Beiju Luzhou, Demon Master Palace.

Loose under the oblique light, the day is delayed.

Leaning on the green bamboo thousands of poles, dashing and sprinkling, there are three more rains on the leaves yesterday.

The stone of Kunshan is in front of the court, there is a hidden beautiful pattern, like a thrush, and the branch calls when it stops.

Su Daji changed into a relaxed gauze skirt and sat on the soft couch, the curtain was hung up, hooked on the moon pearl, there was light in her eyes, and she was looking at the scene in the hanging treasure mirror.

In the mirror, the battle scene in front of Jiubei Mountain is reflected.

Buddhism Bodhisattva, three immortals, joined forces, the offensive was like a river hanging upside down, the sky was falling apart, unstoppable, and Li Yuanfeng, who was caught up, became a boat that was constantly swaying in the storm, and would be swallowed by the wind and thunder at any time.

Death is entangled, and the danger is at stake.

"It's hard. ”

Su Daji sighed faintly, although she was not good at fighting, her realm was not low in the end, and she was well-informed, so she had a clear grasp of the situation in the field.

After being caught up, if there is no miracle, there will be more luck than luck.

"Looks like you don't have this life. ”

Su Daji's delicate face was full of coldness, only a slight pity, nothing else.

Time, luck, and life.

The stars rise and fall, and the body can't help itself.

"Huh,"

Su Daji was just about to dissipate the light of the mirror, but suddenly, if she realized something, her eyes became clear, she stood up, and came to the bronze mirror with her skirt.

In front of Jiubei Mountain, in the field.

Look carefully, only to see the sky, wind and rain thunder, criss-crossed, colorful, above the brilliance, a frost-white color, overwhelming.

Frost white, without any impurities, clear and clean, but when it is filled in the entire space like a background color, it is ubiquitous, giving people a very strong oppression.

It's not beauty, it's the gas of death.

The four immortal figures went all out to attract celestial phenomena and were unstoppable.

Li Yuanfeng is now extremely embarrassed, the flesh and blood on the demon's body are blurred, the two heads hang down, motionless, and the qi on his body has dropped sharply, which is almost equivalent to moving mountains before.

Obviously, we have reached the end of the crossbow. Like a lamp in the night wind, the oil runs out at any time.

Li Yuanfeng saw the mountains close at hand, but under the blockade of the four immortals' magical powers, layers of Ambilight fell, staggering into magneto-light stars, containing the power of destruction.

It's really close to the end of the world, and you can't cross the thunder pool by half a step.

"There's no way, let's do it. ”

Li Yuanfeng shook the true body of the ghost car, like a flaming boat, shuttling through the offensive canopy intertwined by the four immortals, he was carrying it so hard not for anything else, just to enter the mountain range as quickly as possible.

Because his qi is decaying, the longer it drags on, the more he has no chance, and he can only wait for death.

All kinds of divine channel magic weapons hit Li Yuanfeng's ghost car in no particular order, and the gold and iron resonated, and the aftermath was agitated.

The next moment, only a crisp sound was heard, Li Yuanfeng howled, and his head hung down again, and there was no movement, and the qi in his body had declined to the lowest, which could perhaps be described as dying.

But taking advantage of another head to block the robbery, Li Yuanfeng rushed hard and entered the mountain area.

As soon as he entered the mountain range, Li Yuanfeng fell to the ground, and the only two eyes opened and looked around, he was a gamble, if he was really unlucky and deceived, he could only leave the ghost car and the real body, and only a little soul left to shuttle through the world.

In that case, I really don't know what will happen in the future.

"Tied up. ”

The female fairy Yunluo saw Li Yuanfeng plunged into the mountain, the qi on her body was realized, and she smiled for the first time on her jade face, she rolled up her water sleeves, and from her wrist, she knotted a jade ring and threw it down.

Ding dong

The jade ring rose in the wind, making a mysterious sound, and wanted to include Li Yuanfeng in it and capture it completely.

At this time, Li Yuanfeng had no strength to resist, half lying on the ground, people were killed, and I was the fish and meat, and I was allowed to slaughter it.

Just when Li Yuanfeng's life was hanging by a thread, suddenly, on the peak in the middle of the mountain range, a round of blood moon flew down, and then expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the stars were intertwined, like dogs' teeth intertwined.

In the center of the blood moon, there was a person standing, handsome, with fluttering clothes, but there were black lines between the eyebrows, faintly snake-shaped, as if he wanted to devour everyone, he saw the jade ring falling, snorted coldly, and shot a strange light in his eyes, blocking the jade ring.

Seeing that someone made a move, Li Yuanfeng was relieved, he lowered his eyelids, used his demonic power, and recovered from his injuries.

"Who?"

When the fairy Yunluo saw that her jade ring was interrupted, she was stunned at first, and then she was furious, her willow eyebrows were raised, as if she was about to unsheath the flying knife, she stared at the person in the blood moon, her skirt swayed, and the murderous intention was deep.

Liu Jingting paced out of the blood moon, hugged the Nian Nu Lingchang, did not speak at all, but looked at Yun Luo, pointed with his hand, and the Niannu Lingyue took off and struck the next blow.

As the treasure of the Demon Master Palace, the Nian Nu Ling Changyue has an extraordinary origin and incredible power, as soon as it fell, he heard the female fairy Yunluo screaming, like a lightning strike.

Her delicate body retreated sharply, her skirt was like a lotus flower blooming, her hair was spread out, and her originally black hair turned into frost white, hanging down to her waist, looking very scary.

When the wind blew, Yun Luo saw that a hair on her head fell to the ground, grayish-white, without any life, and her pretty face also became snow-white.

"Nian Nu Lingchangyu,"

Often observed that the Bodhisattva saw the simple shape of the big Yue in Liu Jingting's arms, which aroused the memory in his heart, as if facing a great enemy, this big killing weapon was directly aimed at the monks, and it was impossible to prevent it.

It is conservatively estimated that the female fairy Yunluo has been beaten for a while, and she has lost no less than five hundred years of Taoism.

Really, as soon as the big Yue fell, it went back to 500 years ago.

"Ah,"

Yun Luo saw that she was full of white hair through the reflection in the water, and screamed again, she was crazy, and she couldn't wait to step forward and eat Liu Jingting alive, but she thought of the power of the big Yue in the other party's arms, and stopped her steps.

Liu Jingting hugged the Nian Nu Lingchangyue, his eyes were indifferent, he didn't look at Yunluo, but looked at the Yunhu Lord, and said, "This is Jiubei Mountain, which is the place where my palace master used to stay. ”

The voice was calm, but none of the four people present doubted that the other was doing what they said.

"Demon Master Palace,"

When the Lord of Yunhu saw the patterns on Liu Jingting's clothes, he sighed in his heart, as a true immortal of the Dragon Palace, how could he not know the Demon Master Palace entrenched in Beiju Luzhou? If you want them to interfere, it will be really troublesome.

The Lord of Yunhu looked at the nine heads of the demon king who were lying on the ground motionless but were blocked by the handsome young man with the big moon in his arms, and after a little groaning, he said, "This demon is fierce and brutal, and the soldiers of the Water Palace who killed us are more than 100,000, please hand them over to us." ”

"I don't care about your grievances. ”

Liu Jingting's face was expressionless, his voice was crisp and sharp, and he said, "But if you dare to step into Jiubei Mountain, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"You,"

The obvious favoritism made Yun Luo, who was already in a bad mood, so angry that she was about to explode, and her silver teeth clucked.