Thinking of this, Feng Jiu Ge got up and stood coldly in the cold wind, her clothes were blown to a rattle, and the powerful white spiritual power in her body exploded, and the halo of light around her almost lit up the sky.

"It's actually the Thunder Elemental!!"

"What a powerful thunder elemental!!"

"God-level Thunder Elemental Summoner !!"

The following discussions came and went, Feng Jiu Ge did not let go of this important breath, and those who were amazed by her strength were basically miscellaneous hairs, that is to say, there were no more than fifty people in this academy who competed with her strength.

Since you want to stand up, you have to do a good job in opening the door.

Feng Jiuge's wrist shook, and in an instant, a huge scythe was held in her palm, and the huge crescent moon blade was comparable to the cold cold moon behind her.

I saw that the blade with a green light buzzed through the air, and with just one slash, the people who besieged it at the same time were seen as two sections.

Even the crows at their feet could not escape death, and they were split in half.

The butterfly fluttered its wings and fanned, and the red and purple scales wrapped the remnants of the opponent's limbs in mid-air, and in an instant, even the clothes were corroded, and only a burst of crystal sparkled scattered in the dense forest in front of the academy.

This battle is beautiful!

Showing Feng Jiuge's deep strength and cruel character, even the king-level demonic beast under her feet is not a simple thing, and her heart is ruthless to the extreme.

With the lessons of the past, all the people who were about to move settled down and stopped to stare at the white-clothed woman on the back of the demon god butterfly.

I saw that her waist-length hair was blown by the wind, the huge scythe was even taller than her petite body, her beautiful face had a hideous smile, and her blood-colored pupils were like Shura in hell.

"Over there!"

Feng Jiu Ge pointed his blade, and the butterfly danced its wings slightly, and flew towards the tallest building of the Mad Demon Academy.

In the mist, a stunning figure can be vaguely seen standing on the top of the bell tower, the dark red robe is like a highly poisonous sugar coating, gradually getting closer, you can see the stunning face that even the bright moon is eclipsed.

The handsome and arrogant face, the eyes of the cold stars in the winter night, and the slightly tender eyes in the cold and clear reveal an irresistible strength, and the whole person looks both glamorous and dusty.

The sculpted and perfect facial features, the appearance is extremely exquisite, belonging to a very bewitching man, he has a natural elegance and dignity, and a pair of overly cold eyes set off this elegance almost indifferently.

The murderous aura around his body was not aimed at Feng Jiuge, but at himself.

Butterfly Dance frowned, it seemed that he had inadvertently offended the head of the King's Altar.

"You go to Xiao Feng's side first, and I'll go back by myself later!"

After Feng Jiu Ge finished speaking, her entire body turned into a ball of white flames and attacked Long Zhantian, and in less than half a month, her spiritual power elementalization had reached the point of perfection.

The beauty is coming, how can he not greet it?

The corners of Long Zhan's natural () sense of mouth did not twitch, and the next second he made red smoke and dust to wrap the white flames close to Feng Jiu Ge, and when he reappeared, Feng Jiu Ge had been held in Long Zhan Tian's arms.

Feng Jiuge was ashamed and angry, this man's speed was so fast that she didn't even have time to dodge, so she could only instinctively reach out and wrap her arms around his neck.

The handsome face was close, and the thin lips were almost touching the tip of her nose, and his unique masculine breath soaked into his nose.

If it weren't for his previous bad behavior, Feng Jiu Ge would definitely be intoxicated by his breath.

As soon as he landed, Feng Jiu Ge struggled to leave, but unexpectedly, he simply wrapped her tighter and pressed her back against the wall and buckled her in his arms.

Feng Jiuge couldn't move, and instinctively pushed it with his knees, but unexpectedly, the person took the preemptive action, pressed her private () secret parts with his knees, and took advantage of the moment when she was moving to separate her legs, which was really ashamed.

"Believe it or not, I killed you!"

"You can't bear it!" Long Zhantian got cheap and behaved, holding her ear beads and sucking gently, causing her whole body to tremble.

"I won't be reluctant!"

Feng Jiuge's wrist shook, and she subconsciously wanted to transform the Death Scythe, but unexpectedly, Long Zhantian was like a roundworm in her stomach, and she took the first step to cover her wrist with a big palm and squeeze her bracelet tightly.

Even if the power of the scythe is the spiritual power of her Holy Fire Summoner, it is very different from the power of the Dragon Battle Heavenly Venerable level summoner.

The Reaper's Scythe was killed before it could be activated.

This is not only a contest between men and women, but also a contest of strength.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?" Long Zhantian's body approached, rubbing her softness, and his big hands caressing her back even more recklessly.

He wasn't in a hurry to eat her in one go, he wanted to taste it slowly and when she was at her tastiest.

"Is it fun to bully me like that?"

This man is too inferior, he can bully him alone, and now the entire Mad Demon Academy is her enemy, and he really plans to kill her.

Or maybe he really overestimated her ability to kill everyone and stand out and become a woman worthy of standing by his side.

"Interesting, very interesting, this necklace is for you, just call my name to the necklace when you feel like you're about to die, remember my name: Long Zhantian!"

As he spoke, he put the necklace on her without refuting it.

Feng Jiu Ge was overjoyed for a moment, raised his water eyes to look at Long Zhantian's dark eyes, and asked tentatively, "Actually, you didn't really want to kill me, did you?" ”

"It's not."

"And what do you mean by giving me the necklace?" Feng Jiuge's fingertips caressed the pendant of the necklace, and it felt like a gemstone with an excellent texture, probably the crystallization of spiritual power.

Hearing this, Long Zhantian leaned over and kissed her lips, domineering and strong to pry open her Hao teeth, grabbed her lilac tongue and sucked it hard, hugging her arms tightly, as if to rub her into her body.

It wasn't until she was about to suffocate that he took her and moved the kiss to her neck passionately, his tongue like a barb.

That feeling of pain and happiness made Feng Jiuge a little unstoppable.

"I gave you the necklace because I wanted to kill you with my own hands!"

With a heavy wheezing voice, Feng Jiu Ge was stiffened as if he had been poured a basin of cold water, and the knuckles of his fingers that had originally held the pendant turned white, and he pulled it fiercely, and the necklace broke with a bang.

Hearing the sound of the necklace breaking, Long Zhantian stopped kissing, and unhappily reached out to clasp Feng Jiuge's jaw, forcing her to look at him.

"Don't like it?"

Feng Jiu Ge looked at the face that people loved and hated, and really wanted to scratch him, his teeth grinded and gurgled, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.

"Long Zhantian, you are really an inferior man!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Long Zhantian's beautiful face, as if he was enjoying it, playing with her hair with one hand, and his tone was doting with evil momentum, "The deity is only like this to you!" ”