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Luo Changfeng and Mu Yun Jiancheng are not only those who locked in the three alien races at the same time.

Qinglong Kuotai has the children of the Demon Emperor.

Behind the riots in the Zhuque Gate, there were two Qinghong Luan Guard leaders with cultivation in the realm of Transformation.

It is not that they realize that the alien race has the intention to escape, but in the eyes of the six people, they are the objects that must be eliminated. No matter what the victory or defeat between the two saints in the nine heavens, this reappearance has caused chaos in the world but everywhere

The alien race must be killed today!

There was no sign, perhaps the eyes of Luo Changfeng and Mu Yun Jiancheng were foreshadowing. When they looked at the three alien races, the Butcher's Knife and the Shenxian Sword would slash at the same time.

The sword that killed the fake saint and the sword that implicated the sword saint were so terrifying that they had when the two of them had adjusted their cultivation to the extreme. The answer to this question was finally witnessed by countless demon citizens under the Fusang tree.

Regardless of whether they were still thinking of witnessing this scene during the Tianshui disaster, the answer was destined to leave an indelible trace in Bailiyun Palace.

This trace cannot be washed away by the waterfall.

Time cannot be erased.

Because the target of this sword is the demon emperor in the yellow python robe.

A saint.

But now the sword that killed the saint fell on the three alien races who were responding urgently in a hurry without any notice in advance. The result can be imagined.

The blood evil sword light of the butcher's knife and the sacred sword energy of the immortal turned into two horizontal lines, one red and one white, cutting off hundreds of waterfalls hanging from the nine heavens, summoning the three people who protected the body star totem in front of him.

The alien's body was cut in half and then fled far away.

Like a horizon disappearing into the horizon.

But what is strange is that the sword light and sword energy disappeared, and only two alien corpses were left in the rainstorm waterfall. After the alien in the leader was cut in half, his whole body turned into a pool of water and flowed silently in front of the stone steps of the ruins of the giant hall.

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"The mirror flowers, water and moon are empty and real, this is not his true body!" Luo Changfeng, who stood with his sword, felt deeply regretful.

"It's the moon in the well!" Mu Yun Jiancheng looked around, releasing his perception but gained nothing.

Luo Changfeng narrowed his eyes.

He has dealt with Yuezang Mirror Man in the Well more than once.

Whether in Fengxue Silver City, Zhujian City, or Baili Yun Palace today, there is never a chance to face these two people head-on.

He could not estimate how powerful the Yuezang Mirror Man in the Well was compared with the Senior Tiandao, but it was not an exaggeration to say that this ability to escape from the shell was the best in the world.

Because he and Mu Yun Jiancheng couldn't tell the truth before making a move. Now, it was a bit terrible that the Mirror Man in the Well was so fake!

Seeing that the alien race died and ran away, the Demon Emperor was entrusted by the saint who looked very much like the former leader of the Demon Sect, Bai Zhiqiu, to the nine heavens, and had no time to take care of him. He used the wind and thunder wings to protect Prime Minister Ji Meng.

The White Tiger Demon Shooter, who was protected from the damage of the Sky Waterfall under his wings, felt that the situation was hopeless.

Taking advantage of the gap between Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, Fenglei wings swayed and rolled up two hundreds of meters long waterfall tornados.

The tornado sucked the two of them into it and wanted to escape to the distance. The tornado was extremely fast and floated out a hundred feet in an instant.

For this reason, Luo Changfeng and the others who took the move could only watch but had no choice but to do anything.

Although the move was a very short process, it might only be in a moment. However, it was this moment that the White Tiger Demon General, who had a cultivation level in the Chest Realm, was probably enough for him to escape from the Baili Cloud Palace.

It was too late to pursue it again.

Fortunately, the three alien races were also locked in, including the children of the Demon Emperor and the two Qinghong Luan Guard leaders, the demon emperor, and the evil palace evil. Luo Changfeng and Muyun Jiancheng took the move, but the four of them had not taken action yet.

Since you have chosen your position before this so-called abdication ceremony, it is not easy to withdraw safely.

After all, it depends on whether the four demon masters allow it.

Very unfortunate.

Lin'er, Huang'er, Yinyou, Gongsha... As a witness to the natural disasters and disasters that have been suffered by millions of people in Jueyunling for thousands of years, the brothers and sisters who regard people as children have the longest generation in the demon world

The two leaders of the country were obviously unwilling to let go of the culprits who attempted to form an alliance with the alien race to destroy the peace and kill the same race.

The waterfall tornado escapes very quickly, and it can attract the figures of You and Gongsha even faster.

The leader of the Qingluan Guard held a big halberd, and suddenly burst out with a cold light of hundreds of feet long, and swung down the waterfall tornado from the void.

The cold light was like a knife, slashing the waterfall tornado, revealing the figures of the demonic white tiger and the prime minister Ji Meng.

