The slender figure and the void floating, the winding skirt is like a blooming flower, the fair-skinned legs are undisguised and revealed, the spring thirty Niang is the cheeks that are full of anger, but also appeared a dignified look, before the magic power of the old demon of Montenegro "Huangquan Ghost Gate", he turned into a streamer and swooped directly on the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net", I don't know when it has transformed the body, a spider like a mountain stops in the center of the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Web". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This spider like a mountain is covered with strange patterns, the pattern is scarlet like blood, and the pair of resentful pupils look down on the chains of the "Huangquan Ghost Gate", and the black poisonous mist lingers in the thick of ink, and when it drifts away with the wind, it is already dizzy.

The magic is not as good as the supernatural powers, it is the way of the supernatural powers, which is the strongest means of the old demon of Montenegro and the spring thirty mothers, it is a killer weapon that is easy not to perform, and it is a trick to judge life and death once it is executed!

"Prajnaparami!"

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia was also an outcast of the Qingcheng Immortal Gate, how could she not know that the demon who almost cut off the inheritance of the five immortal sects of the righteous path, and the magic power of the old demon of the Black Mountain and the Spring Thirty Niang, she had already given birth to despair in her heart, and when the mana continued to gather, she once again borrowed the vast mana that could not be carried with the unique practice of Buddhism and Taoism.

The big husband has something to do and something not to do!

Blood seeped out of his facial features, like a trickle of stream flowing down his cheeks, green tendons protruding from his muscles, and his burly body trembling and trembling, like a mantis arm as a car, but he guarded Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian's thoughtfulness without hesitation.

Mei Jiangxue was on the occasion of the competition between the two supernatural powers, but she instantly took her lover Bao Wenzheng into her arms, and the six long tails were as smart as wings, pouring out the thousand-year-old cultivation without reservation, gazing affectionately, and said softly: "On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, when no one whispers in the middle of the night, I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I am willing to be a branch in the ground......"

The faint smile was clearly the persistence of knowing that it was inevitable, and it was also at this moment that Mei Jiangxue seemed to have returned to the night of the short Matsuoka study, and Bao Wenzheng also stretched out his arms to block in front of him, protecting his own life at the cost of dying.

"...... Snow"

Bao Wenzheng was speechless, the palpitation that came from the depths of his soul was like a rootless duckweed and swaying in the wind and rain, and only by holding Mei Jiangxue's slender waist hard could he find a trace of hope.

"Boom!

The pitch-black chains collided with the cobwebs and the electric flint, and their sound was like thunder and resounding in the ears, and the "Huangquan Ghost Gate" and the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net" were entangled with each other, and the layers of tyrannical air currents were endless, rippling like ripples, and all the places they passed turned into powder.

Yan Chixia's body was stained with blood, as if a steel nail was smashed into the ground, the sword light of the "Xuanyuan Divine Sword" became more and more dim, and it trembled constantly, the tyrannical airflow was extremely chaotic, and Ning Caichen had already been blown up, if it weren't for Nie Xiaoqian's sleeves, I was afraid that it would have disappeared.

"Caichen, don't let go!" Nie Xiaoqian grabbed the hilt of a sword that shook the ground, because the "Xuanyuan Divine Sword" was originally a holy object of the supreme strength and yang, how could the lonely soul and wild ghost easily touch it, and the body was already more and more blurry and turbid, but he was only afraid that Ning Caichen would lose his life.

"Xiao Qian......"

Ning Caichen couldn't open his eyes in the hurricane, where did the weak scholar get the strength, how could he grasp the smooth sleeves, and in danger, he only wanted to live and die with Xiaoqian.

And among the six fox tails, it is like a different world, a square inch of space that cannot be turbulent.

"Wenzheng, I'm a fox demon, do you really have no regrets?" Mei Jiangxue's face became more and more pale, but she buried her head in Bao Wenzheng's arms, and still asked softly.

"I only regret why I left that day......"

"If I can spend a few more days with you, what does it matter if I die!"

Bao Wenzheng sniffed the body fragrance on Mei Jiangxue's body, looked at the six fox tails that were so beautiful and agile, but he was insincere but extremely affectionate, but the feeling of "walking dead" rose in his heart.

"Poof!"

When Mei Jiangxue's demonic aura was churning, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a different phase had already been born on the white skin, and the long hair of the silky fox had already been lived, only because the demonic qi poured out to resist the aftermath of the supernatural powers, and he was no longer able to maintain the peerless appearance of the illusion.

