The devil laughed strangely, and suddenly screamed, and the withered vines around him writhed more violently, and hundreds of withered vines were entangled together, forming a thick vine, like a python.

The devil fell to the ground, slapping his palms on the ground, summoning one ghost after another, and all of them killed the flying flies.

"Hell, where are there so many demons and monsters!" Fusheng shouted angrily and slammed his hammer to the ground, like a war drum.

Feifei pointed at the spear and snorted, "It's okay, I'm here to kill." ”

Before Feifei finished speaking, Fusheng had already rushed to attack. He swung his hammer into the mound, slamming them all to the ceiling. He let the devil hurt his arm, and at this time he seized the opportunity to take revenge.

Changhe summoned a black broadsword, slashing left and right, and he was also a fierce general.

The devil knew that these immortals were here to seek revenge, and they were so murderous that they didn't dare to fight hard, so they could only summon ghosts behind them and shoot out ghosts one by one with their palms.

"The wind is coming!" The flying fly let out a long roar, and with a wave of its left hand, three whirlwinds blew violently, shattering several stout dead vines that attacked, and one of the winds hit the devil.

The devil was hiding in embarrassment, knowing that there was a long river pressing the formation, and his heavenly barrier was useless, so he had to lead the ghost to retreat.

The morale of Feifei and his party is high, how can they easily let go of the devil and chase after them.

Under the blue eyes of the long river, the heavenly barriers cast by the devils were broken one by one. The devil is poor in skills, and he keeps summoning ghosts, but he still can't stop the pursuit of the divine soldiers behind.

The devil still had a strange smile on his lips, but he was gradually afraid in his heart, and the heavenly barrier that was originally used to restrain the righteous gods was useless under the blue eyes of Changhe.

"The bullshit demon generals, the bullshit demon world, it's useless at all, all of them are remnants of the defeated army!" The flyfly laughed, raised his hand, and killed another demon.

Before he finished speaking, the Heavenly Barrier suddenly shook, and a dark purple light shrouded down, covering the entire Heavenly Barrier.

With a bang, the entire barrier collapsed, and it returned to the appearance of the ninth floor of the Jincheng Building.

Feifei and the others were shocked, and the devil was also surprised.

I saw a few guys in armor standing by the internal window of the office on the ninth floor, and they also looked at this place in a daze.

"Huh? It's a star of the year! The young man who spoke was dressed in green armor, holding a long sword in his hand, and an ancient mirror tied around his waist. He also had four companions by his side, all of whom were also Chenxing's generals.

"It's you..." The flying flies and the others were stunned, not expecting to bump into the centaurs at this time. Feifei raised his spear and pointed at Yue Rong and shouted angrily: "You guys are all the way to the Thousand Longevity Evil God!" ”

Fusheng also shouted: "Yue Rong, are you friends or enemies? ”

"Not friends anyway!" Yue Rong laughed. Before he could finish speaking, a whirlwind came at him.

"It's okay, you have thrown yourself into the net, and it has saved us a lot of work!" The flying fly spear goes straight to the Yuerong.

"Bastard!" Yue Rong avoided the whirlwind, and suddenly became angry, and pulled out his long sword to face the flying fly.

The black man behind Yue Rong who was called Wen Hui was still silent, but at this time, seeing that Feifei made the first move, Fusheng and Green Bee followed behind, so he had to raise his long knife, shouted, and took the other three partners to fight the battle.

The flying flies and the Yue Rong fought against each other, and the red spears stabbed or split, smashing tables and piercing walls; In the face of the flying dragon's strong attack, Yue Rong did not have any timidity, and the long sword danced wildly, and fought back.

Everywhere the two generals went, they fought in a mess, almost overturning the office on the ninth floor. The flying fly made Yue Rong's fast sword stab his whole body and scarred his body, and Yue Rong also made the flying dragonfly's spear slash five or six times, smashing seven or eight times.

"The wind is coming!" Fei Fei opened his sword, found the gap, and raised his left hand, and a whirlwind rolled the Yue Rong up, hitting a compartment wall behind him. The lightweight material compartment caused Yue Rong to crash into it, shattering it entirely, and Yue Rong struggled to get up from the pile of wreckage.

Seeing the opportunity, the flying fly rushed and stabbed down with a single shot.

Suddenly, a golden light shone on the fly's face, and he screamed, covering his eyes and jumping back.

Before the flying fly landed, Yue Rong had already jumped up in pursuit, and stabbed a sword into the flying fly's waist. The flying fly was hit by a sword, and with a wave of the spear, a violent storm swirled on the spear, hitting Yue Rong's body, and sending Yue Rong far away.

