Chang Xi looked down at the red fish who was half a head shorter than him, and said with a warm smile: "The prodigal son will not change his money, and I hope that the good will live up to it." ”

The second prince who manipulated the mercy demon in his body pulled the corners of his mouth, and finally stopped holding the shelf with the sword of God, and finally let you hold the hilt of the sword with your own hands?

The second prince didn't care that the five hundred demons in Zhulu Mountain had been gone, and he didn't pay attention to the dragon killer who had lost most of his life under the sword qi long whip, and looked at Chang Xi with his arms in his arms and sneered: "For the sake of a woman who can do your best, you are willing to draw your sword?"

The second prince's qi began to surge, "Your Excellency is really a big shelf." ”

Hongyu wanted to break free from Chang Xi's arms, but how could she, a weak woman, break free from a young master of the dragon clan with the body of a dragon emperor? She didn't want Chang Xi to have any more unclear relationships with her who had a bad reputation. Song Xiao is right, the second prince is right, she is from the Hehuan Sect, she is a good man, but she has never felt that her body is so unbearable as she is now.

She thought that she had betrayed Zhulu Mountain, and betrayed the second prince of the Ying clan, who was the most promising heir, maybe it would be good to die in this Weishuiyuan like this, and it would be a hundred.

At least the man who looked at her with clear eyes would no longer be disappointed in her.

Chang Xi hugged Hongyu's shoulders, looked at the corners of her scarlet lips, and suddenly smiled: "Hongyu, do you remember what I said to you when we first met Zhulu Mountain?"

Redfish smiled poignantly, "You've said so much, who knows which one you're referring to?"

"Redfish, you are more virtuous than a woman from a good family, I said. ”

Chang Xi's eyes were as clear as water, he looked at the red fish and said seriously: "If anyone dares to splash dirty water on you, I will tear his mouth apart, I promise." ”

The red fish was about to say something, but her delicate body suddenly trembled like an electric shock.

Because this young sword fairy leaned down and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

The red fish's eyes were red, and her tears were like a flood of water, and after that ridiculous kiss that didn't count half of her life, she was willing to do anything for this man, including death.

Chang Xi, who was jokingly called by the second senior brother that he had been in the peach blossom relationship all his life, said with a smile: "Red fish, you are also the protector of Zhulu Mountain, crying and crying in battle, how much you lose your share." ”

"Go to the damn Zhulu Mountain Protector, the old lady won't serve anymore!" Hongyu scolded angrily.

"You still have a good life, stop thinking about dying, live well, you will have the honor to witness the rebirth of a demon domain. Chang Xi looked directly into the eyes of the red fish and said: "In the future, use this hard-won cultivation in the right place, good and evil will be rewarded, you will eventually meet the right person, and at that time, what awaits you will be a very good and long life." ”

Chang Xi slapped a soft palm on the waist of the red fish, sending her into the Twelve Weeks Heavenly Star Array. There, even the Divine Journey Realm couldn't hurt her for a while.

On the other side of the Twelve Weeks Heavenly Star Array, the few early stage generals of the Refining Void Realm who were testing the waters under the Three Princes were not surprisingly all quickly fallen under the Yunmo Sword.

The third prince won Wei for a while, and he had guessed this kind of ending, but this ending came too violently and too quickly, like a gust of wind. Although the three refining realm generals sent out by themselves were all ranked low, they were only relatively speaking, and compared to other army generals, they were still considered to be the strongest category. This is like a chicken's head and phoenix tail, the phoenix tail of the vanguard army is far more real than the chicken head of other armies.

Yun Mo threw a helmeted head crawling with fear on the ground, rolling down the blood, he twisted his neck, and the demonic qi sword qi that was thick into substance all over his body surged like a tide. Although he had learned a lot of powerful demon supernatural powers from Ying Zhaojun, every time he subconsciously used them, they were still those swordsmanship that had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and memory.

The second senior brother held the demon drinking sword in his hand, looked at the battlefield on the other side, and saw that the little junior brother had single-handedly killed the five hundred big and small demons and the elite of the dragons in Zhulu Mountain, and then looked back at the miserable three headless corpses next to his feet, his eyes were resentful.

"Hey, the dignified third prince is such a small belly, and this time he let the little junior brother give the limelight, how can I, as a senior brother, set an example?"

Yunmo faced the third prince, hooked his fingers, and told you to let the horse come!

Ying Wei's eyes were gloomy, and the thumb of the gilded knife on his waist suddenly exerted force, and then he drew the knife out of the sheath, and the sound of the Zheng Zheng knife shattered the eardrums, and he stepped on the void and flew towards Yunmo, and it was actually killed together with the elite of the thousand vanguard army that pressed the formation!

The eighth sister's cultivation in the Void Realm is too watery, and there are realm exercises but they can't exert their due strength, and there are only two people around her, as long as she slaughters this Folding Sword Cave Elder who doesn't know the height of the sky, she can take away the jade talisman of the eighth sister all the way unimpeded. Because there is another rule in the battle for succession, that is, whoever has the most jade talismans in his hand, when the time comes, who can lock in the victory first!

