The Hundred Flames Burning Heaven Array was shattered, the vitality of the hundred demons was greatly damaged, and even the strength of the Three Demons of Hell was also damaged, counting the two in the Netherworld Illusion, the third stealing chicken was not a loss and the Yang Yantian of the rice was almost blown up in anger, and the sacrifice of the Doomsday Shenhua Zhan Jian pounced on Fahai together with the Three Demons of Hell Hell.

"Fahai, I want you to feed yourself, I want you to live better than die, I want you to ......"

"So much nonsense, it seems that the roots you eat are all growing on your tongue, look at the fight!"

Standing proudly on the dragon pool, Fahai put his hands together, and the pure yang pearl turned into a true destruction dragon to meet one of the three evils of hell, and with a stroke of the void, the thunder and fire twin dragons jumped out of the pool, the dragon claws flew and the dragon's breath swallowed, and went straight to the remaining two evils.

"The immaculate auspicious light, the great sun breaks through the darkness. It can subdue the devil's fire in the sky, and shine brightly in the world~"

After the three dragons stopped the three evils whose strength was discounted, Fahai swallowed a heavenly spirit pill again, the auspicious light reappeared, and the body was shrouded in the Buddha's light corona and did not give an inch to meet the Yang Yan Tian, the meaning of Haoran unfolded, the poem began, a move and a style melted into the Sanskrit rhythm, and for a time the shadow of the Sanskrit light and the demon flew together, and it was comparable to the Yang Yan Tian who held the doomsday Shenhua.

At the same time, Fahai did not forget to use his heart and energy, and remotely commanded the giant dragon pool under his feet to go straight to the demons who were greatly injured.

The Dragon Pool is condensed by the Fire Dragon Monarch's body of near-immortal Yuan power, and has been refined by the spirit of the eight kinds of three products and eight parts, and its sturdiness is not inferior to any magic weapon in the world.

What's more, this dragon pool is different from other high-grade magic weapons, it is Fahai's natal relic, just like a part of Fahai's body, the envoy is not only handy, but also has little loss of spiritual power.

Although Fahai was running out of horsepower at this time, he also kept an eye on it, and did not summon a thug of the Dark Dragon, and was ready to guard against the middle-aged monk who had not yet made a move.

"Boy, the old man still underestimates you. Although your realm is low, your strength is strong enough to be qualified to die in the hands of the old man. If you agree, the old man will help you capture this son now. ”

The scene was already raining blood, but the middle-aged monk was still bargaining with the old gods, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the demons at all.

At this time, Yang Yantian, who was in the battle, almost rolled his eyes angrily, and shouted angrily, "Uncle Eleven, except for his life, every qiē is yours!" ”

"Good! Boy, being able to let my greedy wolf Yang personally capture it on the day of my funeral is a blessing that you have cultivated in your previous life~"

The middle-aged monk who was satisfied smiled gloomily when he heard this, his figure was blurred for a while, and when he reappeared, he suddenly appeared outside the Buddha halo behind Fahai.

The transformation of yin and yang is arbitrary, and the alternation of the virtual and the real is feasible, and this ability to shuttle through the void and move instantly is the magical power that only the monks above the Taoist five-grade Yuan Infant realm have.

"Boy, let's feel the difference in strength between the fourth and eighth grades~"

On the funeral day, the greedy wolf Yang smiled proudly, stretched out his white palm, completely ignored the auspicious light of Fahai's body, and grabbed Fahai's neck casually.

As soon as Yang Suiyi approached his body, his heart was full of vigilance, and he instinctively pointed out, and he wanted to cast the thunder escape method to shoot out, but the algorithm sea reacted like electricity, and he didn't catch it faster than Yang Suiyi's hand, and the sword had not yet been shot, and the big white hand had already passed through the auspicious skylight, faintly touching Fahai's neck.

