The sky was silent, and the most from the wind came the whimpering of the demon beast's laughter and crying, which rattled everyone's nerves like a blunt knife.

Lei Jia looked at the crimson dagger in his hand that was not stained with the slightest blood, and his heart was very proud.

"It seems that what the Demon God said is not wrong, only the 'Divine Slayer Blade' soaked in his divine blood can easily kill the Blood Thirteen who escaped from the formation. Other than that, no attack can really harvest his soul. ”

Shaking the corpse hanging on his elbow, Lei Jia could no longer feel the vitality of Blood Thirteen. At this time, this piece of skin and flesh is no different from any meat animal hanging in a slaughterhouse.

In fact, Lei Jia himself didn't understand the purpose of the order that Lord Demon God gave to him in the altar at the beginning.

The Demon God demanded that he must save the bewitching lives of the Blood Thirteen, create a smoke screen for the Terran powerhouses, and use the 'Divine Slayer Blade' to find the right time to bury the Blood Thirteen when they were tired of dealing with the crushing of the Terrans.

"The relationship between the Demon God and the Terran Demon Blood Thirteen has always been a ......mystery."

Lei Jia scratched the back of his head, then looked at the 100,000 male army entrenched in Heavenly Court, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

The subordinates he brought with him didn't know exactly what was going on. They all just did what they were told, and they were afraid that a second ago, they all thought they were here to save the Blood Fiend, right?

"Anyway, my mission is done."

Lei Jia carefully put the "God Butcher Blade" soaked in the blood of the demon god himself into his clothes, and then prepared to leave.

The five ancient powers standing in the distance were completely stunned, because as soon as the demons appeared, the five people who saw Blood Thirteen smiling with relief immediately subconsciously decided that Blood Thirteen and the demons were on the same front.

But they never expected that the first thing Lei Jia did after he appeared was the life of the Blade Blood Demon!

I'm afraid that when Blood Thirteen was dying, he didn't expect it!

Because of the shock, the enchanting aura in his hand also stagnated, and finally gave the enchanting who was restrained by the force a chance to raise his head and recognize the situation in front of him.

Enchanting rubbed her eyes and brushed away the messy hair that was covering her eyes.

After Lei Jia put away the "God Butcher Blade", he immediately tore the shriveled corpse of the Blood Thirteen from his elbow little by little.

Because of the coagulation of blood, coupled with the fact that Blood Thirteen had been imprisoned under the great array of the Dragon Volcano for many years, the muscles and bones under the skin and flesh had already been corroded like rotten wood with thousands of holes.

Some black blood ash fell into the half-dried plasma of the Throne of Dry Bones, and was coagulated by the cooled blood on the white bones.

Black and white mottled and dazzling.

Click...... Click......

Enchanting suddenly heard the footsteps of the most terrifying nightmare in her own dreams, they frantically ate away at all the temperature in their bodies like moths, and they froze their beating hearts like ice and snow.

Master ...... He's dead?!

"No!"

The corners of her bewitching eyes froze, and with extraordinary strength she tore open the barrier that the five ancient powers had protected her, and staggered forward like a helpless girl.

By this time her hair was knotted, her clothes were in tatters, her wounds were mixed with blood, and she couldn't find a good skin, she had never been so embarrassed.

The enchanting even ran away from her shoes, just barefoot, panting for breath, ignoring the gaze of the Six Dao Immortal Venerables examining her, ignoring the thorns of the toad's body full of ill intentions......

Step by step, he ran to the throne of dry bones.

The ill-intentioned gaze also followed the bewitching footsteps at the same time, there was no blood thirteen, and the witch was crushed as if it were a snap.

"No one is allowed to touch her!"

Just when the crowd was about to move and send the Blood Demon Relic, who had no support, to hell along with the fall of the Blood Thirteen, the Nightcrawler standing in the distance suddenly opened his majestic aura and whispered to all the Terran powerhouses present with a majestic voice!

This loud and threatening shout immediately shook everyone who wanted to do something.

They knew five ancient powers, were in awe of them, and were wary.

Seeing that the four people behind the Nightcrawler all had the same solemn expressions as him, the Heavenly Sect Purification Sect knew the determination of the ancient power of the Dao, and they all snorted coldly and stopped there. Even the Six Dao Immortal Venerables understood that their consumption was too great today, and it was not the time to compete with the Night Stalkers.

The Nightkin told the enchantress to pounce a little longer, and let her pounce.

So the enchanting threw herself on the Dry Bone Throne without hindrance.

"Master, Master, Master, Master!"

The nervous texture roared again and again, and the enchanting woman touched the couch with her hands like a blind man, but she couldn't feel the slightest residual warmth of the coagulated blood, and was only pierced by those sharp white bone spurs.

