Yuxiang

Mozu?magic light?

Murong Xianxian suddenly felt a little funny. In the eyes of the practitioners in their world, this is the demon world, the demon race, and the demon cultivator; but in the mouth of Mr. Demon God and the others, this is the holy world and the holy race. I am afraid that Murong Xianxian and others are talking about it. Murong Xianxian felt a little funny when Yan Yi said this.

However, she has heard of this rotten bone magic light, and it is extremely vicious.

Murong's slender eyes glanced at the vajra (it's called differently), but he didn't find any damage, but he was a little bit more murderous towards the young master of the demon god... This guy recognized the origin of the vajra, If she uses the identity of the Purple Demon Clan in the future, she will definitely be affected. Thinking of this, a killing intent flashed in her eyes: "It turned out to be a rotting bone demon light. It seems that I still underestimated your Excellency. Alright, since you act viciously, it is more justifiable for me to kill you!"

"If you want to kill me, it's up to you!"

Young Master Demon God's six eyes opened wide, and the three big mouths let out disdainful laughter at the same time, and then both hands suddenly shook the sky-holding fork in his hand, and there was a continuous rumbling sound in the void, and then a huge fork shadow like a mountain, just At the same time, he rushed towards Murong Xianxian.

Before this fork mountain really came close, the cold and suffocating coercion caused the surrounding void to twist, as if the space was torn apart.

"Humph!"

Seeing this situation, Murong Xianxian not only didn't startled, but shrank her pupils, snorted Wei Sheng coldly, and then made a fist with both hands, the golden light suddenly radiated from her body, and her body swelled wildly.

In just one breath, Murong Xianxian turned into a god-lion-like head with golden dragon horns on its head and golden scales on its forehead.

Sue!

Ancient mythical beast!

I saw that 狻猊 stretched out his arms suddenly, grabbed the vajra, and lifted his arms high into the air... This vajra also exploded, turning into a giant pestle tens of meters long to meet upwards,'Boom ' The sound blocked the shadows all over the sky.

After the young master Demon God turned into a three-headed and six-armed man, his strength increased wildly, and when he used the weapon of supporting the sky, it was even more powerful, with the potential to destroy the world.However, when it hit the Vajra Pestle swung by Murong Xianxian, a series of shining rays of light and loud noises like earth shaking and mountain shaking erupted, as if a hurricane had blown across the flat ground, and all floating objects were blown away. Two clean.

When the shadow of the fork in the sky disappeared, all the practitioners who were watching the battle were shocked... The vajra that shone with purple light was not damaged in the slightest!

When Young Master Demon God saw such a situation, expressions of shock appeared on the three faces, showing unbelievable gazes.

"It's impossible! The supernatural powers I cultivated are invincible among monks of the same level. Your transformation...Huh?"

Young Master Demon God exclaimed, but after carefully sizing up Murong Xianxian's transformed Suan Ni, a bit of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hey, that's so rare for you. It's not rude to come and go, and you will take my blow!"

The golden 狻猊 spat out words, raised both arms suddenly, and threw it down at the Demon God Young Master.

Long~

A strange sound came out, and in the mighty purple light, there were thick golden thunder and lightning, piercing through the air and shooting at the young master Demon God. Wherever they passed, the void seemed to be shattered inch by inch.

"How...how could even Suan Ruo's supernatural powers be able to be used?!"

Seeing this scene, Master Demon God was horrified, but he still had some luck in his heart. The three heads also yelled suddenly, and danced wildly with the sky fork in their hands, and instantly a fork shadow swept towards the purple light thunder. .

boom!

There was a loud bang!

Young Master Demon God felt his hands go numb, and the sky fork in his hand flew out in a flash of heat. At the same time, a huge force acted on his body, and the magic armor on his body made a crackling sound, and he couldn't help but spit out a cloud of black The blood trembled at the same time, and was sent flying backwards by a huge force.

The thunder carried by that ray of purple light did not dissipate, and the remaining prestige was not exhausted, and it shot at the young master Demon God again.

"what?"

Young Master Demon God was startled, and suddenly raised six arms... only to see that the six arms fell off by themselves strangely, facing the purple light.

Only a series of explosions were heard, and the six arms exploded into blood mist one by one, and the purple light and thunder finally dissipated completely, and the body of the demon god boy disappeared strangely

The 狻猊 transformed by Murong Xianxian was stunned at first, but then a look of disdain appeared in her eyes, she suddenly put away the vajra pestle, and clapped out with both hands, golden thunderbolts blasted into the void hundreds of meters away.

rumbling...

A golden thunderstorm enveloped the void in an instant, and then, with a low growl, the figure of Young Master Demon God staggered out of the void. But they all grew out.

Seeing this situation, Murong Xianxian didn't have any hesitation anymore, and once again cast the Suanni supernatural power, infinite thunder and lightning enveloped the young master Demon God like a storm, and the whole world was changed.

