The originally dense heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals were slaughtered by the combined efforts of the three demon soldiers after the transformation, but in a moment, the entire army was wiped out. On the contrary, it was Erlang God, although he was almost unable to be severely injured by continuous attacks, he still relied on his strong mana to cultivate, and he had not yet fallen.

Beiluo Zixiao recovered her true appearance, slowly suspended in front of Yiyun and Xi'er, Yiyun held Xi'er's Qianqian's right hand with one hand, and held the hilt of the sword together, Beiluo Zixiao burned with deep purple flames, and the two of them disappeared in a flash.

At this time, Erlang God suffered continuous blows, and the energy in his body was almost exhausted. The endless photoprints of the fists disappeared out of thin air, and Erlang God couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, and a sharp blade with a purple body went straight into Erlang God's chest.

The deep purple light radiated from Erlang God's body that consumed a lot of energy, and the purple flame completely enveloped Erlang God, and Erlang God's last look before he was completely surrounded by flames was full of unwillingness and anger......

In the burning flames, Erlang God did not let out the slightest scream and snort. A beam of black light suddenly passed through the dark purple flame, submerged into Yi Yun's forehead, the dark purple flame was completely extinguished, and Erlang God was completely catalyzed into gas......

Dark Eye ...... Jiro God's dying blow.

Yi Yun shook her head lightly and said lightly, "But so, this strength of mental trauma ability is not worthy of hurting me." The corpse of the divine dog suspended in mid-air was kicked down to the ground by Yi Yun's feet.

In the next moment, Yi Yun hugged Xi'er and appeared next to Hu Meng's death, followed by the falling divine dog, which was held tightly by Yi Yun's hand. Dream Death got up, didn't dare to speak, Yi Yun threw the dead dog in his hand over, and Dream Death hurriedly caught it.

In the next moment, the three of them appeared in the small courtyard where the waves would rhyme, but they entered through the window. "Change your clothes, help Xi'er cook this dog well, and go back after dinner." Yi Yun said lightly, turned and left.

Dream Death was hit by Nezha and sank to the ground, resulting in a beautiful dress with many damages, and there was really no way to go back like this. However, Dream Death was relieved at the moment, after all, the two did not suspect that they had colluded with the fairy world to deliberately harm Xi'er because of the sudden change in Fang Cai, which was the most important thing for Dream Death at the moment.

Yi Yun's expression was as usual, and she calmly returned to the place where she was duty. Standing quietly by the door, as if leaving, as if suddenly appeared, not even the waves were disturbed.

Wave stretched his waist, and the day's affairs were finally dealt with. Looking up, stunned, Xiaoyin, who had left suddenly, came back again. Wave wanted to open his mouth to ask several times, but after all, he couldn't ask.

Originally, I should have asked, and I had a reason and right to ask. It's just that I really don't think I should ask, and I can't ask. Perhaps, because I never thought he owed me anything, and I never had the right to ask him for anything. It's just, in the end, am I still the Lord?

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Xi'er's skills have finally passed the dangerous period and regained cohesion.

In the small courtyard, the light was a little dim, it was night, and neither of them had the habit of lighting a strong light. Xi'er's body was covered with purple light, and her eyes were timid, staring at Yi Yun, who was sitting on one side with her. A pair of bright eyes, blinking not.

Outside the window, snow is flying.

Yiyun gently held Xi'er's timid and weak face with both hands, sighed softly, and said softly, "You do it, I will protect you." Xi'er didn't say a word, her eyes turned to a pair of gloves on her hand, and the dark purple energy, under Xi'er's full urging, converged on the gloves.

In the room, Xi'er, who was dressed in a black shirt, was covered by the ghostly purple-red energy, and under the reflection of the bright light of energy, her beautiful and weak face was clearly revealed, which was very weird. Holding Xi'er's Yiyun with both hands around her waist, her whole body was shrouded in a faint purple hazy light, her eyes were extremely calm, quietly staring at the beauty in her arms, the one who was constantly sweating coldly, and her beautiful face.

Originally, several magic weapons that had been released to absorb energy on their own, these words, when Yi Yun was in office, had been left by Xi'er's side, in order to prevent another accident, Yi Yun asked for it.

Xi'er didn't make gloves all the time, only made thirty-seven pairs, which is three years and one month. For a master, especially an existence that is so strong that Xi'er is in such a state of loss, it is really insecure and terrifying to be in a state of almost complete loss of energy for such a long time.

However, Xi'er never panicked because of this, let alone irritated.

