Yuxiang

Murong Xianxian tore apart the space, opened up a deep space channel, and went straight to the front. She moved forward rapidly in it, and space turbulence flickered around her from time to time.

At this time, Murong Xianxian was also very anxious, wondering whether she could reach the destination smoothly this time, after all, she didn't even know the coordinates of the destination she was going to.

There was a haze ahead, and the space channel was retreating rapidly. The closer to the exit, the more unstable the space channel could be felt, and everything seemed extremely unreal... Finally, there was a loud noise, and Murong Xianxian felt as if she had been hit by a The human-shaped cannonballs fired by the door space cannon rushed out.At this moment, she felt an unusual breath.

Demonic!

Incomparably pure magic energy!

A burst of joy welled up in Murong Xianxian's heart, which meant that she was not lost in space, and that she had arrived at her destination correctly... However, what made her helpless was that now she was like a meteorite falling from the sky, whistling in her ears... The wind rang, and the surrounding air seemed to be on fire. Fortunately, the moment she was ejected from the space channel, she summoned the Saint Cloth of Libra to put it on.

"Oops! Why can't I control my body?!"

Murong Xianxian stared down dumbfounded... She was falling towards a mountain peak, and at this moment she was at least tens of thousands of meters away from the ground.

The Saint Cloth of Libra bloomed a golden glow, wrapped Murong Xianxian in it, and fell quickly... Looking from the ground, a golden meteor came across the sky with a golden-red tail flame, which made people feel extremely shocked.

The land is boundless, the demonic energy is vast, towering mountains soar into the sky, the mighty river leaps thousands of miles... This is a magnificent world, not as barren and dark as the practitioners of Yuanling Great World think, and the pure magical energy In the field of vision, I only felt a little gray, and it was not as scary as she saw before.

boom!

There was an earth-shattering bang, the golden glow flickered, most of the unlucky mountain was smashed down, smoke and dust filled the sky, and rocks shot out, and it is unknown how many innocent birds and animals suffered from the disaster.

At the foot of the mountain, a palace-like residence was almost completely buried by the collapsed peak, and all the surrounding flowers and plants were either buried or broken, and almost no one was spared.

"Who dares to destroy my Demon Claw Palace?!" There was only an angry shout from the foot of the mountain, and a thin practitioner flew up.

Murong Xianxian, who had just crawled out of the pit, was startled for a moment, because this person spoke human language, and after seeing this practitioner clearly, she found that he was a real human being, not a demon.

How is this going?

Murong Xianxian's heart was full of regret, and she was really stunned for a moment.

"You are obviously a human race, why are you in the Demon Realm?" She couldn't help it, and asked impatiently.

The cultivator didn't answer, and his expression was very unfriendly. He looked at Murong Xianxian coldly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You don't have the aura of demonic skills on you, so you're obviously not a demonic cultivator. Where did you come from?"

"I don't know either... I was originally exploring a ruin, but I was sucked in by a crack in an unknown listening space, and then I ended up here."

Murong Xianxian made up a nonsense that she didn't quite believe, and then looked at the demon cultivator helplessly: "Although our cultivation systems are different, we are all human race after all, you won't betray me to the demon race?"

"Hmph! You also know that this is the Demon Realm."

Moxiu snorted coldly, his eyes flicked over the holy clothes of the scale, and Lu showed a greedy look: "You ruined my mountain gate, how should this be settled?"

Murong Xianxian bowed very politely, apologized to him, and said: "I didn't mean to offend, I accidentally fell here."

"Bah! You just said 'no intention', and you just think about it? Don't say anything else, take off the armor on your body first, and temporarily use it as a mortgage." Moxiu's face darkened.

Murong Xianxian was immediately disgusted that a mere demon cultivator coveted her treasures. If she hadn't been wronged in the first place, and the other party was a human race, how could she give him good looks?

"You, a monk from the outside world, ruined my family's treasured land and disturbed the master's cultivation. Do you still dare to put on a face here?"

Moxiu sneered, arrogantly, and said: "Be honest and donate your treasures. After a while, my master will take you as a slave, and it will also save you from being discovered by other saints and losing your life. "

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Murong Xianxian... Originally, his skin was bronze-colored, but suddenly black light flickered, turning into a big hand of more than ten square meters, pressing the cover on Murong Xianxian. Coming, the nails are sharp and cold, and it also makes people feel suffocated.

"I thought it was the master here, but it turned out to be just a mere servant, how dare you be rude!"

Murong Xianxian let out a cold snort, stood on the spot, without even moving half a step, she swung her fist to meet him.

boom!

Murong Xianxian's fist with a glove, is not weaker than a fairy weapon, and it is about to shatter that black giant palm. This is the result of his mercy, otherwise it will definitely become meat sauce.

