Before the starlight and night did not cover the Phoenix Terrace, the scene in the eyes of the world was that the dragon and the enemy were on par, and there was no sign of defeat. But when the blue sky reappeared in the world, people found that the victory and defeat on the Phoenix Platform had been divided, and the result was beyond the expectations of most people.

On the Phoenix Stage, You Long's face was pale, prostrate on the ground, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood foam that he would have time to wipe in the future. The placket of his white clothes had been stained red with blood, and the blood stains had not yet dried, revealing a little embarrassment. On the other side of him, the Demon had already put away the Death Scythe, and the Infernal Demon King behind him had disappeared into the void. Compared to Youlong, the state of the enemy ghost is better, although the corners of the enemy's mouth have also overflowed with blood, but fortunately, he can still stand on the phoenix platform and not fall. Moreover, although the enemy ghost had put away his killing intent, his cultivation fluctuations were still very strong.

"It seems that I'm still slightly inferior! Brother Qiu, I lost in the next game. I hope that one day when we fight in the red dust, we will be able to learn with you. Your Infernal Demon King...... It is indeed invulnerable!" You Long raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, he stood up, and said with a fist clenched at the enemy.

"Brother You Long is humble, I'm just narrowly defeated, if the ten evil dragons that are warmed in your body cross the tribulation again, I'm afraid that the one who loses will be me. The enemy ghost didn't show much joy at his victory, he looked at You Longyun's light expression, nodded, and said softly.

Although the enemy ghost used the demon king's cloak behind him to obscure the starlight in the sky when the two fought just now, he still has lingering fears about You Long's exercises. The Ten Owl Evil Dragons that were cultivated by the Dragon Yuan and the Wandering Dragon's techniques were compatible, and the power they manifested together was too great. In the time of the tea just now, the dragon roared and the wind howled. The starry light pierced the Demon King's cloak and forced the Infernal Demon King behind him into a corner. The Infernal Demon King is not a creature in the yang world, but the dragon clan has a nature of evil, which makes the enemy very passive, if it weren't for the fact that the realm of the dragon is too low, the enemy would have been defeated. Chinese network update fastest Mobile terminal: ://Chinese network debut

"Hahaha, Brother Qiu doesn't need to compliment me, if you lose, you lose, and you are not unwilling. Anyway, you have a tough battle ahead, and I won't bother you anymore. It's time here, you and I will fight the red dust again!" You Long was also free and easy, he smiled loudly at the enemy, and walked off the Phoenix Terrace in a dashing manner.

"Little Ghost Friend, given that you have just fought with You Long Shaoxia and consumed a lot of physical strength, because your situation is relatively special, you can rest for a while. After your spiritual power is restored, it is not too late to fight a decisive battle. Seeing that the victory and defeat had been divided, Lei Zixiu stepped onto the phoenix platform and whispered to the enemy.

"Okay, then thank you Senior Lei!" Hearing Lei Zixiu's words, the enemy ghost clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully. Then, the enemy ghost turned his head to look at Murong Changfeng, and said loudly: "Brother Murong, wait for me for two quarters of an hour, and after two quarters of an hour, I will learn the magic skills of your Amorous Pavilion." ”

"Don't worry, in fact, you have already suffered a big loss in the battle between the two of us today, how can I be embarrassed to urge you!" Murong Changfeng looked at the tired look in the eyes of the enemy ghost, and said with a smile. In fact, as he said, the enemy ghost faced You Long and himself one after another, which was a great loss for the enemy.

Hearing Murong Changfeng's words, the enemy ghost was not hypocritical. He sat cross-legged, regaining his spiritual powers. I used to learn from You Long, although it was not for a long time, but the consumption of physical strength, spiritual power and divine consciousness was very large. The enemy took out three pills from his arms, stuffed them into his mouth, and recovered his strength without distraction.

About two quarters of an hour passed, the ghost slowly opened his eyes, and when his gaze swept towards Murong Changfeng, he knew that the ghost had recovered his spiritual power, because the ghost at this time looked like electricity, calm and calm, and the spiritual power emitted by his body was very strong, comparable to before.

"Brother Murong, please!" the enemy ghost walked to the center of the Phoenix Terrace, hugged his fists at Murong Changfeng, and said loudly. The enemy ghost had seen the discussion between Murong Changfeng and Duanmu Yuhan before, and he knew that Murong Changfeng's "Ruthless Heavenly Gong" was overbearing and abnormal, so he didn't dare to be careless.

After the enemy ghost finished speaking, his palms interlocked, and he whispered in his mouth, and directly summoned the Infernal Demon King. Although the phantom of the Infernal Demon King this time is only two feet high, the coercion he exudes is much stronger than a few days ago, it seems that the enemy has been secretly accumulating strength these days, and his cultivation has never stopped.

Seeing that the Infernal Demon King was summoned, Murong Changfeng roared, and the paper fan was sacrificed by him. Murong Changfeng stepped on the seven stars, and everywhere he passed, flowers were everywhere, and in just a breath, poppies had bloomed all over the Phoenix Terrace. In the sea of flowers, Murong Changfeng was dressed in white, and his romantic posture made others yearn for it.

When Murong Changfeng was only one zhang away from the enemy, Murong Changfeng's paper fan shook gently, and with the shaking of the paper fan, the sea of flowers on the Phoenix Platform grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. They gradually changed from a small flower bone to about a foot, and then, countless flower bones bloomed at the same time, making a soft sound of "pop". The poppies are blooming one after another, and when the flowers bloom, the sky and the earth are full of purple and red. When the delicate poppies bloomed all over the shrine, people saw red silk threads wafting out of the stamens of the poppies, they swayed lightly with the breeze, and finally grew into a three-foot-long red silk, surrounding Murong Changfeng. For some reason, when the people in the stands saw the thin red lines, even their senses slowed down by half a beat, and they saw their former lovers in the swaying of those silk lines, and the girls hidden in the depths of their memories were waving at them, as if they wanted to call them to the Phoenix Terrace. Seeing this, people began to run exercises to resist the throbbing of their hearts, and at the same time closed their eyes slightly, no longer looking at the red silk threads on the phoenix platform. It is clear to people that these silk threads are the embodiment of Murong Changfeng's exercises, and their purpose is to deceive people's divine sense.

