Ren Tingxiu also recognized the god master, increased her vigilance, and came to the junction between the outer stage and the inner stage to prevent accidents. The masked man didn't move, and after laughing, he threw the fragments of the demon soul he had obtained from the flame deer's heart onto the four platforms, and sat back without moving. Seeing this, Ren Tingxiu guessed that he should be afraid of the Extreme Flame Demon, so he was calm and returned to the corner. Having seen the shocking blow with their own eyes, the viewer was in awe of the masked man, and sat down far away from the person, wondering in his heart why he wanted to save the flame deer.

Han Ningxin rolled up the spirit with the divine light silk and hugged it, looked at the masked man, and said, "Little demon girl, is it him?"

Zhu Rong gritted his teeth and said, "It's him, and he really came." The master's misery must be inseparable from him. Ning Xin, you let the Extreme Flame Demon save the master, and in the future, you will listen to whatever the little demon girl says. ”

Han Ningxin said: "I said, what I love to see the most is the appearance of the bad senior brother who is desperate to save the beauty." He's not dead yet. Or rather, playing dead. If he can't save the big demon girl, I'll screw off his head. ”

Zhu Rong snorted lightly with tears: "You are the most ruthless." ”

Han Ningxin showed a divine light spear in her hand, and threw it at Di Chongxiao, hitting the thick buttocks.

Di Chongxiao screamed, jumped up from the ground, and rubbed his buttocks.

Han Ningxin said: "Look at it." They all said they were playing dead. No one knows the bad senior brother better than me, he is trying to deceive the Seventh Sister of Shanzhen, so as to earn the Immortal Spirit Spring for nothing. Don't think about it. ”

Just as Han Ningxin understood Di Chongxiao, Di Chongxiao knew what Han Ningxin meant without asking, picked up the dead Vermilion Feather with a bitter face, took out a bottle of Immortal Spirit Spring from the illusion bag, and poured it into Vermilion Feather. The purple-haired fox jumped over, licked around Di Chongxiao, and the fox's tongue went over, and the injury was recovered. Di Chongxiao was both happy and sighed.

If it weren't for Han Ningxin's bad behavior, with Di Chongxiao and the Seventh Sister's friends, and with the kindness and sincerity of the Seventh Sister, Di Chongxiao would have been able to deceive two bottles of Immortal Spirit Spring this time.

The color of the vermilion feather turned dark purple, the death phase dissipated, the heartache returned, and the hair color returned, waking up leisurely.

Di Chongxiao shouted happily, kissing and touching it in the name of healing, and took out another tear of time after taking advantage of it. Zhu Hongyu took the suit, only to feel that he had returned to the time of Jingshi, and after a trance, his soul returned, and the divine light reappeared. Di Chongxiao picked up Zhu Hongyu horizontally and walked towards Han Ningxin's platform. The little brother was fine, the purple-haired fox returned to Ertai, and the lying fox was beside him.

"Why don't you ask?" Zhu Hongyu wrapped her arms around Di Chongxiao's neck and stared at him.

Di Chongxiao said: "Why do you ask? The big demon girl is not a demon or a big demon girl? The big demon girl is a demon way, what reason do you have to do things in the demon way? ”

Zhu Hongyu said: "You are such a wicked boy who has to make inches. I'm thirty-two this year. ”

Di Chongxiao said: "I had known that I would have let this Supreme Destroy this last fragile resistance." Is age very important to the God Exterminator? Even if it is, Grandpa Tree is hundreds of thousands of years old and still asks for a little daughter-in-law, but I can't ask for a big daughter-in-law? You are my woman and you don't run away. Well, if you don't think about it like this, you are the child daughter-in-law of my Di family. ”

"Got it. Zhu Hongyu is your Di Chongxiao's child daughter-in-law. No matter what happens in the future, it is. Zhu Hongyu smiled faintly, his eyes were bright.

Di Chongxiao was originally talking nonsense and amused, but he never expected that the big demon girl would laugh so innocently, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. The faint smile was like a flash in the pan, and the vermilion feather returned to the cold, and a divine crystal vermilion bird erupted at the mountain white tiger that was screaming uncontrollably not far away. The mountain white tiger turned around and fled, twisting and turning around his mouth for a while, the more he scolded, the more coarse he became, it was nothing more than the Di family boy who kissed and played and fell asleep, and Lao Tzu couldn't laugh when he laughed twice?