At this moment, it has finally come to an end, and Xi'er's skills have truly recovered. Xi'er lightly put on the Antarctic Ethereal and North Falling Purple Hands, and with the North Falling Ethereal hanging on her waist, she disappeared into the small courtyard. A few miles away, Xi'er had already changed into a blood-red dress.

On the bewitching face, with a faint smile, and long hair, gently pulled.

This is a battlefield, a place where the main forces of the Wave Society and Luo Ming are fighting against the Demon God Army. These words, a few magic weapons, have been left in the small courtyard and have not been able to go out to absorb energy on their own, which greatly affects the growth rate of several magic weapons.

It doesn't matter if Beiluo Zixiao, it is Yiyun's main weapon, and it is completely integrated with Yiyun's people and artistic conception, and it doesn't matter if Xi'er wears the Antarctic ethereal. But the other three have a lot to do with it, and it is impossible to get back the lost time.

However, the impact caused cannot but be remedied.

Therefore, when Yiyun was away, Xi'er chose to wear three magic weapons and go out in person to kill. No matter how strong the growth ability of the magic weapon is, it is impossible to be as strong as the main weapon and the holder, and the speed at which the magic weapon grows on its own can never be faster than Xi'er wearing it to kill and absorb energy.

Xi'er's eyes were confused, the void was suspended, and she seemed to approach the battlefield very slowly step by step. Maybe it was unintentional, some masters of the two sessions of the demon world suddenly saw Xi'er approaching, subconsciously, a large number of people, trembling together, retreating......

"Killing Legends...... It's the killing legend that likes the madman, and the killing legend that the crazy man has come to the demon world! "Luoming will and Wave Society, more and more masters, chaos. The fear that had accumulated in the rivers and lakes for several years in the past, even after coming to the Three Realms for nearly three hundred years, still didn't have much color.

But not everyone is like this, how can it be everyone?

Some masters of the two sessions have improved their strength by leaps and bounds after the demon world, and they are full of confidence in themselves. Or in the past, he was a master of practicing skills, but after he arrived in the demon world, he turned to practice demon arts, and successfully made a good reputation. Or, more, something else......

"Don't be afraid, everyone! This is the demon world, not the rivers and lakes, if she dares to make a move, we will guide these demon god armies to attack her, and in cooperation with our joint efforts, this is her place of death! "People's hearts, with the encouragement of these masters who are famous in the demon world, have gradually stabilized.

Xi'er is getting closer and closer to the battlefield, and the purple-red energy light covering her whole body is getting richer and richer. As Xi'er approached, and gradually rose to mid-air figures, a large number of demon god troops and the demon kings who were leading the team were originally roaring, frightened, chaotic, low-level Yu Wangmo and demon lords, etc., kept retreating in panic and roaring, ignoring the continuous killing caused by the pursuing masters of the two sessions.

The seven demon kings, Yungong avoided some of the masters of the two associations who were around, and half-knelt on the ground, "Meet the Ethereal Great Demon King!" Xi'er's eyes were misty, wearing a purple-red Antarctic ethereal right hand, raising it lightly, and the middle finger lightly touched the side of her mouth.

chuckled out loud......

In the surrounding area, countless layers of fist shadow palm prints appeared out of thin air, purple and red, and spread out towards the surroundings layer by layer. Pieces of Yu Wangmo, the master of the two sessions, were penetrated by the purple fist shadow palm print, and the weak ones instantly turned into gas and died.

With a certain degree of strength, there is one more process, and countless purple-red rays of light will always be emitted in the body, and then, it will be diffused and disappear. Xi'er's long hair turned purple-red, and the length suddenly increased, encircling her body irregularly, dancing.

A moment later, in the purple and red fist shadow palm prints in the sky, Xi'er's figure appeared from time to time, and when it appeared, countless lines flew in all directions, and where it was hidden, the space showed an instantaneous distortion, and a large number of people, all of them, were gone.

Xi'er seemed to be tired of moving, her body was frozen in mid-air, she looked up slightly on her bewitching face, and laughed almost hysterically, that laughter, so crazy, so arrogant. Crazy laughter, pervasive into the minds of everyone around them, fear, quickly spread in each individual......

Originally, those masters who let out big words, as a symbolic existence, were the first to rush towards Xi'er, and they were also the fastest and earliest. The members of the two sessions, fearful, tried to flee from the battlefield, but in the next moment, they were swept through and dissipated by the purple fist shadow or palm print.

Yu Wangdemons, frightened trying to escape, Yu Wangdemons, there are too many. However, there was no way to escape, and three sides were tightly sealed by a wall of purple and red flames, and the Yu Wangmo who tried to rush out was instantly burned into gas. The Yu Wangdemons, who were terrified by the flames, were successively penetrated by the purple and red dense fist shadow palm prints, and in the same way, they turned into gas and disappeared without a trace.

