"Ahh

"Ahh

A scream made Yuetang's heart tremble, and the powerless little demon was chased and killed by a group of masked men. They were muscular, dressed in straight black robes, which were tightly covered from neck to toe, and their faces were tightly wrapped in face bandages, except for their piercing eyes.

The aura on the current group of masked men is something that Yue Tang can't draw a conclusion about. For her at present, she can only distinguish between immortal qi, demonic qi, and demonic qi, but they are obviously not among them.

Why is the aura on their bodies so peculiar, as if someone has used some kind of evil magic to deliberately distort their characteristics, making them immortals and non-immortals, demons and non-demons, and intolerable things from the two worlds of yin and yang.

Who the hell is it? What do they have to do with the black-clad masked man who just attacked?

Holding back the worry in her heart, she leaned against the wall with one hand, shaking her head vigorously, forcing herself to come to her senses, and looked deeply in the direction of the Demon Lord's retreat, her eyes full of sorrow.

I wonder what the Demon Lord is doing now?

Bai Lian's choice of such a crucial person to come today must have been premeditated, but I don't know what she was planning? Could it be that she wanted to usurp the throne? Is there someone else in the mastermind?

I'm afraid I've been planning for a long time until this day. I'm afraid that there will be more than a thousand years of wearing a perfect disguise and pretending to do things by the side of the Demon Lord, and finally caught the opportunity of the Demon Lord's retreat, and finally waited until today.

Yue Tang unconsciously locked her brows into Sichuan characters, pursed her lips, stared at a certain piece in a daze for a while, spat in her heart, and thought coldly, these demons' hearts are really terrible!

The blood began to fly, and the body was burning hot, as if it was about to burn the moon orange to the ground. Yue Tang remembered the fate of those little demons, and only felt frightened, and used concentrated demon power to forcibly force the poisonous gas in his body into his calves, gritted his teeth, and sealed the enchantment, hoping to hold on.

Tsukitachi propped herself up weakly, her legs trembling, and she limped towards the front room with a half-limp step.

The killing continued, and there was never a way for Tsukiju to see so many innocent lives away from this world like this. With a ruthless heart, he bit the tip of his index finger and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. The sharp and intense stinging pain instantly pierced the eyebrows and hit the depths of Yuetang's mind, the pain came fiercely, and the corners of his eyes overflowed with tears.

Tsukichibana could only keep his eyes wide open, and keep inhaling the filthy and bloody cold air with his mouth half-open to force himself to keep his balance on this sharp pain and wake up.

The indifferent and sharp branches that suddenly pulled up from the ground were like dementia, immersed in bloodthirsty madness, and the ferocious accident that came made the masked people stunned, and the opportunity brought to the moon orange by the stagnation of the body in the face of extreme danger was attacked, and blood was spitted from the mouth.

The moon orange learned to be smart, and there was blood on the peaks of the branches. Even though this will only bring about a huge consumption of spiritual power from the body, only in this way can it be determined that it will cause fatal damage to those people in black who don't know the origin, and even kill them on the spot.

The attack was complete, and Tsukiju managed to divert the masked man's attention to his side, dragging his body towards the front of the temple on crutches.

There are too many demons in the back, and if you are not careful, you will implicate innocents, and the casualties will be even more serious.

The speed of this group of masked men was far from that of the men in black, but they were superior to the crowd. Moon Tangerine is outnumbered, even if he has the Demon Lord's earth attribute protection, he can't escape.

After a few rounds, Tsukitang's face was pale and almost transparent, her lips were pursed, and her eyes were sharp and keen, vigilantly observing her surroundings and fighting to the death. And the placket of her clothes had long been tattered, her tender white skin was exposed, and the blood flowed, dyeing the blue-red tulle red, and it looked extremely bewitching in the cold and silent moonlight, and shimmered with the brilliance of death.

The short knives they wielded were similar to those of the man in black. Yuetang's brows furrowed, secretly annoyed that Fang had given the man a chance to escape because of his carelessness in blood. They are really a group, from the Yang Realm. Tsukiju judged firmly in his heart.

Unable to die under these cursed blades, Tsukiju swallowed his saliva by relying on the obsession in his heart to protect the Demon Lord, but found that such a simple action was enough to make his body painful and unable to breathe, so he had to cover his heart tightly, and supported his body by the roots of the tree that rose from the ground, barely standing.

