Ying Chengcheng didn't believe it, just giving birth to a child, he would torture Ji Bangyue into this appearance.

I just feel sad when I think about it.

raised his head and glanced at Feng Qiwu again, it seemed that this Peacock Demon Emperor was much more reliable than her, and I didn't know if I could drag that terrifying monster for a while.

"Give her to me—" Shadow Allure reached out and tried to hug Huang Qing.

Feng Qiwu suddenly glanced at her, and when she saw that Ying Chengcheng was an unreliable master.

The Nine Immortals were also speechless, and Ying Chengcheng was originally a particularly unreliable person.

Although His Majesty the Demon Emperor usually lacks roots, at a critical time, he is the most powerful one, and he will hand over the phoenix to Yingcheng like this, and it is estimated that his little fox will not agree.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor did all this for his little fox-

"To the master!" The words of the shadow fell into the city, and Xiao Hei said directly, it seems that the guy who was wrapped in black fog all over his body is the same as the last time he met the demonized ancient stinky bird on the Zhongzhou continent, it once corroded one of the arms of the ancient stinky bird with a soak of saliva, maybe, now it is the only one who can kill that guy.

Ji Xiaohu is the most hard, holding the little prince with one hand and Xiao Ran with the other, like a refugee dragging his son and daughter.

In his arms, the little prince slept very deeply, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Ji Xiaohu was closest to Fusang, and the black mist of the giant python that rushed out of Fusang's body was about to sweep away his body.

The fat cat martial soul is against the seven kills, and it can't suppress Fusang's demonic energy.

"Wave--" However, at this moment, a light like a water wave emanated from the little prince's body, and that light, fluctuating in the air a few times, completely purified the Fusang demonic qi that was about to sweep up!

Ji Xiaohu got a breather, moved his feet, jumped back, and jumped dozens of meters away.

Of all the people present, only his realm was the lowest.

If Fusang wants to kill him, it is easier than pinching an ant to death, if Fusang's demonic qi is entangled with him just now, it is estimated that even Ji Xiaohu will have to burp on the spot.

No one saw that it was the little prince who had just saved Ji Xiaohu, and at this time, no one had the heart to care about these.

The mutated fat cat martial soul carried the Seven Kills Ding, temporarily resisted Fusang for a moment, and gave everyone a chance to escape.

Seven Kills Ding only resisted for a moment.

What a powerful figure the red-haired Fusang is, I'm afraid that in this world, except for the silver-haired Fusang, no one has the ability to suppress him.

"Even the demon clan dares to be presumptuous in front of me!" Fusang was really angry this time, with a cold sound, above the night sky, suddenly a series of extremely sharp black mist cold swords fell.

Densely landed down, thrust down fiercely, and fell into the earth, just that every black mist cold sword poked a hole in the ground that was up to 100 meters deep.

Feng Qiwu and the others were like outlaws in this piece of black mist cold sword, if it weren't for the lightning speed of a few people, it is estimated that they would have been smashed into hedgehogs by these black mist cold swords.

"Ye hates him!" Even Xiao Hei's face changed, and the golden retrievers all over his body stood up.

The eyes of the nine immortals were cold, their white skirts were flying, and the white feather fan in their hands waved, and in an instant, the white feathers flew all over the sky, forming a dense white feather enchantment above their heads.