"Listening to the meaning of the heavens, that old guy from the Demon God Sect seems to be impatient to make trouble."

"One day, I will go to the Demon God Sect and see the power of the so-called demon god!"

A touch of light and the urge to try flickered wildly in Fang Qingxue's eyes.

"It's not a small tone!"

In the darkness, a cold wind blew, and a perfect humanoid stepped out.

It is so handsome that it seems that there are no words to describe the face, if an ordinary woman is established, she is afraid that she will be infinitely intoxicated and lose herself at a glance.

A ray of divine light flashed from the eyes of the two.

But he has bypassed the deceptive appearance and seen its essence.

To put it bluntly, it's still a Shura.

In terms of cultivation, the perfect form that manifests itself from this body type alone has been clearly established.

Far more than the Shura just now.

"Enough to kill you!"

Sen Han spoke, and thunder and lightning flashed.

Fang Qingxue stood proudly, full of momentum.

Purple thunder, thick as a bucket, slashed down towards this perfect form Shura.

"It's a bit of a doorway, no wonder the kid from the Ying family couldn't stop you before."

In his indifferent words, he didn't seem to have taken Ying Tianqing into account at all.

In terms of cultivation, he is naturally no match for a generation of Demon Dao Emperors.

It's not too difficult to clean up.

Thunderbolts slashed on Shura's body, and apart from making it tremble slightly, it really didn't hurt even a single hair.

Fang Qingxue's eyes were cold, and she was really a little more serious.

Except for herself, it is naturally impossible for outsiders to know her hole cards.

However, since she has the confidence to fight against the demon god, it is impossible for her to come in vain.

Fang Qingxue has never been arrogant and does not know the height of the sky.

"Let me do it!"

"You struck and smashed the statue on the altar."

Step out, fists clenched, and five qi surrounding.

In an instant, the warning sign appeared in Shura's heart.

Hurriedly defending, a fist had already smashed into the chest.

There is indescribable confidence in his Shura body.

Not to mention ordinary fists, even real divine weapons, may not be able to break through.

The purple thunder and lightning that Fang Qingxue controlled just now were the best proof.

Although he didn't shoot the real territory, the purple thunder was also Fang Qingxue's angry shot.

If you don't have any ability, you have to turn into coke.

This Shura carried several thunderbolts one after another, but his face still did not change.

But the punch that hit the chest was an unbearable pain.

It was as if with this punch, the entire chest cavity was smashed.

showed a look of disbelief, and in the churning of blood and blood, a mouthful of blood spit out.

"What kind of punch are you?"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, this Shura obviously felt a lot better.

The handsome face is incomparably handsome, but it seems to have fallen into magma, and it is indescribably red.

"If you can stay alive, you naturally have the answer."

With a flash of light in his eyes, he punched again.

For this Great Shura, which had already evolved into a perfect form, Fang Qingxue was full of fear.

There is no choice but to use the hole cards to kill it.

But I didn't want to, at this time, Wei Wuji made a move.

As soon as he made a move, he injured this Shura.

It seems that for him, after all, he is still underestimated.

The look of thought flashed in her eyes, but Fang Qingxue's movements were not slow.

Without the powerful Shura blocking it, the remaining Yaksha army would be more numerous.

For Fang Qingxue, it's just an ant.

The thunder flickered, and a large number of yaksha fell, and the ashes were gone.

The pace of the Demon God Altar is getting closer and closer.

Shura, who was entangled with Wei Wuji, couldn't help but change his expression.

In the fierce expression, the momentum is even more vigorous.

Compared with Fang Cai's state of being entangled with Wei Wuji, it has undoubtedly been upgraded by one level again.

That woman must not be allowed to come near the altar of the demon god.

"I wasn't mistaken!"

"It's a pity you can't go!"

Wei Wuji's punch to block Shura's strength was also no more, no less, and one point higher.

After taking a deep look at Wei Wuji, Shura's expression became peaceful.

In addition to really giving up this life, everything that can be done has been done.

If it still can't be stopped, it's helpless.

Put aside the entanglement between Wei Wuji and Shura, and just talk about Fang Qingxue.

Along the way, he chopped melons and vegetables, and he didn't know how many yakshas.

The expression is indifferent, and the fierce can be described as a mess.

The moment he stepped onto the steps of the Demon God Altar, a gourd suddenly appeared above Fang Qingxue's head.

The light at the mouth of the gourd bloomed, and seven murderous flying swords evolved, attacking towards Fang Qingxue.

"Seven Kills Sword Formation!"

