The eighth sister pulled the corner of her little clothes, with a playful tone: "Xiaoxiao, your saliva is going to drip to the ground." ”

Xiaoxiao hurriedly retracted her senses, wiped the corners of her mouth reflexively, and slapped the eighth sister unhappily: "Dead girl, how can there be saliva." ”

"Ahh It hurts. ”

"Ahh Eighth sister, I'm sorry, I forgot that you still have injuries. ”

"How's that, it's a wound." Feng Ruohan put away her cold face and replaced it with a caring support for the eighth sister.

"It's okay, just pull it up, it's not in the way."

The care and tenderness of this face were all contained in the small eyes, falling into her heart, a trace of sourness in her heart, a trace of envy and jealousy, why there are always people around the eighth sister who are kind to her, even he is so good to the eighth sister, so concerned, and he doesn't even look at others.

"Young master, young master, it's not good, I just heard ...... in the front hall" Feng Xiaojiu ran in a hurry, stumbled into the Wutong courtyard, and stepped on the petals on the ground, leaving deep footprints. The eighth sister looked at the trampled flowers, and her eyes were staring at the place where the trampled ones had fallen into deep footprints, and she was a little sad.

Feng Ruohan glared at him unhappily, and said angrily: "The sky has fallen, so the eyebrows are burned, and there are no rules, this is not the City Lord's Mansion." ”

Feng Xiaojiu bowed his head resignedly, feeling guilty for his recklessness, looking at the eighth sister's eyes, he also understood that his recklessness had broken the thick layer of flowers that she was unwilling to sweep away, but the matter was urgent.

"It's okay, you can say it! What's the matter in such a hurry. The eighth sister broke the embarrassment.

"Demon King, the Demon King killed all the way, the ghost world was also hit hard, the Ghost King killed the wolf and was also devoured by the Demon King, people from all walks of life were panicked, and they were rushing to the Heavenly Palace to discuss." Feng Xiaojiu didn't dare to slack off, and after saying in one breath, he had just heard the envoy of the Heavenly Palace in the corner of the wall to inform Jun Qisang, and his legs were so frightened that he forgot to lift his breath, and ran over directly, only to crush a drop of petals.

The eighth sister flashed a trace of guilt, it was she who woke up the demon king, and now that her life is in ruins, how can she redeem it.

"Don't feel guilty, you have to come, you can't hide!" As soon as the sound fell, the white clothes fluttered, and Jun Qisang fell from the sky, the cold outline like a knife and an axe chisel was cold, without a little emotion, and there was a cold air that was frozen three feet into the bones.

"Master!"

"Don't say anything, pack up and go to the Heavenly Palace."

The eighth sister didn't make a sound, just nodded.

"Eighth sister master, can you take me with you?" Xiaoxiao is looking forward to going to Jun Qisang, she wants to go, she wants to pursue what she wants to pursue.

The eighth sister raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a little smile, she understood her little thoughts, and without waiting for Jun Qisang to speak, she pulled Jun Qisang's sleeve, and said in the same sweet and greasy voice as before: "Master, just take Xiaoxiao with you!" She can take care of me, I'm injured right now. ”

Jun Qisang was silent for a long time, but just nodded, which was considered to be accepted.

"Master Xie Lu, Master Xie."

"Xie Lu Xie Eighth Sister Master, hehehe!"

When I flew to Yaochi, all walks of life also gathered here, talking to each other, with a hesitant face, anger in my eyes, and despair, all kinds of expressions.

The eighth sister of the fox looked down at the seven-colored Yao Chi water below, and there were large pink peach forests that had not changed for thousands of years. It's just that there is no fairy music fluttering, no fountains, no fairies dancing, no fairies and demons singing about wine.

There is only hesitation, helplessness, fear, and despair.

"Immortal Emperor, Immortal Queen has arrived-"

There was silence in the arena for a moment, and they all looked up and looked in the direction where the Emperor and Queen of Heaven had arrived.

