"Got to the bottom of me. ”

Shisanlang didn't respond to the old man's words, didn't even look at him, walked straight to the old woman, Shisanlang glanced at it, grabbed his left hand in the air, and threw it to Yamu with his backhand.

"Give it to His Highness Fei and ask him to interrogate. ”

"Give it to him?"

Hearing that the old woman was not dead, Yamu was a little reluctant, but when he received it in his hand, he was startled, and hurriedly threw it to Qi Fei with an "oops", and said: "Your Highness, Mr. Young asked you to interrogate." ”

It is really worthy of the Sky Fox, the demon old woman is a real god cultivator, and at this moment the kung fu has become stiff and scorched, releasing a rotten and fishy smell like a corpse buried for months. The Demon Soul Holy Son has dealt with evil spirits all his life, and he is also very frightened at this moment, for fear of being stained with some irresolvable poison.

"This"

Looking at the expression of the Demon Clan's Holy Son as a matter of course, Qi Fei couldn't cry or laugh, first, he was worried that Yelian didn't bother to ask about any prisoners, and secondly, he thought to himself that the crisis had not yet been resolved, what was the use of interrogating prisoners at this time.

If you really want to be tried, Qi Fei is not afraid that she will stink, but this captive Jingyuan is all lost and immortal, and it is difficult to protect the corpse or something, how should the trial be made?

Qi Fei didn't want to do this, and he didn't have the ability to do so now.

With a shocking blow, the Sky Fox changed from its peak to extremely weak, and the people here were not much better than it; the four swallowtail sword cultivators died on the spot, and Yan Buli and the other person were covered in blood, and it seemed that they were still panting, and they were only half a step away from death. Qi Fei was better than the two of them, at least he could still speak, and his actions were relatively normal.

It's not okay to ignore it. No matter how you say it, people are also kind, Qi Fei, as His Royal Highness the Holy Son, should make a gesture no matter what. Helplessly, Qi Fei struggled to cast a few seals on the old woman. Toss aside for now.

"I'll put that aside for now. ”

With the Holy Son's robe on his body, Qi Fei didn't know Yamu's name, but he could easily identify his identity; such a scene suddenly collapsed a pair of spirit and demon combinations, Qi Fei's brain turned around a few times, and asked tentatively: "Who is the master of the gentleman?"

Yamu puffed up his chest and replied, "His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Demon King Palace, His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Demon Soul Clan." Toothwood!"

Saying this, Yamu's face clearly said: This Holy Son has the name of two highnesses, and he is more powerful than you.

Qi Fei opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "Thank you Holy Son for your help, there will be a good reward later."

Yamu waved his hand and said disdainfully: "Reward, Your Highness will survive first." ”

Qi Fei smiled helplessly, and asked again, "Who is that gentleman?"

Yamu replied, "A master of the world. I accidentally bumped into it on the road, and I got a guy. ”

This is no different from not saying it, and Qi Fei doesn't bother to pay attention to him at all. Or a slap to the ground. It was not suitable to do so at this moment, so he had no choice but to ask again: "Ask the Holy Son, which world is it?"

"Outside the world, which other world. The spiritual place, this holy son does not understand very well, and I will ask him to go later. ”

I don't know what Thirteen Lang is going to do, Yamu is worried about getting burned, and he doesn't know how to perfunctory when he asks three questions. Saying. At this time, the only one who no longer worries about the situation is Yamu, so he is in a good mood. It depends on your temperament.

Without waiting for Qi Fei to ask again, Yamu looked up at the sky and said with emotion: "It's not good to cross the tribulation like this." ”

Qi Fei's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly dispelled the dissatisfaction from his face, and respectfully clenched his fists.

"His Highness the Holy Son can help Senior Sister. If you can help, Qi Fei is wishing"

"Another good report?" Yamu tilted his head and looked at Qi Fei, secretly thinking about the opportunity, the next time he wants to tease this master, I'm afraid it's unlikely.

Qi Fei was speechless. I couldn't help but think about what was wrong with myself? A mere demon saint son, who was not in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, how could he be able to help.

"Wait a minute, we'll see what happens. ”

His Royal Highness Fei was about to wake up, Yamu no longer made a mistake, turned around and left, no matter how Qi Fei thought about it, the Demon Soul Holy Son came to Yan Buli by himself.

"Old Yan, Brother Yan, long time no see, okay?"

“”

Yan Buli knew Yamu and was very familiar with his appearance. At this moment, Yan Buli looked at the triumphant face, and inexplicably felt a sense of déjà vu in his heart, so wonderful, strange, strange.

It's familiar, but where does déjà vu come from?

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, and Yan Buli asked, "Where did the Holy Son come from?"

Yamu was stunned for a moment and said, "Where did you come from?"

Yan Buli's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Is the Holy Son from Jinshan?"

Yamu Zaileng, I wanted to tell the truth, but my heart suddenly turned, and I responded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yan Buli's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quietly asked, "In this case, will the princess arrive later?"

Princess? Yamu was stunned for the third time, and then suddenly realized something, and exclaimed.

"You mean Princess Kasumi is in Jinshan?"

"What? Princess Xia is in Jinshan!" Qi Fei turned around violently, and his simple face showed an expression that only a tiger can have when he was unflailed, and his eyes were like knives.

