Looking at Ning Wuji's expression that didn't seem to be joking, Lan Yu's face froze.

He fought with Sha Seng, it seemed crazy, and even fought equally, but the price he paid was also extremely heavy, he still has less than one percent of his strength left, and Ning Wujian and Sun Wukong are fighting, it seems to be fierce, but it is more of a competition of strength, and the injuries are far lighter than imagined.

The two were so close that Ning Wuqian wanted to make a move, Lan Yu was really difficult to resist, and he felt that Ning Wuqian didn't dare to kill him because of the relationship between the Bull Demon King and their Netherworld, but he didn't see the awe of the Bull Demon King in Ning Wuji's eyes,

Will the demon king, who even Sun Wukong challenge, fear the Bull Demon King?

For Ning Wuji, the Bull Demon King is worthy of respect, but that's all.

"Hahaha, Brother Lan Yu don't have to be nervous, it's just a joke with you, today's Pingtian Great Sage's wedding, it's right to drink and have fun!"

Seeing that Lan Yu's body was tense, Ning Wuqian laughed, touched the bowl with the demon king who came to toast, and poured the wine down, Lan Yu's face sank, he was tricked, but he was quite deep in the city, and he smiled slightly, "The two kings are happy, happy!"

Walking back to the Thirteen Young Masters of Shura, Lan Yu poured a bowl of wine, squinted his eyes and said coldly, "You don't lose unjustly, he is much more difficult than you imagined!"

Shura Thirteen Shao squirted out a sip of wine, glaring at Lan Yu, what is this, he would lose at that time, just because he was too careless.

"Even if you fight him again, you will still lose!" Lan Yu snorted coldly, as if he knew what the thirteen young men of the Dao Dao Shura were thinking, and added.

"Oh, he's so good, I can't see it, it's funny!"

The ugly Rakshasa man has been sitting steadily, he is the son of the ugly old man Uncle Lan, Lan Xuan!

Today, the Rakshasa Girl, Lan Yu, the Thirteen Youths of Shura, and the Seven Youths have all made a move, but only he and the Yaksha Girl and the Shura Girl have not moved, among them. Lan Xuan is the strongest, the Yaksha woman is the second, and the Shura woman is the weakest, so they don't play.

"Could it be that you also suffered a loss just now?" The Rakshasa woman is graceful, smiling like a flower, scheming, although she lost in the Qiyao Array, she is not annoyed at all.

Lan Yu nodded, Shura Thirteen was rare, and laughed. "It turns out that you yourself suffered a loss, you are not me, how do you know that I can't win him, don't laugh. ”

Lan Yu just drank and sneered, and didn't say much.

Seeing this, the Rakshasa woman looked at Ning Wujian and showed a charming smile, "What a mysterious man, really interesting." The yang world is really wonderful, much more gorgeous than the underworld. ”

Cuiyun Mountain is lively and noisy, and the heavenly court and Buddhism are much quieter, in the big camp. Li Jing sat in the camp tent, looking at the book of soldiers, even from such a distance, he could hear the laughter from the side of Cuiyun Mountain.

The door of the tent was opened. Nezha walked in, pulled a chair and sat down, "Is there any hope of winning?"

Li Jing didn't raise his head. I still looked at my military book until I finished reading one page, and then I said when I was turning the book, "No!"

"What does the Jade Emperor mean? Obviously there is no hope of winning, just to save face?" Nezha was puzzled, this was the purpose of his coming to Li Jing.

"I don't know, if you can win, it depends on how much the Buddha attaches importance to Tang Seng, if you come to make a move?" or ......" Li Jing raised his head and looked at Nezha, "Or Daomen made a move?"

"Daomen won't make a move!"

Nezha shook his head, the battle of the gods, the Daomen can be said to have suffered heavy losses, and the vitality has not recovered so far, the demon clan of Xiniu Hezhou is gathered, and the Daomen will not offend the big demons in Xiniu Hezhou for the sake of heaven.

"Buddhism?" Nezha suddenly understood the Jade Emperor's plan, and sneered, "I see, the Jade Emperor wants to use the Buddha Gate to intervene in the power of Xiniu Hezhou, this time to send troops, Buddhism is the mainstay, no matter whether it wins or loses, there is no loss in the heavenly court, if you win, you can march into Xiniu Hezhou in a bright light, and if you lose, the big deal is to lose some heavenly soldiers and generals." ”

"The Jade Emperor is just a favor five hundred years ago in the return of Buddhism, the power of heaven is unpredictable, who can guess the thoughts of the Jade Emperor?" Li Jing shook his head, he had been by the Jade Emperor's side for countless years, and he had not seen through what kind of person the Jade Emperor was.

"Heh, guess what, go back, there will be a big battle tomorrow, you have to raise your spirit, today Qiyao is victorious, and tomorrow you will go out again, you will definitely be defeated!"

Nezha said while walking out of the camp tent, Li Jing closed the military book, yawned, turned out the lights and rolled up his robe and slept on the couch, and the whole camp was silent.

On the top of a mountain in the distance, there was a figure in a black cloak, looking towards the camp,

The Bull Demon King was very thoughtful, and he had already guessed that there would be a large army besieging Heavenly Court, and at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain, there were countless pavilions and pavilions, which were enough for these demon kings and monsters to live.

In the middle of the night, the banquet has dispersed, the bonfire is burning, the drunk youkai lie on the ground, snoring and sleeping, the youkai drink, it is very simple to think about not getting drunk, but it is rare to do so.

In an attic, the candle flame was shining, and Ning Wuqian sat cross-legged on the bed, recovering from the trauma in his body during the day, and realizing the experience after the war.

Xingxian walked in with a pot of tea, dressed in white, her face was extremely beautiful, there was no half-picky flaw, the contours were clear if she was deliberately carved and delicate, her jade face and red lips were set off by her black hair, and her snow-white arms like pink lotus were even more exciting, her pair of beautiful eyebrows were slender and moving, full of classical beauty, embroidered crisp breasts, small waist without a hand, and slender legs, so that she had a proud posture and demeanor in the world.

"Childe, there's a demon king out there who wants to see you!"

"Demon King?" Ning Wujian opened his eyes, and his divine thoughts spread out, and he knew who was outside the Dao, and nodded, "Let him in!"

He wears a light goose yellow nine tin cloud brocade scarf on his head, and wears a collar of plum agarwood and silk cranes on his body. Tie a blue three-strand velvet belt around the waist, and step on a pair of hemp warp Ge Weiyun head shoes.

In his hand, he holds a nine-section withered rattan dragon crutch, and hangs a dragon thorn and phoenix flower bag on his chest. The jade surface is more glossy, and the pale hair and chin float downward.

Handsome and unparalleled, fairy wind bones, no wonder he will be regarded as a national teacher by the king, Qinghuazi is indeed dignified, and Chaoning is respectful, "The small one sees the king!"

"Hmm!" Ning Wuqian drank the tea that Xingxian brought to him, getting rid of the taste of wine in his mouth, "The Bull Demon King suspects you?"

Qinghuazi was a little nervous, and today Ning Wujian fought Sun Wukong, which left a deep impression on him, making him feel a little more in awe of Ning Wuji, and bowed his head slightly.

"Also, with the skills of the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess, there is no shortage of smart people around him, and it is normal to see it. ”

Qinghuazi hurriedly said, "The Bull Demon King, they are already preparing to establish a demon alliance and stick to the pure land of the demon clan in Xiniu Hezhou!" (to be continued......)