Luo Yingzi suddenly took out his sword in a hurry, and pierced the gums of the earth demon with a fierce sword, and his wrist was forced, barely fixing himself in mid-air, and did not fall directly into the stomach of the necromantic creature, but at this moment, he had no way to run the divine power again, because he could not put on the starting posture needed to run the divine skill.

Suspended in the air, although he made a seal with one hand, because there was no vitality flow in his body, he could not gather the gangfeng, so he could only fight his physical strength to barely climb up, hoping to escape from this slimy trap, but how could the earth demon that devoured living beings let go of the meat in his mouth, and the huge mouth full of sharp teeth like a coelenterate suddenly closed towards the center.

In Luo Yingzi's screams, filled with endless despair, as well as full of hatred and unwillingness, the lower half of his body was directly cut off by the sharp teeth of the necromancer, as if he had been tortured by a waist cut, blood splattered, and his intestines flowed all over the ground. Under the severe pain, he struggled frantically, and actually crawled out of the terrifying giant mouth, and drew a dazzling blood stain almost 60 centimeters wide and more than three meters long on the sand.

The people at the scene, completely silent.

Yang Ziyi hid in the outermost part of the circle, her pupils trembled and looked at the scene in front of her, she covered her mouth tightly, not afraid that she would cry, but that she would vomit. She never thought that the end of going against this silver-haired boy was not defeat or death, but being eaten by monsters!

"It's a best-of-three game, so please get out of the way. The magician's voice was cold and emotionless, but as if it were the most disobedient order in the world, he forced all the loose cultivators to obediently retreat into the ruins on both sides, not daring to make any move. With a wave of the magician's hand, all the people of the Golden Sword Gate finally reacted from the shock, formed a force again, and slowly passed through this wide slaughter covered with blood, scorch, frost, and terror.

And the scattered cultivators, it wasn't until the people of the Golden Sword Gate disappeared from sight that they came back to their senses.

Zhen Duoshi crawled to the top of a broken pillar like a weasel and looked left and right for a long time before he flew down and hurriedly ran towards the place where they had been ambushed, and after a while, he found an extremely secret hole and climbed down like a dog.

After going down the hole, there was actually an underground corridor inside, and he ran a few steps in a panic, and came to a gorgeous door, and suddenly knelt down outside the door, and kowtowed his head with a bang:

"Master, Master, we have failed! The people of the Golden Daomen passed through the avenue and went north! We ...... Let's ask the master to be the master!" he kowtowed, and cried with snot and tears in his eyes, and babbled a lot, and finally told his so-called master about the defeat of Yingzi in the silver dust.

"Did you see Mingquan inside?" let Zhen Duoshi cry for a long time, and then a woman's voice came from inside, the voice was hoarse and dry, as if two pieces of metal with rough surfaces rubbing against each other, and when I heard it, I knew that the owner of the voice had injured his throat because of excessive howling.

"No, the slave only saw a woman he didn't know. It seems that the situation is the person of the Golden Knife Gate. Zhen Duoshi thought for a while, and made sure that he had not seen the person on the portrait that the master showed him, not to mention that he had also seen the real person of Mingquan.

"The woman of the Golden Knife Gate? ha, don't worry about that village woman. The owner of the hoarse voice sneered and said: "You go and send someone to keep an eye on the people of the Golden Dao Gate now, especially the silver-haired guy, pay attention, that kid feels very sensitive, if your people are deceived within three hundred steps, I am afraid that he will really be discovered, so I can only take those foreign things and watch them from a distance to determine their movements!

"The slave understands!" Zhen Duoshi stopped kowtowing at this time, and said in a posture of throwing his five bodies to the ground.

"That's good, you divide half of your men to scout the movements, and the rest of the people go with Hongu to fetch the monster legion!" said a hoarse voice, and the ornate and dilapidated door suddenly opened, and out of it came out of it that had barely changed in five years—

Flying Spring.

There is no visible change in her dress, look, body shape, and even eyes compared to five years ago, and her cultivation has basically not made any progress, but her heart has been completely transformed and has become a human weapon of the blazing white peony. Her voice had been completely ruined in five years of non-stop hellish training, and in return, she had mastered another powerful set of strange abilities.

