Seeing that half of the sky was blood-red, Tao Yao was in a hurry and rushed out of the big array, she raised her eyes and looked, the huge peach forbidden land was dead silent.

The battle between Fanyin and the Tao family should be over.

The closer you get to the rockery, the more desolate the scene of the forbidden land becomes.

She knew that the fight between human cultivation and demons would definitely destroy the world, and it would become more and more exaggerated because of the profound skills of the warring parties.

However, the so-called killing to the ground is just a description in the classics.

Until today, Tao Yao witnessed the shocking destruction brought about by a great battle between human cultivation and the Great Demon for the first time.

If all the demon pills are returned to the hidden capital, when the demon clan is revitalized and killed to the world with monstrous hatred, will the entire Prayer Night Continent be full of desolation?

Tao Yao didn't dare to think about it.

Not far ahead, Sanskrit and Lu Li stood opposite each other in the ruins of the broken wall.

Lu Li was ragged, blood-colored, and he was so badly injured that he was crumbling, his eyebrows were resolute, he held a long sword in his hand, and the sword pointed at Sanskrit. On the other hand, Sanskrit Yin is well-dressed, his face is not turbulent, and he doesn't care about being pointed at by the sword.

He only raised his head slightly, looking up at the blood-colored sky.

There, there was a glimmer of white light.

Days, will be clear.

Lu Li held the sword in both hands and said reluctantly: "Demon, if you are conscious, you will be arrested, and follow me back to Kunlun to be punished, otherwise, the deity will not spare you."

Tao Yao held his forehead and sighed, unaware of Lu Li's self-awareness. He had to be glad that Sanskrit was a "compassionate" demon who was good at reading Buddhism, otherwise, he would definitely be like the Tao family at this time, and he would have died without bones.

"Buddha-figure?" Sanskrit retracted her eyes looking at the sky and sneered at Lu Li, "In this thousand-year-old world, the world has actually fallen to such a field? A little Taoist priest in the Jindan period dares to call himself a deity?"

However, Sanskrit Yin's ridicule did not hit Lu Li at all.

"Demon, there is no need to talk nonsense, the deity may not be as good as you, but the deity is fearless, if the deity unfortunately dies at your hands, the deity will also die as it deserves."

Is this a well-deserved death? Or died in vain?

Fanyin's eyes were slightly wavy because of Lu Li's idiocy, and he asked with a little curiosity, "Why?"

"You killed the peach family."

It was really a sonorous answer.

"Hahaha......" Fanyin looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so much that the demon body bowed, "Little Taoist, if you remember this seat well, it seems that before this seat appeared, you were already fighting with the Tao family?"

And if it weren't for this seat, you would have died in the hands of the Tao family. Strictly speaking, this seat is your life-saving demon.

This seat is kind enough to save your life, and you don't know how to be grateful, but you want to ask this seat about the crime of murder, can it be said that this seat is kind enough to save you is a sin? Are you sinning?"

"You-" Lu Li's face was pale, and he was instantly flushed, "Demon, Hugh is talking nonsense, the deity didn't want you to save it."

Sanskrit hooked her lips and showed a cruel smile: "If you don't want to, you can kill yourself now, and this seat promises not to stop you."

「……」

The argument between Lu Li and the big demon ended in Lu Li's fiasco.

Sanskrit pursed her lips, but her eyes looked in the direction of Shangxian and Taoyao: "No matter how many years have passed, the hypocrisy of mortals will never improve."

"You-" Lu Li angrily crossed his sword, and he didn't know whether to kill Xiang Fanyin or kill himself with a horizontal sword to prove his innocence, but no matter which one it was, the end would be death.

Tao Yao sighed secretly and beckoned to Lu Li happily: "Little Lu'er, I'm back!"

"Ahem." Shangxian folded his sleeves and coughed, "Taoyao, Kunlun Wonderland, the top and bottom have their own rules, Lu Li is your junior brother, you should be different from the top and bottom."

"Huh?" Where is Tao Yao's air traffic control Lu Li is not dead, she immediately approached Shangxian and looked at his face carefully, "Master, aren't you jealous—"

"Nope."

