Lan Rui fixes the Dharma pool, and it is not easy to retreat and lock the spirit to repair the palace.

The four-layer crimson fairy screen outside the palace separates the inside and outside, and the Yin Charm and Lao Xiaochong are specially ordered to defend it tightly.

Mo Han stood in the middle of the Qingyu Road, and for some reason, he suddenly turned back, flashed quickly to the outside of the Falling Dust Palace, and looked at a few nasty little demons who were annoyed and angry, and knocked them to the ground.

Lan Rui was furious, so he could only relieve his anger by beating people.

Mo Hanyi thought of a better way to subdue the old goblin in his mouth, and with a triumphant smirk, he flashed to the Netherworld Forbidden Court.

The gray palace is proud and independent, leisurely, but it makes Mo Hanyi even more angry. In an instant, a ray of black light penetrated through the crack in the door, and outside the window, I saw the Netherworld Marquis and his subordinates drinking, chatting, and discussing various things. The Netherworld Marquis held a gray cup in his hand, smelled the fragrance on his lips, and saw a trace of black light floating on his face around the wine, silently, and drank it all. The god-level grade is three grades and four grids, and drinking it can turn the filth into nothing, and the little demons can not resolve it by subtle cultivation.

There was a deafening voice: "All down." ”

The spirit of the gods is not good for the darkness of the demon realm, and he thinks he is unlucky.

It is a shame to pity the public officials, to respect the power of God and obey God, but not to protect him.

The Netherworld Hou was cold and gentle on the outside, and when his voice was raised, something had happened, and he put down the cup in his hand and ran out one by one.

Slap after slap, slap after slap, screaming in pain.

Those who are not afraid of death: "The little karma demon is here again." ”

Behind the palm: "He is the worst, the most shameless." ”

Mo Han flashed by his side, and slapped left and right again.

"The bad, the bad, is the worst. ”

kicked a few broken hearts out of the forbidden court and floated on the surface of the Lethe River.

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A demon stirred up a splash, and the black slave was covered with water, and a ripple pushed the corpse boat to swim. was so angry that the black slave scolded: "Little business demons, you have the ability to kick them to the Demon Palace." ”

I couldn't get angry, and shouted again: "The old demon has just been washed, and he has been splashed with green dirt again." ”

"Damn, we have to pick them up and let the messenger send them back. ”

"Can you let the old demon be idle?"

While scolding angrily, he picked up green dirt.

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The Netherworld Marquis was not shocked or angry, his jaw drooped slightly, he closed his eyes and sighed, looking up, and sighed: "It's not settled for long, and I'm venting again." ”

Get straight to the point: "Are you a god?"

This king has been tricked for thousands of years, how can he not know that this king is a god? What is wrong with this black devil?

"Yes. ”

Mo Hanyi put on a posture: "In the past, the assassination of Zhizhi did not succeed, and today I treat you with kindness and give you a chance, if you can subdue this official, you will return the demeanor of the day; ”

All the days are eating, drinking, and having fun, punching wine, fighting and flying, today is not as straightforward as in the past, and there seems to be a little more gentleness and tenderness in the words and expressions. Although I knew that it was not a good thing, I still had to deal with it, and said, "Everything here, including here, has always been yours." ”

"I want you. ”

Surprised to the point of facial paralysis, like a frightened bird, nervous and puzzled: "This king?" Things were not straightened out, it was a mess, squeaky and whining: "This, this?" and smiled reluctantly: "This king originally belonged to the commander of the Demon Palace, and of course he also obeyed the dispatch of the demon." ”

The immaturity and naughtiness that children should have, giggled and said, "If you don't fight, then you won't fight." ”

Fighting, not fighting, making the Netherworld Marquis not know what to do.

"What do you mean?"

"I said I want you, and you said you belong to me, so you don't have to fight. ”

Mo Han is only limited to children according to his spiritual sense, and his love is simple and clean, and some meanings can't be reached at all, so he can only see the tricks: "This king does not belong to you, it does not belong to you, it is the ministry of this king that is under the control of the Demon Palace and the Devil." ”

"Just now, you clearly said that you are under my control. ”

The interception technique is the magic of the Demon Domain, which can break time and space and cut fragments.

Mo Hanyi cut out the broken words and placed them in front of the Netherworld: "You want to deny it?"

"It's the king's carelessness. ”

"Elders can't bully children. ”

"This king has never been disrespectful. ”

"It's all 50,000 years old, and they still cheat children. ”

Child? Mo Hanyi is three thousand, or four thousand. Often changing the moire order, level six, or level five, or level four, it seems that he can't tell his magic level quality.

The Demon Venerable has great trust in him, which shows that his true identity is not simple.

Now he can make friends everywhere with the order of the Demon Venerable, and act in violation of the rules everywhere, and the former Sun Concealment Division and the Prison Secretary all respect him as the superior, and they dare not detain and try it, and they have suffered many demons and spirits in the workshop, as well as these few immortals. No, I just burned down the Yuan Fang, and this time Zi Jingnu is still suffering in the Sunrise Division.

