"The fourteenth Taiyin Jade Pure Bottle on the Divine Soldier Spectrum, although it is seriously damaged, it also has a great effect.

Xingyun, do you know why you are weak?"

Wu Xingyun was dumbfounded, she forgot to say anything, and after a few seconds, she pretended to be eager and glutinous and responded: "The slave family doesn't know, but the slave family is the person of the sect master, can the sect master solve the confusion of the slave family?"

Chi Kui said coldly: "Because from the moment you cultivated the Dream Order, part of your primordial spirit has been planted in this bottle by me.

The owner of this Taiyin bottle is this seat, and you have never left the control of this seat.

Even if you die, it's just the death of **, and the original god still resides in this bottle.

And if the timing is right, this seat can even find your body again and descend to the world, but the process is not easy.

The reason why you are weak is that this seat summons you to return to unity through the Taiyin bottle.

When the spirit returns, the body will naturally wither slowly, and this process is irreversible, so you are really dying.

But don't worry, as this seat promises, as long as you serve this seat well, this seat will find a new body for you. ”

Wu Xingyun suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, but she still shouted, "That... Why don't you get early..."

Chi Kui smiled: "Why don't I take you back as soon as possible?"

Wu Xingyun nodded...

Chi Kui said: "The original god and the body are inseparable, so to seize the dream order, the anode like dream order obtained by this seat will be able to go straight to the tenth layer, but if you are recalled to the Taiyin bottle in the gods, then this seat can only get the first layer."

The most important thing is that the refreshment of divine friendship will be reduced a lot, so this seat has been hesitating, and I am also seeing if you will betray this seat in the end.

If you betray, this seat will not talk to you here, but directly put you into the Taiyin bottle, as a plaything of this seat, and it will never be recovered. ”

Wu Xingyun shuddered, and she only felt cold in her heart.

Can't even die in peace?

Still need to be bound in this little bottle after death?

She was simply unheard of.

And the viciousness in it made her feel even more desperate and uncomfortable.

"The wine of this seat is almost ready, are you ready, open your mind and body to receive the gift of this seat. ”

Chi Kui took the last sip of wine, took a deep breath, and showed a look of intoxication, he slowly took off his robe, twisted his neck, walked slowly, and slowly lifted the red silk tent.

Red candles.

Red Tent.

The body wrapped in black gauze was petite and desolate, like a white plum pile of snow, with a pair of eyes that hid weakness and barely flowed with the waves.

Chikui's eyes were blazing, and he slowly fell down.

Bite!!

A high-pitched metallic thud.

A rapid black shadow sparked in Chikui's abdomen.

Ding Ding Ding!!

Another flurry of sparks.

Wu Xingyun took the mini gun that he had hidden with all his scheming, aimed at Chikui's lower abdomen, and kept pressing the trigger.

Bullets were fired, but only to make a sound of crashing against the iron armor.

The powerful shock even made Wu Xingyun's tiger mouth ooze blood.

Chi Kui laughed fiercely, and snatched the gun with a copy of his left hand, the gun was obviously modified, the grip and the barrel of the gun became extremely simple and short, and it was easy to hide, the Demon Sect Leader smiled indifferently, looking down at the girl on the bed, and then pointed the gun at his chest, and his fingers pressed continuously.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, the bullets shot out and hit his chest, and armor phantoms appeared one after another.

Those bullets are completely useless!

Wu Xingyun was stunned.

She knew how powerful the gun was.

With such a close-range attack, couldn't even break through the sect master's armor?

This...

What a terrible mystical gong this is.

[30000 Jia]...

Is it really invincible?

Chi Kui didn't say anything, just laughed: "Funny, really funny, I didn't expect you to be a woman who would rather endure, design, and then gamble with her life for the sake of freedom, but so what?"

What is the use of absolute strength in the face of absolute strength?

You're still too young. ”

Bang bang bang!!

He kept shooting at himself.

The bullet landed on the side and on the soft bed.

Click...

The bullets ran out.

The Demon Sect Leader casually threw the gun aside, grabbed the neck of the girl in front of him, and vigorously left a red mark on the pale skin, he licked his lips, revealing a hideous and sickly look: "I like you to fight like this, but I originally said that I kept a perfect body for this seat, and I didn't believe it, hahaha!!"

Laughing wildly, a prelude to madness, everything was tied up in the Jedi Array.