"You..." the demon monk screamed, and stepped back. The big black hand shrank and turned into a normal shape. It was twisted out of shape.

"A slave must have the consciousness of a slave. Didn't your master even teach you the most basic etiquette?" Murong Xianxian said coldly.

"You... are so courageous, you dare to act wildly in my Demon Clam Palace, even if you have nine lives today, it's not enough to kill you." Moxiu shouted, pointing at Murong Xianxian, and then quickly flew back down the mountain.

Murong Xianxian ignored it, after all, she was the one who destroyed the other party's house, and the other party was a human race, although this demon cultivator was very unreasonable, she didn't want to kill him.

"Who is making noise?" A scolding sound came from the distant void. It was a cold voice. Although the voice was not violent, it was full of killing intent.

"Reporting to the master, there is a practitioner who seems to have come from another world and destroyed our other courtyard." The demon cultivator shouted, his broken right hand was convulsed, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

A light flashed in the distance, revealing a young man with a steady demeanor, wearing an iron-blue battle armor, with his hair tied behind his head, and his hands behind his back, walking in the void without anger.

"A monk who crossed the border? Interesting, but why didn't I find any space cracks nearby?" He walked towards the top of the mountain indifferently.

Murong Xianxian stood on a piece of bluestone, swept over with her powerful spiritual sense, and felt that there were only three of them in a radius of hundreds of miles. It seemed that the population here was not densely populated. However, the name is quite impressive.

When Murong Xianxian saw this young man, he was wearing battle armor, imposing, like a demon king descending into the world, and felt very unusual. When he looked carefully, he was even more surprised, because he was super powerful... There was a dark red streak indistinctly on the Tianling Gai Blood energy shot up to the top, and his whole body was full of devilish energy, surging and surging, like a volcano, containing terrifying and frightening energy.

Murong Xianxian was quite surprised. When he first came to the Demon Realm, he saw such a powerful practitioner, and he was not a Demon Clan, but a Demon Cultivator of the Human Race.In contrast, those demon cultivators in Yuanling Great World are all as good as scum.

"I didn't intend to offend. I fell here from the sky and damaged the mountain gate..." Murong Xianxian felt that since the other party was the master, he had to be reasonable. As long as it was reasonable, she didn't mind paying compensation.

"Don't talk too much, you destroy my mountain gate and hurt my servant, it is already a serious crime. You will be punished as a slave, hand over all the treasures, and guard the mountain gate for me for 300 years. Are you convinced to let you go when the term expires?" This magic cultivator had his hands behind his back, and his speech was slow but powerful, like a pair of cymbals echoing.

He didn't give people much room to say anything, he was like a superior, very majestic, he directly condemned Murong Xianxian, and served here as a slave.

"Hmph! Who do you think you are, that you can dominate other people's freedom at will?"

Murong Xianxian lowered her face, and said coldly: "You are just a traitor who has forgotten his ancestors, what qualifications do you have?!"

Now she vaguely knows the origin of the other party...either, it is the human beings who were taken captive by the demons in the past; or, it is the descendants of those humans who surrendered to the demons when the tribes invaded.

"If you don't cherish the opportunity, do you want me to kill you with my own hands?!" The magic cultivator stood on a huge rock at the top of the peak with cold eyes, looking down at Murong Xianxian.

"Boring! If you can't think of a reasonable compensation, then this matter will be discussed later." After Murong Xianxian finished speaking indifferently, she was about to leave.

"Stop! Why don't you come over to see the master?! You don't know how to live or die." The demon servant gesticulated and shouted.

"Noisy!"

Murong Xianxian waved her hand, although she didn't get close, she shot out five streams of green energy from her fingers, turned into a blue palm, shining with emerald green light, and immediately hit the cheek of that demon servant.

The demon servant screamed, as if he had been swung on his face by five giant logs. His mouth was full of teeth and blood flowed out. Half of his face was smashed to pieces. He flew across a distance of more than a hundred meters and smashed a rock.

"Are you looking for death, dare to make a move in my magic gnat palace?!"

The demon cultivator's face was gloomy at that time, and he was extremely powerful. He looked down at Murong Xianxian, and pressed him step by step... It depends on the master to beat the dog. Murong Xianxian beat the demon servant so miserably in front of him, It is clear that he wants to look good.

The demon servant looked seriously injured, but in fact it was not fatal. He quickly got up, glared at Murong Xianxian with resentment, and roared: "You dare to act wild in front of the master, this time you are dead!" !"

Snapped!

Murong Xianxian gave another slap in the face with his backhand, this time the other half of that demon servant's face was also shattered, he could no longer speak, his eyes were full of fear and resentment, but he didn't dare to say another word, this time it was finally Learned well. (To be continued.)