The young man was like a ghost, his face was terrifying, and his body was broken, and he tore open the battlefield opened up by Ye Weiyang with one hand and stepped into it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the home of the night, the magnificent immortal hall rises and falls for nine days, and wisps of fairy light are sprinkled.

But the situation of the woman at this moment is not good, the blood stains the phoenix robe red, the beautiful face is as pale as snow, and the vitality on her body is about to dissipate.

When Fu Tuwei walked in, Ziji Ye held a majestic emperor sword and killed the woman who wanted to kill the jade.

He didn't have time to think about it, and he couldn't stop the destruction of the seal by the mandrill in his body, Fu Tuwei's figure flickered, and he appeared before Ye Weiyang, and the burial knife was swung out.

While!

The sword collided with the sword, and its sound was mighty and heard in all directions.

After an instant, the sword and the knife separated, and the flesh and blood on Fu Tuwei's body fell in a stream, revealing the white bones, the hand holding the knife, and the feet that stood on the ground, all of which were left with bones, and there was not a single piece of flesh and blood left.

He didn't retreat.

The white hand bones and dark knife made the young man more and more hideous and terrifying, and his internal organs were faintly visible......

Ziji Ye retreated more than 100 zhang, and the imperial soldiers in his hands were majestic and vast, which was a kind of supreme majesty, ruthless, indifferent, and high, as if a heavenly emperor of the ancient era reappeared.

At this time, Ziji Night, his cultivation was flamboyant, and he transcended Tongtian in half a step, his body was broken, and it was obviously difficult to withstand that powerful force, because it was not his physical body.

On the side, Ziji Snow fell to the ground, and his life was gone, and his body died.

Even her soul did not escape, and under the Weiyang Palace, Zi Jixue was completely scattered.

Snow falls, eternal layout, once empty!

Therefore, the night rage, the emperor of heaven and the divine soldiers appeared, and the killing, did not lead to the catastrophe.

If there is no floating Tu Wei, the woman will die, Zi Jiye looked at the ghost-like young man, his eyes gathered, and he said in a condensed voice: "The mandrill is defeated, heh, the mandrill, it is not the mountain pool after all!"

"But today you will die. ”

The sound fell, the body disappeared, before the floating slaughter, the night came, and the imperial soldiers were beheaded.

Sonor!

The burial knife greeted the sky, the sword and the knife met again, under the sound of gold and stone, there was a snorting sound, and pieces of flesh and blood broke away from Fu Tuwei's body and fell......

Seeing this, Zijiye's expression did not change, he retreated half a step, and the imperial soldiers slashed obliquely.

While!

The night is indifferent, the purple clothes are thick, and there is an emperor emerging.

This time the swords intersected, and under the head of Futu Wei, all the flesh and blood were shattered, and between the white bones, only a dark golden heart was beating, as if the gods were beating drums, roaring and shaking the sky.

Faintly visible in the heart, there is a huge black ape, bound by shackles, and a slightly smaller black ape, frantically biting the iron rope......

The night eyes condensed slightly, and his gaze swept over the shadow of the mandrill, he didn't expect it to fall to such a point, but at the same time, he was extremely afraid of the man who seemed to be a ghost in front of him.

This is most likely one of the future robbers......

This son must die, even if he didn't kill the flower, he must die, not to mention that because of the two of them, Xue is completely dead.

The killing intent rose, the purple pole night body dissipated, and appeared in front of Fu Tu Wei in an instant, the purple-clothed god was mighty, and for a while, Fu Tu Wei's raised hand stagnated for a thought.

It was this thought, when he broke free from the suppression of the emperor, the imperial soldiers of the purple polar night had already passed through the burial knife and slashed on the top of Fu Tuwei's head.

He could avoid this sword, but he couldn't avoid it, because behind him was a woman who was seriously injured and almost fell, and if he avoided it, she would definitely die.

Under the emperor's soldiers, the terrifying-looking Futu Wei did not retreat or avoid it, and this sword was cut on his head.

While!

The emperor's soldiers were cut at the skull, and those mottled flesh and blood were splashed and annihilated,

Click, the skull cracked, but only a small crack.

"What a hard bone!"

When Ziji Ye said secretly, a black knife slashed at his body, and this knife, he must have cut it in two.

Phew!

The blade was sharp, and under the burial knife, the figure dissipated, and this was just his afterimage.

A mile away, the purple qi gathered in the sky, and the figure of the purple polar night appeared, and on the purple clothes, there was a purple thunder dragon coiled, and the dragon power was pervasive, terrifying.

"True Dragon Soul!"

The two rays of light in his eyes flickered, and Fu Tuwei was covered in skeletons at this time, only one heart was still beating, and he held the funeral knife and stood in front of the woman.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, a violent beat, like thunder rolling in the sky, there was a trace of blood, flowing with ancient qi, like the reappearance of the Immortal Ancient Ancestor Buddha, and like the return of the nine dark burial nights, the dark golden blood, extending from the heart, outlining fine traces between the bones, on top of the traces, layers of flesh and blood were born, except for the heart, the five internal organs appeared, and the beating of the heart became more and more magnificent.

