Chapter 8: The Heroes Seal the Demons (3)
"Hehe, it's so delicious!" Long Aotian withdrew his tentacles, stood in front of the saints and the various ancestors, and said with a smile. Perhaps because he had sucked an Ancestor King just now, the blood in Long Aotian's eyes was even better. Hongjun frowned, then took out the jade disc of creation and said, "Don't keep your hands, let's go together." Long Aotian also heard his words, not only did he not have a trace of timidity, but he was proud, at this moment, Xiao Yifan, who was a little bad and attached great importance to love, came back. "Hongjun, are you going to kill me? Then let's see if your Hongjun ancestor dies, or if I, Xiao Yifan, will kill you first. ”
"Xiao Yifan, aren't you the Shura Dragon King Long Aotian?" the Tongtian Sect Master asked involuntarily. Xiao Yifan smiled: "Hehe, Tongtian, thank you for helping me." After a pause, he continued: "I am Long Aotian, Long Aotian is me." It's just a different name. Yuan Shi Tianzun said with a gloomy face: "Okay, don't say it, go on!" After speaking, he first took out the Pangu flag and rushed towards Xiao Yifan. Xiao Yifan withdrew his Hou Yi bow, looked at the approaching Yuan Shi Tianzun, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Take your own humiliation." ”
Just as he was about to step forward, an extremely thick ray of light shot out, Xiao Yifan turned his head and saw a huge ancient mirror, under which stood a white-clothed beauty. Xiao Yifan's brows furrowed, but in the end he decided to go over and have a look first, and then he opened his wings and stopped in front of the white-clothed beauty. The beauty in white is Ren Jing. Ren Jing saw Xiao Yifan coming over, and her snow-white pretty face suddenly turned red: "Brother Long, I'm ......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Yifan with his arms.
"I'm sorry, Xiaojing. Xiao Yifan hugged Ren Jing and said softly. "It's okay, Brother Long, Jing'er is not angry. Ren Jing stretched out her soft hand and gently held Xiao Yifan's face and said, "I don't care who you are, and I don't care that your enemy is my ancestor, anyway, I am with you, and I will not leave you again this time." Xiao Yifan's three-colored eyes looked at the lovely man in front of him, and finally lowered his head and said, "Okay, then you ......" "No, I want to fight with you." Before Xiao Yifan finished speaking, Ren Jing interrupted him.
Xiao Yifan smiled and said gently, "Okay, use the Void Mirror to help me here." Ren Jing nodded and said, "I remember." Long Aotian took three steps back, reached out and pulled out the Yanlong Demon Knife from his back. "Tongtian, I owe you a personal favor, if you quit today, we will still be good brothers, how about it?" Xiao Yifan looked at the Tongtian Sect Master and said slowly. The Tongtian Sect Master shook his head and said, "Old Dragon, I'm sorry. Long Aotian nodded, the murderous aura in his eyes rolled violently, and he stopped speaking.
"Ren Jing, turn back quickly, this king will keep you fine. At this time, an ancestor king dressed in white said. This ancestor is the ancestor of the fox clan. Ren Jing shook his head and said, "I don't, I must be with him, now that his heart is dead, I must accompany him." The ancestor of the fox clan sneered: "Then, you go to die!" With that, the handprint flipped, and there were words in his mouth. Xiao Yifan hurriedly turned around and opened his arms to hug Ren Jing, but at this moment, the Void Mirror trembled, and a huge pillar of light slammed into Xiao Yifan's back. How strong an ancestral king's attack was, it beat Xiao Yifan to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the aftermath also hit Ren Jing's body.
Ren Jing, who had just been injured by the Ancestral King just now, could resist it, and he was seriously injured in one fell swoop. Xiao Yifan raised his head and caught Ren Jing who was falling. Ren Jing leaned on Xiao Yifan's arms with a pale face, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Brother Long, you finally hugged me." Xiao Yifan's nose was sour, and he almost cried. The tentacles behind his back reached out to the front, fixed Ren Jing on his chest and said, "Xiao Jing, I'll go and avenge you." As he spoke, he straightened up and looked at the ancestors.
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