Behind him are the 12 Yuanchen, the 18 Arhats, the 20 Heavens, the 28 Constellations, and the 36 Heavenly Generals......

All of them have arrived, almost all the immortals and Buddhas, demons, demons, and people from all walks of life have arrived. The result of the deliberation of the power of all immortals, demons, demons, and people is to resist the law of the demon king.

Back then, the war of immortals and demons, the ancient god Xuanyuan Dragon Emperor combined his cultivation to subdue the demon king, trapped on the top of the Rakshasa Tower, and now the Xuanyuan Dragon Emperor is also feathered, this demon king may not be able to subdue it even if it is a combination of the power of all walks of life, in saying that now it has also devoured thousands of lonely souls in the ghost world, and the ghost king killed the wolf is not an ordinary person, so it is easily swallowed by it, not even a chance to escape, every time it devours a demon, its mana will continue to grow, how can they resist.

The demon king frowned and snorted coldly: "This demon king is the ancient god Xuanyuan Dragon Emperor who was trapped in the Rakshasa Tower after cultivating all his life, who is trespassing on the Rakshasa Tower and awakening the Demon King." ”

This sentence is like lighting a fuse, and they all look at the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Queen in panic, hoping that they can get a soothing result.

The Immortal Emperor was silent, and the eighth sister felt that his sharp eyes could sweep away into ashes. Straighten your back, take a deep breath, it's yourself trespassing on the Rakshasa Tower, if someone wants to bear it, it's also your own responsibility, don't be in the cold.

"The Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Queen are not the time to be held accountable, but now they should discuss how to resist the Demon King." Jun Qisang raised his eyebrows coldly, and talked endlessly about demons and gods from all walks of life.

"What this immortal family said is reasonable, now the demon king is bloodbathing the ghost world, and even the ghost king has not escaped from killing the wolf, who has a good suggestion." The voice is full of breath, like thunder, which makes people unable to refute.

"Hey! Now the only thing that can stop the demon king, the crystal of the Qingqiu dragon soul is gone, and what else in the world can subdue the demon king. "It was the top of the dragon soul that day who spoke, the white-bearded fairy with white dust.

"Qingxu Shangxian, why is this, you are here." The fairy queen is kind and kind-eyed, and her gentle words have the power to appease all walks of life.

It turns out that this white floating dust is a pure and void immortal!

Qingxu Shangxian repeatedly took a handful of white and translucent beards, shook off the dust, looked at the fox eighth sister behind Jun Qisang and said, "The crystal of the dragon soul is in this girl's body." ”

"Ahh

"What, the essence of the ancient gods is in this mortal flesh."

"How is it possible, she can withstand the tens of thousands of years of mana of the ancient gods, it is impossible."

There are different opinions, this girl looks no different from ordinary mortals, and even when she first went to Yaochi, she came on Jun Qisang's Qingyun Sword, no matter how she looked, it didn't look like she had the essence of magic left by the ancient gods in her body.

"What's going on! One by one,"

The Immortal Emperor's thunderous words exploded in the crowd of people from all walks of life, and suddenly there was silence in all directions, and everyone was shocked.

Fox Eighth Sister lowered her head, avoiding the eyes around her, she didn't know why the dragon soul crystal would enter her body, she was now injured by the "Exorcism Sword", and all her true qi was lost, it was not as good as a mortal's body! What kind of ancient gods have been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, nonsense.

Qingxu Shangxian slowly said the scene of that day, and when he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and looked at the fox eight sisters who lowered their heads in surprise, and there were also envy and jealous eyes.

"I see, is this providential?" The thousand-armed Guanyin clasped his hands together and said a sentence of purifying all beings.

"What the Bodhisattva said is reasonable, the heavenly machine is unbreakable."

The fairy queen nodded, looking at the little girl who flashed her dark pupils at the birthday banquet a few years ago, like a star in the sky, she was still so petite, but her eyes were brighter and more gorgeous.