The degree of this hand was so fast that Fahai didn't even have time to summon the Dark Dragon, however, just as Fahai screamed in his heart that he had miscalculated, and closed his eyes to be captured, a cold sword shot out of the void like a visitor from outside the sky, and came first, stabbing at his wrist a moment before Yang Sui's finger touched Fahai.

"Huh?!"

Yang Suiyi suddenly withdrew his hand in shock, and could no longer care about grabbing Fahai, his body turned in an electric turn, and his face looked at the distant sky with a solemn face.

"Lunatic Cult, Refrigerated Front!?"

At this time, when Fahai and Yang Yantian heard the sound, they also stopped fighting, and looked up at these unlucky guests.

"The power of the gods in the ninefold heavens is revealed, and a bright moon shines on the sky~"

With the faintly cold chanting, a dark cloud that covered the sky flew from the sky, turning into a streamer and flying by, as a shadow, with a cold and noble face, it was the princess of the Moon Worship Sect Jun Xiyue.

Flying behind Jun Xiyue were the seventy-two commanders of the Southern Banner of the Lunatic Worship Sect, as well as two middle-aged monks, a man and a woman.

Among them, the female cultivator has a plump figure and a clever smile, which is the Jin Qiaoqiao that Fahai has seen before, while the other male cultivator is covered in black, wrapped tightly, and her demeanor is as cold as a sharp blade out of the sheath.

"Jun Xiyue, what are you coming to troubled water?"

Seeing that Jun Xiyue's subordinates, who were about to become his fiancée, saved Fahai, Yang Yantian's nose was almost crooked, and he couldn't help but raise the shelf of his future fiancé and reprimand him angrily.

didn't think that Jun Xiyue didn't become his fiancée's consciousness, and said coldly, "Yang Yantian, this little bald donkey is mine, this princess and him still have a lot of accounts to settle, you captured him, who should I ask for accounts?" ”

"So you instructed Refrigeration Feng to sneak attack Uncle Eleven? Jun Xiyue, my father will soon propose to your grandfather, the Funeral Sun God Sect and the Moon God Sect will become a family in the future, and they will jointly assist the Holy Venerable, you don't forget your position! ”

Looking at the angry Yang Yantian, Jun Xiyue smiled disdainfully, and raised her gantis very firmly, "My position is that whoever wants to kill him will kill him, besides, do you think that I will bow down to marry a eunuch in my dignified Moon Worship Sect?" ”

"You ......" Yang Yantian almost didn't vomit blood.

Just when Yang Yantian and Jun Xiyue were in a verbal confrontation without giving an inch, Fahai, who was lucky enough to get out of the catastrophe, did not have the slightest consciousness as the focus, but just stood there silently while reflecting on Fang Cai's miscalculation, while remotely commanding the Thunder and Fire Double Dragon, the Truth Destroying Heavenly Dragon and the Transformation Dragon Relic to continue to slaughter Yang Yantian's subordinates.

"Hey, sure enough, you can't have the slightest underestimate when facing the master, a negligence will be worse than death, and the game will be completely finished, this is the experience, if you don't experience it yourself, you will never be able to understand the experience."

"The habit of not showing my hole cards until the critical moment is my strength and my weakness."

"Even if you can't do it, you need to use a certain strength to make up for it, not to mention, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how good the strategy is, it is often difficult to have a chance to wield it......"

Yang Yantian, who was about to vomit blood, inadvertently returned, and suddenly the culprit who provoked the dispute between their "husband and wife" was outside the fugue where the old god was there, and his subordinates had been killed, and there was not much left, even the three demons who were as strong as Hell seemed to be finished at any time, and suddenly they couldn't bear it anymore, and the Doomsday Shenhua in his hand was horizontal, pointing at the people of the Moon Worship Sect from afar, and he shouted domineeringly to the sky.

"Jun Xiyue, I don't believe that you really dare to touch me today. Uncle Eleven, capture Fahai for me immediately! (To be continued...)

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