This is an elegant white fox, the color of the whole body is as smooth as silk, the rock-like body has broken through the Luo skirt, the six long tails are still lingering with a demonic aura as thick as ink, like a pu fan to dissipate the tyrannical airflow, and softly buried the head in Bao Wenzheng's arms, still exuding a strange fragrance.

If you close your eyes, you will definitely mistake it for a delicate woman who is still beautiful......

"Jiangxue, are you okay?" Bao Wenzheng closed his eyes, desperately trying to think of Mei Jiangxue's face in the past, so as to maintain the affection and sweet words blurted out at this moment.

"Woohoo!"

Mei Jiangxue has already revealed her body, she can't speak, she can only whisper, and at this moment, she can still get the love of her lover after transforming her true appearance, although she is seriously injured, but it is an indescribable joy.

A dense air flow emerged, and then lightning flashed in the distant night, and then a cold wind swept in, and the thunder rolled from far and near, but it was clearly discerning!

"Spring Thirty Niang!" The old demon of Montenegro raised his eyes to the sky with a solemn expression, and shouted: "If you continue to fight, although I will not be able to escape the catastrophe of thunderclouds, I am afraid that you will also be destroyed!"

"If you humiliate me in front of me, you will be destroyed, and you will be dragged to the end!" The colorful mountain giant spiders on the spider web, still shouting resentfully, have the meaning of immortality.

The old demon of Montenegro looked at the spring thirty niang on the spider web in astonishment, and then showed a mocking look, each other is a demon who has practiced for thousands of years, humiliation and face are just excuses, knowing that the spring thirty niang is vicious, and threatens to die together, it is just to kill the tree demon of Lanruo Temple.

"What do you want?" The old demon of Montenegro really didn't want to go through the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation again, and the "Huangquan Ghost Gate Pass" in his hand became deeper and deeper, and the dark chains emerged one after another, colliding with the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net", and shouted loudly.

"Hand me the dryad!"

The eight long legs of Chun Thirty Niang have been slightly damaged, and the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net" is getting more and more bleak, but it is a great rage, and the red light in the pupils is even more miserable, and there is a lot of hatred for the fish to die and the net is broken.

The slightly trembling mountain of flesh and mud is the current situation of the collapse of the "long-tongued hell" of the Lanruo Temple Tree Demon, and the thousand-year-old tree demon of Lanruo Temple, which is still clamoring, has already hidden the body and hidden in the earth.

"Weng hum!"

The earth shook the mountain, the ground of the Nalan Ruo Temple was raised, and it began to shake, as if the earth dragon turned over, and the old locust tree that grabbed the stone from the clouds was revealed, and the branches and leaves were lush and covered by the sky, and it seemed that the sky was falling from far and near, and it smashed down viciously towards the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net".

If it is said that the power of Wanjun is only afraid that it will be difficult to reach one hundred and one, the branch crown of the thousand-year-old locust tree is overshadowed by the sun, like the pillar of optimus, which is the manifestation of the thousand-year-old tree demon of Lanruo Temple, and the fish is dead and the net is broken.

The old demon of Montenegro was full of murderous aura, and the "Huangquan Ghost Gate" in his palms regenerated and changed, and the countless chains gathered together in an instant, like a dark long stick, which was also viciously smashed away by Chaochun Thirty Niang's "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net".

In the long and venignant howl of Chun Thirty Niang, the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net" also changed, wrapping the spider body comparable to the mountains like a silkworm cocoon, but it was intended to resist this up and down attack with its supernatural powers.

"Hold the five elements, rely on the law, hide the avenue, and slash the spirit with the sword!"

"Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" came out of the sheath in an instant, the crystal and soft brilliance was like a thousand miles of moonlight, the arrogant and fierce sword intent went straight into the sky, the seven weak cicada wings of the long sword converged and merged in one place, the Qingluan screamed extremely tragically, as if after losing the love of his life "Fire Phoenix", he wanted to die with the enemy.

Bao Wenzheng was holding the sword in both hands, the crystal and soft brilliance was extremely bright, and he had already hidden his figure, and the arrogant sword intent slashed down towards the thousand-year-old tree demon of this Lanruo Temple.

If the spring thirty Niang is unexpected, the system task of "demon wife and ghost concubine" will end without a problem, a glory is not necessarily a glory, a loss is a loss, Bao Wenzheng saw that the spring thirty Niang was in danger, only to push away the white fox in his arms, the first "Five Elements Killing Spirit" of the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" cast out......