After a few pillars of incense.

Outside the Demon Palace.

The north wind wails. Goose feathers and snow are falling and rolling. Frost in the cold.

The City of Ten Thousand Illusions is white.

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Wu Yiran, fixed, stood outside the Demon Chen Palace. In the snow. The cold wind blew the skirt robe fluttering, and the long hair flew wantonly.

She never thought that there would be today, even in a dream, this scene is difficult to dream.

She looked at the crystal coffin from afar, and thought silently in her heart, Mother-in-law, I remember when I was a child, I once asked you, what is the meaning of cultivation? You replied at that time, the way of cultivation lies in strengthening one's own body to protect the life of our clan.

Today, though I am guilty, I am strong!

I want the Demon Clan Spirit Butterfly to know that it's wrong!

I want the entire demon clan to know, although the demon clan spirit butterfly has identified the song, but I am the one who has the ability to protect the demon clan for thousands of years.

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"Wu Yiran, today, I will ask you to sacrifice your mother-in-law's spirit in the sky with blood!"

Wu Yiran was not in a hurry, his palms were folded, and he held his strength to resist. With a force, it shook and bounced the song out.

Back then, when she left the City of Ten Thousand Illusions, Wu Yiran's cultivation was nothing more than harmony, but this shock, she felt that Wu Yiran's cultivation had reached extinction! How did she break through multiple realms within a hundred years?

But seeing that Wu Yiran's body was burning with a blazing blue and purple light, the demon clan knew it, which meant that she had reached the cultivation of the demon clan's extinction.

And what she shows on weekdays is just the cultivation of the catastrophe.

The demon clan is all lazy, and the cultivation of the tribulation is already the top strength of this generation.

Unexpectedly, how Wu Yiran broke through, this is a realm that the demon clan must cultivate for tens of thousands of years to achieve!

Among the nine elders of the demon clan, only eight are cultivators of silence, and only one of them is an elder who is slightly inferior to his mother-in-law, Baili Ziqian, is a Mahayana cultivator.

Seeing this, the princess and His Royal Highness of the demon clan retreated.

Elder Baili Ziqian was furious: "Wu Yiran, you actually colluded with the human race and assassinated your mother-in-law, although you didn't do it yourself, but your crime should be punished!"

"I really didn't expect it to be you!" Elder Bei Ming Haotian accepted his kind face, and he also expressed resentment.

The Nine Great Elders besieged Wu Yiran with a fateful attitude.

Wu Yiran sneered: "It's up to you to wait?"

Poor Strange Beasts, Gluttony, Hanqi, and Chaos stepped forward to prepare for battle, Lele instantly transformed into a nine-headed bird standing beside the song, and Zhe also fanned the Kunpeng wings, pouring a little light and rain, posing to meet the enemy.

Wu Yiran was stunned for a moment, forgetting about them!

"And disperse, now, I, Wu Nige, want to avenge my mother-in-law with my own hands. Wu Ge pulled out the thousand-year-old chain of thorns and vines from his waist, swept the ground with a wave, and shook the whip. Barbs stand up at root.

Wu Yiran laughed and said, "Wu Song, you are so ridiculous! However, I will tell you about it after the battle, how ridiculous you are!"

After that, Wu Yiran drove his own mana, danced the arm phantom, and a blue halo was born on the soles of his feet, and between the arm dances, the blue halos on the soles of his feet spread out in all directions, converging into two chilling blue strong lights in the air, and slashed towards the song. The spell that Wu Yiran is chanting at this moment is the Lingshuang Gu of the demon clan's goblins, and casting this spell at this moment can make use of the surrounding chill to make the power of this spell the strongest.

If you can't make Wu Yiran's blood splash on the spot, even if you can't forgive yourself! Then, the golden qi in his chest was mobilized and dispersed.

Suddenly, the original blue aura in his body was actually merging with the golden aura, which was also mixed with the green aura that he sensed before fainting in the secret stone chamber of Baihuling. They are entangled.

It's just! Ling Shuang Gu has already slashed towards the song!

In an instant, the song sensed that the entangled breath in the body was majestic and surging, like a rushing waterfall!

Defend first! Nege quickly gave himself the spell shield he had realized earlier!

The breath of entanglement in the body is endless!

Under the crisis, the song had an idea, and the time for the spell shield to chant was extremely short!

If you cast this spell again, the spell shield will be layered again!

Cast again, layer upon layer, layer upon layer......

Song said in his heart, like this, it is the Ling Frost Gu that can be hard to shake this split!

"What about the song-" Zhe saw that the song didn't dodge or hide, he was planning to shake it hard, but Zhe could completely sense that this Ling Shuang Gu was extraordinary!

And no matter how many layers of the spell shield there are, there is no way to resist a Ling Frost Gu who has cultivated into a goblin!

Nege had a grim face, and continued to cast spells, and when Ling Shuang Gu was about to split his body, he shouted: "Stack!"

Layers of spell shields, all in one instant!

Bang –

Ling Shuang Gu struck on this spell shield that had been stacked with hundreds of layers, and it fell like a rain of blue light in an instant! The spell shield was not shaken in the slightest! Nege was unscathed!

Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that the song had actually fused all the spell shields into one!

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