The palace is made of soil, the moonlight is unpretentious, the soldiers who survived the disaster wailed repeatedly, the white tiger kept swinging his fist, the fist fell like rain, Feng Ling stubbornly raised his head, disdainful of body pain, and died without compromise.

Nineteen demonic qi floated under the moon, the billowing smoke pillar changed direction, and the fox demon and a group of fresh-clothed young men fell behind the white tiger, silent, waiting for the white tiger's order.

"Mo Yu, how sure are you that if you move away from the national fortune of the Qi Kingdom, you will break through the Imperial Tomb?"

"Back to the Lord, his subordinates have privately watched this formation, and privately thought that the formation was exquisite and abnormal, if no one interfered, there was ninety percent certainty, and if someone interfered, it was less than thirty percent. ”

Wen Run Gongzi retracted the painting fan, smiled and squinted his eyes, looking at the formation of the imperial tomb, the delicacies and wines, the peerless beauties are not as happy as a moment when they untie the formation, they are demons, each has their own bliss, and his fun is to break the formation.

"Good, good, good, no one will interfere with you. ”

Xu was fed up with the sandbag that was powerless to fight back, and the white tiger threw Feng Ling to the fox demon with his backhand, his eyes swept over Linzi, and his eyes were full of cruelty, "The others went into the city to hide the burial formation, and after getting that thing, they erased this ancient city from the world, and the humble ants dare to disobey the demon clan, we need to help them recall and recall what happened in Great Wei." ”

The group of demons laughed, and they were about to act Su Bai Mingguang broke through the sky, and the merry sword cultivation fell on the eaves, the white-clothed Shengxue, holding the magic sword, the divine sword was carried with him, and the momentum was hidden but not released, giving an inexplicable pressure to the demon clan, the sword was like a mountain, and it was difficult to climb.

The white tiger couldn't help but ignite his fighting spirit, looked at the Heavenly Sword with interest, smiled cruelly, and said, "He handed it over to me, you guys do things neatly, I don't want to wait too long!"

"Yes!"

All the demons spoke at the same time, the sound fell, and the sword light suddenly appeared in the night sky, plain white and bright, and directly took the eyebrows of the fox demon.

"It's good to come!"

The white tiger stood sideways in front of the fox demon, slapped out the sword light with one palm, and raised his fist to hit Luoyang's forehead, and the verdant Xunfeng rose with the trend, the sound was like a tiger's roar, unstoppable.

The remnants of the elephant were shattered, and the whistling wind was mixed with the muffled sound of the corpse falling to the ground, and the white tiger tilted his head to look, Mo Yu had already fallen among the ruins, and his face still maintained an impatient eagerness, as if he didn't know that he had been killed by the sword.

There was silence all around, slowly gray and depicting the invisible moonlight, the white-clothed sword cultivator who slashed the demon slowly got up, the scarlet pattern on the magic sword was moving, and there were countless Yayoi killing machines.

Feng Ling looked at the breezy sword cultivator, looked at the demon clan who was killed by a sword, and said with a smile: "Kunlun's bull's nose, move faster, either kill me or save me, don't wait for a while when they take me as a hostage and force you to compromise, then the situation is in a dilemma, and it is difficult to ride a tiger!"

"That makes sense. ”

The sound fell, and the Sauvignon Blanc cut into the night, slashing heavily on the white tiger's thick arm, cutting off a few hairs, and failing to hurt the flesh and skin.

The white tiger opened his mouth and roared out of the wind, but was avoided by Luoyang tilting his head, drawing his sword and slashing, the hidden sword momentum on the Sauvignon Blanc suddenly burst out, and after the sword qi was cut off from the white tiger's arm, the castration did not decrease, and he slashed straight at Feng Ling's henchman.

"Catch the water curtain!"

Urging the blue water curtain to block the sword qi, the fox demon took advantage of the situation to step into the air, and was about to escape when he was heavily pumped on the head by the appearance of the memory, and let out a sigh, endured the heart-tearing pain, was dizzy and dizzy, smashed a large piece of green bricks, hugged Feng Ling tightly, and refused to let go even if he died.

Seven or eight magic weapons tore through the night, shattering the remnants of the sky, Luoyang glanced at the white tiger refining the elixir, raised his sword to cut off the magic weapon of the demons, moved his sword fingers, cut off the arm of the fox demon, and urged the spiritual power to pull up the Fengling Imperial Sword and take it into the air, intending to escape from here and think about it in the long run.

The country cannot be left without an owner for a day, Feng Ling cannot die, and the country of Qi cannot be chaotic.

