It was almost dusk, and the large and small holes on the top of the palace in Chongyin Mountain were once again firmly blocked, and the red brilliance of the Demon Exterminating Array was like a layer of coagulated blood spread on the cave wall.

Changyuan Demon Monarch couldn't suppress his annoyance, and kept pacing in the cave.

Although the Spirit Destroying Array has miraculous effects, the Taishang Pulse is not ordinary after all, if there is some kind of elder or something like that, it will be troublesome. The Soul Destroying Array is only useful if the monks are in it, and the elders are well-informed, and if they really find this place, they may not enter the cave, and then there is really no way to escape.

From the corner, there was an intermittent moan of pain from the Ten Thousand Rat Demon Monarch, his injuries this time were unexpectedly serious, even if he had drawn a demon formation for him to instill demonic nourishment, it could not have an immediate effect.

Changyuan Demon Monarch approached to appease: "Ten thousand rats, think about your title, think about the Taishang Pulse monk who hurt you, you have to hold on." ”

Outside the cave, there was a sudden neighing of the demon horse, and the demon soldier guarding the door shouted: "Demon King!

Changyuan Demon Monarch's gloomy face finally showed a smile, and he hurriedly walked out of the cave, and saw that the giant car of the third prince was parked on the high platform. The strange thing is that the door of the car does not open, the curtains are closed, and the demon soldiers outside have been calling for a long time, but there is no movement in the car at all.

He suddenly felt bad, but he was afraid that the news of the fairy was wrong! The third child couldn't have collided with the monk, right?!

"The third child!"

He shouted urgently, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud bang, and the door of the chariot was kicked away, and several demon soldiers who died of anger rolled out of it.

What came out with the corpse of the demon soldier was the equally bloody third son. His two arms were cut off at elbows, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was held by a woman with one hand around his throat, and a short knife stained with black demon blood was pressed against his neck.

Her face was as pale as snow, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, as if she was about to faint, but as soon as she spoke, her voice was unusually calm: "Where are my master and sister?"

There are no monks?

Changyuan Demon Monarch stared at her in disbelief.

In Yanshan too, because of her, what kind of thing is she? Obviously, no matter how you look at it, she is an ordinary woman, and there is no trace of aura trembling, nor has she ever practiced kendo martial arts. However, not only Mo Lan couldn't hold her, but the third child was even severely injured by her to such an extent, there are such strange things in the world!

Changyuan Demon Jun slowly took two steps back, he has always been meticulous, the more critical the moment, he will never act rashly, only said: "If you put down the third child of my family, I will let go of Shengongjun's family." ”

Ling Hu Zhenzhen said: "I want to see them safe and sound first." ”

He immediately turned around and whispered a few words to the demon soldiers, and when he turned around again, his expression had become very calm, and his tone was gentle: "The Divine Gongjun is famous, and the four desolate emperors treat him with courtesy, so I naturally won't touch a single cold hair of her, and invite her to come, just to be safe." Girl, I didn't mean to embarrass you, but as a descendant of Linghu Yu, you should hide in the mountains and hide incognito, but you were born to set foot in the world, and you don't shy away from it. You have to know what the three words Ling Fox Yu mean to his enemies, not to mention that it is the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness who has a bitter hatred for him. This is your life, don't hate me, you should hate Ling Fox Yu. ”

He said as he watched her secretly.

No wonder Wan Rat was sure that she was the descendant of Ling Huyu when he saw her, and she looked like her, and the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness was afraid that he would go crazy when he saw her, and he wanted him to be crazy!

The bat wings behind Changyuan Demon Monarch suddenly opened, and the bat sound technique couldn't help but roar towards her.

Sneaking up on an ordinary woman as a demon monarch is naturally extremely shameless, and he loses his worth, but he doesn't care.

If you can't see her doorway, you can't see it, so you can first use the bat sound technique to defeat her, and then forcibly subdue her. As long as she is not a monk, her meridians are more brittle than paper, and I don't believe that she can withstand the bat's sound technique.