Here, no matter how Wu Xingyun is disposed of, no matter how much movement there is, it will not spread outside the Jedi Array!!

It's just that...

Suddenly...

There are some bizarre changes.

Chikui fell silent.

Wu Xingyun also quieted down.

The candle flame never faltered.

There wasn't even a movement.

However, a hand stretched out from Chikui's side.

The hand pressed against the soft couch and leisurely grabbed a bullet.

Then there was no movement again, as if observing the bullet.

Wu Xingyun's pupils widened.

Chikui didn't turn around immediately.

From the pupils in front of him, he saw...

A dark shadow burning quietly.

A hoarse voice rang out: "Can't a bullet get into you?"

Chikui still didn't turn around.

At this time, his breath is circulating, it is the time of self-consistency, if he moves, then there will be a flaw in the flow of his breath, and this flaw may be the time of his defeat.

What's more, [Three Thousand Jia] protects his body, and it is the same whether he turns around or not.

This person is mysterious, close to him, and he has not even noticed it.

It's just that Chi Kui was not too arrogant and immediately lost his fighting spirit.

He knows how many masters there are in this world, and the mystical magic method is unimaginable, just as others can't believe that shooting at close range can't hurt him, it is understandable that such a hidden strong man sneaks in, after all, each has its own focus.

But what is certain is that this person... It must be extraordinary, and the exercises practiced must be mystical.

Chi Kui didn't turn around, and asked a straight question very calmly: "What do you want?"

The hoarse voice responded, "It's nothing, I want to see if the bullet can get into your body." ”

The hand slowly retracted.

Chi Kui also pulled out the afterimage at this time, and suddenly turned around, showing a decisive look on his face.

At the same time as he turned around, he quickly grabbed Wu Xingyun on the bed and threw it forward as a hidden weapon.

The body wrapped in black veil flew in the air.

And Chikui has already made a decisive move.

Use your hand as a knife.

The blade is sharp, and Wu Xingyun is covered.

This knife wants to kill Wu Xingyun, and then pass through this body, and then slash the enemy!!

If the enemy hesitates at all, then he is defeated.

Defeat is death!

Wu Xingyun, who was flying in mid-air, saw someone coming.

Chikui also saw it.

It was a gray-gold flame that burned.

Wearing a Demon Buddha mask.

Jizo !!

Chi Kui's heart was cold at one thought, and the next thought was a complete outburst.

The Demon Buddha took the bullet, like a Buddha holding a flower, and his palm turned over a few times, outlining a strange trajectory in the void, looking at the rushing Wu Xingyun, he gave way slightly.

Wu Xingyun: ...

The moment when I staggered by.

She felt a mysterious thought.

The ultimate talisman of [Xuanyuan Seventy-two Floating World] is silent, determines life and death, and kills the primordial gods, and this formula has been pinned on the bullet.

Take the bullet as the rune paper, and the mind as the pen and ink.

Moment...

The bullet was flicked by Jizo at will, and he didn't look at it again.

He turned sideways, facing the Demon Sect Leader who was rushing at him.

While!

There was only one metal crash.

The bullet struck the [Three Thousand Armor].

The armor phantom appeared in an instant, cracking, but the power of the bullet seemed to be exhausted.

Chikui's clenched heart relaxed.

[Three Thousand Armor] is only half a step away from entering the thirteenth layer, and this defense is terrifying to the extreme.

His right hand had already given birth to a sharp blade phantom...

This knife destroys gold and breaks jade!

This knife was wrapped with a strange red blood qi.

And Chi Kui's eyes began to change, it was the Demon Sect's pupil technique: Blood Demon Pupil!!

Stimulate your own blood, let the enemy's blood and qi chaos, and eliminate the other.

At this moment, Chikui had already erupted, although not the strongest, but the most appropriate force.

The strong compete only on the front line.

In an instant, life and death were divided.

Sou!!

The bullet suddenly turned into a treacherous afterimage, outside the armor, but the phantom had already penetrated the armor.

Facing the slash that swooped down.

The bloody breath that entwined it.

Jizo clenched his fist, and the fist swelled, and the crimson flames burned, covered in golden lava.

Horizontal punch.

Rumble!

The knife shattered.

The fist slammed into Chikui's chest with shattered fragments of sword light.

Bang bang bang!!