The power of a thousand vanguard generals charging together from the refining void to the god was far more shocking than the five hundred Demon Heads of the Deer Mountain and the Demon Killers. Hundreds of armor-clad golden-backed rhinoceros were like a torrent of steel, squeezing towards the lonely figure on the Weishui Plain, and it seemed that the man would die under the iron hooves of the torrent in the next moment.

If it weren't for the miserable whiteness of Jiayuguan before, they would definitely think so.

It's just that after experiencing that extremely tragic battle, the mentality of these vanguard generals has unconsciously changed slightly.

They even have a strange delusion in their hearts that they don't even want to face.

They rode a thousand horses, maybe they couldn't help that guy with a sword?

Yun Mo lifted the Demon Sword across his chest, his index finger rubbed on the spine of the sword, and the two sides of the sword blade burst out with impatient sword light, the corners of his mouth raised, and his index finger slashed over.

Several of the Transformation God Realm generals who rushed to the front row, a slight crack appeared in the armor on their chests without warning, and then it expanded instantly, only to find that there was not only one crack on those armors at all, but it was as dense as a spider web.

Blood and broken flesh gushed out of the armor of these generals, and they fell to Weishuiyuan along with the shattered armor, and their bodies were torn apart. The armor-clad golden-backed rhinoceros under their seats was not spared, and the behemoth running at high speed ran and ran, and then shattered into pieces of flesh with a smooth surface like a mirror, and the scene was extremely strange.

Such a strange scene did not stop at the first row, many of the generals in the second row and the third row who were slightly weaker in cultivation also turned into a puddle of minced meat under this sword in the air, and several generals who were half-step refining the Void Realm were lucky to save their lives after losing their two arms or thighs.

On the land of Weishui Plain, a shocking scarlet blood road has been paved.

This sword has almost eliminated all the Transformation God Realm in the camp of the Three Princes, and those who can still have the power to fight are all the existence of the Refining Void Realm.

A sword is like an invisible line, Yunmo's sword is very knowledgeable, it is to condense his lifelong pure sword intent into a line, floating in the heaven and earth, and then using the flesh and blood as beads, strung one by one. The beads with a slightly worse texture will naturally not be able to withstand the stringing of the sword intent silk thread and will be broken directly, while those beads with a slightly harder texture will be fortunate to be strung together by the silk thread. As for the consequences of these beads being strung together, only one person on the Weishui Plain knows about it.

Winning Wei Xiuwei was already at the peak of the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm, and he suddenly keenly noticed that there was a sharp and ethereal silk thread falling on his body between heaven and earth, and there was a tendency to merge with his demonic qi and take root.

Win Wei Huoran turned his head and wanted to remind the other generals, but it was already too late at this time.

In the distance, Yun Mo on the chest of the horizontal sword had already changed hands, raised the Demon Drinking Sword, and slashed it fiercely.

The sword intent becomes a line, the string of threads becomes a chain, and the chain gathers into a net, and it is the time to close the net.

These "beads" strung by the silk thread of the sword intent were pulled by the qi machine, but they could no longer grasp the earth-shaking changes that occurred in the body, and the thin threads condensed from the pure to the extreme sword intent burst out from the inside out, first twisting the bone meridians, then penetrating the organs and the sea, and then tearing the dantian to smash, and finally breaking out of the chest.

Those Refining Void Realm generals who had previously thought that they had escaped the catastrophe by relying on their advanced cultivation were wide-eyed, and the next moment their bodies were torn apart like tofu.

This supreme supernatural power obviously consumes the essence of the caster, and after Yun Mo slashed thousands of horses with an earth-shattering sword, the qi machine pavilion he created couldn't help but start to crumble a little, but his gaze was still sharp, and the Demon Drinking Sword was still high-pitched.

After clearing all the obstacles, there were only two people left on the battlefield on this side of Weishuiyuan.

At this point, Ying Wei's expression no longer had any other fluctuations.

It doesn't matter if the vanguard general is dead, just kill him.

Ying Wei threw away the gilded knife and scabbard in his hand that represented the identity of the Ying clan's royal family.

Yunmo's eyes tightened, and he noticed that there was a gilded knife hanging from Ying Wei's waist.

Before facing the Kunlun Sect Master Ran Buyi, the god of war, Batuo Hongtu, handed over this gilded knife, which had been worn close to his body for more than 100 years and also represented the supreme glory of the Batuo family, to Ying Wei.

The intuition of the power of the Divine Journey Realm was so powerful, and the old military god, who had vaguely known that he would never be able to return to the Demon Domain on this trip, finally said to Ying Wei, "Just return it to its original owner." ”

"I don't owe you anything anymore. ”

The gilded knife slowly came out of the sheath, and the domineering sword spirit that had been hidden for more than 100 years was born in an instant.

In the mountains behind Qingyun, Yunmo, whose talent is second only to the legendary elder brother, raised his sword forward.

The corners of his mouth were as wild and uninhibited as ever, and he quietly released all the suppression of the demons in his heart, and the spirit of his whole body suddenly returned to the peak, the qi exploded like an oil pot tumbling, and the cold sword qi became a tide, and the domineering sword intent in the sky was like a sword demon.