Who thought that her face would not change and she ate a bat sound technique, and then pushed the third prince away, her steps were vain, and she staggered over with a short knife.

Obviously looking like she was about to fall, her movements were extremely fast, and the short knife turned into a cold light, dancing impenetrable, and gradually forced him to retreat again and again.

Changyuan Demon Jun never expected that the Linghu descendants, who he thought were the best to deal with, became the most tricky, and the bat sound technique was useless, what reason?!

The cold light in front of him was raging, and he gradually avoided it, and couldn't help but have an evil fire in his heart, staring at her like a great enemy: "As a mortal, you are indeed very powerful! But you must not forget that the Divine Gongjun is here with me! If they have any mistakes, it is your own fault!"

Ling Fox Zhenzhen said lightly: "They have mistakes, it's your fault, not me." ”

Seeing that she was so difficult to be hit, Changyuan Demon Monarch simply stopped talking nonsense, and fought with her in the cave for a long time, seeing that the night was getting thicker, this girl only had a mortal iron short knife, but he was exhausted, and his heart became more and more frightened.

The demon soldier who had been ordered by him to go down stood tremblingly at the entrance of the cave and did not dare to enter, Changyuan Demon Monarch rushed over like lightning, snatched the bloody wooden box in the hand of the demon soldier, and said sharply: "It is useless for you to threaten me with anyone's life......!

Before he finished speaking, the short knife in his hand was already in front of him.

She had never had such a strange moment, because of the fever, her skull was about to explode, her chest seemed to be exploding, the fire was burning and raging in her limbs, and there was no place in her body.

But everything in front of him became extremely slow, including the Tangyuan Demon Monarch.

She could catch up with him casually, and he flapped his batwing at her, slamming into him like a breeze blowing through a stone, and he didn't feel anything.

Now he picked up another wooden box and shouted something, and in annoyance, Fox Zhen slashed at the box, and the contents bounced far away on the ground with shards—not jewels, nor gold, but two bloody thumbs.

One of the thumbs had an emerald green jade wrench on it, which she recognized and was very familiar with, it was the master's wrench, and it was the proof of Shen Gongjun.

Seeing her face change suddenly, Changyuan Demon Monarch would not let go of this opportunity, and immediately roared: "Throw the knife away! Otherwise, I will immediately chop the Shengongjun family into pieces!"

What he said made Fox Zhenzhen not really hear, the fever was really too bad, her brain was buzzing, her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her throat, and she even tore her neck in great pain.

Hands are the life of the craftsman - I don't remember who told her this, and in order to keep her fingers flexible, Master never even touched the bucket axe.

This demon king took the master's life.

She needed the same life-threatening skills, now, right now, right away.

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The gloomy thunder of the sky approached one after another, and the Southern Wilderness Emperor, who was riding the thunder and black clouds in the sky, finally galloped to Chongyin Mountain, and the first thing he saw was that the glowing flying blades smashed through the top of the cave.

Countless tide-like flying blades were like huge dragons, tearing the entire Heavy Yin Underground Palace to pieces in just an instant, leaving countless chaotic lights between the sky and the earth.

The black clouds stopped suddenly.

He recognized this spell, a dense tide of glowing flying blades, each flying blade was smooth and transparent, about three inches long, only half the length of an ordinary flying blade, and it looked so fragile that it would break if it was broken, but because each flying blade was attached to the caster's thoughts, it was much more terrifying than any flying sword.

It's the dragon flying blade that makes the fox feather.

He lived?!

The surroundings suddenly darkened, and the dark purple sky thunder and lightning light mixed with supreme power slashed down towards the ruins of smoke and dust, and the Southern Wilderness Emperor didn't even wait for the first split to finish, and made countless moves.

If he lives, he will live, and he will once again break his body into thousands of pieces with his own hands!

Behind him, there was a long sigh from the master of the great vein, followed by a clear sound of "dang", and a jade bell with a green body hung in the air, and the terrifying dark purple electric light was all absorbed by it, and the body of the bell trembled endlessly because of the might, making a beautiful sound.