The armor phantom appeared again, and the outer armor phantom was completely shattered, which was a "membrane armor" of thirty armors in one.

It's just that a second layer of "membrane armor" quickly emerged inside.

Fist against armor.

This time, the nail was not broken.

But Juli spurted out a mouthful of blood with Chi Kui, and flew out, and the whole person flew back more than ten meters, crashing into the wall of the house before stopping.

When he lay down, he really lay down.

His eyes widened, and he still couldn't seem to believe it.

His body was blown away by the punch.

And his Yuan Shen had already been shot by that small bullet in advance.

The ultimate of the mythical level of the mystic method is already terrifying, and under the second kill of all myths, let alone just a half-step legend?

Wu Xingyun fell heavily to the ground.

She watched as the Demon Sect Leader lay on the ground.

She had no idea what had just happened.

The battle in an instant, too fast, on the bright side, the Demon Buddha just bounced a bullet off his fingers, and then blasted out a punch.

But Chikui's three thousand armors were not broken, so why was he killed in an instant.

No one knows the horror of Chikui better than Wu Xingyun...

Is this dead?

Such a terrible person died before he could pass the second hand?

In fact, this is her own misunderstanding.

Outsiders seem to be just a move, but in this move, there is a game between Chikui and the Demon Buddha, scheming, and various thoughts.

The Sect Master of the Wind Moon Demon Sect was stunned for a moment.

She hurriedly turned around, looking at the approaching gray-gold figure with a complicated expression and great awe.

She naturally knew who this person was, she was in the royal capital before, and now she was in the Demon Sect, and she had heard the legend of this person many times.

"Ground... Jizo-senpai, I know you're going to kill your mouth, but can you listen to me? ”

Xia Ji, who was wearing a demon Buddha mask, looked sideways at the sect master of the Fengyue Demon Sect.

He had already arrived.

And then sat all the way in the shadow of the corner.

It's just that no one can find out.

Everything that followed, he saw and heard.

"You say. ”

A hoarse voice came.

Wu Xingyun said softly: "King Xiaoyao is still in the dungeon, the prince is a good person, he was involved in the Demon Sect completely because of the slave family, and the slave family implores you to save him." ”

The Demon Buddha laughed hoarsely.

Wu Xingyun looked at him nervously.

Moments later...

In front of Wu Xingyun, the demon Buddha ran to Chi Kui's corpse, and first took out the Taiyin jade net bottle in Chi Kui's arms and put it in his arms.

Wu Xingyun: ...

Is this the legendary corpse pickup?

The Demon Buddha immediately drew some strange materials from his sleeve, and then put his palm against Chikui's face, and began to slowly measure and process.

Moments later...

He'd concocted a human skin mask, along with a corresponding wig.

The wig was dried on the fire in the palm of his hand, and the wig was blown out with true qi, and then the human skin mask and wig were thrown aside.

The Demon Buddha turned around and went to the closet again to take a set of Demon Cult robes and put them on his body, and the boots were replaced by Red Thread Boots that were easy for the Demon Cult to move.

Wu Xingyun: ...

Do I know too much?

With his back to Wu Xingyun, the Demon Buddha ripped off the mask, and as soon as the Demon Buddha mask disappeared, the gray-gold robe also disappeared.

Wu Xingyun quietly wanted to see who the person under the mask was.

But the Demon Buddha was too fast, and at the moment when the mask disappeared, he had already put on the human skin mask and wig.

The next moment...

Click...

Skeletal adjustments, somatic changes.

First a general direction, then fine-tuning.

After a while, there was still a demon Buddha there, and it was completely the appearance of Chikui.

Wu Xingyun looked at the figure like a devil.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that this Demon Buddha could possess such skills, wouldn't it be able to become anyone and exist in this world?

A great fear arose in her heart.

With her legs bent, she knelt in front of the Demon Buddha, pitiful, but before she could speak, she heard a sizzling voice.

Wu Xingyun looked up curiously.

I saw that "Chikui" was pouring white powder on Chikui's corpse.

And Chikui's body is disappearing quickly.

Apparently this is a drug such as corpse transformation.

"Chikui" turned around, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Wu Xingyun, cooperate with me to prove that I am the leader of the Demon Sect, and I will release the Easy King." ”

Wu Xingyun was stunned, and then nodded emphatically.

Her longevity is almost exhausted, and if she can save Xia Ji before she dies, she has no regrets.