The only ones who didn't move were the seven demon kings, who maintained a half-kneeling posture despite the cold sweat on their faces, their heads slightly bowed, and none of them dared to try to look up to watch the situation in the field. The rules of hell are the most basic etiquette of prostration. As the existence of the Demon King, everyone, the ability to control their own emotions, has a terrifying ability to regulate.

The wanton, crazy laughter gradually subsided and subsided.

All around, silence.

A red figure walked lightly towards the seven demon kings who were still kneeling on the ground. Xi'er's right hand, in the shape of a claw, probed into the heart of a demon king, and a purple-red light radiated from the demon king's chest, and after a while, there were only six people kneeling on the ground.

Xi'er didn't say a word, turned around in confusion, and left slowly.

The demon king who died, in the past, has always been, and the Demon Emperor belongs to the general of the Great Demon King. It wasn't until Xi'er's figure completely disappeared that the six demon kings slowly got up, bowed slightly in the direction of Xi'er's departure, changed their bodies and flew towards the headquarters of the Demon God Army.

In the eighteenth layer of hell, except for the two demon emperors, the most unprovoked person was the Zixiao King, even if they were other great demon kings of the same level, their attitudes towards the Zixiao King were very different. However, the most terrifying thing is the Ethereal King, in the battlefield, the Ethereal King's crazy killing ability makes the Great Demon King under the Demon Emperor of Yan change his color, and no one dares to try his edge.

The Ethereal King in the battle, if he is in a bad mood, will even kill the other Great Demon Queens in his own camp who are his non-direct subordinates. The other Great Demon Kings have never blamed the Ethereal King for this, because of the eighteen layers of hell, the most unprovoked Great Demon King is the Zixiao King, and the most terrifying king is the Ethereal King, the two of them.

In the demon world, there is a big news that shakes, the killing legends of the rivers and lakes in the past have appeared publicly in the demon world, and as soon as they make a move, they can easily destroy a large number of people from the three aspects of the Demon God Army and the Luoming Society.

Although the Demon God Army was also destroyed in the hands of the Killing Legend, the seven Demon Kings of the Demon God Army, who were strong, collectively bowed down to the Killing Legend and called, 'Ethereal King'.

Rumors and speculations followed, and the Killing Legend must have been one of the main leaders of the Demon God Army......

The killing legend killed the Demon God Army, which does not make this speculation impossible to establish in the slightest, the killing legend is a madman, as long as he is not happy, anyone can kill him, not to mention just killing a group of low-level soldiers whose number is nothing at all overall......

This news, not long after it came out, one after another, with high frequency. The people and horses fighting against the Demon God Army everywhere in the two sessions are all at war with the Demon God Army. A red figure appeared out of thin air, a demonic purple-red energy, and hysterical crazy laughter, echoing on the battlefield one after another.

Again and again, brought inhumane extermination killings.

The non-NPC organization of the demon world, the most powerful two associations, is also cast a shadow of fear. The legend of the killing, the reproduction, the blood-red figure, the eerie smile, the chuckle like a madman, the cruel means, the terrifying strength...... Ask the demon world, who can compete?

But where is he in our righteous legend? The evil witch killing legend has appeared, and it can become the spiritual pillar of the non-NPC existence in the demon world, and the one who competes with it, the legend of justice, where is he?

After reading the information with a headache, he said categorically, "I must find the killing legend, and I must have a face-to-face negotiation with her!" If this continues, the casualties of the masters of the Wave Society are too heavy, and although the number of masters of the Flying Demon Realm is now quite a lot, it is not at all on the same order of magnitude as the Demon God Army......"

Bai Agarwood said in a deep voice: "I'll go!" I'm going to find her, and it's going to be easier than you. I believe that the legend of the killing will never be a person who has a dead end, and I will succeed in dissuading her from this killing spree. Even if I sacrifice myself, I will definitely stop her! ”

Before he could speak, Bai Agarwood said in a serious tone, "As a member of the Wave Society, I have the responsibility and obligation to share the pressure for the owner, and I have this unshirkable responsibility for this matter!" ”

Bai Agarwood said goodbye and turned to leave. Waves stared at the white agarwood, the figure that made people feel extremely tall, for a while, it was stupid. 'I see, Xiaoyin, what you meant by that at the beginning, I understand, when he comes back, I will definitely hold him in my hands...... ' waves, staring sideways, at the door of the headquarters hall.

At the door, Xiaoyin, standing expressionlessly, this is the time for Xiaoyin to take office, when Xiaoyin is in office, her demeanor is always so light, as if never, there will be no emotional fluctuations......

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