Chapter 409: Illusion (3)
Woooooooo
Suddenly, a long horn sounded, and the demon tide finally stopped attacking and began to retreat in an orderly manner, but it did not retreat, but just stayed away from Ling Fei, waiting for the battle, and no longer let them die.
At this moment, Ling Fei's robe was dyed red with blood, like a group of bloodthirsty demon kings, who had just had a good meal, and those demon clans in the distance were the remnants of luck after the demon king's food.
But Ling Fei just smiled faintly, but in their eyes he was extremely frightened, as if the demon king was telling them, this time I am full, next time I will not be so lucky, that smile, with a bloodstained face, revealed a row of big white teeth, so that everyone can see the fangs of the devil in their hearts, and their hearts are excited.
Roar, roar, roar!
Suddenly, all the demon clans looked up to the sky and roared, screaming, greeting, summoning.
Ling Fei's eyes looked into the distance, and a white shadow suddenly flew out from the distance, his graceful figure, the flawless skin and face, the country and the city, and the cold and glamorous appearance, inspired the beast in the hearts of most men, wanting to conquer.
Delicate face, glamorous and moving, a smile, breathtaking.
His eyes moved slightly, staring at Ling Fei as if he were staring at his prey, and suddenly there was a series of laughter that made people numb all over his body, the voice was extremely charming, and the aroma hit, which made people feel refreshed, and he couldn't help but take a few big breaths, and the hearts of the demon clans were rippling, but Ling Fei still looked at it coldly, and there was no mercy on his lips: "Even if the city and the country are overwhelmed, it is difficult to hide the smell of foxes and the smelly demonic aura all over the body." ”
And the demon woman who was still full of peach blossoms just now, hearing this, her body was slightly sluggish, her silver teeth were clenched, and she lowered her head and clenched her fists. When he turned his head, he was still full of smiles, and this smile was incomparable, as if the heavens and the earth had dimmed his face.
Although Ling Fei admitted from the bottom of his heart that this person was like a fairy who had entered the mortal world, with a fanatical appearance and figure. But Ling Fei clearly understood that one person and one demon were enemies, so how could they appreciate it.
However, the woman lowered her head and gritted her teeth, as well as the action of clenching her fists, all under Ling Fei's eyes, Ling Fei laughed: "Oh, this, you are a dog demon, right?"
Ling Fei's sentence came out. All the demon clans let out angry roars, if the strength allowed, Ling Fei had become a fragment at this time, if the eyes could kill, I am afraid that Ling Fei would have already turned into dust.
Who was that woman, the goddess of their demon clan.
"Holy Maiden of Yao Palace, suppress this madman. The demons couldn't listen to it anymore and spoke one after another. Trying to say that the goddess of Yao Palace.
But this holy woman hadn't understood Ling Fei's words yet, what did the dog demon mean? There was a little confusion in her eyes. Looking at Ling Fei, he thought about Ling Fei's words incomprehensibly.
Ling Fei laughed: "It's a cute girl, innocent, innocent." Dog demon, if you say that you will change your face, you will change your face. Ling Fei enjoyed it, laughing constantly. Everyone knew that what Ling Fei said was not a good thing, but when Ling Fei said it himself, all the demons were stunned, it was like eating a dead child, and they scolded Ling Fei for being open-mouthed.
And this Yao Palace Holy Maiden finally couldn't help it. Instantly erupted, Ling Fei's eyes were cold, from the very beginning he knew that this woman's identity was probably not low, I heard them say that it seemed to be some kind of saint, when the cultivation broke out, the strength of the late stage of the Returning Mirror exploded, Ling Fei's heart was shocked.
The initiator finally appeared. In the middle stage of the Unified Mirror, although he was two levels higher than Ling Fei, Ling Fei faintly had a trace of fighting intent in his heart, after breaking through, Ling Fei stood in the early stage of the Unified Mirror, but he had never fought with the monks of the Unified Mirror, he longed for such a battle.
Ling Fei also became serious, the aura that did not erupt at the beginning in his body burst out instantly, killing those demon soldiers and demon generals did not use their own cultivation at all, at this moment, as if facing a great enemy, the Holy Maiden of Yao Palace was probably the most powerful opponent Ling Fei had encountered in this life.
If he was at the beginning of his cultivation, he could fight beyond the level, but when his cultivation became higher and higher, and his strength became stronger and stronger, he could clearly understand that at this time, the gap between the realms might be a heavenly moat.
But even so, he couldn't suppress the crazy battle intent in Ling Fei's heart at all, licking the chapped but blood-stained lips, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the Holy Maiden of Yao Palace was constantly humiliated, and it seemed that she was furious to the extreme, and her attack was the strongest move, and the demonic aura soared into the sky, dispelling the fog in the sky.
There was no stagnation in the demon slashing sword in Ling Fei's hand, Ling Fei did not have a complete swordsmanship, but because of a long time of comprehension and use, the use of swordsmanship turned out to be to the point of perfection, and the wave led to the crazy surge of the vitality of heaven and earth, the other party was the strongest killing move, Ling Fei did not dare to underestimate the enemy.
"Whoosh!"
A sword swept by, and that sword, like a streamer, was erratic, and like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, it seemed that the slightest carelessness would lose one's life.
