Li Yuanfeng took a step forward again, and behind him came the cry of the head of the ghost car that was even higher than the cry of Qingqing Crane, and the aftermath was swaying, layered on top of each other, showing a miserable green, eerie and terrifying, combined together, it seemed to be a ring.

The rings are like illusions, the textures are staggered, and they fall on top of the magic weapon that is stuck in the space, and then it turns around, and the ghost car screams again, wave after wave, rolling forward like waves.

Such a voice comes from the fifth song, the sound is in the ears, the sound enters the spiritual platform, and the people are confused, not to mention, mixed with the essence of the true intention of the demon lord, it can be called a deadly demon sound.

The next moment, I only heard a cry of pain, the sound was very crisp and beautiful, and then, above the magic weapon like a knocker, thousands of shadows were shocked by the demonic sound of Li Yuanfeng's fifth song, swaying like drunkenness, and hovering like a crane shadow, after a while, all the shadows were unified and turned into a girl's shadow.

Under the light of the sky, you can see that the girl's skin is as white as jade, the palace skirt is tied to the waist, the green silk like a waterfall hangs down to the waist, the white and tender jade feet are stepping on lotus crystal shoes, which looks very delicate and beautiful, but under the long eyelashes, the blood pupils are opened, containing killing, destruction and death.

Just one look at it is a nightmare.

Is the spirit of the treasure of the Netherworld, born of death, a good kind?

You don't see, all the disciples of the Demon Master Palace who came here have all entered the belly of this seemingly sweet and lovely girl.

It's just that now, this beautiful girl looks very embarrassed, she has knelt on the ground, and she wears a ring on her smooth forehead, which looks like a garland, but in fact, it is a fine and dense spell intertwined, and even gives birth to spikes, piercing into her spiritual body, and making magic sounds all the time, I am afraid that it is comparable to the tight spell that Sun Wukong was worn later.

"Ah,"

The girl knelt on the ground, screaming in pain, the skirts on her body were scattered, revealing a large area of white skin, a beautiful and beautiful face, and the green silk was draped down, like a ghost, and the voice spread far away.

Li Yuanfeng stood with his hands in his hands, watching quietly, his face expressionless.

In the end, when the machine spirit girl curled up on the ground in pain, a layer of sweat appeared on her delicate body, and even her eyes turned white, she spoke: "How is my spell?"

The girl hugged her shoulders, her small body trembled, she didn't know that Li Yuanfeng's hand was borrowed from Sun Wukong's tight spell, but this kind of pain that penetrated to the deepest part of the soul, even if the spell stopped temporarily, it was still like an engraving.

The girl raised her head slightly, looked at Li Yuanfeng with a gloomy face, and shuddered again, and her ferocity was greatly reduced.

She kept muttering in her heart, she could come up with such a torture method, making life worse than death, and the other party was the real murderer, the villain, and the ruthless.

Compared to the other party, he is simply a white lotus!

"Say a word,"

Li Yuanfeng took a step forward, condescendingly, looked down at the curled girl, and said, "What is your name, what is the origin of the magic weapon, if you can't say it clearly, I will recite the mantra." ”

Hearing the mantra, the girl immediately raised her head, her eyes full of fear, and she screamed, "Don't say it again!"

Li Yuanfeng didn't speak, just stared at her.

"My name is Joan,"

The girl was born with wisdom and wisdom, she was seen by Li Yuanfeng, and she didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly replied: "I should be the instrument spirit of the Yin Ring on Biyue." ”

"I don't know when the Yin Ring on Biyue was conceived, and I was born to be able to communicate with Chongyin Mountain, Nai He Bridge, and other mysterious realms in the Netherworld, borrowing power. ”

"It's wonderful. ”

Li Yuanfeng thought of the Chongyin Mountain and Nai He Bridge he encountered, just projections, both of which have a lot of power, and where their bodies are located, I am afraid that they are the forbidden places of the Netherworld.

"What else, continued. ”

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were green, looking at the self-proclaimed Xiao Qiong's instrument spirit, he was keenly aware that the magic weapon in front of him called the Yin Ring on the Biyue was likely to be the magic weapon that came into being in this era, and it would have a great effect in the future, the more you know, the more beneficial it will be.

Xiao Qiong, a machine spirit girl, opened her mouth, and was about to continue talking, when suddenly, the void in front of her rippled with water ripples, and layers of black lotus bloomed, on top, the clouds were like a canopy, intertwined, and below, a young man sat upright, with white hair like snow, and a handsome face, like a woman, he was wearing a black robe, and the water sword was hanging from his waist, silent and mysterious.

As soon as this person appeared, the silver ring on the moon suddenly let out a light sound, and the heavy halo was sheng, echoing it if thousands of moonlights came.

And Xiao Qiong hurriedly raised her hand to pull away the hanging green silk, revealing a pretty face.

Jingle bell, ding bell, ding bell,

The bells on the Biyue ring are windless and self-singing, continuous together, like a song, like rolling up a bead curtain, falling the rain in the early morning, and the willow leaves outside are thick, after dressing up, sitting in the attic, looking forward to returning.

The magic weapon is destined to be fateful, and that's exactly what it is.

Li Yuanfeng heard the movement and looked up at the person who came, the strong qi on his body was dizzy and lifeless, and he was a dark monarch.

Just like the Xuanmen Heavenly Immortals, the Ancient Buddhas of the Buddha Sect, the Demon Saints of the Demon Clan, and the Netherworld Monarch are at the same level as the above three, they are all big people with the same longevity as heaven and earth, and they have the power to collude with the rules.

And specifically, most of the rules comprehended by the Underworld are related to the Netherworld, although the road to the top will become narrower and narrower, but it is remote and weird, and the lethality is powerful.

The Immortal Monarch has never been a person to mess with, although Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the underworld that day, he looked very majestic, but really speaking, it must be that the Buddhism Daomen has been arranged in advance, otherwise, the Immortal Monarch will come out and let the monkey head at that time catch the blind.

"Someone is destined to arrive. ”

Li Yuanfeng looked at the person, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, judging from the qi on the other party's body, it should have just been promoted, and the time may be shorter than himself, he smiled and asked, "I don't know what the name of the Immortal Monarch is?"

"Nine Desolation Demon Saints,"

The person who came called out Li Yuanfeng's origin, his voice was feminine, as if the moonlight was permeated under the slight cool breeze, and said, "You can call me a broken heart." ”

"Haha,"

Li Yuanfeng smiled, his eyes were bright, and said, "I didn't expect that my reputation had spread to the netherworld." ”

Li Yuanfeng was not too surprised that the other party called out his name.

As mentioned earlier, being promoted to the Demon Saint level is completely different from before, and this kind of cultivation and strength cannot be underestimated and important in any force.

Therefore, as soon as the other forces get the information, they try to gather all the relevant information for later use.

After being promoted to the Demon Saint, whether it was himself or Bai Ze's reminder, Li Yuanfeng had already prepared for this, adapting to the fact that he was no longer a little transparent, but a dazzling existence everywhere.

"The Nine Desolation Demon Saints have done something big,"

The heart looks feminine, the voice is more feminine, the words are wisps, and the water is trickling.

The two of them talked and laughed, looking like old friends reuniting, which made Xiaoqiong, the machine spirit, bite her red lip and be a little stunned.

In fact, Li Yuanfeng and Zhenxin were both on guard and stood against each other.

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