"Matter, you can ask the demon to take charge, but this king belongs to the divine domain. ”

"Long-winded. ”

Pick out the clear and say: "Demon, what do you want?"

Well.......

He simply said, "Your Lingji." ”

If you want to take the spiritual root of the body, this is the lifeblood of the gods.

"Without the divine beads, this monarch has no roots, no body, no form, no spirit and no energy, is the demon joking with this king?"

With a sad face, it is obvious that the situation is not good.

Mo Hanyi didn't look at his face at all, didn't speculate and didn't care, couldn't see through the incomparable hatred and hatred under the appearance of the Netherworld, and attacked rashly: "To give? or not to give?"

Sink into anger.

Muttered: "Turtle, grinding and chirping." ”

He is above the position and the god deity, and he is just a little-known god monarch, and the result is not easy to tie. In the past several confrontations, he has never won a single victory, and the only record is only a draw, and too much consumption will only lead to a death situation; if you don't fight, the karma will be enraged and the living beings in the forbidden court will be affected, at that time?

After pondering for a while, the Netherworld Marquis only had the Enlightenment Spirit, waiting for the two fairies to come to help.

Secretly whispered and Mo Yu, and brought the news to two places to wait for rescue.

"This king should fight, please let the devil spare the innocent creatures. ”

The casualties of the past are vivid, but in an instant.

Shallow recollection could not breathe, and suddenly said: "Give this king a few moments, and order them to hide as soon as possible." ”

A stump is born in the palm, and three thousand ink feathers are falling.

Noise, wailing.

The psychic light illuminated the handsome and melancholy face, the Netherworld Marquis stretched out his arms, twisted his wrist in three directions and pointed forward, and three thousand ink feathers flew out one after another with the secret order, telling the creatures in the forbidden court to flee quickly.

Han Cen is the ink spirit between the gap between life and death, the messenger between the realms, the leader of the ink feather, recording the ghosts and desires that have entered the underworld, and sending the news to the Sun-Covering Division. And at this moment, the message it got was to quickly inform the two fairies.

Mo Hanyi is just a child, an unknown birth, a nameless black devil who doesn't know where to go, Lethe River has no record, the Imperial Spirit has no foundation, and what is even more mysterious is that his cultivation is like the water of Lethe River, trickling long and immeasurable. From the previous combat experience, we can get a glimpse of Mo Hanyi's black devil nature, and the power depends on temperament, and the defeated person is often the black devil who is enraged to the extreme and the building collapses.

I had to fight today, so I could only put down my mind and show my magic weapon: "I hope this battle is the last battle for you and me." ”

"You lose, I win, it means that this official is qualified to play every realm here, only this official is your respected demon Mo Hanyi, and no one is allowed to disobey this official in the future. ”

"Hopefully it will be your way. ”

The ink here, after the magic core is called out, ten thousand layers of black light are born, like stones and ripples in water, and the light is everywhere like a warm light bath.

The Netherworld Marquis there suddenly turned into a gray light on the stump of nothingness, black and pressing, thick and heavy, retreated steadily, and ten branches towards the demon.

The demon core released mana and solidified a little, slowly extending into an ink sword, stabbing directly at the Netherworld with a light tail.

The ten dead branches carrying mana form a circular magic pool, and the mana of the ten dead branches is superimposed and the black nuclear energy is slammed into the law wall.

After the black light and the gray light collided, the power and energy were like the wind and waves on the surface of the sea, and they each wrapped themselves in the center of the magic pool.

In a quarter of an hour, the forbidden court was shaken, the Dining Palace collapsed, the sand table of the Three Thousand Realms was smashed by the falling gravel, the glazed lighthouse of the Wuchun Forest was shattered, the remnants of the branches and rotten trees were flying everywhere, and the rocks and rotten trees of the Xiao Shalin were flying everywhere, but fortunately, 30,000 ink crows and 100,000 spirit cats were quickly fled to the dry mound realm by Han Cen.

Netherworld Hou pondered that the Xiaoye Demon had not seen him for several years, and Yu Yuantan and the living beings had nourished the demon core and spells, but after all, they still achieved him, and he would become a troublesome person in the future. It is not enough to kill a netherworld, and it is not enough to destroy a city, but don't let the remnants and weak spirits of the city full of corpses end up miserable and cold.

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The clumps are dotted with flowers, and they are fragrant and fragrant.

The empty frost pestle stood under the magnolia tree, and pieces of white flowers fell leisurely in the center of her hand, and she didn't know it. The empty flow frost that fell into deep thought was occupied by many doubts, what was the red mark in the palm? Why did it easily overwhelm its own immortal method? Why did it have a faint pain point but it was intermittent? Why did there be some vague memory fragments? Suppressing the heavy depression of the heart, it was difficult to breathe.

While meditating, a piece of ink feather floated lightly in the air and slowly fell into the palm of the empty frost for a moment, and then turned into a herald messenger and stood in front of him.

The two index fingers knocked on each other and said sincerely: "Ask for help from the fairy, save my family's Hades." ”

A living person appeared in front of him and woke up the empty flow frost.

