I don't know if Dongyun's words hit Di Xin.

He looked down and smiled slowly.

He was no longer pretending, and when he laughed, the gods of the fairy world were all discolored.

His lips touched Wei Zhi's eyelids like a dragonfly, and he placed her on the back of the unicorn and drew an enchantment to protect her.

I saw Di Xin, who had recovered his identity, wearing a black and gold suit, wearing gold-embroidered gold silk boots with dragon patterns, and his long hair was tied up at will with only a white hosta sent by Wei Zhi.

There was a terrifying breath of death wrapped around his fingers.

Di Xin looked down and casually clicked a few demon clans with the highest cultivation.

"Ahh

"Hmm!"

"Rao"

After a few screams

The powerful demons of the Yuan Infant Stage, one by one, were burned into a pile of ashes without even having a chance to utter complete words!

The ghost king Di Xin stood in front of the black unicorn like this, quietly like a painting, mysterious and powerful.

His expression was calm and unwavering, except for a pair of green eyes that drooped slightly, and the shadows were deep, as if something was brewing.

The extreme silence is even more frightening than the ghost king once laughed like crazy!

Hundreds of thousands of demon clans suddenly stopped.

One by one, they didn't dare to speak, nor did they dare to beg for mercy, and those who had magic weapons were already thinking about what to do with them for a while.

The news to the demon hall is one after another, and there is nothing more terrifying than the ghost king's real appearance.

Di Xin saw enough of everyone's reactions, and slowly spoke to threaten:

His voice was clear and clean, but with a strange and untimely amusement, he said three sentences: "The wife of this king is an immortal",

"I'm going to give you an hour to roll"

"Tell Weiqing that in ten days, this king will come to visit him."

Three thousand years ago, no one believed that these words could have come from the mouth of the madman of the Ghost King.

After all, he laughed and killed everyone and didn't give them a chance.

And now you want to let them go?

The demon clan is suspicious by nature, and it is no wonder that they think so, even the people of the immortal clan are suspicious after hearing these words.

Could it be that Fairy Wei used her Daoist's green eyes to disguise the Northern Yin Ghost King?

After all, the Ghost King has disappeared for thousands of years, and no one knows his whereabouts.

The most incomprehensible thing is that if it is really the ghost king, how could he hide on Nanmin Mountain?

Still married to an ordinary fairy?

How could a ghost king have human lust and love?

Everyone suspected that the person in front of him was a fox and a fake tiger, maybe he had some heavenly magic weapon hidden in his body, temporarily disguised as the ghost king, and wanted to scare off the invasion of the demon clan!

The people of the demon clan all reacted one by one, and more and more people didn't believe it.

But seeing Di Xin's hand just now, they still didn't dare to act rashly.

So he launched a small minion, and shouted boldly:

"May I ask the Ghost King, are you going to help the Immortal Clan?"

Di Xin tilted his head, and repeated curiously and impatiently:

"This king said that this king's partner is an immortal clan, don't you understand?"

The little demon felt the terrifying coercion, he already believed that this was the ghost king himself, and he was frightened and lay on the ground.

"Understood, understood."

Di Xin watched all the demon clans not move, his patience was exhausted, and he didn't want to pretend in front of Wei Zhi.

"Finally, will you go?"

Half of the demon clan already wanted to run away just by hearing the ghost king's mouth, but there were still half of the strong ones, all of whom were in the Jindan stage, and they still suspected that this person was fake.

Time passed little by little.

Di Xin counted ten in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, there was a numb smile in his green eyes.

Wei Zhi heard Di Xin's smile, and for a moment, he looked at his side face.

Di Xin walked forward step by step, hovering in mid-air.

"I don't have a chance to leave if I want to."

"Then leave one to go back and pass the word."

The black mist at its fingertips is dancing its teeth and claws, and it can't wait for a delicious meal!

"Not good!"

"Run! Use all the magic weapons! ”

"It's the real Ghost King!"

The immortal people stood in place, watching an invisible flowing gas, like a gust of cold wind blowing, and ignored them.

And the demon people began to spread all over the body when they touched a little bit, not between two breaths, the people had turned into black dust, and they were all raised...

It was a one-sided massacre.

The legs of the thousands of people sent by the Immortal Clan were weak.

They stood in their own positions, and did not dare to take a step, for fear that if they stepped out, they would encounter the rumored dead air.

Wei Zhi sat on the back of the Qilin, looking at the scene below that looked like a massacre of civilians with biological and chemical weapons, and frowned uncomfortably.

Just when she looked at her husband. I saw a distorted smile and a crazy look on his face.

Not ugly, but scary enough!

What's the matter, Xiao Xin can't kill the red eye?