"Report!"

The Heavenly Soldier hurriedly rushed into the Yao Pond, knelt on one leg, and clasped his fists with both hands under the Immortal Emperor's Immortal Queen's position.

"Say!"

"The demon king went in the direction of Qingqiu, and there was no life along the way."

The sound was enough for the audience to hear, Du sighed in his heart, the eighth sister helped her with a small arm, what kind of karma did she create, this life is ruined, she died tens of thousands of times without paying it back.

Qingqiu, the next target of the demon king is Qingqiu, how can it be Qingqiu: "Seventh brother!" ”

The eighth sister looked at Jun Qisang with blank eyes.

Jun Qisang looked at her like this and couldn't bear it, they went to Qingqiu was equivalent to a sheep in the tiger's mouth, and they couldn't help much, so they had to comfort the eighth sister first: "Don't worry, let's go to Qingqiu." ”

People from all walks of life were panicked, and it was the first time that the Three Realms and the Six Realms had worked together to confront the enemy. Rush to Qingqiu.

All kinds of clouds, swords, flying in the blue sky, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, demons, demons, people rushed to Qingqiu. There was no mismatch.

"Look!"

Looking down the clairvoyant's finger, the blood-stained river emitted black smoke in all directions, and the birds and beasts were nowhere to be seen.

"Not good! The Demon King has been here. I don't know who shouted, and suddenly it was like boiling water, and the mighty team began to riot.

Jun Qisang raised his hand, hugged his fist at the Immortal Emperor, and asked: "You wait to rush to Qingqiu first, let's check, Qingqiu converges, it's good!" ”

The Immortal Emperor nodded, which could be regarded as recognition.

Jun Qisang took the fox eight sisters, Feng Ruohan and Su Xiaoxiao into the hell on earth that had been attacked by the demon king.

I don't know how many people died in the ruins, how many died in the ruins, and there were rivers of blood everywhere. There is no sign of life, and the dead are also missing arms and legs, and the blood on their bodies is unbearable. Thunder and lightning are blowing, corpses are everywhere, and the rivers are dyed red. It makes people's scalp tingle.

There are countless deaths and injuries in the world, the ghost world devours all the little ghosts, the ghost king, and the Halloween Festival is quiet and terrible, and this world is simply miserable.

The eighth sister couldn't bear the churning in her stomach, and retched at the blood-colored river.

In the sky, a carrier pigeon hovered overhead, and Jun Qisang blew a whistle, and the carrier pigeon stood on his shoulder with a large conch in its mouth.

Jun Qi took down the conch and put it to his ear, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

"What's the matter, master!"

Jun Qisang's face was gloomy, and the cold man only shivered, and handed it to the eighth sister conch without saying a word.

The eighth sister looked at him with some concern, put the conch to her ear, and the soft voice of the snow feather fairy floated out of it: Husband! The concubine's body limit has also arrived, looking forward to returning soon!

Xue Yuxian has been seriously ill for hundreds of years, and this is all because of Jun Qisang, and his guilt has increased and decreased. Rushing back to the Phantom Sword Pavilion in a hurry, the eighth sister was worried about the danger of the seventh brother, so she had to part ways.

The eighth sister looked at the conch from time to time, and when she put it to her ear, she heard the voice she had complained about: Eighth sister! I'm sorry. One sentence made the eighth sister's heart heavy.

The eight sisters were silent all the way, and their hearts were heavy.

"Eighth sister, look how lively it is there!" Sit on the auspicious clouds and look down.

A river is divided into three rivers, and a large and surprisingly large boulder lies in the center of the bifurcated river, and the incense is constantly curling, and there is an endless stream of good men and women.

"Why does this sound so familiar!"

"Really? You've been here. ”

Well! I seem to have been here. As if it was very familiar, the eighth sister quickly searched for memories in her mind, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah! Isn't this Hujia Village? ”