"How does Lao Tzu's trick 'kill without thinking' taste? It's not bad! A fool is a fool, if Lao Tzu really wants to be eliminated so easily, can he still be regarded as a legendary demon emperor?"

Chi You's figure slowly condensed, and it was obvious that the female smash did not cause him any harm. Instead, he was calculated and won a small victory.

"Ying Long, I have to admit that you do have a lot of places where you can restrain this seat. But just like that, you still can't win this seat, absolutely not!"

"Even if that's the case, you alone don't want to take me and Lu'er!"

Long Fei gritted his teeth, even if he couldn't fight the other party at the moment, if he continued to entangle, Chi You would have to pay a certain price.

And because the zombie has a strong self-repair ability, just when she speaks, the female squire has recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, saying that there is a kind of fight again.

"There's no need for that, today's battle should be a greeting. See you next time, it's a fight of life and death!"

After all, Chi You had already turned into a magic cloud and fled into the distance.

Looking at Chi You's distant back, Long Fei just shook his head. Unexpectedly, after breaking the seal, the strength of the other party seemed to far exceed that of thousands of years ago. What's more, at that time, they still united with Chang Xian, Li Mu and Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to jointly perform the Five Elements Formation before suppressing the Demon Emperor.

Now I have to go with the female rue, and if I want to eliminate Chiyou, it's just wishful thinking.

The female lu comforted softly, saying that even if she couldn't take the other party, it was more than enough to deal with the eighty-one demon kings. As long as the power of the demon clan is constantly weakened, Chi You will be alone at that time, and he will be annihilated in one fell swoop.

Long Fei nodded: "You are right! For the well-being of the common people in the world, but also for the eternal future of the two of us! No matter what kind of problems I encounter, I will definitely overcome them!"

The female girl was full of shyness, and buried the head of the mantis in Long Fei's arms. It seems that at this moment, there is only each other in the world, and nothing else.

Not to mention Long Fei and Nulu, how to join forces to find the bad luck of the eighty-one demon kings.

After solving some problems, everyone seemed a little tired and sleepy. So they collectively found a hotel that looked fairly clean, but no one lived in it, and hibernated.

In his sleep, Zhao Hangyu entered a misty illusion. Since he was still conscious, he immediately understood that someone was casting a spell on him. However, he has always been bold, so he is not in a hurry to break away from it, but wants to find out.

Walk through the quaint buildings and go to the backyard. The backyard is large and surrounded by towering trees that are almost always surrounded by one person, or even larger. The trees are full of foliage and are the size of a forest.

When I got to the center of the forest, I stopped in an empty space. This empty space, to put it bluntly, is that there are no trees growing in a distance of five zhang. Other than that, there is nothing else.

Zhao Hangyu glanced around, and used Tai Chi Yin and Yang Eyes to observe, and this blank space suddenly changed. A swarthy hole suddenly appeared in front of you, and a stone staircase extended down.

Walking down this staircase, as soon as I entered, I smelled a pungent smell of blood, and this smell of blood was very strong.

Zhao Hangyu frowned, his pace couldn't help but speed up, and after walking for about half a minute, he reached the underground. I saw a long stone corridor inside, and on top of the stone wall, there were piles of flames burning.

Suddenly, I instinctively felt that this place was full of resentment. The footsteps swayed slightly, and stopped. That's because the cold hairs on his back have suddenly stood up, and there are crying voices around.

It was very quiet, because I stopped, and I could only hear the slight explosion of these fires. These flames are strange, they are all pale blue, miserable.

Zhao Hangyu couldn't help but think, what kind of place is this? It is even more eerie than the underworld. And all these fires, how is it blue? There is such an amazing resentment around. He stood still for the moment, feeling as if something was staring at him in the darkness in the distance.

"These are corpse fires, and they are also corpse oil. ”

A thin voice crept into my ears, and the air around me grew colder, but the firelight grew brighter and brighter.

"Who's talking?"