A sharp blade pierced the air, only to hear a snort behind him, fierce and fast, straight to the moon orange.

At such a speed, it must be the man in black.

Yueju turned her head and glared angrily, her smart and stunning eyes were red at the corners of her eyes because of resentment and unwillingness, and there seemed to be a bright mist filling them, making her whole demon look stubborn and cold. She was panting, her body numb from pain, and she couldn't move at all. The demon power is depleted, and it is impossible to attack with the main body.

It seems that he can't escape death.

Thinking about it, Yue Tang slowly closed his eyes and smiled faintly, regretting in his heart, but he was helpless. The Demon Lord once said that life and death are fate, and it is nature. If you fight to the last moment, the ending is doomed, life or death.

Dying in the Demon Palace, he can be regarded as repaying the Demon Lord for his thousand-year-old kindness and five-hundred-year teaching and nurturing grace.

"Bang"

"Ah......h

With the sound of metal colliding and the screams of strange men, Yue Tang Meng opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure, his heart instantly relaxed, and the weight of swearing to protect the Demon Lord was also dispelled, and his eyes suddenly became red, his nose was sore, and he bit his mouth and cried out childishly.

The little fox demon hurriedly came over to help Yuetang and heal her injuries.

"Why are you so fast?" Yue Tang was shocked that the little fox demon was covered with injuries, and after going out, he was more than half better. The speed of recovery really made Yue Tang envious.

"Since Lord Chong helped me recuperate on the way here, otherwise how could I be like this. After the little fox demon ran over with a grin and helped Yueju sit down, he began to input demonic power and her to assist Yuetang's own demonic power in the operation and recovery of Yuetang's own demonic power.

"Thank you, little fox demon" Yue Tang thought about the little fox demon's affection and righteousness, so he no longer cared about his teasing some time ago, and sincerely thanked him. Looking at the masked people around him, Yue Tang hurriedly stopped the little fox demon after he felt a little better.

The little fox demon was confused, tilting his head to look at the moon orange a little funny.

"Right now, my recovery is a trivial matter, the most important thing is ......" Yue Tang couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth rose, his eyes swept over a group of masked people, but he was very ruthless, Nunu nose, and told the little fox demon with his eyes that it was important to save his life at the moment.

"No hindrance, no hindrance" The little fox demon instantly understood what Yue Tang meant, and said with a smile.

"There are so many assassins, aren't you afraid of death? besides, they are likely to have something to do with the Immortal Family, that is, people from the Yang Realm, and if they are not careful, it will be a great battle between the Yin and Yang Realms. Seeing that the little fox demon was still smiling, Yue Tang was really anxious and annoyed in her heart, and her words were inevitably a little sour.

"Don't worry if the tarpon is here. The little fox demon had smart ears and eyes, so he could naturally hear the displeasure in Yue Tang's heart, and patiently explained: "Lord Chong is the first person in our nether realm other than the Demon Lord, and even a few elders have to look at his face." ”

"So powerful?" Tsukiju raised his eyebrows, skeptical.

Recalling that the Demon Lord has been in retreat for thousands of years, except for today's extraordinary times, only the tarpon is guarded by one person. And the sneak attacks of Bai Lian and the man in black were both aimed at the attack during the period when the tarpon was away.

All these additions are enough to show that the tarpon is by no means an ordinary character, and what the little fox demon said must be true.

But his slander against a small sapling is not in line with the indifference and calmness of a master. It's no wonder that the little fox demon surprised the moon orange when he praised the tarpon so much.

"Look at it" The little fox demon pushed Yueju with his elbow, raised his chin behind Yuetang, and motioned for her to look up.

When Yueju turned around, he saw the man in black covering the wound on his broken arm, blood gushing out, and he was half-kneeling on the ground in pain, without the slightest majesty to move forward. His eyes were annoyed and remorseful, but he was also very proud, and he glared coldly at Yuetang, as if Yuetangi was the main cause of his serious injury.

The rest of the masked people gathered behind the sunspot man to heal his wounds, but they were vibrated straight away by the silver carp's backhand palm with the hidden demonic qi, and they fell down heavily, slumped to the ground, and scattered in all directions.

Yue Tang endured the disgust of blood in his heart and the churning in his stomach, clasped his fingers, and looked at the tarpon with adoring eyes, and for a moment felt that this face that had accompanied him for nearly a thousand years was so handsome.