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"See Lord Demon Guard!" At this moment, there was a burst of worship from the disciples of the Demon Sect at the door, and then, twelve people in bloody clothes slowly walked into the Demon Immortal Courtyard, their faces were indifferent, and there was a number engraved on the side of their faces, from one to twelve, the number was scarlet and demonic, these twelve people walked neatly, stopped in front of Li Xiaoxian, and then fell to their knees.

"Twelve Demon Guards, see the young master!" The voices of the twelve people were loud, even if they knelt at this time, they could feel a scarlet demonic aura rushing out of the sky!

Li Xiaoxian came back to his senses, and when he saw these twelve people, he was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and laughed loudly: "Very good, it seems that you have gained a lot of cultivation in the blood pool!"

Mo Yi's voice was hoarse, and he said: "Fortunately, I will not be dishonored, and I will all cultivate to break through to the Vajra Realm!"

Li Xiaoxian looked up and smiled, laughing wildly, but Zuo Pingzhi's heart sank, and he secretly thought to himself: "This girl has become more and more powerful, it seems that she must be strangled in the cradle quickly, otherwise once she is powerful, the old man will be in danger." Zuo Pingzhi glanced at the field, silently calculated the strength of the two parties, ordinary Demon Sect disciples don't care, the elders of the Demon Sect are basically on their own side, Li Xiaoxian previously had the right protector Yang Xiao to help, but now Yang Xiao has become a waste, can't become a climate, now the only thing that can be relied on is the Twelve Demon Guards and Fu Jingnian, although the Twelve Demon Guards are strong, but in his eyes, they are still far behind.

"It's just ......" Zuo Ping subconsciously glanced at Fu Jingnian, and secretly felt a headache, "That's it, it's good to pay a few more people when the time comes, I don't believe that the old man has a whole group of elders, and he can't deal with this hairy child." ”

Zuo Pingzhi made up his mind, and after he got out of the Bright Peak, he immediately started to kill them by surprise.

Fu Jingnian touched his chin and glanced at Mo Yi, this person turned out to be at the realm of King Kong High Stage. Among the twelve demon guards, the cultivation is the highest, followed by those who have the middle stage of Vajra.

"Twelve guards obey orders!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"This seat orders you to be equal to tomorrow morning, with Brother Fu out of the sect to face the battle, and guard the last pure land of my demon sect. Li Xiaoxian cleared his throat and continued: "There must be no mistake!"

"Subordinates listen to orders!" The twelve demon guards clenched their fists, and glanced at Fu Jingnian.

Fu Jingnian smiled slightly.

"Okay, I'm tired, so you can go down first. Li Xiaoxian slowly closed his eyes, and then spoke: "Brother Fu will stay for the time being." ”

"Huh?" Fu Jingnian's body that was about to turn around turned around again.

Li Xiaoxian took out a golden oodan pill the size of a dragon's eye. He said, "Take it." ”

Danmaru Guanghua circulated. Start with a slight heat. It was from Xiang Qiandao's tomb that he got the Nine Turns Golden Pill.

Fu Jingnian's eyes flickered, and he was not pretentious, he stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "Okay! But if you don't need it tomorrow." I will give it back to you as it was. ”

"Hmm. Li Xiaoxian said softly: "Be careful tomorrow." ”

Fu Jingnian nodded and strode out.

After leaving the Demon Immortal Academy, Fu Jingnian grabbed a Demon Sect disciple and asked, "Where is the Twelve Demon Guards now?"

The disciple said respectfully, "Lord Demon Guard is practicing in the martial arts arena. ”

"I'm not familiar with this place, you take me to the martial arts arena. Fu Jingnian followed behind this Demon Sect disciple, thinking all the way, if he went to fight with the Wuyue Sect like this tomorrow, he didn't have to think about it, there was absolutely only one way to lose.

Fu Jingnian frowned slightly, and kept opening up Xiang Qianren's life memories and childhood memories. Under the influence of the sky, he has read poetry and books since he was a child, and learned the art of war. Just as the two of them were about to enter the martial arts arena, Fu Jingnian's heart suddenly moved.

"There it is!"

The corners of Fu Jingnian's mouth lifted slightly, waved away the demon sect disciple, and walked in alone.

The twelve demon guards were all quietly meditating on their knees, preparing for tomorrow's battle, adjusting their bodies to their peak state, and at this time, seeing Fu Jingnian coming, they got up one after another.

Fu Jingnian didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Do you want to die tomorrow?"

The twelve demon guards glanced at each other, and the demon said in a deep voice, "What?"

Fu Jingnian rubbed the hilt of the knife with his thumb and said lightly: "I don't want to die, listen to me from now on." ”

"Why should we listen to you?" said Moichi without hesitation.

Fu Jingnian drew his knife in an instant, then withdrew it in an instant, and said calmly: "Is this enough?"

The wind doesn't move, the people don't move, and the hair of the twelve demon guards did suddenly explode, and the entire hair was scattered indiscriminately, and the hearts of the twelve people were stunned. Scratch the words in your own throat...

Mo Yi was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Okay, I promise you, I don't know what your plan is?"

Fu Jingnian smiled slightly, and said: "I have a secret technique that can make people's cultivation triple enhanced, and I also have a formation, once it is operational, not a drop of water will be revealed, seamlessly, and the cultivation of people in the formation will be doubled again!"

"Is there really such a demonic technique in the world?" the twelve guards gasped at the same time and said in shock.

Fu Jingnian smiled, what he didn't say was that what this formation also needed was a person with high strength as the eye of the formation, and the person with this eye would resist the damage of seven or eight out of ten.

This person who is in the array is naturally Fu Jingnian, and he has no choice. If he had known that this trip was so dangerous, Fu Jingnian might not have come, he was never a heroic saint who sacrificed himself, he only knew that he wanted to live, even if he was kneeling and breathing, even if he lost his dignity, he would have to live for his parents, for Da Chu, for his master, and for himself, Fu Jingnian has always believed in a word.

No matter how miserable it is, if you don't die, you will come out eventually.

But since he has come, he must fight with all his might! even if he knows that he is invincible, even if his hope is faint, because it is the responsibility of a man.

Fu Jingnian lost his mind slightly, made a pen with his fingers, wrote hard, and drew out the secret techniques and formations.

"The wind from the southwest is in the shape of the sky. The water of the West, the elephant of the blue edge. Small animal north, big strong south, thirteen red devil array. The Twelve Demon Guards looked at the formation painted on the ground in a daze, their eyes were all absorbed, and they muttered.

The twelve people looked down again, only to see that the secret technique was written on it, "The way of the other day, its joy is endless, turning into a flying fish with Kunpeng, melting heaven and earth in a sea, using the body as a tool, hiding the mysteries of heaven and earth, accepting life and vitality, and creating a momentary phaselessness"

The twelve people couldn't calm down for a long time after watching it, forcibly suppressed the shock in their hearts, and looked at Fu Jingnian quietly.

Fu Jingnian felt the focus of his gaze, but he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Time is pressing, can we start?"

"Whew!" the twelve men fell to their knees.

This night is not destined to be peaceful.

At the same time, two strangely dressed people came down from Ziwu Mountain, there was a big monk sitting on his shoulder, the little monk was holding a roast chicken in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil, and the big monk looked up at the top of the light and said to himself: "In such a lively place, how can I be missing." ”