"Dead?" Qi Qi let out a contemptuous chuckle, "I wouldn't have died in the battle of immortals and demons back then, just because of a few of you mortals, you want me to die?" ”

Qi Qi's gaze swept over several people with disdain, and everywhere he looked, dozens of thunderbolts fell.

The four of them floated back, dodging the purple thunderbolts, their bodies gradually disappearing into the dark golden mist.

Qiqi's eyes flashed with alertness, and it was bathed in thunder and lightning, ready to attack.

But several people never reappeared.

Qiqi's patience was gradually tempered, and he let out a few angry roars.

The roar echoed through the dark golden mist, and finally disappeared into the depths of the mist.

"No matter how mysterious this formation is, the four of them are just mortals after all." Qi Qi thought secretly, "Even if I can't penetrate the mystery of this formation, a few mortals shouldn't be able to hurt themselves." ”

After all, even if he has been sealed for 10,000 years, his strength is only one-twelfth of his peak, and he should be able to deal with a group of mortals.

"It's all to blame Xiangliu for that waste, who told me at the beginning that the roe owl's rice bucket capsized in the gutter, which made me so cautious." Qi Qi scolded secretly, turned into a thunderbolt, and rushed forward regardless of it.

Purple lightning, dragons and cranes.

The dark golden mist gradually faded, Qi Qi stopped, it roared again, and after lightning and thunder, the dark golden mist finally dissipated.

It looked around and found itself standing in the central square of Fuso Temple.

In front of it is the golden bell of Fuso Temple. And next to Admiralty, there was a slender woman.

The wind passed through the square, rolling up the woman's black veil and long black hair, at this moment, it was quite a bit of fairy charm.

The demon holds the golden bell in one hand, bathed in the dark golden luster, the brilliant Buddha light of the Fusang Temple and the ghost spirit of the ghost valley are gathered together, reflecting each other, like a torch and a star.

The demon looked at Qi Qi calmly, and with the Sanskrit sound behind him, the golden light on his body was bright and dim.

Qi Qi was in a trance for a moment, and found that the woman in front of him was not very high. The reason why it gave it the illusion of a fairy wind bone was entirely because of the Buddha light that flashed on her body.

There was an explosion in the air, and Qi Qi raised his head, seeing that the four people who had just fought with him were forcing Xiang Liu to retreat at this moment, and the brilliant spells continued to explode like fireworks.

Qi Qi slowly looked at the demons, and at this moment it had understood the plans of these mortals.

"Girl, what's your name?" Qi Qi asked.

"Demons."

"Peach's untimely death?"

"You're wrong, it's a monster's monster."

"It's funny, a mortal name has a demon character."

The demon was noncommittal.

"You've already lost." Qi Qi said slowly.

"I did lose." Demon Dao.

"If you know you've lost, why are you still holding on there?" Qi Qi sneered, "Although you have used the power of outsiders, it is enough for you to be proud to be able to trap me with an illusion for so long." ”

"It's just a pity that you didn't use this time to defeat Xiangliu." Poor Qi paused and continued, "So, you will all die. ”

"You're wrong." The demon said, "Even with the help of the Buddha light of Fusang Temple, I can't hide it from you with an illusion." ”

"It's true and it's real, it's real and it's true, of course I know." Qi Qi said, "Everything I experienced in the illusion was actually real. ”

"Still, we miscalculated." The demon said calmly, "Your strength is too strong, and the four of them have consumed too much spiritual power in order to bluff you, so they have not been able to fight quickly." ”

"To be honest, I still quite admire the courage of you mortals, who know that you can't do it, and it's much better than those so-called immortals." Poor Strange Road.

"But we still lost." The demon sighed softly.

"At least you figured it out." Qi Qi's body once again glowed with purple lightning, "If there is an afterlife, be a demon, just like your name." ”

Qi Qi turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of the demon in just an instant.

"Farewell, girl."

Purple lightning flashed, and Qiqi's claws slowly fell.

The phantom of the claws gradually dilated in the demon's pupils, and she suddenly chuckled, "You are wrong again, our goal has always been you. ”

The demon took a few steps back like a gust of wind, and Qiqi's claws fell into the air. Before he could think about the demon's words, a large, colorful bird fell from the sky, its wings rolled up the howling wind and snow, and threw it to the ground.

Qi Qi once again turned into a purple thunderbolt and pounced on Wuwu, who was haunted by the wind and snow. Wuwu was not afraid, and he fought with Poor Qi in one place, and he did not fall behind at all.

The smuted Sanskrit sound sounded again, deep as thunder.

This time, the Buddha's light fell on the golden bell beside the demon, and with the sound of Sanskrit singing, the golden bell slowly rose into the air.

During this period, Wuwu gradually lost the upper hand, and it was repelled again and again by Qiqi, and again and again rushed back to continue the battle.

The purple light flashed, and one of Wuwu's wings was torn apart by Qi Qi, revealing Sensen's white bones and crimson flesh.

Wuwu endured the pain and pecked hard.

Qi Qi snorted in pain, and a piece of flesh and blood was pecked off by Wuwu on his face.

Wuwu spit out Qiqi's flesh aside, and a pair of eyes stubbornly and resolutely met Qiqi's fierce gaze.

"If you hurt me, you will pay tenfold and hundredfold." Qiqi's killing intent swept in like a surging tide.

"Then you just let the horses come." Wuwu said proudly.

"Look for death!" Qiqi rushed towards Wuwu in a rage, and Wuwu tried his last demonic power to build a wall of ice and snow.

The lightning flashed, the ice and snow walls shattered, and Qiqi's sharp claws fell fiercely on Wuwu's head, and his eyes flashed with the pleasure of a bladed enemy.

"Five-five, retreat."

The demon's voice suddenly rang out.

Wuwu heard it, and Qiqi also heard it.

A smile of relief flashed in Wuwu's eyes, and his broken body burst out with great power again.

Wuwu's figure retreated sharply, and Qi Qi's blow missed, and just as it was about to attack again, a dazzling Buddha light suddenly lit up above its head.

The next moment, the golden bell fell heavily and made a dull sound.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the golden bell stood in place with a faint golden light.

There is no trace of the strange in heaven and earth.

The Sanskrit sound stopped abruptly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of Si Ling, who was leading the chanting, and the other monks fell to the ground almost at the same time, unconscious.

The corners of Sinian's mouth also oozed a touch of red, and he stumbled to Siyi's side and grabbed his senior brother's arm.

Si Yu slowly raised his head, his face was already full of wrinkles, and even a pair of eyebrows turned as white as snow.

The demon ran to Wuwu's side quickly, looking at the shocking wound on Wuwu's back, he couldn't help but have a sour nose and a burst of dampness in his eyes.

She gently placed her palm on Wugo's head, gently smoothing its messy feathers from the battle, as if by doing so, Wuwu didn't hurt so much.

The demon raised her head, looked at the battle that was still scorching in the sky, and then looked at Wuwu, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the feeling of powerlessness engulfed her like quicksand, making her breathless.

Just when the demon made up his mind and was ready to ignore it and use his ghost qi to heal Wuwu's injuries, Luan'er's voice suddenly sounded in the bottom of his heart.

"Youyou, I think there's a way I can help you."