The sword light slashed, and seven or eight little demons were cut off.

The demon king who was besieged by the Hundred Flowers Fairy also shook the iron spear, shattered his floating sleeves, and got out of trouble, and saw his beheaded subordinates at a glance, and his face sank.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy has taken this opportunity to fall beside Ning Wuji, her chest is undulating, wheezing, and sweat beads are beading on her forehead under the hat, she is a flower fairy in the heavenly court, so naturally she doesn't have to fight, and when she comes to the lower realm, she will inevitably be uncomfortable.

"It's okay, right?" Ning Wuqian grabbed her and asked with concern.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy's heart warmed, and she shook her head slightly, "It's okay, I'm not so delicate anymore, I don't want to be a vase and drag you down." ”

"Well, then you take a rest first, and I'll take care of the rest!" Ning Wuqian smiled, let go of the Hundred Flowers Fairy's hand, and let her walk to the Peacock Princess.

Immediately, Ning Wujian looked at the demon king holding the iron spear, his eyes were cold, "Which mountain monster are you?"

The demon king has no demon energy on his body, his face is white and beardless, his hair is green, he is bound by a jade crown, his eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and there is a woman's heroic spirit between his eyebrows, extremely beautiful, and his body is graceful.

Is this the "pseudo-mother" in Journey to the West?

"What kind of monster are you, who dare to destroy the good deeds of this son?" The pseudo-mother's voice was screaming, some like eunuchs in the palace, but there was a sense of arrogance in her eyes, which seemed to have an extraordinary background.

"Bad for you?" Ning Wuqian sneered and walked towards the pseudo-mother.

"Could it be that you are her husband, or not, today I will kill you first, and then capture them, just to bring them back and be the wife of the village!"

The pseudo-mother drank coldly, and the iron spear in her hand stabbed towards Ning Wujian fiercely, and a cloud of black light was wrapped in the iron spear, surging with yin qi. The spear is like a dragon, coming in an instant, obviously, just now fighting with the Hundred Flowers Fairy, this pseudo-Niang Taiyi Sanxian still has her hand, just teasing the Hundred Flowers Fairy,

"The aura of the underworld, from the underworld?"

The yellow-robed monster looked at the yin qi and drank in a deep voice, as if he thought of something. His complexion changed slightly, revealing the identity of the pseudo-mother, "He is the thirteenth son of the Asura clan of the Netherworld Blood Sea!"

The Yin and Dark Blood Sea is the most polluted and turbid place between heaven and earth, and it is the place where the powerful Styx of heaven and earth was born in ancient times, and the Styx imitated Nuwa to create people and created two races, Shura and Asura!

The Shura clan is magnificent, and the man is beautiful. The beauty of women is a collection of all the goodness and beauty in the world.

And asura is the opposite, men are born crippled, and women are born ugly. Its shape is different, and there are many kinds of appearances of the Asura King, some with nine heads and a thousand eyes. Fire from the mouth, nine hundred and ninety hands, eight legs. The body is four times taller than Mount Meru, some have a thousand heads and two thousand hands, and their feet step on the sea, and their bodies are more than Mount Meru; some have three heads and six arms, three sides are blue and black, and their mouths are spitting fire, and they are angry and naked.

But whether it is the Asura clan or the Shura clan, they all uphold all kinds of evil thoughts such as ferocity, fear, resentment, killing, destruction, violence, and desire in the sea of blood, and they are brave and ruthless, and they are all powerful characters in battle, and the fighting skills of these two races are also famous in the Three Realms.

If it weren't for the fact that these two races were far slower and more difficult to reproduce than humans, the Terrans might have been replaced by the races created by the River Styx.

The moment the yellow-robed monster pointed out the identity of the pseudo-mother, Ning Wujian flashed sideways, the iron spear missed, and the pseudo-Niang's body that rushed forward twisted violently in mid-air, and the missing iron spear swept, and with a whin, swept towards Ning Wujian.

"Shura?"

Ning Wujian stared at the pseudo-mother, and there was a trace of purple light in her pupils, which was the symbol of the royal family in the Shura clan, but her blue hair showed that the blood of this Shura was not pure.

While......

Ning Wujian hit the iron spear with both fists, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, the pseudo-Niang's face changed, his strength was clear to him, that shot fell, at least ten thousand catties of strength, but the monster in front of him didn't blink, and shook it with his fists?

"Shura's blood!"

The puppet girl shouted, her body rotated, and the blood light around her body rose, the iron spear burned red like a soldering iron, flowing with blood, and her green hair also turned bloody, and her momentum skyrocketed, and the blood rushed to the sky, and the body of the spear burst into blood.

This shot was faster than the original iron gun, like a ray of light, and before the sound sounded, the tip of the spear had already appeared in Ning Wuji's chest.

Ning Wuji's face remained unchanged, his fists swung out again, a punch fell on the tip of the gun, and with a ding, the spear stabbed to the chest was smashed crookedly, and a fist fell to the barrel of the gun, and with a bang, the bloody spear trembled violently, like a dragon leaping, breaking free from the pseudo-mother's hand and tearing his tiger's mouth.

"How is that possible?"

The pseudo-mother's eyes widened, she didn't even feel that her tiger mouth was cracked, looking at the blood spear that was shocked by the two fists, Ning Wujian didn't use much force, but this small amount of force just shook his hands.

Ning Wuqian didn't stop, stepped again, and threw a punch out, landing on the face of the pseudo-niang who was still in a trance.

"Ah, don't slap your face!"

Feeling the sharp fist wind, looking at the rushing silver light shimmering fist, the pseudo-mother exclaimed!

Poof, the pseudo-mother didn't resist at all, she was hit in the face by Ning Wuji, blood spurted out of her nose and mouth, and she was beaten out of the air like a rag bag and landed more than ten meters away.

"It's so hateful, I said don't slap your face!"

The pseudo-lady who was knocked away by a punch turned over and jumped up, her eyes burned with anger, she stared at Ning Wuji, her nose was constantly covered with blood, stained with his beautiful face, she stretched out her tongue and licked a mouthful of blood, and her eyes showed a sickly bloodthirsty light.

"You've made me angry, damn youkai, bear my wrath!"

The pseudo-mother roared, his body was expanding, his momentum was also skyrocketing, his clothes were torn, his green hair was constantly drooping, his face gradually changed, and in an instant, a humanoid monster wearing scale armor appeared in front of Ning Wuxian.

Three zhang high, covered in cyan scale armor, even the face is covered with scales, there are horns on the head, like dragon horns, and like deer antlers, dragging a crocodile tail, slender fingers, nails like sharp blades, the whole body reflects the cold light in the sun, and the blood is around the body, a terrible evil aura rushes to the sky, and the cold breath spreads, making people can't help but tremble.

The yellow-robed monster frowned, "Sure enough, it is rumored that the thirteen sons of the Shura clan have the bloodline of the demon god, and this is trouble!"

"Roaring ......"

The cyan monster roared at Ning Wuji, his body disappeared instantly, and with a bang, a fist appeared behind Ning Wuji, and was caught by Ning Wuqian with a punch, and the cyan monster in scale armor looked cold, revealing a playful look, and disappeared again.

"Stealth, or speed?"

Ning Wujian released his soul, feeling the movement around him, and the sudden disappearance of the cyan monster gave him a problem. (To be continued......)