The eyes of the Persian red orchid glowed, and the red and blue colors turned purple. The light www.biquge.info was extremely fast, so that the nine-tailed civet who was dodging and moving was suddenly hit.

Purple light entered from the nine-tailed civet's left eye, piercing the skull in an instant, and the divine consciousness was severely damaged and collapsed.

Zhan Qingyu was shocked, she couldn't imagine that this cat demon's innate skills were so special, and she couldn't defend it. was about to rescue the nine-tailed civet cat, but the Persian cat demon suddenly turned his head and shot the light towards Zhan Qingyu.

Dorjee and the six-armed Naga Ali immediately rushed to block when they saw it, but Zhan Qingyu had already sacrificed the wolf knife in front of him.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhan Qingyu had already predicted, so when the nine-tailed civet cat was injured and fell to the ground, it was ready. He took a step to rescue the Nine-Tails, and Persian Honglan immediately attacked him with light.

"Zizi!" There was a sound of energy melting, and the wolf knife trembled a few times before the light disappeared. Persian Honglan took a step back abruptly, her face darkened.

"Don't!" Dorjee's heart jumped suddenly, and the six-armed Naga was also dizzy in his mind. They were afraid that Zhan Qingyu would be injured by this light, and they knew that the head of the Heavenly Scripture Courtyard, who was close to the ninth-order strength, Zhuge Tianchang, was almost killed, and it was beyond common sense that their master could be spared.

"Don't come here, come here again and I'll kill him with one claw. Seeing that Zhan Qingyu resisted his talent attack without being injured, Persian Honglan suddenly felt bad in her heart.

In the late Eighth Order, she knew a lot about human cultivators, and even more so from the Demon King. Some cultivators can compete with the demon beasts against the heavens for the spirituality bestowed by the rules of heaven and earth, and there are very few such people.

Could it be that she let herself meet today? Persian Honglan was frightened in her heart, for fear that Zhan Qingyu would really be such a person who defied the sky, so she grabbed the neck of the nine-tailed civet cat and threatened.

Although the Nine-Tails were injured, they were still struggling. The painful injury made him unable to stop, but he was stuck by the Persian Red Orchid and could only struggle and protest.

"Hehe!" Zhan Qingyu blocked the light with a wolf knife, unharmed, and approached the Persian cat demon step by step.

"Your talent is very strange, and the light contains a lot of energy that is harmful to the soul. He held the wolf knife horizontally in front of him to prevent the cat demon from attacking again.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" Zhan Qingyu stopped about two feet away from the cat demon: "Or tell me your plan." ”

The cultivator of the middle stage of the eighth order was so bold to say in front of many demon soldiers that he wanted to kill the demons of the late eighth order, this was not braggadocio or arrogance, this kind of self-confidence came from the heart.

The cultivator felt Zhan Qingyu's strong heart, and at the same time, the demon soldiers were also shocked by Zhan Qingyu's momentum, and quietly took a few steps back to pull the encirclement even bigger.

"You think beautiful!" Although the cat demon was frightened by Zhan Qingyu, the dignity of being a demon in his heart was not discarded at all, but was stimulated by a part of his fierce nature.

"My demon king was plotted thousands of years ago and went through a lot of hardships, and he can't do anything about getting out of trouble today. The cat demon stuck the neck of the nine-tailed civet cat with one hand, and yelled at Zhan Qingyu.

"You can reject my natural skills with weapons, I don't think I'm your opponent, but you don't want to know the Demon King's plan. If you don't have mercy on your men, I'll disembowel him with one claw. Poof!"

The cat demon's words and claws immediately cut the tattered clothes on the chest of the nine-tailed civet, and seeing that Zhan Qingyu still had a resolute face, he knew that this was an unusual cultivator. can block her natural light with weapons, and she is definitely not a person to mess with.

So she threatened the life of the nine-tailed civet again: "The nine-tailed civet is a unique existence among my cat clan. With my Persian Red Orchid status, I have a natural light, and he must also have a strong natural Dao method. You quickly retreat and return your men, if you press me step by step, my men will be ruthless. ”

The cat demon chattered and threatened Zhan Qingyu, but the cultivator in front of him didn't move. There was nothing but a smile.

The words of the demon king and the demon queen suddenly appeared in the heart of Persian Honglan: "There is a person in the Xuan Netherworld who is extremely talented, who is good at fighting with the weak and the strong, and is born with a wolf knife in his hand. Build the Nine Heavens Palace, and move the Quartet......"

"Are you the Lord of the Nine Heavens Palace?, the current Dao Law Alliance Master of the Xuan Ming?" After thinking about it, Persian Honglan immediately verified her guess: "If you are really the Lord of the Nine Heavens Palace, I can tell you some news." But I have one condition......"

"Say!" Before Persian Honglan finished speaking, Zhan Qingyu asked her to say the conditions. Simply neat, without the slightest hint of the cat demon in his eyes.

Surprised by Zhan Qingyu's composure, Persian Honglan hesitated, stretched out her prickly tongue and licked her lips, which were slightly dry due to nervousness.

"One of the eight demon soldiers of my king has no direct target. The cat demon said slowly: "I don't know what to do, but that's all I can tell you." If you retreat, I will let go of the nine tails, and you and I will be leveled. ”

After speaking, he carefully looked at Zhan Qingyu's complexion, but found that the Lord of the Nine Heavens Hall in front of him was still blowing in the spring breeze, and he couldn't help but feel weak for a while.

"I, what I said is true... Don't come here... I'll strangle him......" The two pointed ears kept swinging because of nervousness, and the hands involuntarily exerted their strength.

"Uh!" The nine-tailed civet cat's divine sense was traumatized, and he couldn't help but let out a sound in pain when he was exerted by Persian Honglan.

"Huh?" Persian Honglan looked down and found that the nine-tailed civet who had been lying down for a long time was actually looking at her with open eyes and a smile. This discovery made her completely lose her patience, and she was ruthless in her heart and used her hand again.

If she is a step slower, she is afraid that the nine-tailed civet will have to use her innate skills, but she has heard that the nine-tailed civet has a talent that all of its kind cannot compete with.

But after all, it was still a step too late, and before the Persian cat demon had used any strength in his hands, the nine-tailed spirit cat actually spoke.

"Meow!" a long chirp, full of temptation and greed, and made her heart tremble in the good old days of spring. The surrounding demon soldiers were suddenly affected, and their eyes opened their mouths with round eyes, and strings of saliva flowed.

Zhan Qingyu smiled slightly, and took the first step to lay down the airway barrier, so that all the cultivators were isolated from the "Spirit Cat Calling Spring".

"Don't!" Persian Honglan's hands were no longer weak, and her two cat's paws fell to the ground. Resisting the extreme instinctive temptation, he collapsed on the nine-tailed spirit cat, raised his head slightly and looked at Zhan Qingyu and the nine-tailed spirit cat fiercely.

"Meow!" The nine-tailed civet lay on the ground and showed some smiles and screamed, and the natural skills poured directly into the Persian cat demon's divine soul, and Persian Honglan immediately lay on the nine-tailed civet cat's body.

The writhing Persian cat demon flashed with energy, and after a demonic qi was stirred, the delicate Persian cat demon lay on the chest of the nine tails.

The Persian cat couldn't stand on its legs, its mouth was open, and it bit hard at the neck of the Nine-Tails, one red and one blue, with deep longing at the bottom of its eyes.