Boom!
The loud noise continued to rise, Ling Fei's arms were numb, the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace was really the strength of the late stage of the Unified Mirror, under the bombardment, Ling Fei was at a disadvantage for a while, Ling Fei shook his numb arms, and was a little anxious in his heart, but how could the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace in the rampage manage so much, and instantly waved her sleeve robe again, and with a light wave, the general trend of heaven and earth pressed down towards Ling Fei with the attack.
However, even though this Yao Palace Holy Maiden was terrified in strength and attacked extremely fiercely, Ling Fei showed no mercy under her mouth: "Oh, don't fight, beating is kissing and scolding is love, so many people are watching, how can I be embarrassed?"
"No, no, no, it's not a human, it's a demon!"
"The demon brothers look at it, you and I are so tugging, what should I do if I can't get married in the future, I don't want it, I'm a family person. Ling Fei hugged his chest as he spoke, full of vulgarity.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you get dressed, such a big move, gone! What? Don't believe it? Don't you believe it, ask this demon brother?"
"Don't fight, people are born of people, demons are born of demons, do your parents know that you are so savage?"
That vulgarity made the demons almost crazy, and the corners of their mouths twitched, this thing simply doesn't leave a mouth for itself, it's a scoundrel. The Holy Maiden of Yao Palace was even more bruised, and all that greeted him was the crazy attack.
Like a towering mountain, compared to it, it seems to be like an ant, Ling Fei retreated, passive defense, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, in the face of such a strong enemy, Ling Fei did not have the slightest strength to fight back.
Suddenly, a glint flashed in Ling Fei's eyes, a little calculating, and the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace waved her sleeves, Qianying said, like a picture scroll was perfect, in the blink of an eye, the attack had arrived, Ling Fei secretly operated the gossip array in the dantian, Ling Fei operated slightly, and the gossip diagram worked rapidly.
The black and white Pisces appeared clearly, Ling Fei was secretly operating, but the surface still showed a look of being under persecution, retreating, the attack was about to hit Ling Fei, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the demons had a sense of joy on their faces, Ling Fei was too powerful, it was effortless to kill them, and the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace was going to avenge them, how could she not be happy?
But just as the attack was about to hit, a huge disk suddenly erupted from Ling Fei's body, and the eight directions of the huge disk were controlled by each hexagram, and the black and white double fish floated out, and a white light and a pitch-black light swept out.
The Holy Maiden of Yao Palace also noticed that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but her attack was so fierce that there was no room for maneuver, and Ling Fei's cold smile appeared.
Bang!! a loud bang, exploded from the top of the gossip giant disk, the gossip giant plate received pressure from the outside world, and immediately became unstable, not that the gossip giant disk is not strong, but Ling Fei's strength is really too far behind it, but on the other hand, the holy woman of Yao Palace, her body is like a kite with a broken string, she flew out for an unknown number of miles, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Wow!" his throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood kept spitting out, his face was pale, and the white clothes were stained with dust, no longer white, and at the same time, blood was splashed on the white clothes, like blooming flowers.
And at this moment, the demon slaying sword in Ling Fei's hand could no longer be controlled, and directly rose into the sky, flying in the direction of the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace, the speed was so fast that it was smacking, the sound of breaking the air whirred, whistling, and arrived in front of the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace, and the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace thought that it was Ling Fei's operation, and hurriedly resisted.
The sound of the explosion again, sounded, the demon sword, shaking a little uncontrollably in the air, for a moment, stabilized the figure, and for the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace, it was even worse, blood gushed out, and a large mouthful of blood slowly fell in the air like a colorful glow.
And the Demon Slashing Sword is like a hungry child, gulping the blood that makes him obsessed, and the essence blood in the late stage of the Guiyi Mirror makes him devour, and the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace seems to have a pale face, although there is a means to press the bottom of the box, but it is not suitable to fight at this time.
Looking at the strange demon slashing sword, and thinking about the strange gossip disc in front of Ling Fei, he felt a little in his heart, and hurriedly left the battlefield.
Woo woo...
The horn sounded again, the horn sound at this time was different from before, those demon clans were like a tide, receded in a moment, and the whole world became Ling Fei alone in an instant, the ground was full of blood, and the corpses everywhere, if it weren't for such a miserable appearance, no one would have believed that there was a great war before.
The Demon Slaying Sword absorbed the blood of the Holy Maiden of the Yao Palace and quieted down, the red body no longer whispered, no longer trembled, just like mortal iron, without the slightest spirituality at all, Ling Fei investigated to no avail, so she fled into the distance, she didn't know if the crazy Yao Palace Holy Maiden would go crazy and find a big group of helpers to deal with herself, if it was a group of unified mirrors to deal with Ling Fei, even if it was a gossip palm, Ling Fei would have to end up with hatred.
But for the change of the Demon Slaying Sword, Ling Fei felt that it was related to the bloodthirstiness, but the Demon Slaying Sword was his partner all the way over, accompanying him to kill countless demon clans, and something went wrong at this moment, as if cutting off Ling Fei's right arm, Ling Fei was faintly uneasy in his heart, but looking at the Demon Slaying Sword without the slightest spirituality, he was helpless. (To be continued.) )