The flying fly fell to the ground, covering its eyes, only to feel that Venus was dancing in front of it, and it was not easy to regain its sight.

The head staggered to its feet, holding a long sword in one hand and an ancient mirror in the other. The ancient mirror was originally dull and dull, but at this time it was bright, and it turned out that the flying fly let this ancient mirror shine on the eyes, and only then did it lose its vision for a while.

Feifei couldn't help but laugh when he watched Yue Rong make his armor shattered by the storm and cut his body: "We didn't know how many times we wrestled before, and you guy didn't beat me once, and now it seems that the situation has not changed." ”

"You are less reckless, you are more injured than me." Yue Rong spat on his saliva, there was more blood in the saliva, and he glared at the flying fly with hatred, only to see the flying fly pressing his waist and abdomen, and blood flowed out from the wound from time to time.

This one, Wen Hui and his three partners fought against Fusheng and Green Bee; The long black long knife of the long river is powerful and powerful, and it confronts a Chenxing general.

The seemingly young Chenxing general crossed a few swords with Changhe, and then scolded loudly: "You are not Tai Sui's subordinate!" ”

"You hairy head, I am the general under the account of Lord Zhenxing, you report your name!" Changhe scolded.

"My name is Gobu! You remember it well, and you remember it well, and you remember it well, and you can remember it well, and you should remember it well, and you should remember it.

Changhe was used to seeing this meeting, he didn't say much, and he sighed a little at this time. The young immortal in front of him is not bad in martial arts and has excellent qualifications, but his eyes are cloudy and clear, and he is weird and trembling. Changhe caught the gap several times, but he couldn't kill it.

On the other side, Wen Hui and Green Bee faced each other, and the fight was inseparable.

Wen Hui laughed and said, "Good boy, you young immortals who have been refining in the cave are all extraordinary, and the refining gods are really capable!" ”

"Brother Wen, you're not bad!" Qingbee smiled miserably and said: "Yue Rong and Wubu are also immortals refined by the Cave Heaven, and their ability to resist evil thoughts is much higher than that of ordinary gods, but I didn't expect them to be evil!" ”

Wen Hui slashed down on the head of the green bee with a knife, and the momentum was thunderous. Qing Bee felt that Wen Hui's knife had no intention of hurting him, and although the force was fierce, it was easy to dodge.

The green bee was stunned, and also returned a few knives to make a show. Wen Hui laughed again, and continued to dance the big knife to slash left and right, but most of them were false moves, only slashing the surrounding floors and tables and bursting again and again.

This one, the devil is very embarrassed, the heavenly barrier makes the Chenxing general broken, at this time, he is sandwiched between the two people, he can't advance or retreat, and the demon soldiers and ghosts around him are almost dead, so he has to summon the ghosts desperately, while trying to find a chance to escape.

Fusheng saw that several Chenxing's subordinates had no intention of fighting, so he simply jumped out of the battle circle and turned to deal with the devil. When he saw that the devil was fleeing to the eighth floor, he also followed, and turned around and roared: "The demon is about to escape, everyone chase after him!" ”

When the green bee heard this, he was also so happy that he turned around and followed Fusheng, shouting, "Brother Feifei! We can't do it without you! ”

Fusheng also shouted: "Heavenly General, come with me!" Flying Dragonfly, we are mainly attacking the demon general, don't let Chenxing's gang mess up the operation! ”

The Yue Rong was about to rush to the flying fly again, but Wen Hui stopped him and said, "Yue Rong! Lord Qiyuan ordered us to come in, it was to kill the rat generation of Qianshou, don't make a mistake about the object... ”

Wen Hui moved out of Chenxing Qiyuan, and Yue Rong stopped, panting and glaring at Feifei angrily.

Feifei wanted to fight again, but Fusheng and Green Bee both retreated at the top of the stairs, not only did they not come up to help, but kept calling him over. He knew that he would never be able to defeat the five generals of Chenxing alone, so he had to follow Fusheng with hatred, and looked back at Wen Hui and other colleagues in the past, and did not forget to choke: "If it weren't for the elephant and the green bee thinking of the old love, I would have sent you back to the main camp to await trial, and next time, I will not show mercy!" Yue Rong, you don't even have a chance to wait for trial, I will take your life next time. ”

Yue Rong spat the blood in his mouth and scolded angrily: "Don't rob me, you dragonfly, the next time we meet, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

"Don't be angry, next time you see you, just ask for it, don't forget our mission." Wen Hui patted Yue Rong on the shoulder, while calming the trembling Wubu.