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The purple flame light in Liu Yan'er's eyes suddenly became great, and in the void, a purple weapon gradually took shape, and the purple streamer continued to flow, under the beautiful arc of lotus petals, but it was a cold and harsh killing intent.

"Pure Purple Lotus"!

Only a super master of the same level like Meng Po could let Liu Yan'er use a unique weapon. The two people who have been accustomed to each other and don't know how many times they have fought are by no means below themselves in understanding each other.

Treating Meng Po, Liu Yan'er didn't want to talk too much at all.

And Meng Po, as soon as she saw Liu Yan'er's "Pure World Purple Lotus" appear, her grinning smile suddenly disappeared, and as soon as she grabbed the void in her left hand, the small black sword like a flexible tail fish suddenly appeared, spinning up and down. Purple flame, black flame surging suddenly.

At the feet of the two of them, the two auras continued to expand, sweeping the stumps and flesh all over the ground to fly, instantly clearing out two huge circular pure lands, and at the edge of this circle, purple and black flames were blazing.

Neither of them moved, but it was just a confrontation that seemed to melt the entire valley mouth.

The raging flames are like stepping into the heart of an erupting volcano. The scorching air distorted the space.

In the purple and black world, the two long and graceful figures were blurred. The boiling killing intent is the surging magma, the roar is the roar of the volcano, the earth can't withstand the tearing of this non-human force, and the rain is evaporated before it reaches the ground of the valley.

Not long after, because of the evaporated water vapor, a thick cloud formed above the heads of the two, boiling and surging, which made the atmosphere even more solemn and depressing. The scream that rose from the sky shattered the dark cloud, and the purple light flew out like a butterfly, and the lotus petals were misty in color. On the other side, under the black flame, the small sword that swirled around swelled, and it was already five or six meters in size in the blink of an eye, and the black light flashed, and when the head was split, the huge sword body was like Mount Tai pressing the top, but the strong and domineering aura was not at all like that of a delicate woman like Meng Po.

The lotus petals shuttled and flew, but they were not entangled with the black sword, and before the black flame, the lotus petals shook suddenly. With this subtle movement, there were more than dozens of purple rays in the air, and the shadows were constantly pulling, thousands of air currents were staggered and horizontal, and the black flame was cut into countless sections in an instant, Meng Po's face changed sharply, the black sword wanted to withdraw the defense but couldn't, she could only exert her strength again, the black sword suddenly expanded by a few points, the wind and thunder were even greater, and the black sword roared down, almost splitting Liu Yan'er into two pieces.

never thought that Liu Yan'er had no sign of retracting the lotus petals. The lotus petals are shining rapidly, fluttering their wings. Hei Yan didn't have time to contract, and was pierced by thousands of needle-like energy. The pure world purple lotus carries a huge and sharp true yuan power. Before the body reaches, it is like a piercing ice particle scraping on the face, and it hurts.

The complete madness of the death made Meng Po also feel frightened. couldn't help but retreat sharply, shouting sharply: "Liu Yan'er, you are crazy!" ”

Liu Yan'er was still staring at the retreating Meng Po, and Zhenyuan locked her dodge route, not caring about the black sword that was slashed at the head. Black light blasted down. Ziyan flashed, and on the other side, Meng Po also let out a painful snort, the black flame contracted, and a figure had already fallen, it was Mu Qingyang.

The body of the man who fell in the air seemed to tremble, and his inner abdomen was slightly reflexive, but then he withdrew his slight defensive posture and fell heavily to the ground without hesitation.

By the time the black flame was all withdrawn from her body, Meng Po's right arm already had a huge wound that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Her left hand was clutched in her right, blood oozing from her fingers. His hair was also a little scattered, and he stared at the Ziyan aura that was hit by the black sword in shock and anger.