Zhao Hangyu asked sharply, and suddenly, several pitch-black sleeve arrows shot out from the darkness. With a cold snort, he reached out and grabbed it expressionlessly, and a layer of golden flames appeared in his hand, directly controlling those sleeve arrows.

Then his face sank, and his five fingers pinched hard. These highly poisonous Hidden Arrows were actually crushed by him, and were burned by the golden fireworks, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When I walked to the end of the stone corridor and came to the corpse lamp, I found that the corpse lamp was actually a stone protruding from the stone wall, and this stone was stable.

Then it is inlaid with a bronze vessel in the shape of an almost bowl. It was full of yellow-brown corpse oil, and a white wick poked out of it. Above the wick, there was a faint blue flame.

Under the lamplight, a demon was holding a large emerald lantern in his left hand, and a brush made of white bone in his right hand, drawing some obscure demon totems and runes. If you take a closer look, it is actually one of the eighty-one demon kings: leaving four.

"It turned out to be you, a little, you think that by bringing me here through a dream, you can achieve your goal?"

Zhao Hangyu sneered, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, because the character in front of him could not pose a mortal threat to himself at all.

It doesn't matter if it's a face, it's just that it's constantly drawing. He said lightly: "It seems that you don't know the ability of this king, and that's fine." By the way, there are already enchantments around here, and being in it will only halve your strength. In other words, the king has won!"

By the time the last word was spoken, the lantern was finished. But when he saw Lisi's left hand holding a lantern in front of him, and his right index finger was on his lips, he didn't know what incantation he was chanting. Suddenly, a spherical firefly flew out of his head, circled around him, and then went directly into the lantern.

Suddenly, the entire lantern came out of the eerie atmosphere, which made people feel extremely oppressive and demonic, and the light was even greener and weird.

"Demon Soul Lights Up!"

Zhao Hangyu could see it clearly, and couldn't help blurting out. This is an extremely evil summoning technique, and the things needed for the ritual are also indispensable! that is, lamps, pens, and ink. The lantern is the lantern, made of the skin of the green ghost and the bones of the fierce monster.

The pen is a talisman brush, taken from the finger bones and hair of the Netherworld King. And to put it bluntly, it is the blood of the summoner, that is, the blood of the true demon essence.

Then use his soul to make a contract with the demon. In order to achieve, summon from the other world to the present world, and bless the summoner himself. As a result, the summoner's strength will be multiplied.

"You know a lot, but it's useless to say more, for the sake of the entire demon race, you must be eliminated!"

As he spoke, two fierce beasts flew out of the lantern, namely: the embryonic wolf and the fat legacy.

Seeing this, Zhao Hangyu suddenly laughed, and only said that who stipulated himself that he had to be trapped here? Then his left arm was raised high, and the Ten Yang Holy Bracelet burst out with a dazzling golden light, shaking so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

By the time vision was restored, the target had long since disappeared. Seeing that everything was arranged, he was slipped away by the other party. Wherever he was willing, he also turned into a black cloud and quickly caught up.

"It's pretty close, huh!"

Zhao Hangyu secretly sacrificed a few spirit runes, and under the injection of strong dàfǎ power, these talismans were suddenly combined into a huge golden rune dragon.

The golden dragon let out a long groan, and several swam back and forth. The embryonic wolf and the fat remains, the two ancient beasts, were completely torn to pieces. It was so stunned that he couldn't help himself for a long time.

Zhao Hangyu stretched out his hand to summon him, and Fu Long turned into a spirit rune again, which was put away by him.

"If you want to fight me, you are still tens of thousands of years late!"

The four faces were gloomy, and the lantern was put away. The brush in his hand suddenly grew in the wind, more than two feet long, and then he painted in the air. Strangely, there is no ink in this brush, but a tiger is slowly taking shape.

"Go!"

Then, the tiger disappeared in an instant. In front of Zhao Hangyu, there was really an ink-colored tiger with a pair of wings. There was a sharp roar from his mouth, and he pounced directly.

This roar shook the surrounding air, and it trembled violently. But I saw that this tiger was running like the wind, and its teeth were sharper than ordinary tigers, and the size was also very large. 21