The white tiger stared at Luoyang's back, shook his newborn arm, and grinned, causing the wind to blow all over the sky, black as ink, and the smell was pungent.

The fox demon took advantage of the situation to jump up, and the black fox phantom appeared behind him, and the beast's claws slapped down, like a mountain pressing on the top.

Luoyang took Feng Ling's safety into account, and did not dare to break through the wind, so he instead fell into the courtyard, waved his sword to cut through the fox shadow, protected Feng Ling behind him, and judged the situation.

The wind rose, the dust dispersed, the white tiger pursued, dangled a shot in front of Luoyang, dodged and raised his fist to blast Feng Ling's forehead, the fox demon moved at the same time, and led it with his hands, cutting down three water waves in the air, completely blocking Luoyang's retreat.

Two dwarf-like demon clans retreated underground, like swimming fish returning to the sea, constantly swimming around Luoyang, cracking the land from time to time, further compressing Luoyang's living space.

"Mixed Element Dust!"

There was a long roar, Sauvignon Blanc and Changxiang moved back and forth, the sword chanted sonorously, and two bright sword lights crossed the void, one cut off the water waves, and the other slashed back the white tiger.

"The wind is falling, fast!"

The sound of the sword falling, the rune light raised to cover the sky and ashes, Luoyang smashed the talisman in his hand and threw it to Feng Ling, the streamer flashed, Feng Ling did not return to his senses and was under the grape trellis of the Xiangfu, the old man in cloth put down the scroll in his hand, bowed and saluted, and said: "I have seen the king." ”

"So all of this today is Xu Ziyou's bastard?"

Feng Lingxiu frowned, looked at the old minister in cloth, hooked the corners of his mouth, and guessed that most of the rights and wrongs here were under Xu Ziyou's control, otherwise Luoyang would not have come to such a coincidence.

Situ Tan got up slowly, stroked his beard lightly, but asked, did not explain, and replied casually: "The monarch is carefree, the family is simple, please take a seat." ”

Feng Ling chuckled and followed Situ Tan into the hall, the dust in the palace all fell, Luoyang stood still with a sword, his robe fluttering, and countless murderous intentions between his eyebrows.

The wind and rain fall, the rivers and mountains are fixed, the moon is good tonight, and it is advisable to kill the demon.

"Kill!"

The plan failed again, and all the reason of the white tiger was burned to ashes by anger, and he just wanted to take the head of Luoyang and torture the soul of Luoyang, so it was so difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

The order was forbidden, and the two dwarf demon clans rushed out of the ground, waving their claws, and six sharp streamers tore through the night.

Luoyang leaned over and rushed towards the two demons, holding the appearance of the memory upside down, the two swords moved lightly, the plain white sword arc was like a hook moon, the brilliance faded, and the two tiger-sized moles fell to the ground, both of which were beheaded.

"Let's get on it!"

"Red Cloud Meteor, Glaive Flying Knife, Hurry!"

The fox demon snorted lightly, took the lead in launching an offensive, waved lightly with his bare hand, the mire was like a whip, covering the stars and moon between the waves, the sound of breaking the air was deafening, and the remaining demons followed closely behind, sacrificing the magic weapon talisman.

Luoyang had just avoided two quagmires, and thirty-six flying knives came one after another, like a fine star, and like dancing leaves in the wind, the trajectory was erratic and elusive.

Glancing at the tall and thin demon clan of the imperial envoy's flying knife, Luoyang raised his sword and broke into the enemy formation, flicked the sword, the monkey corpse fell to the ground, and the thirty-six flying knives were raised by Luoyang again before they fell, stagnating slightly, and differentiating into three sword lights swept into the night.

"The stars and the moon!"

The mud whip and clear water surged, wrapping the fox demon tightly in it, the sword light crossed the sky, the rolling thunder in the sky woke up the lights of thousands of homes, and the red fox fell weakly into Qiongxiao, and was firmly held in the arms of the white tiger.

A dazzling bright red trickled down the corner of his lips, and the fox demon pulled the white tiger tightly, his eyes were a little gloomy, "Lord, don't be impulsive, go for the top, our goal is not to kill Luoyang!"

The white tiger clenched his fists unwillingly, looked at Luoyang who was approaching step by step, gritted his teeth with hatred, opened his mouth and spewed out a white light, and then disappeared without a trace.

Luoyang lifted the sword to extinguish the streamer, lightly pulled three or two sword flowers, casually threw the Sauvignon Blanc into the night sky, and casually waved the appearance of the memory, and felt that the sword fell to the arm and hurriedly used the sword to lead the sword into the sheath.

"Tsk, this action is handsome, how did a little girl's family come up with it?"