The purple flame dispersed, Liu Yan'er looked much more embarrassed than Meng Po, her clothes were torn and torn by the huge impact just now, and her snow-white and delicate skin was revealed in many places, although there were no obvious external injuries on her body, but her slightly pale face confirmed that the impact she had just received was definitely not small. It's just that her eyes are still deep and firm, staring at Meng Po in mid-air. The Pure World Purple Lotus was suspended in front of her, stained with a few traces of blood, slowly flowing, gathering at the tip of the lotus petal, gradually full, and then unable to bear the weight of the fall, dripping into the water.

Meng Po's eyes flashed, first cautiously at Liu Yan'er, and then at Mu Qingyang who fell to the ground.

A smile on the corner of her lips gradually bloomed. She said faintly: "Liu Yan'er, even if he is an ancient demon body that has not been encountered for thousands of years, you can't fight with me with your life, this is not your character." ”

"You care so much, Meng Po, you and I are also the deputy hall masters of the Night Temple, but now you have openly come out to provoke and want to kidnap the candidate I chose, what do you mean?" Liu Yan'er's voice was cold and cold, and she didn't say a word to do it again.

"Purple Lotus Fairy, have you forgotten that it was you who first used your strength to help him gain a position in the Eastern Front Army, and you broke the rules first, can't I make some small mistakes once in a while."

"Ridiculous, don't you also have a private agreement with the demons?" Liu Yan'er sneered: "Tell me the rules, and don't see what you have done first." ”

Meng Po sighed faintly: "Don't talk about this, since you and I are both at fault, it can't be said who is targeting whom, but the matter of the ancient demon body, the fairy will not want to hide it all the time." ”

Liu Yan'er's face finally changed a little, and although the subtle expression was quickly concealed, it couldn't escape Meng Po's sharp eyes. With a slight turn of her eyes, Meng Po fell on Mu Qingyang: "There are few ancient demon bodies in the world, but you have been hiding it from the "hall master", which is really reverie." The purple light took off without warning, and its power immediately cut off Meng Po's sneer.

It's just that Meng Po has also been on guard for a long time, and her body has changed a few times, dodging the attack of the Pure World Purple Lotus.

The small black sword flew out again and entangled with the Purple Lotus of the Pure World. Without Mu Qingyang's burden, Meng Po easily blocked Liu Yan'er's attack. A giggling voice came from the air: "Fairy, I'm afraid it's not so easy for you to kill people, the two of us have been fighting for hundreds of years, if it is so easy to kill each other, one of us will not live in this world, you better dissipate your anger first." ”

The purple light flashed suddenly, and it returned to Liu Yan'er's body. Her face flushed and her body trembled slightly. But it returned to normal in an instant. Liu Yan'er understood that what Meng Po said was correct, she couldn't kill Meng Po, not to mention that the "hall master" would not allow such a thing to happen.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

She asked coldly, "If you just want to complain to the 'Hall Master', then please." ”

Meng Po flew down, her face was still smiling, but her right arm was stained with blood, looking quite hideous, she raised her right hand: "The fairy still helps me stop the blood first, this Pure World Purple Lotus destroys the blood quality, it is really a bit troublesome." ”

Liu Yan'er silently popped out a purple pill, Meng Po pinched it and applied it to the wound, and sure enough, the bleeding quickly stopped.

"Ancient demon body...... Meng Po's expression suddenly became a little yearning, and she let out a long and leisurely breath.

The rainstorm had already subsided, and the dark clouds had dispersed above the valley mouth, leaving only the cool breeze blowing, bringing a slight coolness.

"Heavenly Silkworm Gu, the fairy is also bloody." Meng Po Yuner smiled, glanced at Liu Yan'er with an indifferent expression, and then said: "Demon spirits, soul hunting is one, you use this poisonous evil thing to feed this kid, if ordinary people have died thousands of times, and only the ancient demon body can continue to digest and eat away at the power of this evil thing, the ancient demon body has a special physique, and it is the easiest to consume the power of evil things, leaving the purest energy, and the filtering function can be said to be the best furnace in the world, and it is really a good plan to nourish the body with demons......" Meng Po said so eloquently.