Yo, this is not even to let her finish the words, so he impatiently cut her off.

He also said that there was no, and that there could be no more.

However, she still remembered to save face for her family immortals, she hurriedly stretched out her hand, hooked the sleeves of the immortals, and promised very doggedly: "Master, I promise to call Senior Brother Lu Senior Brother Lu in the future."

"Hmm."

"Also, there is only one person in the hearts of the family, and there is no second heart in this life, and heaven and earth are for example."

Shangxian's face was red, he wanted to withdraw his sleeves, Tao Yao was willing, his fingertips tightened, and he directly gathered Shangxian's sleeves into a ball, and slammed them in the palm of his hand.

Shangxian lowered his eyes, but he didn't forcibly withdraw in the end.

Tao Yao is crazy with happiness, her family fairy must have a love for her, she has to take advantage of the rare opportunity to rub a handful of oil.

However, before she could move, a certain uninteresting stinky demon came to the immortal, he folded his hands and bowed shallowly: "Peach Blossom Jun, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, don't come unharmed."

Peach Blossom Jun?

Isn't this the name of the Northern Immortal Monarch who flirts with the immortals?

What does this mean? Didn't you see her and Shangxian have a lingering affection, so she deliberately came to dismantle the stage?

Sure enough, Shangxian withdrew his sleeves and brought back his unattainable cold ascetic appearance. On the other hand, Fanyin showed a rather pleasant smile on his face.

Grandma's Bear!

Fanyin glanced at Tao Yao again, and said in a strange manner: "The general of this seat also said that if you don't come to the world for a thousand years, mortals will not see improvement, but this seat is silent, at least Peach Blossom Jun still has improvements."

The immortal didn't say anything, as if he hadn't heard it.

But Shangxian's coldness did not dampen Sanskrit Yin's enthusiasm at all, he hooked the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile, "Peach Blossom Jun doesn't ask this seat, have you improved somewhere?"

Shangxian didn't want to ask, but Tao Yao wanted to ask, "Where?"

Sanskrit Yin turned his smiling gaze to Tao Yao: "A thousand years ago, the Three Realms knew everything, and Peach Blossom Jun was straight and upright, dedicated to the Tao, and not close to women. Now...... Huh."

Oh your face!

Tao Yao smiled, padded her feet, raised her hand and patted Fanyin's shoulder: "It's very good to have eyesight."

"Huh?" Sanskrit sounds.

It can be seen that Shangxian has a heart for her, and Tao Yao is still very satisfied, but it is unforgivable to ridicule Shangxian. So, he patted Fanyin's hand, retracted it violently, grabbed a little of his flesh, and twisted it desperately.

"Shhhh

Tao Yao quickly withdrew her hand and stood beside Shangxian, she first stuck out her tongue at Sanskrit, and then said, "Sanmao'er, you are a Buddha chanter, but you care a lot about love and love.

Does my master care about his female disciples, it's your business?! If you have to take care of it, it means that you are not upright and straight, and you secretly longing for my family immortals!"

Sanskrit was so frightened that he took two steps back and recited "Amitabha" several times.

Seeing this, Tao Yao laughed: "Sanmao'er, you read it wrong, you should read the color is empty, and the empty is the color."

"-" The stuck Sanskrit voice was so angry that he glared at Taoyao.

Shaking off with her, it's really looking for death!

The immortal suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the big demon: "Sanskrit."

The named Sanskrit Yin's body was shocked, and then he stood up straight, and looked at the immortal with a serious expression: "What does Peach Blossom Jun have to teach you? Aren't you going to kill this seat for the gods again?"

"You can see the light of day again because of Tao Yao."

"So what?" Sanskrit raised her eyelids slightly, and asked disdainfully, "Do you want to kill Ben-?"

Sanskrit's words were not finished, because the answer preceded his question.

It was originally an immortal standing on Tao Yao's side, but I don't know when he arrived at Fanyin's side, and the fingertips of his left hand were beating under Fanyin's neck.

Sanskrit was shocked, almost unbelievable, and a line of cold sweat dripped from his sideburns.

