"It's you!"

Qing Ling had never heard of the name of the Heavenly Demon King of Saddle Fu Fa Mountain, but she knew that Yi Nian Zen Master.

And in terms of generation, he is a disciple of Emperor Brahman, and Emperor Brahma is a figure of the same era as the Burning Heaven Palace and the Fallen Mountains and Seas, and his disciples are at least the ancestors of Mu Qiubai's level.

Although the ancestor and the grandfather are not absolute.

Just like Qingling, she is indeed inferior to Mu Qiubai, and she is very far behind, but as the ancestor of Feng Tian Immortal, she is stronger than many mountain and sea official ancestors.

Feng Tianxian is not as good as passing on the three friends, but he is stronger than other mountain and sea officials.

In the Shanhai official system, although the ancestors are all a level, but they have a master-slave relationship, and the more upper, the stronger the strength, Yinian Zen Master is a branch of the Buddha of Wunan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of the Buddha of Wunan.

But even in the mountains and seas, the Buddha is the top profession, and its ancestor, if the Heavenly Demon King of Saddle Fufa Mountain is really the Yinian Zen Master back then, in Qing Ling's opinion, he may not lose.

Lu Jing Xianji's words were obviously exaggerated, and Qing Ling felt that she said that the Heavenly Demon King was stronger than her, and it was estimated that it was still a matter of seniority.

It's really strong and weak, everyone has reached the realm of the ancestor, who dares to say that they must be better than the other party?

In terms of victory and defeat, Qing Ling admits that he is not the opponent of Lu Jing Xianji, but if he talks about life and death, Qing Ling is ninety percent sure that he will die with Lu Jing Xianji!

"Do you know me, little girl?"

"The traitor of the Buddha of Wunan, the Zen master of Yinian who was expelled from the Pure Land," Qingling: "I didn't expect you to be still alive, and you have become a fierce beast!"

"The beast is just a skin. ”

Heavenly Demon King: "Only one thought, I am still me." ”

"Qingling, don't talk nonsense with her," Shi Qingmeng: "Come on." ”

"Good. ”

Qing Ling also knew that now was not the time to talk nonsense, but ten minutes itself was not a long time, if the Heavenly Demon King didn't make a move, it would not be difficult for Qing Ling and Shi Qing to dream of dragging Lu Jing Immortal.

Maybe Qing Ling really couldn't beat Lu Jing Xianji, but he was just in a stalemate with her and couldn't take care of her, and Qing Ling still had confidence.

"Are you going to fight me?"

The Heavenly Demon King shook his head helplessly: "It's useless, you can't kill me." ”

Or is it this sentence?

The two of them can't kill him together, are they really so confident?

You must know that Qing Ling is a swordsman, and in battle under common sense, even if he is a strong man who is one level higher than Qing Ling, Qing Ling is not without a chance to kill.

"Do it!"

Qing Ling gave Shi Qingmeng a hint, and the latter immediately rushed towards the Heavenly Demon King and raised his hand to punch him.

"Boom!"

Shi Qingmeng's fist landed on the mask of the Heavenly Demon King without hindrance, and in an instant, the mask shattered, and the Heavenly Demon King was also knocked away by this punch.

"Huh?"

Qing Ling was stunned, but she would not miss such an opportunity, the Pure Yang Ancient Sword in her hand waved, and the next moment, Qing Ling's figure appeared behind the Heavenly Demon King, and his body began to break from his waist.

A sword, a slash!

"So weak!"

Qing Ling and Shi Qingmeng looked at the fallen body of the Heavenly Demon King, and their hearts were shrouded in questions: "Why is it so weak?

Is this an illusion?

Are they hallucinating? The real Heavenly Demon King is actually secretly manipulating all of this?

The Heavenly Demon King of Saddle Fufa Mountain is a fierce beast of illusion?

It is said to be a fierce beast, but in fact, most of the mountain and sea beasts that appear here are Desolate Ancient Emperors, and to become Desolate Ancient Emperors, a basic condition is required, that is, to become a Mountain Realm Beast.

The Mountain Beast not only has the power of a fierce beast, but also has special abilities that can only be used by strange beasts.

The abilities of strange beasts are strange and changeable, and no one knows when they will fall into the huge net woven by the other party.

"It's not an illusion!"

"You two, get out of the way!"

Bao Jiaxian suddenly realized something, and hurriedly shouted, it was also at this time, from the corpse of the Heavenly Demon King, a strange gas as black as smoke gushed out from it, Shi Qingmeng and Qingling got Bao Jiaxian's prompt in advance, so they retreated early, but even so, the two of them were still contaminated with some dark smoke and dust.

"What is this?"

Shi Qingmeng fanned it with his hand in front of his face, the dark smoke was not unpleasant, but there was an indescribable strange smell in it, and the Qing Ling on the side seemed to know what it was, and was covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves: "Qingmeng, hurry up and retreat, this thing is a 'spell'." ”

"Spells?"

The poem was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the body that was originally invincible to all laws actually felt something special.

"How does this feel?"

Shi Qingmeng only felt a burst of mania in his heart, and his eyes faintly revealed blood.

Kill, kill her, kill everyone!

"Calm down!"

Shi Qingmeng's left hand suddenly clenched, but before it could make a difference, it was already tightly held by Shi Qingmeng: "Damn, my hand doesn't obey the call?"

"One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon. ”

In the black mist, the figure of the Heavenly Demon King slowly stood up, and the scars that were originally cut by Qing Ling had long since disappeared at this time, and the mask that had been shattered by Shi Qingmeng was completely restored.

It's just that, compared to the previous Tengu mask, the current mask is even more hideous, and wearing it on the face of the Heavenly Demon King adds a weirdness and, evil!

"What?"

"Everyone has two sides, good and evil. ”

The feeling that the Heavenly Demon King gave Qing Ling had changed, if he was a person who could communicate before, then now, the violent aura was like a different person.

"Thank you," the Heavenly Demon King raised his head, his blood-red gaze staring at Qing Ling and Shi Qingmeng, "Release me!"

"Boom !!"

Suddenly, endless black qi poured out from the Heavenly Demon King's body, not only Shi Qingmeng, but even Qing Ling was a little dizzy: "This feeling... ”

"Ding, ding, ding. ”

The Pure Yang Ancient Sword was trembling, and Lu Yan's painful voice came from inside: "Senior, I'm so uncomfortable. ”

"Huh?"

Murderous aura, bloody aura, tyrannical aura, all kinds of chaotic aura were condensing on the Pure Yang Ancient Sword, and even the sword body emitted a strange red light of bewilderment: 'Demon Sword?

"Demonize, he can demonize things around him!"

Demonization is not a simple energy, but an extreme change in thought, and anything, good and evil, are only in a single thought.

And between the thoughts that the Zen master was able to control, Qing Ling understood his power, and hurriedly channeled his will into the Pure Yang Ancient Sword, but at this time, Lu Yan in the ancient sword had undergone tremendous changes, only to see that the original pure fairy was now a series of black and red long skirts, and his appearance was completely devoid of his previous dignity, becoming charming and charming.

"Sure enough, it's this power!"

Qing Ling slapped Lu Yan with his consciousness, and the next moment, a surging demonic qi gushed out from Lu Yan's body, and Lu Yan also returned to her original appearance: "This is, me, what happened to me just now?"