The essence light flashed in his eyes, and even more dazzling thunder converged on Fang Qingxue's body.

The immeasurable light dispelled the darkness of the underworld.

The two purple electric dragons circled around Fang Qingxue's body.

The terrifying power instantly destroyed the seven murderous flying swords.

"Poof!"

On the altar, under the statue of the demon god, there is a figure sitting cross-legged.

At the moment when the seven flying swords were destroyed, his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Those seven flying swords are the treasures of his life.

Overnight, it was completely destroyed by Fang Qingxue's thunder and lightning.

This kind of impact, although it does not involve his own life, is also very traumatic.

Coupled with the fact that years of hard work were ruined, a mouthful of blood came out naturally.

"Bastard woman, don't kill you, swear not to be a person!"

In the midst of the monstrous hatred, looking at Fang Qingxue, the emotions revealed in his eyes were enough to extinguish Qingxue.

Fang Qingxue naturally heard such a resentful curse from the other party, but her face didn't even change.

She is not even afraid of demon gods, and she is afraid of any resentment and curse.

The clothes on her body were inevitably stained with some Yaksha's blood, and Fang Qingxue finally stepped on the altar.

There was no time to look at the face full of resentment and curse, and a hand full of strength slapped the statue of the demon god fiercely.

As long as this statue is destroyed, even if the demon god has the means, he will not want to be a demon for a while.

"You're a female doll from Yuhuamen, you're really good!"

"No wonder that kid from the Ying family can't even stop Ying Xiantian's words."

Fang Qingxue's hand full of destructive power, the moment he touched the statue of the demon god, a vast will came.

The originally stiff statue was shrouded in light, and became a living flesh and blood.

But it was the will of the demon god that came.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, there is also an extremely resolute ruthlessness.

Dao Dao thunder exploded on the demon god.

If it was the true body of the demon god, she would definitely not say a word, and run away.

Now, it's just an embodiment of will.

Not necessarily without a chance.

"It's too much!"

The demon god who evolved into flesh and blood, Meiyu unconsciously raised.

In the churning of demonic energy, he kept slapping down at Fang Qingxue with his big hand.

And at this time, Fang Qingxue also understood that he could not continue to resist.

His body was wrapped in a thunderbolt, and he moved out of the altar of the demon god in the blink of an eye.

"Thunder Shift Dafa? Not bad! ”

"It's a pity that you can't hide from my demon god mudra."

With a touch of interest, the eyes of the self-demon god consciousness incarnate flickered.

"That's not entirely necessary."

In the calm voice, a multicolored palm poked out from the void and met the big handprint of the demon god.

The violent collision caused countless mist to roll.

Through this tumbling mist, that big hand contained Fang Qingxue and disappeared into the darkness.

"That hand just now, the aura that was revealed, seems to be the way of the five elements?"

"Could it be the Five Emperors Great Demon Divine Power?"

"When the descendants of the Emperor Huangquan were born?"

In the eyes of the demon god, an indescribable fiery flash flashed.

If it is really the heir of the Huangquan Emperor, it is really a great event.

Emperor Huangquan, a generation of Tianjiao of the Demon Dao six thousand years ago.

The power is far above today's innate nature.

More importantly, the Emperor of Huangquan hid the treasure house of Huangquan before he lost his trace.

The immeasurable wealth contained there is really exciting!

"Respected demon gods, we can't let them go like this."

The endless embarrassed figure lay in front of the demon god incarnation.

Those seven flying swords are years of painstaking effort, and they are all empty.

If you don't breathe this breath, you won't be able to sleep soundly in this life.

"Don't worry, that female doll has been hit by my demon god handprint, and she can't run."

"Command the Yaksha army to search for the whereabouts of the two."

If it was only a few disciples of the Feather Sect, as a demon god, he wouldn't care too much.

Now it seems to involve the Huangquan Treasure House, so you can't let it go no matter what.

With a paper order from the demon god, the underground world that was not peaceful was already peaceful.

Like boiling water, it is completely uncalm.

Groups of yakshas, in groups.

"What's going on?"

The sudden movement alarmed many cultivators in the underground world.

"I don't know, but something must have happened."

"Speaking of which, we can't seem to stay in this place."

Countless experiences were forced to be interrupted and withdrawn from the underground world.

If you don't retreat, you can't do it!

In the past, although this underground world is full of dangers, it is nothing to pay attention to.

Now this team of yaksha is out in groups, and once they meet, they will wait to surround it.