"Your Majesty has mercy. ”

The main vein sat on the back of the demon beast mount, swept the dust, and the soft wind immediately blew away the smoke and dust that filled the ruins.

The cave made by Changyuan Demon Monarch, which was almost half demolished from Chongyin Mountain, has completely disappeared, and only a black stone platform is intact among the devastation, and countless deep pits have collapsed around, and the dungeon and underground palace have all been exposed.

On the platform stood a disheveled girl, the group of flying blades clinging tightly together, and finally only turned into a three-inch transparent flying blade, circling her with great agility.

There was only half of a cracked bat wing at her feet, which was the largest piece of body that Changyuan Demon Monarch could leave.

Under the flying blades of the dragon group, most of the Chongyin Mountains were shattered, and this killing move is still domineering and almost unsolvable to this day.

As if hearing the thunder and bells of the zenith, she turned around and took two steps here, and the Great Vein Lord saw her face clearly, and was slightly stunned - it was indeed very similar to Ling Fox Feather.

Before Ling Hu Yu died, he left a masterpiece for himself, mentioning that he had a child with his favorite concubine, but when he hurried to the Great Wilderness, the child had long been taken away by someone, and even the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness didn't know about it. If it weren't for the little girl from Lingfeng Lake who came to Taishangmai to inform Changyuan Demon Jun that he was looking for trouble, and asked him to suspect the identity of Linghu Zhenzhen, I am afraid that he is still secretly searching for it today.

The Southern Wilderness Emperor on the side had red eyes, his voice was extremely low, and he was even trembling slightly: "Evil seed...... Seed ...... They, how dare they have descendants!"

The desolate emperor was too stimulated back then, and strictly forbade anyone to mention it, but at this time, he suddenly knew that the two had children, and they were affected by the grass, so he was afraid that his mind would be in turmoil.

The Great Vein Lord shook the dust slightly, and the wind mixed with the aura slightly diluted the smell of grass on his body, and said lightly: "Your Majesty is angry." ”

The wind blew the girl's long hair behind her back, and she looked up to look this way.

This time, the Southern Wilderness Emperor was completely frozen.

It's really like, like Ling Fox Yu, and like her.

The ordinary amber eyes, the hair color slightly lighter than ordinary people, the eyebrows and eyes are bright and bewitching—the face of fifty years of separation, but it is like the first time she saw it yesterday, the sky is vast, where does the soul go? she has no attachment to this world anymore? she has never even dreamed.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't find his own voice, so he could only watch in amazement as she took two steps here.

Suddenly, the flying blades that flew around her dissipated like smoke, and her face suddenly turned pale, and a large ball of blood spurted out of her mouth, and she fell to the ground in an instant, and fainted.

Was it Fang Cai's heavenly thunder that hurt her?

Emperor Nanhuang subconsciously wanted to help, and a Xuanqing figure was countless faster, and suddenly fell on the stage, but it was the young and beautiful Taishang Pulse Monk, who bent down and hugged Ling Fox Zhenzhen.

A familiar scene, the same monk with the highest veins, the same girl with amber eyes.

Fifty years of time suddenly went backwards, and Emperor Nanhuang seemed to see that day again, she was covered in blood, unable to say a word, and was picked up by the cruel Taishang Pulse monk, and quietly died.

He suddenly gave birth to an almost violent killing intent.

The strange and majestic demon cloud was like a giant hand spreading, covering most of the sky, and the killing intent was like a cold blade covering the sky.

The voice of the Southern Wilderness Emperor Yin Owl was almost inaudible: "...... Put her down, Ling Fox Feather, let her go!"

The Great Vein Lord couldn't help but shake his head, this desolate emperor was originally quite elegant and gentle, which made Fox Yu's temperament change greatly after the incident, and at this time, he was affected by the grass, and he was like an unreasonable mad demon tyrant, and he couldn't talk to him about business at all.

His voice sounded slowly like a bronze bell, and there seemed to be a soft power in his voice that could calm his mind: "Your Majesty, Ling Hu Yu died fifty years ago, and whether this girl is really the blood of the two of them remains to be discussed." ”