The master is gone, and these speckled blood marks vaguely emanate his unique aura, which is slowly becoming fainter with the passage of time.

The gradually dissipating breath is like cold water that stirs up a bewitching spirit.

"Shizun is dead?!"

Enchanting remembered a long time ago, the old man with silver and red messy hair, crawling on the branches of the tree like a wild beast, looking at her fiercely.

I remembered that just now, the withered old man's hand held his own hand and raised the Soul Eater Gun to shoot out the earth-shattering touch. Rough, hard but warm......

"That was the only time I touched Master's hand."

Countless memories fly by.

Raising his hands tremblingly, he looked at the entire palm that had been stained red with blood, and with a "poof", a mouthful of black blood spat out of his mouth, covering the plasma that had dried up on the throne of dry bones.

The air in the lobes of her lungs was squeezed flat, as if her internal organs did not exist, and only a buzzing echo was left in her head, and she could barely feel the pulse of her own life.

Everyone watched the back of the enchanting witch kneeling in front of the throne of dry bones with her hands stained with brown blood in a daze, and as time passed, the enchanting was as motionless as a statue made of mud.

"Girl, come with me."

The Nightkin let out a long sigh and paced hurriedly.

He knew that the enchantment of the Dao Dao had been violently stimulated today, and perhaps the meridians were even retrograde at this time. Anyone can imagine how difficult it was for her to spend countless efforts to entangle with the four powerhouses and go from an obscure slave seed to today.

How did Heavenly Dao escape the pursuit again and again, stealing the meteorite bones one by one from the most heavily guarded secret realm of the four sects, and how she fought with the power of Nirvana in the dragon blood pool, and finally released the blood thirteen.

Because of the demon race's backlash, Blood Thirteen finally died, ending his hundreds of thousands of years of fear rooted in the hearts of the world, and at the same time destroying the bewitching half-life struggle.

Whether the bewitching is right or wrong, the Nightkin feels sorry for her, and for the rough situation of an excellent junior whom she admires.

He is willing to take her as a disciple, and use time to dilute the various imprints of her frivolity and youth.

The Nightkin wants to take the enchantment away, and all the human powers present are unable to resist and question.

But in the silence, another deep voice rang out.

"If the bewitching lady wants to go with me, it's okay...... Quack quack. ”

Lei Jia patted the bloody scab that had solidified on his sleeve and said with a cruel smile.

In the center of the sky rolling demonic breath, I don't know when the road suddenly opened a large teleportation array leading to the darkness, and through the cover of the mist, you can see a blood-red moon, craggy mountains, and demon shadows walking through the darkness......

That's the world realm of the demon race!

Just one glance, everyone felt a chill to the bone.

Powerful dark power mixed with terrifying demonic breath continued to float out of the black teleportation array, and the dragon's blood pool was originally extremely gloomy, and there was no way for any teleportation array and scroll to be deployed here, so even if they came to kill the blood demon, all the human powerhouses relied on the nearest teleportation array to appear on other seas and lands first, and then quickly came into the sky.

No one could have imagined that the demon clan had created a spatial gate here that could not exist at all!

No wonder Lei Jia came strangely and walked easily! Before the assassination of Blood Thirteen, they were so well prepared.

The Terran powerhouses all thought that Lei Jia was laughing at all the people of the world at this time, and he had always been like a petrified and even indifferent to the nightkin bewitching, and suddenly reacted to Lei Jia's voice.

I looked up suddenly, with dried tears in the corners of my eyes, squinting at the sky!

The 100,000 demon army was reloaded, the armor was shining in the dark, Lei Jia stood next to the teleportation array, his expression seemed to be mocking and solemn, and stretched out his right hand that had slaughtered Blood Thirteen and spread his palm to the bewitching man.

Chaotic winds swept across the sky, seemingly splitting the whole world in two.

Half of it is represented by the Night Stalker and the Six Dao Immortal Venerables, who symbolize the light of the Terran powerhouse, and half is the darkness of ink, and the red moon behind the teleportation array exudes a bewitching light to the enchanting while dripping blood.

"Hah! Ha! ”

The enchantress suddenly laughed maniacally, and the hoarse and poignant laughter didn't seem to come from her throat at all.

Her shoulders trembled violently, and soon her laughter turned into a devil-weeping sob, her hair obscuring her countenance, and the world could not tell whether she was crying or laughing.

But the moment her head was buried deep in her chest, her right hand suddenly jerked, and then slashed into the sky at a frighteningly fast speed!

A black thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, shattering the air, exuding an astonishing momentum and rushing straight at Lei Jia!

"Joke! Kill my master, do you still want to leave? Leave your life to the grave! ”

Enchanting crazy!

She waved the new moon and exploded quickly, and the coercion that burst out of her body exploded in an instant, even stronger than the peak of the five decays that she had once been full of!

