A figure was standing in the heavy rain at the gate of Jiudu City. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a cyan dress draped over his body like a green feather, at first glance it was extremely charming.

The raindrops continued to fall along the edge of the umbrella, connecting continuously, forming a vast curtain of rain in front of her eyes that were as deep as a deep pool.

She was looking through the rain curtain at the battle between the good and the devil in the distance, and whispered to herself, "It seems that I should have come just in time." ”

This woman is only one person, but she stepped lightly into this city where half of the country has belonged to the Demon Gate of the Western Regions, as if she had done a trivial thing.

However, such a thing, which seemed to her to have no bright spot at all, made the monks outside the city whose eyes were eager to put on her show their incredibleness.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, and even if you look at it in a hurry, it is not far from a beauty of the level of the Demon Emperor Ling Xue.

Because of this, such a woman is even more dangerous in such a city where demonic cultivation is rampant, not to mention her...... Still alone.

If it weren't for her extremely high cultivation, this woman's entry into Jiudu City would be tantamount to a sheep entering a tiger's den.

But as the saying goes, none of the pretty women are fuel-efficient lamps.

Demon Emperor Ling Xue is so beautiful that she turns all beings upside down, so it is very difficult to deal with.

This woman is also the appearance of the city, and she is obviously shrewd, but could it be that she is another woman who is detached in her posture and appearance?

The sword qi suddenly broke through the air, and the demonic qi swept through countless rain curtains.

The waves of qi swept in all directions, this was the momentum of the Soul Forging Realm cultivator, this woman was really unlucky, she ran into such an iron plate as soon as she came up.

The woman in Tsing Yi had a calm face, and she felt the imminent sword qi, and she made a move.

Collect the umbrella.

Then he gently blocked to his side, covering the unstoppable killing opportunity.

A figure of a demon cultivator appeared in the void, the knife and the umbrella were intertwined, the fragile oil-paper umbrella was as calm as a mountain, but the sharp knife was trembling at the moment.

She pressed down, and with a bang, it was like a thunderbolt suddenly sounding in the city.

The ground cracked like a spider web, and the demon cultivator in the late stage of the Soul Forging Realm was already bleeding from seven orifices, and his eyes were unbelievable.

The woman in Tsing Yi opened the umbrella and continued to move forward, Fang Cai was only done in an instant, and at this moment, she returned to Fang Cai's movements again, as if nothing had been done, and even if anyone could observe it, they would find that the rain fell from the edge of the umbrella at the same angle as before the umbrella was collected.

The monks in all directions, whether they were demon cultivators or righteous paths, couldn't help but gasp after seeing this scene.

No one dared to provoke this beautiful woman again.

Even if she still doesn't exude any aura of shocking princely aura, even like a mortal woman, she will hold up an umbrella when the rain comes, and there is a bit of pity and pity between her eyebrows.

In front of the Dongming Palace.

Hummingbird, Zong Zhengyou and other Blood Night Monks were fighting against the Demon Cultivators, and of course there were monks on the Feather Emperor's side, but what interested the woman in Tsing Yi who stood quietly in the distance the most was these Blood Night Monks that Ling Xue had cultivated single-handedly.

Obviously, he only has the cultivation of the Gathering Yuan Realm and the Refining God Realm, but he can exert such an amazing combat power.

It may be rare for a group of people to have a genius who can fight across borders, but if everyone in the group is a genius in this way, it is really incredible.

She could see it clearly, but all the monks who fought too far beyond the ranks had a blood-red word written on the back of their left hand.

Night.

The word was magical, and she couldn't take her attention off it, as if she were about to be inhaled by the bright blood on it, like the flowers of hell.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and said, "These monks all have bright yellow eyes, but they are really ominous colors, what did that demon girl do?"

Song Gufeng suddenly encountered danger, and a monk from the Soul Forging Realm suddenly appeared on her back, and was about to behead her with a sword, just when the longbow somewhere was raised like a full moon.

The woman in Tsing Yi finally moved.

After taking a step, she came to Song Gufeng's side, the oil-paper umbrella covered the bead curtain that fell from the sky, she glanced at Song Gufeng, sighed softly, and secretly said that woman really has a way, although she is not good enough to threaten her, but as an entourage, this qualification and appearance are really too foul.

As she thought this, the sword of the Soul Forging Realm cultivator had already fallen, and at the same time, a phantom shadow of Qingluan loomed behind her.

Drops of rain turned into cyan feathers, danced lightly in the sky, and finally flew to a point, and nailed the monk with a sword to the wall of a nearby inn.

With a bang, the wind swept wildly, and the inn collapsed.

Song Gufeng, who was standing beside her, suddenly shrank his eyes, turned around to look, but found that this woman had already climbed the stairs with an umbrella, ready to log in to the Dongming True Palace.

Ke Yimeng pressed the bow and arrow that led but did not fire, and looked deeply at this woman, she found that this woman was not simple, although it was only the strength of the peak of the True King Realm, but it was even more unfathomable than some of the pseudo-emperors she had seen, this feeling was like seeing Yu Xiaoxian, the sect master of the Desolate Guqin Sect, this is a kind of profound temperament that can only be cultivated by the 10,000-year-old ancient sect, and it will not change because of the strength of her current cultivation, this is an indescribable temperament that emanates from her bones, but she didn't find that she has gradually begun to have this kind of temperament recently, but it seems more restrained, but when it is exuded one day, will be even more moving.

The woman in Tsing Yi suddenly stopped, she raised her eyes to look at the woman who was also peerless and graceful standing at the door of the mansion, she didn't know what she remembered, and the emotions along the way turned into her eyebrows slightly frowning at the moment.

Xuanbing King Wei Chi Ze also arrived at the battlefield of Jiudu City, and when he saw the woman in Tsing Yi, he showed irrepressible surprise, and said with a smile: "Before I came, I heard His Majesty Emperor Yu say that Lord Chu might also come, and now that I finally see you, I am even more relieved here in Jiudu City." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi said lightly: "I don't have the ability of the Demon Emperor to kill the emperor with a sword, and now I come here to see the excitement." ”

Ling Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, she couldn't figure it out, she had never met this Lord Chu, but listening to the other party's tone, it seemed that she had a great resentment towards herself, and she knew people's hearts well, she could hear that this was not limited to her dissatisfaction with her identity as a monster, but more of an emotion called jealousy, when did she offend this pretty beauty?

In fact, if Ling Xue knew this woman's ranking on the Luo Yan list a year ago, then she would have understood where this inexplicable resentment came from.

She is the sister of Yuhuang Leng Yeyu's classmates.

Qingluan Wang Chu Luoning.

Before Ling Xue reached the top of the Luoyan list and became the first beauty in Shenzhou, she was the tenth on the Luoyan list.