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Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

One after another sword light was incomparable, and it was splashed wanton on the top of this cloud, mixed with the scorching "Nanming Lihuo", and the old demon of Montenegro had been fighting for a long time.

She is not stained by the world, but she walks the world to kill demons and eliminate demons, although she is meditating on her own way, but also protects the common people; although she is the head of the Emei Immortal Gate, but because she is alone, she is like a clear lotus out of the mud and not stained, and the dirt is clear and the ripples are not demonic.

"Montenegro, you don't want the Heaven Splitting Sword Codex, I'll let you have a good experience today!"

Qingling's tone fluttered above the top of the clouds, and the north was covered by the roar of lightning and thunder, Lu Sanniang pinched the sword trick to drive the Qingping Immortal Sword, the graceful posture and the wind swayed, the beautiful cheeks were full of coldness, and when the pupils contracted sharply, a sword light tore through the night and split away in an instant.

The cheeks of the old demon of Montenegro were full of tyranny, and there was a "black long snake" whistling between his gestures, and the chains and shackles that gushed out from the "Huangquan Ghost Gate" were like splashing ink.

"Who's behind it, who is it!"

A long roar of madness and a sudden sound in the air, between the gaps of lightning and thunder, the long blood-red hair fluttered behind the shoulders, and the tyrannical intent rose again, and then the "Huangquan Ghost Gate" in front of him also faintly emitted a strange aura.

No accumulation of steps can lead to thousands of miles.

The old demon of Montenegro formed a demon with heterogeneity, and it was not easy to walk for thousands of years, since the time when the demons of Baimang Mountain and the Yang World captured the people, they were aware of it, and they wanted to gain insight into the heart of the spring thirty mothers.

When the line to the Nine Secluded Streams was at the time of the "Book of Life and Death" to shine brilliantly, the old demon of Montenegro was shocked and angry while watching the fire, and the Far South Baimang Mountain did not know when it was allied with the Far North Nine Secluded Streams.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can have the strength to fight with the old demon of Montenegro!

The thousand-year-old spider spirit of Baimang Mountain comprehends the magical power of "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Web" Spring Thirty Niang.

Nine secluded streams thousand-year-old ghosts, comprehending the supernatural power of "Nine Secluded White Bone Fire" Nine Secluded Niangniang Zuo Yuesu.

The current head of Emei Xianmen, the Qingping Sword Immortal Lu Sanniang, who comprehends the supernatural power "Nanming Lihuo".

Once these three women join forces, Rao is old demon of Montenegro has survived the nine-day thunder tribulation, and he will also sink into the sand.

The old demon of Montenegro has always been the only one, after failing to stop Chun Sanniang today, he was blocked by Lu Sanniang and here, the anger in his heart was like a wave, and he knew that if he couldn't kill Lu Sanniang and on the spot, he only waited for the hell to return, and it was Spring Thirty Niang and Zuo Yuesu who came together......

"Lu Sanniang, Emei Immortal Gate has been extinct since then!"

The old demon of Montenegro jumped like thunder, his arms moved slowly as if he contained a mysterious truth, and the arch formed by the magic power "Huangquan Ghost Gate" was also bloody, and the nine-day thunder catastrophe was extremely dangerous, and the demonic spirit was even more intense after rising into the sky.

Countless black chain shackles began to gather and entangle, and the sound of "whooshing" transformed into a fierce beast, a terrible howl pierced the sky, this fierce beast tiger head human body, four hooves and elbows, holding two chains formed by the black Jiao, its shape is like a mountain, the tyrannical aura and the nine days of thunder tribulation intensified.

Lu Sanniang's mask was frosty, her eyebrows were frowned, her pupils contracted sharply, and she held the Qingping Fairy Sword in her hand in an instant when she pinched the sword trick, and slowly moved with the sword and floated in the air, and a scorching white flame was born, as bright as starlight, it was even more dusty, as crystal clear as the moonlight, and it was like a dream.

The seven southern houses of the twenty-eight houses (well, gui, willow, star, zhang, wing, and zhen), its image bird, located in the south, belongs to the fire, the color is red, and it is generally called the vermilion bird, also known as the "vermilion bird".

A light chirp was indescribable joy, the "firebird" the size of a palm sang with its neck, soaring and flying with the side of the Qingping fairy sword, Lu Sanniang's beautiful cheeks were sweating like rain, and in a few breaths, he wet the robe, and looked at the magic power of the old demon of Montenegro with cold eyes, and his concave and convex posture was like the green lotus blooming and floating in the air.

The golden snake danced wildly on the top of the clouds, and splashed ink in the night, disappeared after a thousand miles, and the raindrops and winds were even more wanton, and the sound of explosive thunder rolled in one after another, almost mixed into a sound.

The sympathetic sympathy of the qi and the machine is the same, the "fierce beast" transformed by the chains and shackles and the thunderous momentum, viciously rushed towards Lu Sanniang's head, and the two black Jiao in his hands were also monstrous, dancing around and surrounding them, intending to strangle him and kill him on the spot.

Lu Sanniang's imperial sword slashed directly, its momentum was like a decision without return, and the "Vermilion Bird" condensed by the "Nanming Lihuo" before the Qingping Immortal Sword was also indomitable, and the wings and the night were filled with rippling white light, and the blazing feeling swept the world.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Wow!"