After being exposed, before the demonic white tiger with the wind and thunder wings were waiting for the action, the leader of the Hongluan Guard, Gong Sha, who had already been waiting beside him, stretched out the immortal lock in his hand, and it was like a swimming snake.

Induce the incomprehensible moment to attract the incomprehension.

The halberd swept across and hit the chests of the demon coach Baihu and Prime Minister Ji Meng, and knocked the two of them back.

On the Qinglong Gaotai, Prince Lin'er had been accumulating strength for a long time. Seeing the two betrayers flying backwards, he suddenly rose up and jumped a hundred feet high.

As he approached the demon coach, White Tiger, Lin'er burst out with the power of the unicorn arm, grabbed the pair of Fenglei wings, which ranked eighth in the magic weapon list with bare hands, and then kicked his right leg towards the back of the white tiger demon coach.

The sound of bone cracks came into his ears with the tragic cry of the White Tiger Demon's Demon. Prince Lin'er's full-strength attack almost half destroyed the Fenglei wings of the White Tiger's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's Demon's

With a bang, the two people tied to the fairy lock fell on the Qinglong Gaotai, shattering the stone slabs and no chance of escape.

This series of actions made Luo Changfeng and Mu Yun Jiancheng stunned.

Not only was he surprised by the strength and speed of Prince Lin'er, the two leaders of the Qinghong Luan Guard were truly the most senior generation of powerful men in the demon realm today.

The cultivation level of the upper realm of the Viagra and the cooperation between them, they did not leave any opportunity for the demon coach Baihu to counterattack from beginning to end. It can be said that their grasp of the timing was very accurate, without any flaws, and it can be said that

Perfect.

This made Luo Changfeng, who had just joined forces to deal with the Demon Emperor, feel inferior to Mu Yun Jiancheng.

Instinct You, the palace evil, and the prince Lin'er all fell on the incomplete Kuotai.

He looked at the demonic white tiger and Prime Minister Ji Meng coldly. The leader of the Qingluan Guard showed a ferocious look on his face, like a golden retriever roaring. He roared to the sky and sent a long roar to the army outside Bailiyun Palace.

Signal.

Coincidentally, with this long roar, the extremely devastating violent rain suddenly stopped.

Incredible!

Under the Fusang tree covered with fallen leaves, the demon clans hiding among the three giant halls and the Yun Palace guards carefully looked up at the still gloomy sky, with doubts and fears on their faces.

They still dared not walk out of the giant hall.

Because the golden-winged roc, the body of the Demon Emperor above the Nine Heavens, was still hanging there with his mouth open, the white dragon that was swallowed into his belly was not dead.

The battle between the two saints continues.

Even if no one knows what is going on inside the belly of the golden-winged roc, which is hundreds of miles in size.

But it can be imagined that even if you observe the life-and-death struggle at the level of the cultivation level of the saints in the Divine Realm, they are not qualified as small as ants.

Because I can't bear the aftermath.

It was a heavy rain that appeared in a strange pot that almost destroyed one-third of the Four Symbols Giant Hall. If there was another snowfall, how could millions of demons have a way to survive?

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, Lin Shier, a young man from the demon clan under the Zhuque Sect, stretched out his hand outside, and then his eyes showed horror. He looked up at the sky.

He said in a desperate tone: "It's snowing! It's really snowing..."

(PS: Talking about some things. Recently, I always feel that I have less enthusiasm. Maybe compared to writing a plot, I don’t like to describe too much fighting. Although I personally think that some fighting process is pretty good, I wrote it pretty good.

Not bad. But there will be some entanglements and struggles. I will think about different characters and how to fight to highlight the uniqueness of the characters, and I will try to avoid repetition, such as magic weapons, such as six characters.

The methods of the door are added, etc., to add some new things to add color to the fight plot. This is very brain-intensive and is really difficult to write. For Xianxia Book, this is an inevitable plot. So, write it out

I always feel that there is less flavor that Juntiantu should have. Of course, there is another main reason, which is because of myself. Life is inseparable from writing. If life is a mess, the things I write will always be

It's not satisfactory. In all aspects, it makes me feel irritable. Seeing the new book Tiandu's talent without any improvement and the old book Juntiantu's miserable achievements, I tend to think randomly and deny myself. I think it's really bad to write

, is it the only one who thinks that I am writing well from beginning to end, just self-hypnosis, etc., all kinds of random thoughts. I feel that I feel that I am one step further away from my full-time dream. This should be my general situation recently.

I don’t know how many book friends can see this. But I still hope to understand. The recent update is really painful, and I am helpless. No matter what, I still need to adjust myself. It can never be used as a reason for slow updates.

You can't disappoint the book friends who support this book. Finally, here I would like to call on friends who read the book. Juntiantu is on Zongheng Chinese.com. Any other channel, regardless of whether it is charged or not, is not the genuine one I think

The channel is very simple, because there is no such part of the royalty. I hope you can support Zongheng, and I am grateful!)