"Love is deep to the bones, I want to ask for Fanchen!" When every poppy flower on the Phoenix Stage had red silk blooming, Murong Changfeng's eyes flashed, and he shouted coldly. With his roar, the red threads grew wildly to about a foot, and they swayed in the air, and finally rushed towards the Infernal Demon King behind the enemy.

As if he knew that those red silk threads were extremely difficult to deal with, the enemy ghost had a solemn look in his eyes, and he grabbed the death scythe with both hands and swung it towards the red silk threads. This Death Scythe is the enemy's natal weapon, and it has a close relationship with his skills, spiritual power, and the Infernal Demon King behind him, and he believes that as long as the Death Scythe is wielded, it will be able to cut the silk threads. And when the enemy's attention was completely focused on the silk thread in front of him, he found that the legs of both the Infernal Demon King and the Infernal Demon King behind him had been entwined with the silk thread. These threads were so tough that the demon had tried to break them with spiritual power, but found it to no avail.

And the red silk in the air is also extremely difficult, although the death scythe is indestructible, and the red silk is broken everywhere it passes, but those silk threads are like rivers and seas. Ten of them were cut off, and a hundred of them rushed up, and after a hundred of them were cut off, hundreds of them followed them, causing the evil spirits to be distraught.

At this time, the feet of the demon were already entwined with red silk threads, and the ends of those silk threads were very sharp, and they unknowingly pierced into the flesh and blood of the enemy. Although they are not as capable of absorbing the blood of the enemy as some of the strange creatures on the stars, they are constantly disturbing the consciousness of the enemy, making the enemy unconsciously think of the woman in his memory, as if he saw the scene where the girl fled from him many years ago because she was disgusted that she was the descendant of the Shura Temple and hated the ghostly aura on her body. The enemy's eyes were filled with anger, and he gradually forgot what happened to him in danger.

"Roar!" Just as the enemy ghost sank into his memory and couldn't extricate himself, the Infernal Demon King behind him suddenly let out a fierce roar, and it was this roar that interrupted the enemy's thoughts. After regaining his senses, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the enemy, and he was glad that he did not continue to indulge.

Although the enemy ghost was only immersed in his memory for a moment, this moment was enough for Murong Changfeng. Seeing the moment the enemy ghost lost his mind because of the entanglement of the red silk, Murong Changfeng rushed out like lightning and reached out with both palms to hit the enemy's chest. If this palm strikes, the enemy will be defeated.

However, just as Murong Changfeng's palm was about to slap on the enemy's chest, the enemy ghost suddenly let out a loud roar: "The demon king breaks his desires, scythe slashes the love silk!" With his roar, the death scythe emitted a jet-black light, and that light was indestructible, instantly cutting off the red silk wrapped around the enemy's body. After breaking the red silk, the sickle was castrated and flew straight towards Murong Changfeng's palm.

Seeing that the Death God Demon Scythe was terrifying, Murong Changfeng was so frightened that his hairs rose suddenly, and he suddenly withdrew his hand and stepped back. However, when he withdrew from a distance of about five feet, he suddenly felt an eerie aura behind him. In a panic, Murong Changfeng had no choice but to turn his head and watch, and found that the Infernal Demon King, who had a confused look in his eyes before, did not know when he had returned to normal, let alone when he appeared behind him. At this time, Murong Changfeng had the death god demon sickle of the enemy ghost in front of him, and the scythe of the Infernal Demon King in the back, which made Murong Changfeng already in a dilemma and in a desperate situation. In desperation, Murong Changfeng had no choice but to grit his teeth, and at the same time block the paper fan in front of him, hoping to block the sickle in the hand of the enemy. As for the illusionized magic sickle behind him, Murong Changfeng knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only carry it down. The scythe in the hands of the Infernal Demon King flickered black, but it was better than being slashed by the scythe in the hands of the enemy.

When Murong Changfeng closed his eyes tightly and prepared to resist the Demon Scythe Phantom, he found that there was no sound in his ears for a long time, and he did not feel any discomfort on his body. After a long time, Murong Changfeng finally opened his eyes and looked around. only to find that the enemy had already put away the sickle in his hand and was looking at him with a smile. And the red silk thread that was wrapped around the enemy ghost before had already been cut off by the enemy. The Infernal Demon King behind him had also disappeared behind him, standing beside the enemy again. Murong Changfeng knew that this was the enemy ghost who stopped the offensive at a critical moment, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.

"Brother Qiu, I lost, but there is one thing I don't understand, you have obviously been bound by the love silk spell in my "Ruthless Heavenly Gong", why can you still recover your clarity in such a short time?" Murong Changfeng put away the paper fan and put away the red silk in the sky, and then, he asked with a smile at the enemy.

"Actually, it wasn't me who cracked your love silk spell, "Ruthless Heavenly Gong" is known as the most holy treasure of the Amorous Pavilion, I don't have the strength to crack it now, the real reason for my victory is not me, but him!" The enemy ghost pointed to the Infernal Demon King behind him and said softly. Seeing that Murong Changfeng still had a puzzled expression, the enemy ghost shook his head, his eyes looked at the sky, as if he was talking to himself, and as if whispering to Murong Changfeng: "Do you know why he is called the Infernal Demon King?

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