Shangxian said coldly: "With your cultivation, it doesn't even take half an hour to kill the Tao family, but you and the Tao family have been wrestling for at least two hours, because you are waiting for the Tao family to kill the Tao."

Tao Yao guessed three points at this fact, but she couldn't be sure, because she didn't know what kind of cultivation Sanskrit Yin was, and how long it would take to take down several elders of the Tao family.

But the immortals are not.

"Hey, hey, hey." Sanskrit Yin came back to his senses, licking and laughing shamelessly, while gently taking two steps back, "Peach Blossom Jun, you can't wronged the poor monk, the poor monk is a prisoner of the Tao family, doesn't it take some effort to win them?"

The immortal didn't say anything, and his face became more and more cold.

Sanskrit Yin raised her eyes to look at Tao Yao, with a pair of big watery eyes, like a stray dog: "Female benefactor, how miserable the poor monk is, you don't see it, you must say a word or two of justice for the poor monk!"

Shangxian didn't want to kill Fanyin, otherwise, he wouldn't let Fanyin retreat under his nose.

The reason why he made a move was to be angry for her.

The mind of the immortal, Fanyin Na was very clear, so he begged her for mercy.

Tao Yao hooked her lips and did not speak.

"......" Sanskrit Yin creaned over to Tao Yao's side, crying almost aggrievedly, "Female donor, you are a great good person, and you will definitely not be able to do the thing of unloading the mill and killing the donkey."

When Sanskrit Yin rubbed over, Shangxian did not stop him, which shows that Tao Yao's guess is true.

"You know, I'm not that good."

「……」

Shangxian's cold eyes immediately turned sideways, forcing the three long hairs of Sanskrit to jump, and Ai Ai said, "Female benefactor, the poor monk is the elder brother of the Phoenix Girl, can a brother watch his sister die?"

"Huh." Tao Yao sneered, "Others may be, but aren't you all empty?"

「……」

However, then again, as a brother, Fanyin's protection of his sister is not more than Er'er, otherwise, why would he expect Patriarch Tao to kill her, wouldn't it be faster to do it himself?!

Thinking of this, Tao Yao clasped her hands and looked Sanskrit up and down like a bully: "Sanmaoer, whether you die or not depends on whether the master is willing or not, and whether the master is willing or not, it all depends on whether I should or not, if you want to go to the Tao, just speak to me and tell the truth."

Sanskrit Yin, who was scrutinized by her, shrank her body quite cooperatively, and made a shy little daughter-in-law: "The female benefactor is not very old, she is a genius, and her cultivation is not stronger than that of a phoenix girl. But the female benefactor is still there, which means that the Phoenix girl has made her own choice."

Aside from the fact that the Sanskrit sound thief is not a thing, she still looks up to other places, such as this cheap swishing appearance.

She rubbed her chin and guessed the true meaning of her master as quickly as she could.

If the immortal does not kill the Sanskrit, then the Sanskrit sound will return to the hidden capital, and with the cultivation of the Sanskrit sound, he will definitely replace the pheasant and become the new commander of the demon clan.

And the demon clan is bent on finding people for revenge, if Sanskrit Yin and thousands of demon pills return to the hidden capital, I am afraid that it will not be long before the demon will be ready to move and kill the world.

Such a thing as the destruction of life and soul is by no means what the immortals want to see.

Therefore, it was Sanskrit, not other stronger demons, who were able to live and return to the demon clan.

"Want to live?"

Sanskrit nodded obediently: "Yes."

"Want to be free?"

Sanskrit is like pounding garlic: "I really want to."

"Want to eat all the food in the world?"

Sanskrit shook his head frantically: "I want to go crazy."

Tao Yao hooked her lips, reached out and touched the three long hairs in front of Fanyin's forehead, like touching a well-behaved big dog: "As long as you are obedient enough, you can do whatever you want."

"......" Sanskrit couldn't laugh or cry, "Female benefactor, poor monks are not dogs."

"A hairless handsome dog who can eat whatever he wants, or a bitter demon with ugly miscellaneous hair who goes to see Lord Yama, choose one for yourself."

「……」

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