When he came to the stage, Zhu Rong tearfully pulled Zhu Hongyu onto the stage and cheered and hugged him. Zhu Hongyu was gentle and hugged. The big and small demon girls stand together, a pair of sisters. Di Chongxiao grinned at Han Ningxin and reached out to ask for Lingling. Han Ningxin glared and didn't give it, as soon as it was sent to me, it would be my pretty appearance. Di Chongxiao didn't have a curse, and after throwing away a few bottles of worry-free spirit pulp, he returned to Sitai, picked up the fragments thrown by the god master, turned around and went to the corpse of Yan Xiao, and recovered the spiritual source of the god heaven and earth from the divine crystal lotus canopy. In the end, Yan Xiao's divine light was gone, and this time, Di Chongxiao's income was very small, and he couldn't get it out.

Yan Xiao's corpse has no other use, Di Chongxiao first protected the corpse with divine light, and then went to take the fragment of the demon soul in his heart. At the moment when his hand was shattered, Yan Xiao, who should have died, suddenly opened his hand and hugged Di Chongxiao to death. The blood and water all over the ground flew in the air at the same time, converging into a blood net, and suddenly the cover was sturdy, covering Di Chongxiao. The blood web turned into a blood-colored spirit pattern at the touch of the body, binding the spirit.

The moment the residual blood in his body flowed out, Yan Xiao let go and fell back to the ground.

Di Chongxiao staggered away, his hand contained the thunder spirit, and stroked the blood-colored spirit pattern on his arm with the scorching thunder killing technique, but the spirit pattern seemed to be engraved in the skin and bones, and the burning did not disperse.

Qingxiao was full of disappointment, and when he saw this, he was happy in his heart, looking at the empty three, and secretly praised him as the strongest person in the Blood Soul Pavilion of the Third Peak of the Demon Dao, and his grasp of the timing was really excellent, and even Di Chongxiao did not escape the calculation.

Zhu Rong's tears are demonic, no matter what rules are irregular, his hand contains fire spirit, and he has to throw it when he shakes his hand. Zhu Hongyu held her hand. Zhu Rong was in tears.

"Tears, there are no limits to this fight. The moment set by the four masters is when the three and four are fighting each other, and it is also his ability to calculate the evil boy. Get back. Vermilion Feather jumped away from one and walked towards the corner.

Han Ningxin said: "Who is calculating whom, it is not known. Little demon girl, go back. ”

"Who wants to help him. Knowing that that guy was a group of blood that could drill around, he still collected the corpse in a big way, and was so angry that he wanted to kill him. Ignore him. Zhu Rong chased the big demon girl away with tears.

Han Ningxin poured the worry-free spirit syrup into Lingling, and held Lingling to look at the four platforms.

Xia Lie walked over, touched the sleeping spirit, and said: "It turned out to be a descendant of the Heavenly Demon Chongming, that kid is really crazy to the point of evil, even Chongming dares to stay by his side." However, although the Six Spirit Flying Wings are the best among the tiger beasts, they are too far away from Chongming, who will only have one in the world. Regardless of whether Chongming is male or female, he should not look down on the six spirit flying wings. ”

Han Ningxin said: "So Lingling will only follow the bad senior brother." In your eyes, the beast will always be just a beast, and it can only be used, always on the embankment, even if it has emotions. The emotions of evil spirits are no longer under people, what about the primeval beast gods? Is it really such an incredible thing to meet a little tiger girl who loves love in his heart for a long time?"

Xia Lie was noncommittal, stroked his beard and smiled, and looked at the four together.

At this time, most of Di Chongxiao's body blood water had turned into a blood-colored spirit pattern, and the remaining blood water was returned to the head of the Lord of Blood Prison. was in front of Di Chongxiao, his blood-red eyes were full of evil smiles.

How could Di Chongxiao be polite, facing the Lord of the Blood Prison is a slap made of a broken spirit. The blood from the head to the water is scattered, and there is nothing to be gained except for the blood on the forehead. Blood and water reunited, another head.