He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly in the storm of sword qi, "Win Wei, get out and die!"

The Demon Emperor Yingzheng, who saw this scene "with his own eyes" in the depths of the palace, only said one word.

"Check!"

Knowing that the changes in this battle for the heirs on the Weishui Plain had exceeded expectations, there were too many big offerings, and he didn't dare to say anything superfluous, so he left the hall tremblingly.

Ying Zheng's gaze was gloomy and unprecedentedly ugly.

It is true that it takes a human pillar to open the crack from the human world to the demon world, and only he knows best in his heart why it is necessary to sacrifice the great prince to win Dangxin.

Not for anything else, precisely because the speed of his eldest son's cultivation is too terrifying. In less than 30 years, it has completed the path that others would take hundreds or even thousands of years to complete. At the age of twenty-seven, the young eldest prince won the iQue Realm, secretly participated in the top duel against the Kyushu Immortal Dao Alliance, and successfully stopped the offensive of the Lingyang Zhenren of Tianyong City, buying enough time for the other four iQue Realm players in the Demon Realm to fight, so that the two sides ended up tied.

The eldest prince won Dangxin, which became a heart disease for Yingzheng.

Yingzheng, who won the last battle for the throne and ascended the throne, has changed his mind greatly, and he can't even trust the several queens who share the bed with him, and they all die. Now that the eldest son's cultivation speed is too shocking, I am afraid that it will not be long before he can catch up with him.

Do you want him to hand over the throne? Even if you are my son, you can't help it!

In order to consolidate the imperial power, Yingzheng did not hesitate to give the queen to death, and finally attacked Win Dangxin.

He was already terminally ill and incurable.

Before the last top duel between the Demon Domain and the Immortal Dao Alliance, Ying Zheng had fought with Qingyun Mountain's Sect Leader Qinglan, and the winner was evenly matched, but it also let him know the number of Qingyun Mountain's swordsmanship. At present, although the swordsmanship of the two people under Ying Zhaojun has changed to varying degrees, there are still a lot of shadows of Qingyun Mountain's swordsmanship in general.

Before contacting again, Wei Wei had reported that there were monks in Kyushu who had invaded the hinterland of the Demon Domain, and Ying Zheng had already sketched out the ins and outs of this matter in his heart.

Yingzheng's face has been corrupted by imperial power, and his face is distorted and hideous.

"Win Zhaojun, Win Zhaojun, it seems that sending you to the frontier is still a temporary soft-hearted father, since you want to be the same as Ying Zhiyu, being a father will let you go more decently. ”

Chang Xi and the second prince won like a blur, facing each other in the air.

Ying Ruhui twisted his neck into a strange arc, his eyes flickered gold, and he suddenly said coldly: "You don't seem to be from my Demon Domain. ”

Chang Xi Yuehong Sword was in his hand, and the Dong Youjian Sword was floating on the side of his shoulder, and he said lightly: "Whether I am from the Demon Domain or Kyushu has nothing to do with the dead." ”

The smile on Ying Ruhui's face became more and more weird and terrifying, and in the end, his face was directly chapped, and after the skin fell off, his cheeks were blurred with flesh and blood, and then from the depths of the flesh and blood, a miserable white joy appeared that made people look cold at a glance, and the demonic aura was monstrous.

Chang Xi was also shaken by this strange scene, and quickly recognized this happy picture that made him remember deeply, wasn't this one of the two black and white devils beside Yi Duanzi on Zhulu Mountain? Could it be that Yi Duanzi was so generous and generous, and did not hesitate to pass on these two demons that were said to be comparable to the Divine Journey Realm to Ying Ruhui?

The Moon Red Sword Spirit babbled, and said anxiously: "This Joy Demon and Compassion Demon cannot be separated, this Win Ruyan must still have a Compassion Demon in his body! Moreover, the aura of these two demons is much stronger than the last time they first met, could it be that Yi Duzi has already dissolved the deep-rooted sword qi planted in his body by the Qinglan Palm Sect?"

The Demon Sect Sect Leader Yi Duzi's Divine Journey Realm cultivation is not top-notch among the five Great Divine Journey Realms of the Demon Domain, and the reason why he was able to fight with Qinglan Sect back and forth at the beginning was that in addition to the reason why Qinglan had been injured because of his fight with the Demon Emperor Yingzheng, it was also inseparable from these two Compassion and Joy Demon Heads.

You must know that at the beginning, Qinglan was in charge of the sect with one enemy and three, and still had the upper hand, which shows how strong the strength of this sword supreme of Qingyun Mountain is.

But Chang Xi knew that even if he could really touch the bottleneck of the Divine Journey Realm, there was still a real moat from the realm of Qinglan Sect. Although the Moon Rainbow Sword Spirit also keenly captured the two demons who lived in the body of Ying Ruxuan, although the qi was as strong as a fight, but the actual cultivation was not as good as the first time, and the reason may be that there must be a price in this transfer process. Otherwise, just refining the Void Realm would be able to easily drive the power of the Divine Journey Realm, which would be too rebellious.

Chang Xi took retreat as advance, waved his sleeves and laid a long river of sword qi in front of him, and waited for the battle.