Pressing Dragon Mountain.

To the south, small valleys.

"Don't panic, calm down, and kill with the concubine. ”

Lu Fei'er, who was a golden immortal cultivator, exerted her own bloodline supernatural powers to the extreme, her six white tails kept shaking, and her eyes bloomed with a strange dark red demon. With her as the center, within a radius of one zhang, there was an invisible soul strangulation storm, which strangled the soul of the little demon that rushed up silently.

By the time of a cup of tea, Lu Fei'er had already harvested the souls of thousands of little demons.

And the hundreds of juniors behind her are also desperately killing the enemy. After all, they have extraordinary bloodlines, and after systematic cultivation, most of them are in the Jindan Realm, and they have learned many magical spells. It's beyond the reach of those humble little demons.

Although there are only a hundred of them, each of them has the ability to fight against ten.

In the blink of an eye, under the joint efforts of Lu Fei'er and a hundred juniors, the corpses of nearly two thousand little demons were left in the valley.

Stepping on the corpses of the little demons, Lu Fei'er led a team of 100 people to break through step by step to the outside of the Dragon Mountain.

There were five or six thousand demons besieging the valley, and after a fierce battle, the number of demons was reduced by one-third.

And there were only four or five casualties on Lu Fei'er's side.

It's just that those little demons are red-eyed, and they are not afraid of death, one after another.

"Ahh

As a little white tiger demon with exhausted physical strength was split in half by an axe, the casualties of the hundred-man squad began to appear one after another. After all, he is still young and his physical strength is limited, and after a large number of spells exhaust his spiritual power, he will inevitably panic.

And which little demon hasn't gone through life and death and become crazy? When they are desperate, their combat power that erupts even surpasses their own cultivation.

One trades off the other.

After a brief stalemate in the battle, the hundred-man squad began to rout irreversibly.

One after another, the little white fox, white tiger, black snake or blue eagle was torn to pieces by the swarming demons.

After killing more than a thousand little demons in one go, Lu Fei'er's spirit couldn't help but weaken for a while, and the soul strangulation circle gradually shrank, and the little demons got closer and closer to her little by little.

Finally, Lu Fei'er also had to start tore at close range, and the six tails were like sickles, cutting the little demons that approached in half. And her hands also stretched out one-foot-long nails, sharp as thorns, tearing apart the little demon in front of her.

After all, the White Fox clan is a cultivator of spell cultivation, and their physical skills are naturally much weaker. At this time, with all her strength, Lu Feier could only barely protect herself.

And the juniors behind him fell one by one, Lu Fei'er's eyes were oozing blood and tears, and her liver and gallbladder were broken, but she couldn't do anything.

When there were still more than a thousand little demons left in the valley, there were only the last five juniors left behind her, and in the moment of turning around, four more people fell one after another.

Lu Fei'er rushed to the last child in a frenzy, and at the cost of breaking a tail, she finally rushed to the little girl and took her hand: "Follow me." ”

"Auntie, don't worry about me, you run away quickly, otherwise it's too late. ”

The little girl cried out covered in blood, with two fluffy ears on her head and an upturned tail behind her buttocks, a little white fox that had not yet fully transformed.

"Zhen'er, don't be afraid, my aunt will take you out. ”

At this time, Lu Fei'er, who was covered in blood, tore apart the little demons who rushed up wave after wave, and at the same time protected the little white fox in his arms and pushed towards the outside of the mountain.

It's like a meat grinder, with flesh and blood flying and blood splattering all over the way.

Suddenly, the ground under the feet of the two of them suddenly struck, and a thorn-like iron thorn stabbed out of the ground, stabbing at Lu Fei'er, who was focusing on the enemy in front of her, and by the time she realized it, it was already too late to dodge.

And the little white fox, who had been paying careful attention to her feet, didn't want to think about it, and bumped into Lu Fei'er with her petite body.

"Poof"

Iron spikes pierced the little white fox's body, lifting her high.

When Lu Fei'er turned around, the little white fox was obviously spasmodic in pain, but he still squeezed out a smile.

"Auntie, find, out, traitor, for, us, revenge, revenge......"

Her smile froze on her little face.

"Accumulation!"

Lu Fei'er reached into the ground with one hand, pulled out a pangolin essence, blood and tears rolled, and tore the pangolin essence in half with her bare hands.

"It's all death. ”

Lu Fei'er once again entered the flock, bathed in freshness, and the evil qi was churning, like Shura.

I don't know how long it took.

In the valley, it finally fell silent.

Some fled, some died.

Lu Fei'er's eyes were hollow, and her expression was numb in the sea of corpses and blood.

No one is the winner in this tear up.

"It is worthy of the Lu family's ......"

A faint voice rang out in the valley.

A woman dressed as a peasant woman, carrying a bamboo dustpan on her back, walked slowly from the mountains, medium material, ordinary face, placed in the crowd, not at all conspicuous.

But at this time, the earth, mountains and rivers seem to have become her background, and she walks step by step, as if the focus of the world.

"Female earth bat, I've seen Miss Fei'er. ”

The peasant woman took off the dustpan behind her back and threw it over the valley.

The dustpan was suspended in mid-air, the mouth of the dustpan was facing downward, the auspicious light flashed, and a team of Tianhe water troops appeared out of thin air in the valley, exactly two thousand, trapping the lone Lu Fei'er.

"Among the twenty-four constellation generals, the only female general, it's really an honor......"

In a desperate situation.

The battle intent on Lu Fei'er's body boiled and burned again.

......

Over the Dragon Mountain.

"Fei'er!"

The golden white tiger roared bitterly.

In the valley, Lu Fei'er finally fell in the chaos.

The nine-tailed white fox looked at Lu Fei'er who fell in the pile of corpses in a daze, without saying a word, trembling all over.

When she was in Pressing Dragon Mountain, Lu Feier lost her husband at an early age and never remarried. As we all know, the Golden White Tiger, one of the three capable generals under the Nine-Tailed White Fox, has always been in love with Lu Fei'er, and the Nine-Tailed White Fox was originally very much in favor of them being together, but King Xiang was intentional, and the goddess was ruthless. Even so, for so many years, the Golden White Tiger has been as obsessed as before, and has never given up the pursuit of Lu Fei'er.

"Demon Jiao, Lao Tzu is going to kill you little black snake!" The golden white tiger's eyes were blood-red, and he rushed down without hesitating that he was in the Eight Heavenly Dragon Formation.

Jiaomu Jiao snorted coldly, and the huge light dragon under his feet, a divine dragon swing tail, will be swept away by the golden white tiger that is carried away by anger.

"Poof"

The Golden White Tiger squirted a mouthful of blood.

The nine-tailed white fox put one hand on the back of the golden white tiger to stabilize his body.

The golden white tiger glanced back at the nine-tailed white fox and howled and cried.

The murderous face of the nine-tailed white fox showed a hint of complexity: "How is the injury?"

"Cave Master. ”

The golden white tiger knelt in front of the nine-tailed white fox, buried his head in the arms of the nine-tailed white fox, and cried like a child.

The nine-tailed white fox hesitated, stretched out his hand, and stroked the head of the golden white tiger. All along, she has subconsciously treated the Golden White Tiger as a son-in-law.

It's just that.

Suddenly.

Abnormal protrusions.

The nine-tailed white fox snorted in pain, lowered his head in disbelief, and in an instant, understood a lot: "It's you?"

The golden white tiger under him was looking up at the nine-tailed white fox with a hideous face and sneering.

One of his hands inserted into the stomach of the nine-tailed white fox and stabbed the nine-tailed white fox's stomach through.