In the night breeze, her voice flickered high and low, like a candle flame in the wind, faintly held by a thin thread, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

It's just that neither of them noticed. The man lying on the ground trembled slightly. With that whisper, a little darkness seemed to engulf him...... A tear slipped down the corner of his eye......

I don't know when the late-night narration was broken. Meng Po and Liu Yan'er frowned almost at the same time, staring at the secluded Black Valley, but the look of facing a great enemy on their bodies was extremely rare.

In the dark, a faint female voice that couldn't hear any emotion came: "Zilian, Meng Po, I haven't seen you for a long time......"

Hearing this voice, Meng Po and Liu Yan'er's faces suddenly became ugly.

Jizo Bodhisattva!

No one could have imagined that this long-cherished enemy would appear here.

In the darkness, a white figure appeared silently. In terms of strength, Meng Po and Liu Yan'er teamed up not to be the opponent of this man, or even vulnerable, but somehow, looking at him Yingying coming, his elegant demeanor and elegant temperament without a trace of fireworks are completely impossible to describe in words.

With the peerless brilliance of Meng Po and Liu Yan'er, after this person appeared, it also dimmed. It was as if the focus of the space had shifted to the person. Meng Po and Liu Yan'er glanced at each other, and they both saw the thick look of fear in each other's eyes.

Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, are not characters in this world.

Just like them, when they come to this world, a hurricane can pass through with a random action.

The Temple of the Dark Night and the Buddha Gate are among the major forces in the clouds. It was a fateful battle that went back to an unknown era. And Jizo is the best figure in Buddhism, the king of Jizo, the Bodhisattva any title represents the existence of gods, Pingsuri, these mythical people are also extremely difficult for mortals to meet.

But tonight, the world's top man came here by coincidence. The undercurrent hidden in this is really hundreds of millions of times more turbulent than the calm on the surface. Liu Yan'er and Meng Po, the sworn enemies in the organization, invariably chose to be unanimous in their outward appearance when facing their long-cherished enemies.

The two of them knew very well that even in their heyday, joining forces would never be the opponent of King Jizo, not to mention that the two of them were not seriously injured in an infighting just now.

When I saw the ground hidden in the darkness walking leisurely. Meng Po suddenly flashed a flash of lightning in her mind, and then noticed that there was blood all over the ground, and a cold feeling seeped out bit by bit, and even her words carried a strong chill: "You killed these people?" ”

The tragic death of demons and dwarves, this is the lair of the abyss, and Meng Po, the person who can destroy them, could not have guessed it. But the appearance of Jizo made the faint premonition more and more intense. No matter how strong the demon is, it is only a matter of one finger against Jizo.

Jizo said lightly: "Sort of, I just changed their mental frequency a little, but I didn't expect them to kill each other." ”“

"In this way, then you must have been hiding to the side a long time ago, and you didn't come out until the two of us were almost fighting, what a good plan and good intentions." Meng Po stroked her palms and chuckled, unspeakably sarcastic.

Jizang was still that elegant and immortal, and he didn't feel anything about Meng Po's sarcasm, and said calmly: "I'm not here to wait for you. ”

The two women on the opposite side were slightly stunned.

Is there anyone else in this world who can work for the king of Jizo? This incredible thing came from the mouth of Jizo, and they couldn't believe it.

The two glanced at each other, and both understood each other's thoughts, Meng Po smiled: "That's the case, then don't bother, Jizo Bodhisattva, please feel free, let's go first." ”

She was about to grab Mu Qingyang on the ground.

