"It turns out that a few brothers have been suspicious of me for a long time!"

Facing the suspicious eyes of the demons, Lang Qianqiu looked calm.

"Le Lion Camel, how many good things you have done to the Lord, today, I will remove you for the Lord. ”

This sentence is equivalent to admitting the true identity of this Lang Qianqiu.

Sure enough, Brother Lang had already been killed. Who the hell are you, and what do you want?"

Before the words fell, Hua Wuying suddenly burst out, and a pair of daggers roamed around Lang Qianqiu's vital point like a poisonous snake.

Chasing the wind and chasing the electricity means that the half-step demon immortal body of this mountain leopard is so fast that it is unexpected.

So, of course, on Lang Qianqiu's body, countless blood flowers were splashed.

"Lie down for me!"

With a roar, Hua Wuying plunged the two daggers deep into Lang Qianqiu's ribs.

Then, Lang Qianqiu stood straight on the ground and smiled slightly at Hua Wuying.

"Lie down for me!"

In the same sentence, the effect is different for different people.

Hua Wuying suddenly felt that the ground was spinning, her limbs were weak, her legs were weak, and she was paralyzed on Lin.

Before falling into darkness, he seemed to see that the countless wounds on Lang Qianqiu's body had actually healed. The two daggers, which were almost handleless, were actually squeezed out of the body by the constantly wriggling muscles around them, and the two hideous wounds were closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

[What the hell is this monster?]

It was the last question that left in his mind before he fell unconscious.

"What did you do........

The angry Xiang Wanjun just wanted to throw his long nose at Lang Qianjun, but found that he was also dizzy.

At the last moment when he fell, through the corner of his eye, he was shocked to find that there was not a single demon clan on the table that could still stand in front of the table.

"Alcoholic food, poisonous ......"

Seeing the limp body all over the ground, Lang Qianqiu took out a jewel the size of a chicken egg from his arms and threw it in the air.

Lingbao: Stinging beads.

The orb that originated from the body of the thousand-year-old dragon sting has the magical power of concealing the sea and distorting the five senses.

If you look inside from outside the main hall at this moment, it is still a staggered ......

And in the main hall, all the attendants and maidservants actually maintained a panicked and fled in all directions, and turned into stone statues in an instant, completely losing the breath of life.

Psychic powers: Fossilism.

"I was going to collect more usable soul torsos for the Lord, but now it seems that this can only end here. Leshi Llama, you are really hateful. ”

Looking at the Le Lion Camel that closed his eyes tightly and collapsed on the seat, Lang Qianqiu laughed fiercely, and the sharp nails popped out of his ten fingers, shooting out towards the Le Lion Camel.

The next moment, a smug smile froze on his face.

On the seat in front of him, there was only a trace of thunder left, and there was still the figure of the lion camel.

Magical powers: electric flint.

"It's a delusion again, how much blood did Xiang Liu give you, and it can withstand your squandering?"

Obviously, the probability of forcibly obtaining blood from a demon saint is really high.

Unless it is the Demon Saint deity nodding in approval.

Leshi Llama wanted the former, but reason made him choose the latter.

"No way, you drank that wine too!"

Lang Qianqiu looked at the Le Lion Camel behind him with a look of surprise.

The famous drug that can make the immortals unknown, but the demon fairy has failed?

Lang Qianqiu didn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

"I want to know, I won't tell you~"

When the fighting method recruited relatives, Ao Yuan injected a wisp of essence blood into his body in order to detoxify him.

Now it seems that the wisp of essence blood is alive and well in his body.

"What if you're not poisoned? You're just a demon immortal cultivator, where can you escape from my palm?"

Na Lang Qianqiu took a few steps back, took out a handful of soybeans the size of a grain of rice from his arms, looked at the sky and threw it away, and said something in his mouth.

Dozens of tall figures dressed in full-body armor fell to the ground with a bang, quickly scattering around.

Then, a dark wave permeated the entire hall.

High-level supernatural powers: Scatter beans into soldiers.

Upper Formation: Soul Relief Array

"You should regret that you didn't run away just now...... Now, you don't stand a chance!"

With the obscure fluctuations that filled the entire Justice Hall, Le Shiluo suddenly felt that the spiritual power around him was surging out, dissipating in this area.

The Spirit Relief Array laid by the thirty-six Yellow Turban wharves was enough to make a Demon God Realm powerhouse have no mana left in his body.

What's more, these Yellow Turban wrestlers themselves are already strong people in the fairyland.

Spiritual power is the foundation of all supernatural powers.

A monk without spiritual power is a lamb to the slaughter.

And even if the body of the lion camel is strong, it can only exert the strength of the martial arts master, and in the eyes of dozens of yellow turban wrestlers, there is equal to nothing.

Half-kneeling weakly, the lion camel lifted its head with difficulty.

"Good means, good magical powers, I am convinced. ”

"It's just that who is Your Excellency, and what is the purpose of stealing those bones secretly? ”

Lang Qianqiu laughed up, his laughter was full of pride and rampantness.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, a certain is one of the one hundred and eight immortal gods under the command of the Lord. As for the function of those bones, hahaha, they are used to make corpse golems and immortal gods. When the time is ripe, the Lord will lead us to sweep down, the Three Realms and Six Realms, who will compete!"

"Then what is the sacredness of the lord in your mouth, and how can you use such a means?"

"You don't deserve to know!"

Lang Qianqiu waved his hand, and the thirty-six yellow turban wrestlers each held their weapons and slashed at the lion camel.

In the Juyi Hall, there are ghosts of mountains emerging, and thirty-six Yellow Turban wrestlers are unable to move an inch, like a quagmire.

The spiritual power that dissipated to the ground turned back into the body of the lion camel again.

Moving mountains and turning mountains - self-contained.

My land, my way.

In front of Lang Qianqiu, who claimed to be an immortal soldier, Le Shiluo stood up lazily, and the long knife in his hand pointed at him diagonally.

"You honestly tell me who is behind the scenes, how good it is, in vain for my superb acting skills, in exchange for a bunch of insignificant information. ”

“...... Hehe, don't get complacent too soon. ”

On the bodies of the thirty-six Yellow Turban wrestlers, countless red lights suddenly appeared, and their faces, which were originally square and majestic, suddenly became cold and weird.

The body, which was originally unable to move, was able to withstand the heavy pressure and gradually move freely.

"I want to see how you, one of the so-called Seven Demon Stars, can resist me and the other thirty-seven Immortal Realm powerhouses!"

I don't know what secret method that guy used to greatly increase the spiritual power of the Yellow Turban Lux, but it is obvious that it will definitely not last long.

But the premise is that the lion camel can survive until that time.

In the next moment, in front of every Yellow Turban Warrior, there was an imposing beast and more than a dozen fierce beasts with teeth and claws.

Thanks to the generosity of the fierce sword Gu Yue, there are dozens of desolate beasts that can be driven in the hustle and bustle of ten thousand beasts, and the number of fierce beast primordial gods that are occasionally sealed by the Le Lion Camel is close to two hundred.

Group beating is always the favorite of the lion camel.