The Lord of Blood Hell said: "Di Chongxiao, do you regret it now? There is no limit to fighting, this opportunity is what you gave to this master." Now, even if you can summon the Sky Devouring Fox, you can't separate you and me. If you get your seven-pole fourfold blood soul, the master will be the ultimate god who breaks the boundary, and he will be able to completely control the blood pool of the demon prison, and then the master will be the immortal demon and the supreme world. ”

"The Sky Eater Fox is not my beast companion, you don't have to worry that the fox will come to my aid. Lord of Blood Hell, your control of timing is worthy of the name of the strongest person in the third peak of your Demon Dao. In the previous battle, all four were injured, and you took advantage of my serious injuries to sneak from the bottom of the platform to the body of Yan Xiao, hiding in the blood of the corpse. You won the bet, the corpse of the Yan Xiao is of no other use, I can't let him be incinerated by the fire spirit. That alone doesn't fool me, though. Di Chongxiao forcibly turned around and spewed a fierce thunder gun at the three somewhere.

The thunderbolt hit the platform, blasting out a crater, and there was a small ball of blood in the hole. Evil spirits rise.

The Lord of Blood Hell sucked the blood into his mouth and said, "It's just a small trick that should be. Di Chongxiao, you are only the recovery of the injury of the body, the damage of the divine soul is still there, the restoration of the divine system, the Yuan Ling Thunder is not at the peak, and even if you are seven extremes and four folds, it will not damage the master. You're so calculating, you might as well calculate how much time you have left. Hundreds, thousands, oh, the dragon spirit pattern on your arm is very imposing, it should be your derivative divine soul from building the divine descendant, don't you need to use it? Maybe you can drag a hundred. ”

Di Chongxiao said: "You're in the mood to laugh, it seems that you're in a good mood." Blood Lord, my soul is not an outlaw, but a man is an outlaw. Let's go to Huangquan together, find the burning people and the Yan Xiao, and play eight rounds of mahjong. ”

The Lord of Blood Prison said: "Di Chongxiao is worthy of being Di Chongxiao, and at this time, he can still be in the mood to talk nonsense and laugh." Let the master send you to Huangquan, Nangong Wangshan, Burning People and Yan Xiao are waiting for you to go, and they will play sixteen laps together. ”

Di Chongxiao grinned, raised his right hand forcibly, and hit his heart hard. Black light flashed in the heart, and the black crystal flower spirit pattern appeared, one after another, opening all over the body, as if the blood-colored spirit pattern contained the black crystal flower spirit pattern. Di Chongxiao re-unfolded the seven poles and quadruple. The four heaven and earth spirit source flew out of its own nose, converging into the seven-pole spirit source in the air, and the silver light shone out, enveloping the master in it. Divine killing technique Jade Dew Yingxia.

The Lord of the Blood Prison is already a blood-matched soul at his head, how can he put the powerful divine skill in his eyes, and he hopes that Di Chongxiao can give up restoring the divine system, as long as there is no spiritual change, the blood change is unstoppable. The Lord of the Blood Prison laughed, dispersed his head shape, and manipulated the blood-colored spirit pattern with all his heart, flowing through Di Chongxiao's whole body like a river, and the shape was fixed, and the blood-colored spirit patterns were connected and combined, turning into a blood pool spirit pattern. The blood pool spirit pattern is transformed into various beast-shaped spirit patterns, constantly biting and devouring those black crystal flower spirit patterns that are stubbornly guarding the flesh.

Soon, without the help of the aura change, the Black Crystal Flower Spirit Pattern was defeated, and except for the stubborn heart, the rest were occupied by the Blood Pool Spirit Pattern.

The Lord of the Blood Prison was endlessly proud, dividing the blood and water, and a sneering ghost head appeared on Di Chongxiao's chest.

Di Chongxiao also laughed, and the black god soul in his heart laughed even more evilly, there was a fool who wanted to monopolize the flesh and turn the flesh into a blood pool sacrifice, and the hateful fruit that made the master of desire helpless was about to explode.

Somewhere on the outer stage, Aunt Shu sealed the soul and whispered leisurely: "The Demon Hell Blood Pool formed by slaughtering hundreds of millions of living beings? The Miracle Fruit is the last spiritual light of all the deceased children in the long and endless years of this tree, and it is a supreme spiritual fruit with the remnant souls of tens of thousands of strong people and the divine light of the final battle of Demon Annihilation as the core, the Seven Extremes Spiritual Combination, the Spiritual Source Solid Form, the Lord of the Blood Prison, you would never think that the child was going to borrow your hand to carry out a cultivation of life and death." In order to seek the desperate practice of breaking the boundary. ”