"Wait." Jizo's voice came again, and Liu Yan'er's face had turned cold: "What, do you want to keep us." ”

The black sword and the purple lotus appeared in the void at the same time. The air suddenly seemed to be squeezed into substance, and the clothes of Jizo in the eye of the hurricane fluttered, but his expression was still calm, and his white fingers lightly tapped Mu Qingyang on the ground: "You can go, he must stay, the person we are waiting for is him." ”

The tyrannical air pressure suddenly stagnated, and Meng Po and Liu Yan'er obviously had huge mental fluctuations. They really don't know how to describe their feelings. However, Liu Yan'er's expression became more poignant, and the Purple Lotus of the Pure World was about to burst.

Seeing this, Meng Po hurriedly took a step forward, half-blocking Liu Yan'er, who was about to move, and a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Jizo Bodhisattva, although our Night Temple and your Buddhism have always been at odds, but in the past few decades, everyone has been fine, do you know that this person on the ground is a candidate for our Lord of the Night, and he is an ancient demon body, I'm afraid we can't let you get your wish."

Jizo's eyes didn't wave, but he raised one hand, and a layer of watery ripples spread out in his palm. As soon as she saw that posture, Meng Po scolded secretly. Needless to say, as a long-cherished enemy who has dealt with countless times, Meng Po is very aware of the character of those guys in Buddhism, and there is simply no human emotion.

Jizo's actions already represent his meaning, and if Mu Qingyang is not left, he can only solve it by force. In normal times, when they meet the king of Jizo, they can only retreat. It's just that today, who would have thought that the rare ancient demon body was right in front of him?

Ancient Demon ...... To give up, or not to give up? The purple light flashed around her, and while Meng Po was still weighing, Liu Yan'er's Pure World Purple Lotus had already attacked towards Jizang, sprinkling a purple light curtain.

The watery ripples in Jizo's hands also took shape at this time. The ice crystal-colored short sword was from bottom to top, with an oblique pick, and with a simple movement, the huge momentum of the purple light collapsed, revealing the body of the Pure World Purple Lotus. Bing Ying flew out quickly, and had the most direct collision with the Pure World Purple Lotus, countless qi sword shadows jumped and flickered, exploding wave after wave of airflow, the three people who confronted each other were okay, but Mu Qingyang on the ground was shocked by this strong airflow and flew away, falling fifty or sixty meters away, this collision surging breath only lasted for a moment, and was compressed back by an invisible force.

With a single palm hook with a flat expression, the Ice Ying Sword easily got rid of the power of contraction and returned to his palm. And Liu Yan'er, who had accumulated a huge amount of strength, lost her opponent, as if she was fighting in the air with all her strength.

The two forces instantly reversed back, Liu Yan'er snorted in pain, this time, the old injuries and new injuries together, she could no longer suppress the sweetness of her throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person retreated more than ten steps, staggering and about to fall.

Meng Po quickly retreated and came to her side to support her. In his heart, he was shocked and frightened, it was true that Liu Yan'er was injured, but Jizang's combat power was too terrifying. It's been since I last saw him...... It's been 80 years. Eighty years later, his current strength has reached such an unbelievable level.

Liu Yan'er spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, her face was like gold paper, her eyes were closed, her lips trembled, if it wasn't for Meng Po's support, she would have fallen down long ago. On the other hand, Jizo was at ease, with no joy at the success of a single blow on his face, nor ridicule at the enemy, and said calmly: "Let me take him or I will kill you." ”

In this world, I am afraid that the only person in front of me can speak to the two holy envoys of the Night Temple like this. Even a proud person like Meng Po had to acquiesce that Jizo was qualified to say such things.

It's just that she still couldn't help asking: "What do you want him to do, although it is an ancient demon body, but you Buddhism doesn't need it." ”

With a faint smile, Jizo didn't answer.

The look of humiliation in Meng Po's eyes flashed, and she could only endure this breath, stared at it for a moment, bowed her head in a dejected manner, and said astringently: "Fairy, let's go." ”

"Fairy ......"

"Liu Yan'er ......"

Just when Meng Po felt that something was wrong, a shuddering aura seeped out.

With a "snap", Meng Po was swept out. (To be continued.) )