Seeing this, the young master Demon God turned pale, bloody arrows spewed out from each of the three heads, and then his figure turned into a beam of blood and shot towards the distance... However, he still underestimated Suanni's magical powers... No When he got away, the golden thunderbolt had already enveloped the blood.

"Master Demon God, enter my pagoda and take shelter!"

At this moment, Modoli's voice suddenly sounded, and Xuan Mu Pagoda suddenly appeared in the thunder and lightning, and it remained motionless due to the heavy lightning strikes.

The blood light flashed away, and entered the pagoda, and then Modoli's figure also flew into the pagoda, and the seven-headed beast flew out of the pagoda, blocking the thunder and lightning that was chasing, and in an instant, Xuan Mu Pagoda went away , and the seven divine beasts dissipated one by one in the thunder and lightning:

"Hey, are you leaving now? Don't you even say goodbye?"

Yan Yi was hitting, when suddenly the opponent ran away, looking a bit depressed.

"Forget it, don't chase after the poor." Murong Xianxian was very indifferent.

"That's true." Yan Yi also knew that it was unlikely to catch up with those people. Unless they had known their actions a long time ago and made arrangements in advance, otherwise, there would be no chance of a strong man like the Demon God and Modoli. The way is to stay hard.

"Yan Daoyou, I'm here to help you a lot today, but I still have some private matters to attend to, so I'm leaving now." After Murong Xian glanced around, he suddenly bid farewell to Yan Yi seriously.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Murong, you're being polite. Even if I don't make a move today, they won't be able to do anything to get you. What's more, I can't see the faces of these people for a long time." Yan Yi was slightly startled, and then smiled freely , Swinging his body, his figure suddenly soared into the sky, turning into a silver rainbow that shot straight into the sky.

Murong Xianxian watched her go away, and then used the secret word, and a few flashes disappeared from everyone's sight... Although she didn't give her full name, but this point was spread, such as the powerful devil's son with a broken arm Rumors of escaping and fleeing in embarrassment with Modoli were passed down by word of mouth among countless demon practitioners, but Murong Xianxian, who caused the sensation, disappeared from most people's sight inexplicably, even that Yan Yi didn't know tracked.

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A convoy consisting of more than [-] demons and more than [-] cattle and sheep is advancing alone on the endless prairie.There are not many vehicles, only about [-] vehicles, but the demons who are riding the multi-legged camels are all full of energy and vigorous. The bull demons are known for their bravery. Except for a hundred or so old and weak women and children, the others are all fighters.

At the front of the convoy was an old man wearing a set of gorgeous leather armor and riding a golden-haired magic camel.His hair is iron-gray, and his bronze-colored skin has wrinkles as if carved by a knife. His two huge horns are slightly silvery, and there is a bone ornament on his neck that symbolizes the leader of the tribe.

This is the green field, the largest grassland in the demon world, and this bull demon tribe is migrating... There are many small tribes like this on the prairie, and they often live by chasing water and grass, avoiding monsters and natural disasters And man-made disasters, in fact, regardless of racial prejudice and customs, the demons are no different from other intelligent life.

The Red Rhinoceros tribe where the old man belongs is a small tribe that has just been split from the big tribe. It has few people and no relatively stable nomadic land. For them, the primary problem is reproduction, and the quantity can make up for the lack of quality. It is an eternal truth.

The old man's name was Chi De, and he was extremely brave in battle when he was young. He defeated several hostile small tribes in a row in the clan war, opened up a lot of pasture land for the tribe, and only then did he achieve his current status.But now it can't stand the ravages of the years, coupled with the hard work of these years, although he is only a hundred years old, his body is already old... In the demon world, there are also mortals, and the strength of this old man is equivalent to The innate realm of human beings.

It was noon now, the old man looked at the scorching sun in the sky, then looked back at the old and weak in the convoy behind him, and heaved a long sigh.

It stands to reason that tribes, no matter how big or small, must enshrine certain holy masters. Otherwise, in case of natural disasters, man-made disasters, or encounters with monsters, ordinary mortals will not be able to resist.But such a new small tribe like them couldn't recruit any holy masters at all, even the lowest level holy masters were unwilling to enter such a small tribe.After all, for those holy masters, the bigger and richer the tribe they join, the better they can provide sufficient resources for their cultivation.

The reason why some small tribes can still have some low-level holy masters is that these holy masters themselves were born in these tribes, or their cultivation qualifications are poor, and the big tribes are unwilling to enshrine them, so they have no choice but to stay.

The Crimson Rhinoceros tribe where the old man belongs to has not yet had the opportunity and ability to train holy masters of the tribe, so in recent years, they have to hire low-level holy masters from neighboring tribes to help out with a lot of money.But these holy masters also demanded extremely high prices. A few shots would cost the entire tribe a year and a half of income.

Seeing that the winter season is coming again, there may be a snowstorm at any time, given the current situation of the tribe... no wonder the old man is already worried. (To be continued.)