Nanming is known as burning all things in the fire, how blazing! The Heaven Splitting Sword Book is known as the Heaven Splitting Immortal, how fierce!

Lu Sanniang's sword slashed straight like a meteor, cutting off a black Jiao, and its momentum did not change, and the sword flew straight into the night......

"Lu Sanniang, you misunderstood me today, and he will destroy your Emei one day!"

The tyrannical cheeks of the old demon of Montenegro are even more hideous, although the heart is angry, but he has not lost his mind, at this moment, Chun Thirty Niang hijacked the Yang World Soul Chen Bing Jiu Youjian Stream, intending to make the underworld conquer the Nine Youjian in vain, if you don't go to stop it, it will be a catastrophe for your own family in the future.

With a cold eye, he glanced at the silver snake coming from the sky, and the old demon of the Black Mountain rose against the wind, and in the flickering light and darkness of the majestic shore, he rushed straight to the nine secluded streams in an instant.

The bright moonlight spreads all over the nine secluded streams, and the treasure of the underworld, the "Book of Life and Death", has already cut off the nine days of thunder tribulation, and the flower of resentment has all converged the grievances, and the ghost is reflected under the breeze and the moon.

With the flickering of the spring thirty demon spear poking the sky, the people in the air were constantly thrown down, but it was like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, so that the heavenly master Zhong Kui was tired of running, and he could only use his magic power to take it over with the clouds.

The human body is just a skin, as long as the soul is returned to the underworld, it can be reincarnated, Cui Jujiu was unmoved by the gods, and stood with his hands to witness Zhong Kui shine at this moment.

"Go ahead!"

At this moment, when the Yin soldiers of the underworld were arranged, if the rumors spread to the ten halls of Yama Heavenly Son, it would inevitably fall in the end, so he whispered to the black and white impermanence.

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an and Black Impermanence Fan Wuxuan stepped forward, and the yin qi around them was as black as ink, and they approached with the gusts of yin wind.

The mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand is in the shape of a skeleton, and with a wave of the understatement, a few feet of dark clouds will condense and form, and the yang man who has fallen down will be caught in an instant.

Hei Wuchang threw up the soul flag in his hand, and the soul flag shone brightly in an instant, and it also turned into a cloud of several feet, and Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an made two places, and caught all the yang people who fell down without any difference.

Bao Wen's face was gloomy, and he looked at the actions of the nine secluded streams with cold eyes, and he couldn't understand how this spring thirty niang thought, and when the situation was difficult to turn around, why she was indecisive.

Pinched the sword trick and got up, flew straight to the place where the spring thirty niang was, and looked at this bewitching woman like a water lotus with a solemn face......

"The matter is urgent, I will take a leave of absence from the underworld for expropriation, and I will talk about the matter with Zuo Yuesu later!"

Bao Wen Zhengzheng said in a deep voice, and then stepped forward and grabbed the soft worm holding the demon spear to the sky, looked at the thousands of demons floating in the air, and shouted loudly: "Don't throw it again, kill me!"

The viciousness of the words echoed in the nine secluded streams, and the demon spear poked the sky and flickered, how could the demon in Baimang Mountain not know that this young man was the lover of the demon king Chun Thirty Niang.

Demons are natural selection, the weak eat the strong, under the power of the spring thirty Niang, where are the demons not frightened, only obey!

"Kill!"

The vulture demon king has long been the Pythagorean minister of the spring thirty niang, and he knows the power of the "pillow wind", seeing that the demon king spring thirty niang has not stopped him from speaking, he suddenly understood and shouted.

"Poof!"

"Click!"

The claws took out the heart that was still trembling, and the sound of breaking the neck bone and the sparse sound in the floating air, suddenly the blood rain was like a scoop, and in the screams of the common people, it was thrown down to the nine secluded streams.

It was the old woman with goosebumps who had broken her neck bone and died in horror; it was the man who was in the prime of life who was torn in half, and her cheeks were not calmed in pain; it was the confusion of a young woman who had her heart and liver pulled out and died and did not know where she was; it was the helpless cry of an unkempt childish man in horror, and the crystal tears still slid down his face......

"Zhong Kui, do you retreat or not!"

Bao Wenzheng is holding the soft wattle of the spring thirty mother, driving the "Nine Shadows White Bone Sword" and shouting loudly, the cheeks full of anger are even more hideous, where is there the gentle and frugal demeanor of the past, like a ghost who wants to choose people to eat.

"Evil beast, you have sinned so much that you will never be reborn in the eighteen layers of hell!"

Heavenly Master Zhong Kui's face was pale, looking at the corpses in the sky and falling in the air, his heart was extremely sad and indignant, so he pointed at Chun Thirty Niang and Bao Wenzheng and said sharply.

"Kill me!"

Bao Wenzheng witnessed the rain of blood pouring in the sky, and the stumps and broken arms were constantly thrown down, a hideous smile appeared on his white cheeks, and his scarlet eyes were even more haunted with indifferent killing intent.

"It's better to come early!"

I don't know when, with the sudden appearance of the proud figure of the universe above the top of the clouds, and the bright moonlight under the glow, the big air and the wind are making a sound, when the long blood-red hair is fluttering, the cheeks full of anger are also rising with fighting spirit, when the gods of the underworld are conquering the nine secluded streams, it shows the true color of this world-building demon.