to start her hunt.

Only by acting separately can the number of monsters hunted be maximized. Because every time at the corner of the labyrinth, a monster will appear.

The god operator walked at the end, holding the compass in his left hand, and walked towards the selected direction with a calm expression, but as he walked, he said with a lot of emotion, "Fate, the compass of fate has turned!" No one can escape. But it's good to be able to come down once and see her. ”

Fang Xiaoru was very happy to kill at this time, because she found that every time she encountered the monsters, they were just about the same as her real cultivation. Because Fang Xiaoru didn't have immortal power on his body, he was a monk from the Demon Realm, I don't know if it was the special care of the Abyss Secret Realm or what, anyway, for Fang Xiaoru, his teammate now, it was easy to kill.

In less than three days, Fang Xiaoru was almost about to accumulate 72 Demon Ling Crystals.

As you slash along the way, the closer you get to the core of the abyss, the more fierce the competition becomes. And the number of monsters is significantly less.

There are still 7 Demon Ling Crystals left, but Fang Xiaoru has been wandering for 1 day, and he hasn't seen a single monster. What's going on, it's all killed by others. Fang Xiaoru naturally wouldn't be an idiot to think that he was the only one who entered the labyrinth. It's just that the labyrinth is so big that I haven't touched anyone yet.

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound of fighting in front of him, Fang Xiaoru restrained her breath and found that the two groups of people in front of her were fighting. One is wearing black armor and holding a flame gun and fighting fiercely with the monster in front of him. If Fang Xiaoru hadn't been kidnapped by Ji Chen in the Alchemy Exchange Conference, he would definitely recognize this person as the Netherworld Demon Lord from the Upper Demon Realm. It's just that the Netherworld Demon Lord suppressed his cultivation at this time, and it was only the cultivation of the god transformation stage, and the monster in front of him was also on par with the god transformation stage.

It seems that this abyss labyrinth is still a very fair assessment, Fang Xiaoru watched this person being abused, and the pleasure was indescribable.

The Nether Demon Lord is worthy of being a famous general in the Demon Realm, and the flame spear is impenetrable, looking for the life of the Red Flame Demon Wolf.

After about three hundred rounds, the Nether Demon Lord made a beautiful return rifle that pierced the head of the Red Flame Demon Wolf. The Nether Demon Lord was excited, his fingers clenched tightly, and a golden Demon Ling Crystal was grasped in his hand.

After dealing with the enemy in front of him, the Nether Demon Lord glanced at the place where Fang Xiaoru was hiding, and said lightly, "Come out for me, after watching it for so long, it's hard for you not to do it." The Nether Demon Lord said coldly, and at the same time, the coercion on his body was unreservedly released towards Fang Xiaoru.

Fang Xiaoru secretly scolded unlucky, wasn't there always a gray mist all around? He was far enough away, how could he still find himself? What Fang Xiaoru didn't know was that the person in front of him was a person from the Demon Realm, and his cultivation was originally at the level of an Immortal Monarch who had been suppressed, in fact, the clone of the Lotus Heart Immortal General could be compared?

Fang Xiaoru was sure in her heart, anyway, you are proud, and you are only a cultivator in the Transformation Stage here, only one step higher than herself, isn't the Lotus Heart of the Transformation Stage still staying quietly in her Babel Tower? Afraid of wool?

So he walked out with a grin, his expression calm.

The Nether Demon Lord looked at a female cultivator with a smile in front of him, alone and alone, elegant as a fresh raindrop this summer, and it really didn't match the demon world he was in. This woman's appearance is not necessarily unique, and even the women in her harem are much more beautiful than her. But there seems to be something more about her that can't help but be close.

"Look, what do I see? A monk from the Nether? Well? The eyes of the Netherworld suddenly became dark, and there was an indescribable charm.

Fang Xiaoru only felt that her heart was tight, let me go, and I am a person from the upper realm? Why is it that everything I encounter here is at the level of immortals. Could it be that this is the doppelganger of the immortal again?

"You're an immortal?" Fang Xiaoru's cold voice came, but with an unyielding tone, not afraid at all.