The collapse of the Forbidden Court Hall and the loss of flowers and grass are all made by Mo Han, and this little karma demon will never be able to stop the pace of trouble and destruction.

"Why are you fighting?"

The demon opened his mouth and closed his mouth to ask for the Hades Divine Bead. ”

"What's the use?"

"I don't know. ”

"Please, fairy, save my Hades quickly, this time the demon has made up his mind, I'm afraid my Hades will suffer again. ”

The two kings will inevitably hurt each other, one dead and one injured in today's battle, the Netherworld Marquis is a friend, Mo Han is not a friend, and he should help the Netherworld, but he angers the small karma demon, will it be the right thing to harm the humble creatures?

"Can you know about Lethe?"

"Han Cen has gone to ask for help. ”

The frost is full of ideas, and the number of methods is surging, all of which are the next policy.

Fairy Lanrui has seven tricks, and she will go to the rescue after communicating with her.

"You wait for your mana cultivation to be shallow, stay away quickly, and take refuge in the fang. ”

"Yes. ”

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And when he went to Lechuan, the charm was delicate, and he knew that the fairy was in retreat and cast spells to save the spirit.

The one who rescued must be the unknown and unknown palace Buyi, an unknown one, an unknown immortal root mortal body, if you want to come to this battle, it must be related to this spirit.

A rune leaf of flowing frost was passed into the Broken Dust Palace, floating in front of Lan Rui's eyes, and the rune was uploaded to frighten Lan Rui, and he couldn't get out for a while, and the secret order was passed on to the frost fairy outside the palace.

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The Netherworld Marquis and Mo Hanyi were fighting, a pale pink light cluster fell from the sky like a sharp knife, cutting off the gray light cluster and the black light cluster from the middle, and the mana rebounded and forced the two of them to retreat a dozen or so steps, but fortunately they were supported by the pink light cluster.

Neither Venerable was injured, but fortunately it was just the beginning, otherwise?

Mo Hanyi accused: "I can't last a few moments, I can get the divine bead, are you good? ”

"If the Netherworld Marquis is gone, who will accompany you to drink and fight. ”

Mo Hanyi took a sip with his fingers, and said sharply: "In the land of projectiles, just a few of you immortals, if you don't move, who will move?"

"If you are in a bad mood, you will find the Lanrui Fairy to drink and drink happily, and if you are not in a good mood, you will find the Netherworld Marquis to fight, and after a hearty drink, you will be happy and happy. ”

"What about you?"

"It can make you insult, scold, ostracize, and even destroy the fairy tree when you are grumpy, as long as you are happy. ”

"But what about my little palace?"

"Demonic and relieved, we will work together to find a way to save him. ”

Recently, Mo Yu informed the rumors in the fang, only to know that Mo Hanyi and the palace are not easy to stick together, so he knows the reason, but he can sacrifice himself to save others, do you have to kill this king?

"Do you have to save him?"

Mo Hanyi said bluntly: "You are a god, and you are a god." ”

Liushuang confessed in front of the gong: "Not necessarily. ”

"What do you mean?"

"If he is a mortal, he will be locked by the ink crow and reborn in Lethe, if he is a demon and a monster, he will be detained and killed, and now he is not recognized by several realms, and can only temporarily live in the fang. ”

I was a little dizzy, and said, "I don't understand, what do you mean?"

"An immortal root needs to be cultivated by a high-level Lingji, so that the qi will not be exhausted, the will will not be exhausted, and the form will not be separated. ”

"This king determined that he has the immortal body, and if he wants to return to the immortal realm, it is up to him, so the only place for him to go is Linlangfang. ”

"Fairy Lan Rui is casting a spell for him. ”

"It's not easy to persevere so far. ”

"Maybe it's because of the peculiarity of the Linggen. ”

"How did he get into Linlangfang?"

"Pink bells can absorb the mana of the little demon. ”

"It is natural for them to support each other. ”

"Thanks to the fairy. ”

"You also consume a lot. ”

"How many immortal bodies are there, but?"

"But the immortal root is different, and the immortal body cannot be integrated with the immortal root. ”

"Take one step and look at one step. ”

"It can only be so. ”

This came and went, and there was no chance for Mo Hanyi to interject, and he said angrily: "Which of you will give me Lingji?"

The Netherworld said casually, "You like him?"

"Like. ”

"Do you know that immortals and demons have different hearts. ”

"So what? Anyway, I like to be with Komiyanomiya, eat, drink, and have fun. ”

"Is that all?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to live with him?"

"Xiao Gong and I live in a mortal inn and live on a couch. ”

One god and one immortal, calm as water.

Kongliushuang grabbed Mo Hanyi's arm and said, "Let's go." ”

"What are you going to do? ”

"With the immortal body, look for Lingji again. ”

"Go back to the spirit world with me, and it's not easy to find an immortal body for the palace. ”

The old goblin said that the immortal body is the first step, and after completing it first, he will settle accounts with the Netherworld.