The holy mountain of the Douling Palace, high into the sky, gathered by the heroes, but the throne of the main hall is empty, and there has been no news for many days since the hall master went to the ancient perimeter realm.

Today, as always, in the morning meeting, suddenly a demonic wind blew in the sky, raining dense black rain, but everyone who touched it all wailed and rolled on the ground and scratched.

In a trance, a bewitching woman appeared, her hips twisted, she walked onto the throne of the hall lord and waved her sleeves, and sat on it with her legs slanted.

The woman was Liu Ziqian, staring at the people below with a playful expression.

"Bold Demon Girl!" The old man with a crane and bearded eyebrows stood out in the crowd, he was the elder of the main hall, and his strength was in the late stage of the Spirit Ancestor, and he was the first to attack Liu Ziqian.

But seeing that it was still approaching the upper circle, the air floated in the middle, and a pool of human-shaped water emerged from the ground, and after a few fluctuations, the body appeared, and it was a monster that looked like a human being.

"Drink!"

The ball suppressed by the fierce Yuan Spirit in the elder's hand was so big, and a punch pierced the monster's chest, but the monster was not painful, and grabbed the elder with the other hand, and the next moment the body was shining "Bang" and the body exploded.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the elder with the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Ancestor was paralyzed on the ground, covered in blood and unable to move.

Suddenly, the others were shocked.

Liu Ziqian smiled coquettishly, her body shook, and a large number of black beads fell to the ground, growing into a monster like that. These monsters have some skills, they can fight and jump, and the most terrifying thing for the people in the Fighting Spirit Hall is that every time the monster pulls a person, it will blow itself up like crazy.

There are very few who can survive under this kind of power.

Just when the holy mountain was in turmoil, there was a strong rebuke from the top of the highest cliff: "Bold fanatics. How dare you come and invade the Holy Mountain!"

More than a dozen figures flew in the sight, and they could hear bursts of exclamations, and those who fled for their lives were overjoyed, shouting that it was the Great Elder who came.

As it landed, the unusual spiritual power fluctuations dispersed.

"Your Excellency is not here. But His Excellency the Great Elder is also a Spirit Sect, and his strength is not much weaker than that of the Hall Master. The guy standing behind the leader said with a grim face: "If you don't want to break your bones, take the initiative to correct the Fa on the spot." ”

Liu Ziqian sneered: "Is the hall master you are talking about that Lu Long? Hmph, a waste, he can't even block the casual blow of the deity." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" said the red-faced Great Elder.

Liu Ziqian touched her smooth arm and squinted at him: "Lu Long has been killed by me." You won't be able to escape. ”

Hear the words. Everyone gasped, or the Great Elder was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he immediately laughed calmly: "Rampant, full of nonsense. ”

The words fell. Liu Ziqian raised her finger and pointed at her head. A purple-black mist flew by like a thousand bee ants. I saw that the body of the Great Elder had become a pile of white bones.

The skeleton slammed to the ground, and the moment it touched it, it turned into a puff of dust and dissipated.

In this way, no one present dared to laugh anymore.

"Mu Wen has harmed me a lot. And you are the slaughtering knife that goes straight to the point. Before dealing with him, the deity came to destroy you first. Liu Ziqian's extremely cold voice spread.

The beautiful woman had a femme fatale heart, and no one dared to look her in the eyes, or even had the strength to run away.

At the critical moment, the figure of the Dao Immortal Wind Dao Gu came out of the ancient cliff, an old man with white hair and long beard, his face was as moist as when he was fifty years old, and his demeanor revealed an extraordinary aura.

It was also the moment he appeared, Liu Ziqian's eyes looked, and the corner of her mouth chuckled: "Finally, there is an interesting character." I hope you can resist in my hands a little longer. ”

"Humph!"

The old man's body shook violently, the sky turned dark, the thunder flashed and the torrential rain poured, and those people knelt down to him one after another, shouting the worship of the ancestors.

The old man stared at Liu Ziqian, and shouted: "I am the former head hall master of the Douling Spirit Hall for ten generations, and I have lived to be 500 years old, and it is the first time I have heard someone dare to say that the Douling Hall has been destroyed. ”

Liu Ziqian slapped the screen, her body flew into the air towards the old hall master, and a cold voice came out: "What about the Taizun Holy Spirit." I am the Demon King of Moro Valley, once in three thousand years, it will be a troubled world, the body is immortal and indestructible, and the divine consciousness is long in heaven and earth, unless I want to die, no one can hurt it!"

Hearing the words of the Demon King of Moro Valley coming out of Liu Ziqian's mouth, the old hall master's expression immediately changed greatly, his heart trembled, and he roared to meet him.

"Bang. ”

"Bang!"

"Boom. ”

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Boom !!"

The battle was earth-shattering, and even the stars beyond the clouds trembled.

Finally, the black fog cleared, revealing the sunset, which was already at sunset.

The old hall master vomited blood and sat in front of Liu Ziqian, his heart was very unwilling, although he was able to fight with the demon king in front of him at first, but gradually his strength was lost, on the other hand, the other party was still breathless.

Reaching the realm of the Taizun Holy Spirit, the martial artist has turned himself into a small Zhou Tian world, continuously generating spiritual power, but in this way, he can still exhaust the strength of the main hall master, and it is conceivable that every move and every momentum in the fight uses great power.

He is the old hall master, in fact, he is like the existence of the emperor, and the demon plan is what he did, in order to absorb the power of faith in the realm of Tianzun living beings, and the more disciples he has, the stronger his strength will be.

Unexpectedly, there was a demon king who was born once in three thousand years, and he lost the slightest temper.

"Do you want to live?"

Liu Ziqian's faint voice came from his ears, and the old hall master couldn't believe his ears: "Will you let me go?"

"Oh, the process of playing is the most enjoyable. If I kill you all so soon, how can I have fun with people in the future? ”

Liu Ziqian laughed so hard that the flowers and branches trembled, stretched out her right foot, and looked down at her at her: "Lick the gray sand stuck on the top, and the deity will spare your life today." ”

The old hall master's face was flushed red, the green tendons on his neck were exposed, he took a deep breath, squatted down and stretched out his tongue while covering his still bleeding abdomen.

The itchy feeling made Liu Ziqian let out two comfortable moans, and then laughed in a voice that conveyed a radius of thousands of miles: "The main hall master of the hall of the Douling Spirit Hall is nothing more than that. In order to survive, I am willing to lift my shoes and lick my feet for a custom woman, hahaha!"

The words echoed for a long time, and the old hall master trembled, but he could only lick harder, and all his anger could only be suppressed in his heart.

With a snap of the foot, Liu Ziqian kicked him away coldly, raised his finger, and pointed to the historic holy mountain below.

"You're going back on your word!" the old hall master was nervous.

Liu Ziqian said: "What this sect said is to spare your life to survive, but it didn't say that I want to let go of these people below." Rest assured, I'll leave you a little place to perch. ”

As the words fell, all the clouds in the sky swept towards Liu Ziqian's fingers, turning from white to black, the river was stinking and the mountains were cracking, the black mist shot out one by one, and the entire huge holy mountain was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

A finger of shock, like the beginning of heaven and earth, all things are created

The holy mountain of the Douling Temple turned into smoke and ashes here

Only the mountain peak that had a small cliff left was deliberately preserved, like a fig leaf, and the lone peak was erected in the eyes of the old hall master who almost collapsed.

His hateful eyes stared at Liu Ziqian, who was walking away from laughter, and said in a deep voice: "I have tens of thousands of disciples in the Douling Spirit Palace, the holy mountain was destroyed today, and it can still be built in the future." This beam is finished!" (to be continued......)