Chapter 763: Seven Killing Things

"Do you want to die with the emperor? As far as you're concerned, you're not qualified enough. Feng Qiwu held the Demon Emperor Silver Moon Halberd in his hand, stepped out, and suddenly the mountain shook, and the entire Dongjiao King Palace almost instantly turned into a ruin!

Although the king of Dongjiao was protected by the Seven Killings, at this time, he was also shocked by the powerful demonic power on Feng Qiwu's body, and his skin was cracked.

"Ahem--" He couldn't help coughing twice and spit out a mouthful of blood, Feng Qiwu didn't do anything at all, but he took a step and forced him to vomit blood.

Even if it is the Seven Kills, they can't protect him!

"Seven kills?" Feng Qiwu's gaze fell on the Seven Killing Tripod above the head of the Dongjiao King, and the Moon Demon looked cold, raised his head, and shouted, "Xiao Qi, come back." ”

"Poof--" Everyone is going to vomit blood, Nima's domineering Seven Killing Ding, in the mouth of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, is it called Xiao Qi?

Do you dare to take a more cute name?

And, what the hell is that purple furry creature?

It's just a sloppy scream, and they all want to grass it!

The purple grass mud horse seemed to feel something, and immediately rolled its eyes, and a purple thunderbolt came out of its body, directly splitting the several demon clans who looked at it into charcoal on the spot.

Huang Qingwan was still sitting on its furry back, and was immediately speechless, how did he feel that under the appearance of this grass and mud horse, there was an extremely black heart?

Feng Qiwu at the beginning, but he fought with it in the barren valley!

This grass mud horse is really not a mortal thing, on this purple micro star, Huang Qingwan has only seen such a grass mud horse, a unique grass mud horse!

The thunderbolt of the purple grass mud horse slashed out, and the demon clans who were still slandering it in their hearts just now broke their divine consciousness with a brush, as if they were afraid of being detected something.

That purple thunderbolt is comparable to a thunderstorm! His Majesty the Demon Emperor's beast pet, how could it be an ordinary thing?

Ji Xiaohu had just walked to the feet of the grass and mud horse, and was also startled by the sudden purple thunderbolt, even he didn't expect that such a cute creature would be so grumpy.

"Yueyue, are you okay?" Ji Xiaohu stood beside the purple grass mud horse, raised his head and asked, the big battle just now made his heart almost twist to his throat, and he was very worried.

Huang lightly sat on the furry back of the grass mud horse, stretched out his hand, and pulled Ji Xiaohu up, letting him sit down next to him.

The purple grass mud horse was miraculous and did not refuse Ji Xiaohu to sit on his back, it was probably on his body, and some parts were as fluffy as it.

She was indeed injured, if it weren't for Feng Qiwu's sudden appearance, she might not know what kind of vicious battle was waiting for her.

"Don't worry too much, you can't die." She laughed lightly, in front of Ji Xiaohu, it was the most sincere smile.

Ji Xiaohu was stunned, looking at a trace of blood on the corner of her lips, she was very distressed, when she even pulled her bright red sleeves, gently wiped a trace of blood from the corners of her lips for her, and then, took out two snow-white pills from her arms and stuffed them directly into her mouth, "This is the Holy Snow Pill that I spent a year refining, there are only two, Yueyue eats it, and the injury will definitely heal soon." ”

The two Saint Snow Pills, melted in the mouth, with the smell of melting snow in early spring, had a hint of coldness, and flowed directly into Huang Qingwan's body.

She still pinched Ji Xiaohu's fluffy fox ears as before, "Little fox, don't worry, I'm not good--"

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