The strange smile made Chu Tingjun suddenly wake up in his delusion, and he raised his hand and raised his arms to knock the Xuanhu in his arms straight out.

Xuanhu, who was already dying, suddenly flew up in the air, and landed lightly opposite Chu Tingjun, looking at Chu Tingjun with a shallow smile, her body was as light as a flying flower, and there was a little bit of serious injury there.

The snake Mei Gegege, who had been standing in the distance and had not spoken, laughed loudly, and even bent down with laughter, "Sister Fox, your ability to confuse men is really eye-opening to me, if it weren't for Old Man Tan's voice to disturb it, the soul of this Eastern Sky Blue Dragon would have been taken away by you." ”

Tan Yanbei put away the broken mirror reunion formation, slowly walked out of the Zen Xiang Teahouse, and said in a deep voice facing the three demon kings: "A thousand years ago, the same kind of nine-tailed fox spirit of the fox demon incarnated as the daughter of Su Hu of Yizhou, and caused chaos in the entire court with the temptation of his own red face, and finally ruined the Shang Dynasty. ”

He turned around and looked at Chu Tingjun outside the Zhentian Light Ball, and said in a solemn and solemn tone: "I know that you are the reincarnation of the Eastern Heavenly Blue Dragon, and now that the demon clan has invaded, the three worlds of heaven and earth have changed.

You are the head of the Quartet Star Monarch, since you were born in this era, you should take on the responsibility of subduing demons and subduing demons and maintaining the righteous path of Xuantian, you are the star lord of the East Heaven who has cultivated deeply, as long as you are a little careful, how can the fox demon's mere confusing technique confuse you half of your mind, in fact, the demon clan is the best at demagoguery, she just took advantage of your benevolence. ”

Chu Tingjun's face turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "What the old man taught me is that I thank my predecessor for the psychic illusion that woke up the demon just now. ”

The red-eyed blood turtle, who had been watching coldly from the side, suddenly laughed twice, and said in a voice like a broken gong: "Old man Tan, I can't get used to your self-righteous face, what if you have lived for tens of thousands of years? ”

He turned his head and looked at Chu Tingjun with blood-red eyes, and said gloomily: "Dongtian Xingjun, since you know Xuanhu's Nine Transformations Fansong, do you know her soul-transforming incense?

Chu Tingjun was stunned, Xuanhu's resentful dream-like aroma seemed to be still on the tip of his nose, and he secretly took a sip of true power, but the Changtian Autumn Water Technique in his body, which should have been surging, suddenly became empty, like dew dispelled by the sun.

He glared angrily at the Nine Transformations Xuanhu, who smiled like a flower, and said softly: "Oh, Brother Jun, what's wrong with you? Are you soft, it must be that my body is too heavy, you hugged me so hard just now, and you tired your brother!"

Chu Tingjun glared at her for a long time, and suddenly smiled faintly and said, "You are not heavy, you are as light as a leaf." ”

Xuanhu twisted his waist and said in a coquettish voice: "Then will you hug me again?" But I'm afraid you don't even have the strength to walk now!"

Tan Yanbei asked Chu Tingjun worriedly: "Have you been hit by the poisonous incense of the fox demon? I heard that the soul of the Nine Transformation Xuanhu is lost in soul and blood, and the bones are sealed in the snap of your fingers, how do you feel?"

Chu Tingjun looked at the three demon kings, and said slowly: "You demons are really insidious and cunning, and you are surprised for no reason, I have always been tolerant and have never opened a killing ring, but since you are so treacherous and despicable, then you don't need to go back to the demon world, and leave your life in the world." ”

When the words fell, Chu Tingjun took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged on the ground, his hands were left and right, his ten fingers were hooked, and he made a magic seal, and he groaned in a long voice: "Floating water sends infinite trees, and buries half of the mountain with rain clouds." ”

With his long chant, a cyan smoke rose from behind Chu Tingjun, like a dragon flying out of the clouds in the danqing ink.