Xuan Lan glanced at him indifferently: "How long has it been?" ”

The demon clan bit his tongue in the middle of speaking: "What, what, how long has it been?" ”

Xuan Lan took a deep breath: "How long have I been here?" ”

He had lived in the Inner Demon Realm for several lifetimes, but it was obviously impossible for him to be outside for so long.

The demon clan tensed and moved in his throat: "Three, three months." ”

Xuan Lan turned around and stepped on the magic weapon in his hand, and the demon clan kowtowed behind him: "Thank you Venerable for not killing." ”

Xuan Lan flicked his sleeves, and a sudden wind blew on Cloud Island.

The wind swept off the leaves of the treetops and landed beside the demons.

He said, "When did I promise not to kill you?" ”

The blades turned into blades, taking the lives of all the demons on the island.

He didn't wait for the other monks, he tore a piece of his shirt and threw it into the air before setting out on his way home.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, his eyes suddenly went black and he fell straight to the bottom of the sea.

Outside the sky, in front of the viewing mirror, Tiandao, who didn't know that Xinglan had recovered his memory, relieved to change the picture to Lianqing's side.

If you miss two lives, you are destined to have no fate, as long as the fate of three lives is exhausted, the love catastrophe can be broken.

When the other monks woke up, they saw corpses that had been dead all over the place.

The captured Xianmen disciples were dying and locked in the caves on the island, and the demon clan that guarded them had been dead for a long time.

According to the disciples, it was the grass on the ground that suddenly grew like life, and then harvested the lives of the demon clan like a sharp blade.

Everything happened in an instant, and they didn't have time to react.

It was a good thing to be saved, and the monks immediately contacted their respective sects, but there was no news.

They had a sense of foreboding.

"Hurry back!"

……

At this time, outside the Xuantian Gate, Jiu Ling was reaching out to the Xuantian Gate disciples who had just spoken disrespectfully to him.

The disciple seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and was about to fly towards Jiu Ling, but he grabbed him with both hands.

Hanzhi and Muyuki had white faces and injuries on their bodies, but they still dragged their fellow disciples back and threw their swords at Jiu Ling.

"Humph! Megalomaniacal child! ”

"Since you like heroes so much, let's sacrifice the sword together!"

His five fingers became claws, and his demonic qi rose wildly, and he was about to pull the three of them to the tip of the demon-slaying sword, when suddenly several green rays of light burst out, cutting off the demonic qi of the nine spirits.

The three of them suddenly fell from mid-air.

The three of them turned their heads in surprise: "Hu ......"

Who is this?

Lian Qing fell from mid-air, and she didn't look at them.

Obviously, the appearance and body shape are different, but Mu Zhi still tentatively shouted: "Hu Qingqing? Elder Hu? ”

Lian Qing didn't give him a reaction.

Her demonic aura has never been released, because the Seven Tails of the Nine Spirits District have not been able to see through her identity, and she only thinks that she is the disciple of Xuantianmen who is not long-eyed.

"What are you, who came up to die?"

Lian Qing glanced at the Demon Slayer Sword that was soaked in blood, and smacked her lips not very obviously.

The demon clan brought by the Nine Spirits had already captured many Immortal Sect disciples and thrown them into the Blood Sacrifice Array.

The formation was strange, and the monk who had sealed the spiritual power couldn't move at all inside.

The head of the sect was devoured by the Heart Demon Realm, and at this time, the spiritual power was retrograde, and they had to protect the disciples with low cultivation, which was gradually exhausted.

The Demon Slayer Sword was pinched in the hand of Jiu Ling, and it seemed that it had developed a subtle connection with him.

She had just tried to summon it, but the demon slayer had already failed to recognize the master.

She put her hands behind her back and waved her hand at Xiao Nishiki and them, who were hidden in the crowd.

The Golden Rooster Demon and the others shrank back and waited quietly.

My king said, don't do it yet.

Lianqing's eyes rolled: "Hey, you are the eight-tailed fox demon who calls himself the demon king?" ”

"Ouch, why do you look like you only have seven tails?"

Jiu Ling's face turned his attention to her with an ugly face: "You are so bold! ”