She walked out of the gorgeous and gloomy underground palace room coldly and ruthlessly, and turned around seemingly casually, walking towards the depths of the corridor, Zhen Duoshi did not follow, because this man did not have the courage to do so.

Zhen Duoshi waited until Feiquan's footsteps could not be heard before he got up, and returned the same way as fast and thief-like a weasel, he didn't have the courage to glance at the place where Feiquan had disappeared, because he knew what was at the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is the lair of the dragon-headed scorpion-tailed beast, where countless dragon-headed scorpion-tailed beasts are crowded.

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【East China Sea Secret Realm: The Camp of Zhao Meiyu, the Prince of the United States】

When the light is at its most during the day, the camp of the prince of the beautiful king welcomes many guests who are reluctant to be invited.

The beauties who were tied into zongzi were untied by the disciples of the Divine Sword Gate, and they were persuaded to the side, and the three young people who were constantly struggling were subdued by the six Killing Matt, and they were dragged to the avenue outside the dilapidated hall, the wide sandy road was blocked by the Divine Sword Gate and the Golden Armor Forbidden Army, and the spectacular procession of hundreds of people surrounded a small artificial square, and in the center of the square, Zhao Meiyu was standing a little lazily.

His clothes were disheveled, and there were still a few dirty patches of unknown liquid on the hem of his double-twill gilt anti-water ice silk robe, and he had obviously just been fortunate to a certain "blessed" little junior sister of the Divine Sword Sect. In normal times, Zhao Meiyu would not be so boring, and when he was "going out to fight", he still thought about wine, meat, beauty, and skin enjoyment, but now he has no choice, he must find ways to complete the tasks issued in the "main god space".

That is, from the moment he began to practice "Dragon Proud Heavenly Battle Decision", the aura of Gangfeng on his body became the qi of Wang Ba, making him exude an emperor-like majesty and arrogance all the time, whether walking, eating, talking, sleeping, or playing with women, the people around him felt the faint dragon aura on his body, as if he was the Holy Lord of Heavenly Destiny, and the person who was most qualified to serve as the next emperor of the southern kingdom. The dragon qi on his body is completely different from the dragon qi on Zhao Lingfeng's body, he is the earth dragon qi, heavy, majestic, domineering, and there is also a mysterious magnetic field that attracts the opposite sex. Zhao Lingfeng's dragon qi is the qi of the heavenly dragon, communicating with Ziwei, brilliant and vast, but it is only revealed when necessary. Zhao Meiyu's dragon qi is used to conquer people, conquer his subordinates, and conquer his harem, while Zhao Lingfeng's dragon qi is used to conquer things, conquest holy weapons, conquer national fortunes, and conquer heaven and earth. The dragon qi of the two was slightly compared, and the superiority was immediately apparent, Zhao Meiyu's dragon qi was far inferior, and the breath on his body was, to put it bluntly, just the king eight qi who was about to turn into a dragon.

At this moment, the sky was bright, and one of the two Martial Killers of the Excalibur Gate was holding a canopy (parasol) for him, and the other was helping him sort out his clothes, and finally he was almost able to see people before the three of them were brought up. Zhao Meiyu waved his hand as arrogantly as Lao Tzu, and the woman who was tidying up her clothes went down backwards and silently, and at this moment, the three young people were just kicked to their knees by the six big men who killed Matt.

"What's the matter? As a child of the national family, don't you even know how to respect the elders and children?!" Zhao Meiyu reprimanded coldly, the aura of the king on her body became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding Shenjian Sect disciples gradually revealed a standard dementia that would only be revealed by a hybrid breed of a pig brother and a dog-legged soldier, but the three young people kneeling on the ground still held their heads high, as if their cervical vertebrae were mixed with memory metal.

"Is the guy who is a slave to the eunuch still qualified to be surnamed Zhao?" one of the young men sneered, not taking this high-ranking prince seriously at all.

His words successfully angered Zhao Meiyu and Zhao Meiyu's subordinates, the young Meiwang Shizi's eyes were red, and the beautiful eyes of a woman were instantly overflowing with blood, he opened his mouth and was about to roar, but found that his subordinates had already punched and kicked the young man who was disrespectful before his own order. The young man knew that he was not alive, and he did not resist much, but he could curse loudly, and his elegant words were full of endless obscenity and viciousness, which was even more terrifying than the legendary royal talent [Spirit Infection].