No matter how strong the cultivation is, the profound skills, in the face of the siege of countless Yakshas, there is only one way to choose from hitting the street.

"You're all right, are you?"

The Underworld, a place with no name, but relatively peaceful.

The colorful light flashed, and Wei Wuji appeared with Fang Qingxue, whose face was obviously wrong.

"I was hit by a demon god's big mudra, and the demonic qi entered the body, and I must have a quiet place, so that I can get rid of it quietly."

Fang Qingxue's face changed for a while, and she said with a feeling of discomfort.

"Do you need me to help you?"

Looking at Fang Qingxue's changing face, Wei Wuji asked.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

In an instant, the change in his face was more obvious.

Fang Qingxue still refused.

The relationship with Wei Wuji is good, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the underworld together.

There are some things, but they are still outside the scope of Fang Qingxue's acceptance.

With a wave of his hand, the dust here was removed, and Fang Qingxue sat cross-legged.

Purple light flickered on his face, and green mist continued to gush out on itself.

Wei Wuji took a deep look, and then patiently protected Fang Qingxue.

I don't know how long it took, but the purple light suppressed the green mist.

When he opened his mouth, he spit out, and the purple light of his face wrapped in green mist came out.

Fang Qingxue's abnormal face also returned to a normal state.

The moment I opened my eyes, the purple light flashed in the depths of my eyes.

"It seems that we can't stay in this place, we must return to the sect as soon as possible."

The faint movement in the darkness made Fang Qingxue's expression solemn.

There are so many Nakshatras, and there are many Shura leaders.

It seems that he doesn't want to let them go.

Once encircled, the consequences are unimaginable.

Since stepping into the cultivation world, Fang Qingxue has always been full of courage and courage.

But she also understands what it means not to do it.

Recklessness is definitely one of the major factors in losing one's life.

"Now we just want to leave, and it doesn't seem to be that easy."

Taking Fang Qingxue to escape from the Demon God's big handprint is not a difficult task.

It seemed a little difficult to leave the underworld with Fang Qingxue without alarming the Yaksha army.

Fang Qingxue didn't speak, and a jade talisman engraved with runes appeared in his hand.

"Boundary breakers? You're prepared! ”

Wei Wuji recognized the talisman in Fang Qingxue's hand at a glance.

Choose the Scripture Pavilion, in addition to the tranquility will not be disturbed too much.

Another reason is that there are enough books in it.

Knowledge is power.

Fang Qingxue Yu pinched his hand, and the boundary breaking talisman turned into a thunderbolt of light.

Forced to smash a big hole in the darkness of nothingness.

Without any hesitation, the two stepped into the black hole.

When the bright color came into view, it had already appeared in the Feather Gate.

"If you have something important, please see the master."

Glancing at Wei Wuji, Fang Qingxue shouted coquettishly.

The movement resounded throughout the Feather Gate.

"Looks like something happened to you."

"Then go to the retreat and talk slowly."

Feng Baiyu's body manifested, and he glanced deeply at Wei Wuji and Fang Qingxue.

With a wave of his hand, he took the two of them to the extreme depths of the Feather Gate, a place called the Feather Heavenly Palace.

Unspeakable envy and jealousy permeated the entire Feather Gate.

Hua Tiandu sat there cross-legged with a silent expression, and obvious emotions flashed between his eyebrows.

It still greatly shows that his mind is not calm.

The selection of disciples by the Feather Sect is divided into internal and external true transmissions, hundreds of millions and nearly tens of millions, but it is still only the surface of the Feather Sect.

The true essence of the Feather Gate is in the Feather Heavenly Palace.

Except for the previous heads of the sect and the retired elders, even the current elders could not enter the Feather Heavenly Palace without the order of the head of the sect.

Now, Fang Qingxue and Wei Wuji were brought into the Feather Heavenly Palace by the master.

If they don't have a little emotion, they shouldn't be normal at this stage.

The moment he walked through time and space, and stepped into the Feather Heavenly Palace, Wei Wuji raised his eyebrows.

In addition to the purer and richer vitality, the biggest difference is the flow of time.

It's about eight times the normal flow rate outside.

Feng Baiyu glanced at Wei Wuji deeply, but didn't say anything.

"You're so daring!"

After listening to Fang Qingxue's report, he came up about the specific situation of the underground world.

Feng Bai Yu looked at Wei Wuji slightly.

Demon God, he is naturally extremely familiar.

Even if it was only an incarnation of will, it was extremely remarkable to be able to safely rescue Fang Qingxue under his hands.