"Haha! Immortals? The most important thing I hate is those sanctimonious immortals! I'm not one of those little white faces! I am a Demon Immortal, a great Nether Demon Lord from the Upper Demon Realm! How about it, little girl, you say, do you automatically dedicate your Mo Ling Crystal, or do I grab it? "The Nether Demon Lord doesn't know why he talks so much today, could it be that he hasn't looked for a woman during this time, and the internal fire is relatively strong?

"Those who grab things, whether they are immortals or demon immortals, let's fight!" Fang Xiaoru's small universe exploded, afraid of birds! Anyway, they are only a cultivator of the god stage, and they are not all the combat power here.

"Haha, little girl!" The Nether Demon Lord's eyes flashed fiercely, and in just a breath, Fang Xiaoru's body involuntarily flew in the direction of the Nether Demon Lord.

At this time, Fang Xiaoru realized that she had kicked a hard stone. I'm really a bit back! Could it be that he has been smooth sailing in the early stage, and God sees himself as too embarrassed, so he deliberately planted a person to hit him?

Not only is his body uncontrollable, but even his magic weapon can't be mobilized, as if the space he is in is enclosed. This, what kind of power is this? This is definitely not something that a monk in the god transformation stage can control, but it is very similar to the power of the rules of space.

"Even here, Benjun suppressed his cultivation, and pinching you to death is like pinching an ant to death. Understand, little girl? The Netherworld Demon Lord just pinched Fang Xiaoru's neck, looking at the fair skin, he was pinched out by himself, and for some reason, there was a burst of pleasure in his heart, and he may have been abstinent for too long, and there was a commotion in the hardness below.

She, her eyes, like a goddess she had seen for a long time, also had such an amiable atmosphere, with such a pair of beautiful and unique eyes. Although the appearance is not similar, the breath is so consistent. The Nether Demon Lord seemed to fall into memory at this moment, tens of thousands of years ago, when he was a child, the goddess wearing phoenix armor.

As if in a nightmare, the Nether Demon Lord looked down at the female cultivator in her hand, her cultivation was as weak as an ant in her eyes, but she exuded a fatal attraction and affinity, so that she couldn't bear to hurt her. Bowed his head, as if tentatively, and gently sniffed the neck of the person in front of him.

Fang Xiaoru experienced the most trembling moment in her life at this time, because she found that her spiritual space could not be mobilized, and the voice of Xiao Ta could not be contacted. In this controlled space, the Nether Demon Lord is the god, the supreme master.

He is like his prey, powerless to resist.

Fang Xiaoru secretly scolded herself, on the road of cultivation, you really can't be careless, and you can't despise any of your enemies. I'm really arrogant.

Suddenly, the originally tyrannical Netherworld Demon Lord in front of him seemed to remember something, remembered something, and then began to sniff himself gently with a tentative look.

The cold nose swept across his neck. Although his body cannot move, his body's reaction is not suppressed. For a long time, since stepping into the cultivation realm, since Zhang Muyang disappeared, he no longer has a life as a husband and wife. It's been suppressed.

I've always been strong and I've always dominated my world. And at this moment, he is like meat on the chopping board, slaughtered by others, without a trace of resistance. At this time, your own reaction is the reaction that a woman should have. Trembling, his cold lips began to imprint on his neck as the Nether Demon Lord probed in, and even began to bite his ears and lips. And that is Fang Xiaoru's death hole. Every time he is happy with Zhang Muyang, Zhang Muyang always likes to bite his ears and lips lightly, and generally put his hands up and down, igniting his ****.

Just when the Netherworld Demon Lord was gently sucking Fang Xiaoru's earlobe, he noticed the slight trembling of the person in his arms, and he couldn't help but ****, and even gasped for breath. I was very satisfied with Fang Xiaoru's reaction, her deep eyes were even darker, and there was an extra flame called ****. "Little girl, you're so sensitive. Tell me, where does your name come from? ”

Suddenly, Fang Xiaoru felt that she could speak. "If you don't say it, you're welcome!" The Nether Lord chuckled, as if he had been caught in the middle of it. At this time, the things of the Demon Ling Crystal Divine Horse seemed to have become unimportant. The Nether Demon Lord was even more interested in this nun at this time. Sensing Fang Xiaoru's silence, the Nether Demon Lord's unceremonious hand began to swim up and down, and his cold hand was already about to penetrate Fang Xiaoru's clothes...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )