Chapter 11: An Old Man
Rumble!
Another black light surged, and another demon god poked out of the darkness and hit Abu's chest, Abu was shocked, and the unicorn long knife slashed, and the divine fire was monstrous, and the power shook the sky.
But the demon god was extremely terrifying, and the spear had a terrifying power in his hand, turning into ten thousand horses and gushing out, hitting Abu at once, causing him to cough up blood violently.
"Be careful! This guy's body is completely submerged in the darkness, and this body in this seat has not cultivated the soul, so it is impossible to perceive it!" Zi Fengqing frowned.
She wanted to break through the endless darkness, the silver divine whip soared into the air, turning into a hundred spirit snakes, the white light was bright, and the dao lines were soaring to the sky, but there were more demon gods emerging from the endless darkness, and she grabbed it directly with her big hand, and forcibly tore off the transformation of the divine whip.
"Madame, don't worry, this guy will have nowhere to hide later. Aaron sneered.
"Huh?" Zi Fengqing and Abu were slightly stunned.
"Madame, have you forgotten the means of the Holy Maiden's transfer?!" Aaron smiled.
"That one arrived first?" Zi Fengqing said with an eyebrow.
"I just received news from that subordinate that their Holy Maiden has arrived not far from Ziwei City! I have already passed our location to him, and he has informed the Holy Maiden to come to the rescue immediately!"
"Okay! hold on a little longer!" Zi Fengqing looked around, and said, "The power exerted by this body is too weak, otherwise the little dark secret technique will not be able to help me." ”
"It seems that you don't know the power of this secret technique, and you still have the heart to chat here!" The terrifying voice echoed around, and the surrounding darkness was completely unrecognizable.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness around him, and a demon god descended from the sky, covered with thunder and rage. At the same time, the black spear in his hand flashed out of thunder, making a crackling sound, as if it had come to the Nine Heavens Thunder Divine Spear, and it was terrifying!
"I see you!" Zi Fengqing shouted, jumped forward, and rushed out into a purple streamer. At the same time, the silver light of the long whip in his hand slowly faded, turning into a little purple light, shining brightly.
She waved her vigorous wrist, and the purple divine whip in her hand was drawn out like a purple thunder dragon, instantly cutting through the night and shattering the space!
With a bang, the purple divine whip immediately collided with the black divine spear. It was as if two thunderbolts struck each other, and a furious sound exploded, shattering the eardrums.
As soon as it came into contact, the purple whip wanted to immediately coil the black spear and throw it away, but the demon god opened his black eyes in vain, and shot a thunderbolt into the whip, the whip shook slightly, and its power was immediately weakened!
The demon god was in the dark, and if it weren't for the black spear, he wouldn't have been able to detect it. And now, when the demon god opened his dark eyes, Zi Fengqing didn't care whether the power of the divine whip had been weakened, and his body had already rushed away.
Her eyes burst with purple light, and her toes kicked in the void, spinning out, she was going to fight in close quarters.
Bang! The legs that burst out with purple light suddenly kicked the demon god's face fiercely, but the mighty and huge demon god's body was just a simple shake, and the right hand condensed the black light and dragged the spear to stab!
The spear pierced the night again, and at this time, it was not the violent lightning, but the glittering black light that swirled around!
The black light was shining, sometimes turning into a tiger, sometimes turning into an oolong, and sometimes turning into a hideous black face, and every time it turned into a look, a deafening explosion broke out all around!
Without waiting for Zi Fengqing to turn around to meet the attack, Ah Long and Ah Bu couldn't sit still, their eyes burst out with two sharp bolts of lightning, and the battle knife in their hands suddenly appeared, following the figures of the two of them.
Ah Long slashed in the black air, and the green dragon sword in his hand slashed out a brilliant divine light knife light, directly colliding with the black light spear, and the muffled sound of metal-like impact suddenly burst out.
At the same time, Abu also burst to the top of the demon god's head, facing the black eyes, and the war knife inlaid with the unicorn in his hand fell down, turning into a flaming unicorn and galloping down.
Sharp flying kicks, violent collisions, and scorching flame qilins all acted on the body of the dark demon god. His figure regressed one after another, and the black light of the black spear in his hand gradually disappeared, shaking his body and disappearing in the darkness.
At the same time, the black eyes disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.
"Hmph, how can you break the dark demon god in this seat!" The overlapping sound of tremors and tremors echoed all around, looking terrifying and terrifying!
But Zi Fengqing and Ah Long didn't care about this sentence at all, they just smiled mysteriously, and their eyes shone brightly.
"Little thief, you work hard for the people of the Demon Palace, have you ever thought about the consequences?"
"Huh?" The black-robed man looked at a corner without knowing it, frowned slightly, and said, "What do you mean?"
Suddenly, a white divine light sprinkled in the sky, and that white divine light slowly swallowed the darkness like a newborn sun, radiating out in all directions.
The black-robed man's pupils shrank suddenly, his lips trembled, and his face was terrified, as he watched as the white divine radiance devoured the darkness completely.
"What? What is this?"
The black robe was shocked, this endless darkness was a terrifying treasure technique, which could not be broken by a strong Jindan, and that divine light directly dissolved the darkness, which was really terrifying. There was also a Jindan monk, and he was already surprised.
The darkness slowly dissipated, and two figures appeared in the white light, with a kind face and a divine light.
One is a white-haired old man, he seems to have come from the fairy palace, without a cloud, extremely clean, directly stepping on the void under his feet, standing upright. His face was covered with furrows, like sharp claw marks, each exuding an incomparable sense of vicissitudes. At the same time, his dark eyes were extremely deep, shining with a jet-black light, as if they could penetrate everything.
The other was a young woman, dressed in pink and white, looking extremely charming and seductive. The thousands of black silks hung down, soothing the immature and ruddy little face, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be hooked by the cool breeze blowing, slightly upturned, and suddenly all the charms were born!
At this time, she was also independent in the sky, and the white light in her hands was swaying, full of self-cultivation, as if she was placed in a fairyland, like the goddess of the Nine Heavens stepping into the mortal world.
"It's here, Holy Heavenly Goddess!" Zi Fengqing's words were kind, not daring to slack off, but there was no sense of compliment.
As soon as the words fell, the black-robed man was shocked, Goddess, this name sounds terrifying, and it is something that cannot be provoked!
"People from the Demon Palace, you should be killed!" the goddess nodded towards Zi Fengqing, then turned around again, opened her cherry mouth, and a word of killing intent came out of her throat, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were discolored, the wind howled, and the cold invaded!
In an instant, the black-robed man was shocked, his face was extremely frightened, even though he was in the realm of Jindan, but when the goddess said in Zi Fengqing's mouth spoke, the coercion was even out of breath!
"This person was originally a pure person, but he fell into the demon path, and his body was full of murderous energy, so let's come and subdue the poor way!" The white-haired old man waved the floating dust, and the thousands of white silks fluttered in the dark night, exuding a hazy white gas.
The black-robed man's expression changed, his figure regressed, and he screamed secretly, already terrifying.
"Hmph, where are the dead soldiers?!" The black-robed man waved his hand, and a black magic word spirit rune appeared, and a faint black miasma floated around the spirit rune, and the miasma turned into a black grimace, extremely hideous, and flew out in all directions.
A terrifying aura came, and the black miasma turned into ten strange cultivators with thin faces and dilated pupils, each of them holding a black scythe in their hands and waving it, as if the god of death in the dark night was singing and dancing, and the passion was incomparable.
These ten dead soldiers are naturally not the group of people from the family that the black-robed man brought to hunt, this is the dead soldiers, but the real powerhouses of the Demon Palace!
"Kill!" the black-robed man simply spit out a word, but he was extremely fierce.
I saw the ghostly dead screaming wildly, waving the black scythe in their hands, their faces hideous, as if they were extremely hungry and thirsty, and wanted to hook people's souls.
The old man did not panic when he looked at the dead soldiers who were surging like a tide of beasts, but just stepped out, smiled faintly, and waved the white dust in his hand.
Suddenly, the white divine light swayed, and it was full of moisture, bringing a hazy feeling. But under the hazy feeling, there was infinite murder, only to see the white silver filaments break free from the floating dust, turn into white arrows, and the light burst out, coming from the sky.
The heavens and the earth were illuminated, and the white silver filaments also rushed to the sky, like a vision before the storm, and some people outside the mansion saw it, thinking that a god had descended, and they knelt down one after another.
Bell, bell...... The dead soldiers are not vegetarians, and after they go to the battlefield, they seem to be completely out of the control of their masters, and their body functions directly burst out, and they all wave black scythes that emit a bright black light to block.
The furious rain of white silver filaments slammed into each black-lit scythe, making a jingling sound.
The white-haired old man began to pinch the trick with one hand again, and his mouth involuntarily chanted, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds were sung, like the sound of demons, and the sky was filled with runes, turning into a mysterious ocean.
This time, the black-robed talent's face changed drastically.