Zhao Meiyu was angry at first by his words, but after a while, he calmed down, and seemed to be a little comfortable with such a mental attack, he quickly pretended to cough and asked his subordinates to stop, in order to let the noisy subordinates hear, he had to pour some vitality into his throat, and as a result, such a very president-like cough almost burst his vocal cords.

The heads of the Divine Sword Gate's killers all stopped, quietly waiting for Zhao Meiyu's orders. After all, Zhao Meiyu is a figure who voted for the eunuchs, and even the cruelty of the eunuchs has learned a lot, he quietly stared at the hard-necked son of the prince, quietly felt the hatred and contempt radiating from the man's eyes, and suddenly cracked his mouth, revealing a vicious smile like an old eunuch:

"For the sake of the ancestors, my deity can't let you die, otherwise the charge of harming the same clan will be deducted, and the deity's plan may be unnecessarily affected...... However, the deity hates an ignorant and barking villain like you, and the deity has to let you watch the deity become famous in the future, and at that time, the deity will come to you again and ask you, and you will not be convinced......"

"Someone!" he waved his hand, and a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect respectfully appeared in the corner of her field of vision, bowed his hand respectfully, and said in a low voice: "The slave is here!"

"Pull this hard-boned guy down, cut off his limbs, castrate, cut off his tongue, and bring it back and throw it into a vat to make a human being! The law of the ancestors is clear, if the same clan is not allowed to kill him, the deity will not take his life!" Zhao Meiyu finished speaking in an official tone like a leader, and then heard a voice that was not quite right: "Yes......"

Zhao Meiyu turned her head a little surprised, and finally saw the young man who appeared in the corner of his vision, and he also remembered that it was the second seat of the Divine Sword Sect that strongly recommended his own sister to him, the future Holy Lord, Wang Shenhai.

At that moment, Zhao Meiyu happened to see Wang Shehai's legs trembling, and she knew that this kid was indiscriminately sending out that kindness again. Zhao Meiyu doesn't care, he himself doesn't think he is a heinous person, so he is not strict with his subordinates' occasional kindness, he remembered that this kid began to saddle up and serve him from the secret realm, which made him very comfortable, although he was often scolded by the so-called senior brother, but he couldn't stop the clever energy that was good at serving people. Zhao Meiyu asked herself, none of the maids in her house can compare to this person.

"This is a useful person, but not a guy who can be a cool official, forget it, use people's strengths, avoid people's shortcomings, and ask him to do so much. Zhao Meiyu's mind instantly swirled with such a thought, and she shouted loudly: "Wang Duwei! Wang Duwei! Someone has come to spread Wang Duwei!" He shouted a few times, and a golden chain mail statue ran over with a clatter, and saluted fiercely: "The last general!"

Imperial law, the armored general does not kneel when he sees the saint, because even if he is wearing chain mail, he basically can't do the action of squatting and kneeling, although the chain mail is much more flexible than the plate armor, it is still not as dexterous and light as the cloth armor, and there are always some actions that do not affect the battlefield can not be done. Zhao Meiyu naturally knew such common sense, and when she saw Wang Duwei's movements, she nodded her head obviously, which means: "The deity knows that you kneel and kowtow in your heart, and the deity is still optimistic about you." ”

"This man is handed over to you. Zhao Meiyu explained what she had just said to Wang Duwei. Wang Duwei thumped his chest and said loudly: "Order!" He is the captain of the forbidden army, he has been mixed in the imperial army for so many years, and he has long lost the so-called concept of right and wrong to nowhere, and the whole person is about to become the four big words of "obeying superiors". There was no sympathy or mercy for the son of the prince who was about to suffer misfortune, and immediately called two soldiers to take him away, as for the inhuman suffering that the person would suffer later, Heng Zhu and Wang Duwei had nothing to do with Zhao Meiyu at all.

Zhao Meiyu sent one away, and then turned back to look at the remaining two princes, and was very happy to find that their cervical vertebrae were suddenly gone, and the good head hung down to the chest, obviously softened by the shock. Zhao Meiyu walked back and forth with her hands behind her back with satisfaction, and said to the two, "Figured it out?"

"Lord Shizi, for the sake of the same clan, please spare the little ones!" one of them replied first, his tone full of servility, and the other nodded desperately in agreement.