Chapter 159: The Demon God Descends

"No! Do it all over again! Feng Yicen frowned, patted the feather fan, and said, "This time it doesn't count, senior brother, I want to be with junior sister." ”

"Why! How can you fool yourself! Wei Shengliang hasn't spoken yet, Ye Buyan has already called out!

He finally had the opportunity to be alone with the paper kite, and he said that he would do it all over again?!

"Who are you going all the way with?" Qingluan doesn't care what to smoke again, how troublesome it is!

Feng Yicen patted the feather fan, and his dark eyes turned slightly.

"Is it me? I'm a green sign. Su Jiuyue raised the green stick and said softly.

Protagonist!?

Qingluan looked at Feng Yicen and told him: "Senior Brother Feng, my little junior sister will be handed over to you!" Don't let her get hurt! ”

“…”

Feng Yicen smiled helplessly, and fanned lightly, "Yes, yes, senior brother knows." ”

"In that case, you're all signed for nothing?!" Qingluan looked at the white sticks in Mei Xuetian's hands, and then looked at the white ones that the real person in the cold night put in front of the table.

He is so strong, he actually drew a white lot?!

"Then stay and take care of the white dove." Qingluan spreads his hands, and he really wants to exchange a lot with a real person in the cold night.

"Wait, Qingluan! I want you to go with me. Shen Yanmei suddenly shouted.

No, these two are alone! She always felt like something was going to happen!

Don't worry!

"You?" Qingluan looked at her with great suspicion, Shen Yanmei was so weak! Are you going to make trouble?!

"That's right, you two are a man and a woman, uh..." Shen Yanmei paused for a moment, only to realize that it seemed to be a combination of a man and a woman.

Feng Yicen shook the feather fan, and the corners of his lips rose, revealing a touch of playfulness.

"Senior Sister Shen is right, one more person, one more strength."

"Yes, yes..."Shen Yanmei nodded, a little weak.

"That'll do fine." Qingluan probably knew what Shen Yanmei was thinking, and nodded, "Anyway, I'm not afraid to bring you a burden, Wei Shengliang is an immortal!" More than enough to protect you! ”

"..."Cumbersome......

Shen Yanmei really wanted to draw her sword!

A few people here are ready to leave.

The demon border of Semorro.

Black Impermanence and White Impermanence stood beside the countless black smoke, looking at the huge altar in front of them, on which lay dozens of fainted women, and one of them was none other than Her Highness the Snow Maiden they had captured from Syracuse.

The blood on their bodies flowed along the sacrificial formation, red and black entwined.

Tur, who was the leader in a black robe, opened his big hand, and he didn't know what he was muttering, and the demon who could turn into a human form behind him was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes flickering red and green.

Bang!

There was a loud bang in the dark sky.

There was a click, like the sound of glass breaking, piercing and creepy.

"Lord Demon God, please come!"

Tours shouted feverishly, red light splashing all around him.

Rumble!

Tear pull –

Hei Wuchang's eyes widened, looking at the crack in the sky that had been torn apart in vain, slightly surprised, actually... Can you really summon a demon god? The gods of the five forbidden realms? There was another screech, and a dark black throne emerged from the crack.

Faintly, you can also see the figure of a lazy evil man sitting on the throne, wearing a strange white robe.

It was just a simple act of leaning, but for some reason, it was like a brutal and wild beast, making her feel that her blood was flowing backwards, and an extremely dangerous chill rose from her back. In an instant, people even had the urge to run away, but their legs were trembling and they couldn't move.

Cold sweat flowed.

"The Demon God is here!"

"Tur meets the Demon God!"

The demons bowed down.

"Hmm."

With a faint sound, all the demons who were kneeling down suddenly shuddered, and their cold hairs stood on end.

Hei Wuchang raised his head cautiously, and through the layers of black smoke, he faintly saw the tall figure on the throne, as if he was full of violent and terrifying explosive power, not like an evil demon at all, but like a cruel and arrogant bloodthirsty king.

The tyrannical king...

Black Impermanence's eyes widened sharply.

Such an aura, she had seen it in the Time and Space Administration...