In just a few breaths, with a black hair flying, the youth was as usual.

Ahead, Zijiye's expression was slightly condensed, not because he didn't want to stop it, but because of the induction in the dark, it made him alert, if he stopped it, he would be robbed today.

And the next scene he saw, the vigilance in the dark became a reality, when the skin covered the heart, he saw the heart ape that was even bigger than the mandrill, and opened his eyes, and the dark eyes seemed to reveal disappointment.

Just looking at each other for a moment, Ziji Ye seemed to be hit by thunder, his body leaned back, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding.

What a powerful demon!

Zijiye's expression was awe-inspiring, and behind him, there were eight thunder dragons roaring, and in an instant, the nine dragons were coiled, and the purple-clothed young man was as majestic as the emperor of heaven.

He saw that the iron rope that imprisoned the powerful demon was broken, and the mandrill guy really liberated this powerful demon.

Although he didn't know why the demon didn't appear, he still needed to go all out, otherwise, he was looking for death.

The majestic Purple Pole Night looked up, he needed a quick battle, this body, unable to contain his full strength, would soon collapse.

Before this body collapses, he must kill the two people in front of him and wipe out the true spirits, otherwise, he doesn't know when the next encounter will be.

And the spiritual sense trembling in the dark made Ziji Ye's expression more and more cold, and the person in front of him was likely to be the biggest obstacle for the Ziji clan to enter this realm, and this person must not let him live.

The killing intent resumed, the thunder dragon roared, and the dragon was mighty to the sky, this is a dragon soul with ninety percent true dragon bloodline, and it is incomparably powerful.

The roaring sound distorted this realm, and if it weren't for the suppression of the Celestial Immortal Palace, the battlefield opened up by Ye Weiyang would inevitably collapse.

Rise!

Just when Ziji Night was killing, a more magnificent dragon groan came from the center of Fu Tu Wei's eyebrows, and a dragon groan became the only one in this realm.

The flying figure paused, and the purple pole night stood in the air, and the nine dragons circled around him.

Ahead, a huge dragon head, emerging from the center of Fu Tuwei's eyebrows, two dragon horns like swords, straight into the sky, the most terrifying thing is that one of its dragon horns is as big as the nine thunder dragons.

Then, the slender dragon body swayed out, the silver-white lin armor shone brightly, the brilliance was brilliant, a pair of dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun were stirred, the entire space was almost frozen, and those distorted voids were smoothed.

It roared at the nine thunder dragons: Ang!

The dragon roared and shook the sky, the nine thunder dragons whimpered, and the dragon's power was sluggish, and the dragon's eyes revealed great terror and great greed.

Tenryu!

Pure-blooded Celestial Dragons, as long as they eat it, they will definitely achieve the body of a true dragon.

That's a powerful existence that can slaughter gods and kill immortals.

The dragon is greedy, even to death, when the nine thunder dragons are frightened and greedy, Zi Jiye has planned to retreat, the appearance of this heavenly dragon makes him unable to kill Fu Tu Wei and the two.

Even, his own life is likely to be lost.

"After all, it's not your own physical ......"

Zi Jiye sighed, and the nine thunder dragons circling around him let out a terrible roar, and exploded with a bang!

The suppression of the Immortal Hall was gone, and a purple and luxurious Yuan Shen Palace, wrapped in nine dying thunder dragons, disappeared into nothingness.

"What a ruthless man!"

Tianlong said in a condensed voice, looking a little surprised: "But this will let you escape, how can the emperor's face be ......?"

With a soft snort, Tianlong spat out a ball of golden flame the size of an ordinary person's fist, and turned around and sank into the center of Futu Wei's eyebrows.

The golden flames flew into the void, and Fu Tu Wei faintly heard a muffled snort from the void, obviously, the person was injured.

Bowing his head, Fu Tuwei's gaze met with the huge black ape in his heart, and at this moment, the big guy was chewing on the body of the mandrill, and the mandrill was constantly struggling, screaming and scolding madly, scolding the demon for being ungrateful.

But no matter how it scolded, how it struggled, the devil was indifferent.

It behaves elegantly, as if a noble person is eating, but it is precisely this that makes the mandrill feel terrified.

It couldn't figure it out, shouldn't this demon be fighting with Fu Tu Wei endlessly? Then it calmly escaped, and even when they were both defeated, it devoured the heart ape and occupied Fu Tu Wei's body.

But this rhythm is not right......

The demon raised his head and met Fu Tuwei's gaze, grinning, and on the huge teeth, blood stained red, hideous and terrifying.

"Mountain Emperor, remember, the mandrill will die today, you must kill the Purple King within five years!

The demon's voice came, and then all the Fu Tu Wei in his heart was out of sight.

Looking up, looking at the pierced nothingness, looking at the broken mountain pool heaven and earth, Fu Tuwei suddenly snorted, and his body staggered.

The black hair on his head was turning white, his body was gradually shrinking, and his face became immature, and he was fifteen or sixteen years old again.

The even more dilapidated puppet flew out of his body, the void rose and fell, and in the eyes of Fu Tuwei, it turned into ashes......