"This" Yan Buli was speechless, staring at Yamu viciously, to the effect that look at your mouth.

"Bah, look at my mouth. Yamu repented and raised his hand to slap himself. "No wonder I didn't let this holy son be brave and brave, but it's a pity that it's too honest, too honest. ”

Thinking like this, Yamu ignored the fierceness of His Highness Fei and Yan Bude's eyes, turned around and walked towards the group of students who had just been released by Thirteen Lang and led by Ran Bujing, and shouted loudly.

"You guys are busy, I'll go and see the fat man's injury, anyway, this brother is really strong!"

Because of the ghost, the spirit and demon swallowtail are embarrassed by the three parties, and the thirteen Lang over there finally took a free time, and was looking at the two old men with curious eyes, and the remnants of the dozen demon generals who had been reorganized.

"See through my bottom. ”

Born with a good habit, Thirteen Lang stepped forward and cleaned up the battlefield all the way, pocketing all the things that were valuable and those that could not be seen to be valuable, and his attitude was much more serious than dealing with the enemy on the opposite side. He carefully put away the corpse of the sky fox, wanting to see if it could be of any use, but if it really didn't work, he could still give Fat Fat as a ration, and it was estimated that only it could eat it without dying.

Do these things methodically. Thirteen Lang's demeanor and expression were relaxed and seemed to be casual, but in fact, he relaxed the extremely tense mood and calmed down the messy churning mana in his body.

"See through what I am, the bottom of the pot, or the bottom of my feet?"

As soon as the war starts, compare who is busiest on and off the field. It has to be Thirteen Lang. There are not many people who really need him to organize and arrange, but Shisanlang himself needs to fight, and at the same time, he has to look at the overall situation in all directions, and he can't wait to divide his heart into eight parts. If it weren't for that, when that Heavenly Tribulation Fury Killing came, how could he withdraw in time and fish out those students who would never be spared.

The previous three-person chase was comparable to taking the head of a general in the army, which seemed to be beautiful. In fact, there is an endless amount of risk. At that time, the attention of the three old women was all focused on him, and if he was a little careless, or a little bit of bad luck, Thirteen Lang would have to face the three-person attack, of course, he was indeed ready to be attacked by the three, but as far as the facts were concerned, the three Avatar Monks worked together, and theoretically required the three Thirteen Lang to go all out.

If someone else is in the same position, even if his strength is twice as strong as Thirteen Lang. I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to do that, if I had to describe it, a typical horseman's bravery.

If you can stop the elephants, you can't stop the lions. Thousands of demon spirits rushed through the defense line, and the remaining students had no power to resist, and they would definitely die. Therefore, from the very beginning of joining the battlefield, Jusan Lang targeted those demon generals and "low-rank" monks.

There is no way to stop everyone by one person, only to use swords and sticks to create chaos. Step by step, step by step, step by step, and at the same time, the mist was released to disrupt the audio-visual, so that the three avatars did not dare to participate in the battle easily.

In doing so, the hope of success lies in three points. The first is sudden enough, the second is fast enough, and the third is the psychology that most of the old women and others will have, but may not have: the lives of the three of them are worth more than those subordinates and demon generals, and even more valuable than the sky fox.

Now. The results have come out, and it doesn't matter whether the previous attack was brave or not, Thirteen Lang passed through the danger and successfully hunted the demon so that most of the people in the main force of the three cultivators on one side were cut off. As a result, the students who would have died no matter whether they won or lost survived "temporarily", and whether they could continue to live or not had little to do with the demon general, just to see what the battle of Zuihou would be.

"Stupid brains don't necessarily work, and they don't have brains at all. ”

Undisguised his disgust and disdain for the two old men, Thirteen Lang pointed to the two of them to reorganize the haode military formation, and said contemptuously: "Two wastes lead a group of wastes, can they get by with me?"

Hearing this, the old man looked a little embarrassed, and the black-clothed monk next to him looked at each other angrily and said in a low voice: "The teeth are sharp, and the mouth is sharp, and he is still bluffing." ”

Thirteen Lang didn't want to pay attention to him, and said to the old man, "Dissatisfied?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Can you tell the old man where you are from, weishenme is coming?"

That's not a good answer. It's easy to fool the demon hunter, but with so many people behind him, it doesn't seem very interesting to talk nonsense.

Without answering, Thirteen Lang suddenly changed his mind again, pointed back at the group of students with depressed expressions, and said, "What can you do for them?"

The group of cultivators on the mountain were all stunned, but the old man seemed to have expected it, and said with a smile: "In this case, why don't Daoists be more interested and take them away?"

"What?"

Shisanro almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and thought to himself, is there really such a feeling in the world? Or can cultivation really make people stupid?

"Let me take them away?"

"yes. Daoyou left with the person he wanted to protect, and the old man would never stop him. ”

The old man raised his hand and pointed to the group of students who had just been instructed by Thirteen Lang, his eyes were full of confidence, and his face was full of course.

The eyes of the Taoist told the old man that apart from them, you don't care about the lives of the rest of the people. ”

"Bloody mouth!" Thirteen Lang was furious, annoyed and angry, looking indignant, and secretly thinking in his heart while scolding.

"It's an old thing, and it's really accurate. ”

(To be continued......)