The bewitching horror startles the Nightkin!

However, the wise Nightcrawler instantly understood the enchanting mood at this time, she has never been a person who takes care of the overall situation, at this time she can't see her own decline, she can't see that the wisest choice for self-protection is to immediately bow down to her feet, and she can't see how small and insignificant her strength is in the face of the Nirvana Demon Clan Lei Jia.

She had only the simplest thought in her mind.

Whoever hurts my master will immediately return his life!

It's ridiculous that Lei Jia also thinks that even though the bewitching woman hates the death of Blood Thirteen at the hands of the demons in her heart, she knows that she has been hated by the human race, so in order to survive, she can only fall into the demon gate!

Each has his own mind.

Even though the Nightcrawler understands the madness of the bewitching, she can't watch her fight with Lei Jia with only any angry brute force, for the disparity in strength between the two, fighting with Lei Jia, waiting for the enchanting is a certain death!

"Gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, I promise you, after you reach Nirvana, I will definitely let you fight with Lei Jia!"

With a wave of his hand, the Nightkin is ready to forcibly take away the bewitching stun with one palm, and then let it go crazy, maybe the bewitching full body cultivation will be scrapped by her indiscriminate madness!

It's just that when the Nightcrawler stepped forward in an instant, thinking that it would be easy to capture the enchantment, the enchantress accelerated without even deflecting his head!

A flash of fire burned through the Nightkkin's palm, allowing him to cinch a piece of torn clothes.

The Nightcrawler pinched the still burning cloth and stood for a long time, only holding back two words with a blue face:

"Fuck me!"

It's so fast!

The enchanting speed was so fast in an instant that even the Nightkin could not intercept it, which was definitely not the speed that a strong person in the early stage of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man should have!

Lei Jia wanted to laugh, but the black crack that rushed to his face suddenly gave him a feeling of extreme danger!

Dangerous?

It's ridiculous!

Lei Jia felt funny about his momentary worries, since he had already asked the enchanting witch according to the request of the demon god, then she didn't want to enter the demon path, so he didn't need to care about her affairs.

Lei Jia shook his head and stepped into the teleportation array under his feet.

"That's ......"

In the crowd, only the eyes of the Primordial Taizun chased the black sword shadow waved by Shuoyue, his eyes shrank more and more, and he even screamed out in shock!

The aura of the sword light is like the Great Dao of Destruction of the Blood Thirteen, simple and simple, and it is not even possible to find the slightest profound Heavenly Dao and gorgeous skills in it, but that is the most terrifying power in the world, because it does not follow the law, it does not maintain complicated operating regulations.

It was born with only one purpose, and that is......

Destroy!

Rumble!

A second after Lei Jia submerged into the Demon Clan's teleportation array, the black crack that the enchanting slashed out smashed the fading teleportation black mang!

Boom!

Just heard a loud sound that destroyed the withering and decaying, and the gray-faced Lei Jia rolled out of the shattered array directly!

That formation is Lei Jia's most proud work, the illusion weapon and phantom beast of the magic bell that he snatched, but they are all just props, and his proudest hole card this time is the blood-soaked blade of the demon god, as well as this solid teleportation array that can open in the dragon's blood pool!

This array can prevent the pursuit of the profound Nirvana power, and can resist all kinds of collisions of ordinary power. So he couldn't imagine that the thing he was proud of was actually smashed by a little female cultivator!

"You!"

Turn around and roar! At this time, Lei Jia was so angry that he forgot the command of the demon god not to kill the demon god, and his heart was boiling with murderous thoughts, but the moment he turned around, he saw an amazing scene!

I saw the Terran woman who was holding a black scimitar in her hand and approaching her at an incredible speed, and the vast thunder field with a width of thousands of miles slowly opened above her head!

She's going to be doomed!

Anger broke away from the shackles of her mid-five decays, and she was rapidly moving towards the peak of the five decays!

It's just that what she echoes is not an ordinary thunder tribulation, but a corner of the thunder world that breaks through the top of the stratus cloud cover!

Mahayana Thunder Tribulation! Trigger the Thunder Realm to appear! It's not just a glimmer of light, but for the first time, a large number of Terran powerhouses who have only heard of the Mahayana Tribulation in legends have seen the hometown of the thunder of ten thousand thunders with their own eyes!

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The message is too terrifying, the Lun family is threatened by hundreds of people every day, I'm afraid... Shrink the corner of the wall and bite the handkerchief.

Want to write all the next in one day... And it is obviously impossible to redeem the gentle and obedient hair, so I can only try to write a thousand more and make up for it a little.

Aren't you dear ones the most like guessing the plot? Mao Mao claims to never write nonsense chapters, no inexplicable characters, no head and no tail branches... So let's guess what's going to happen next ==+