My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 30 This is the Demon Cult! (Seek to follow up)

"???"

Jiao Didi's words made the corners of Fang Yang's mouth twitch, with black lines all over his head.

When he raised his head, he realized that the other party was looking at him leisurely, his eyes were filled with sorrow, and his red lips were biting tightly.

A look that allows you to pick and choose.

The slim and tight long skirt also exudes a faint fragrance, which makes people's hearts flutter.

Is this the Demon Cult, or Goulan?
broken!

The atmosphere has been ruined by Chunqingtang!
Fang Yang couldn't help complaining in his heart, without any hesitation, he pointed out with the same finger, and tapped on the center of the opponent's eyebrow.

The three flowers on top of Huang Fuling's head also quickly dimmed, and her realm fell to the stage of a master.

But for some reason, Fang Yang felt that when he stretched out his finger, the other party's vermilion lips seemed to be parted.

As if to put his fingers in his mouth.

"Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

He shook his head, waved his palm, and slammed the opponent onto the Mozun, saying coldly.

"Your crime is the same as his, so you receive the same punishment, can you be convinced?"

"My slave's mouth..."

Huang Fuling opened her mouth resentfully, her eyes fluttering.

Yuan Heng was still holding back, but when he heard his wife's words, he felt so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Almost fainted directly to the ground.

"Sexy fox!"

Wang Fei'er has been paying attention to this side, and naturally saw the small movements of the two, and couldn't help but spit.

Staring fiercely at Fang Yang who was suspended in the air, Fang Yang was rendered speechless by the Huang Fuling, snorted coldly, and cast his eyes on the old man with bones.

The dharma body moved out again, and with a random grab, he caught the old man with bones in the palm of his hand.

Point out with one finger!
It is easy to cut off the three flowers on the top of the opponent's head, and throw it directly on the ground.

The old man with bones was sluggish, and he struggled to get up from the ground, with endless hatred gushing out from his heart.

Just a little bit!

It was almost enough to completely kill the devil.

Unexpectedly, it fell short in the end.

As long as he kills the devil, and can restrain the devil's aura through the treasure on his body.

Thereby greatly improving his realm, making it possible for him to step into the Dharma Body Realm.

No matter what, I never thought that the devil would be so cunning, and all of this turned out to be a scam.

If it wasn't for Huang Fuling's vicious woman who asked Zhang Sheng to die, maybe he would die too.

But it doesn't matter, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood.

This devil is rampant and arrogant. If he didn't kill himself this time, he will endure it and find the best opportunity.

Behead this head!

He gritted his teeth and his eyes flickered wildly.

The murderous intent in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

"You, do you agree?"

That indifferent voice came from Nine Heavens Again. The old man with white bones took a deep breath, bent his body, and already had a flattering smile on his face.

"The old slave swore to be loyal to the Demon Lord, of course he obeyed."

The humble voice was extremely cowardly. After saying this, the old man with bones had already started to wait for the devil to let him go.

Just like before!
The demon king is famous all over the world because of his rampantness, but he will eventually die because of his rampantness.

And he is the one who kills the devil with his hands!

Thinking of this picture, he couldn't help shaking with excitement, as if he had already seen the scene where the devil died under his hands.

But the next moment...

He suddenly felt a huge shadow above his head, covering up the sunlight.

At the same time, the bone-chilling cold enveloped him.

It was as if Yan Luo was knocking on the door.

When he raised his head, he met a pair of eyes, a pair of deep and cold eyes.

Just staring at him so coldly, it is the devil!

This... what's going on here?

He was startled, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Even a little scared.

Before he could react, the devil stretched out his palm and just grabbed it forward.

Dharmakaya is dispatched.

Like a heaven and earth net, enveloping him in it,
It's like holding the most humble bug, just pinching it in front of Fang Yang.

"Demon...Mozun, what are you?"

He asked tremblingly, completely unable to understand what was going on.

And Fang Yang just looked at him like this, without saying a word.

Finally, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up slightly, and there was a bright smile on his face.

"You want to kill the deity?"

"No, there is absolutely no such meaning. The old slave is the most loyal dog of the Demon Lord. How dare he disrespect the Demon Lord?"

The old man with bones shuddered, startled in his heart.

But still quite humble to explain.

"No! You just want to kill this deity! Before this deity was still thinking, with Zhang Sheng alone, how could he dare to attack and kill this deity. Now it seems that you should be his accomplice."

Fang Yang was still smiling.

But the dharma body became more and more gloomy and cold, and the power in his hand was gradually increasing.

Click!Click!
There was the sound of bones breaking.

Blood flowed, staining the robe red.

The bone-piercing pain made Old Man Bone's face turn grim, and he twitched from the pain, but he still begged bitterly.

"Mozun, this old slave was wronged. This old slave is really loyal to you. Please learn from me."

"..."

Fang Yang was too lazy to listen to him anymore.

Xuan Tiance has a very keen sense of breath, and just now he clearly sensed a cold murderous intent from the other party.

Even if the other party hides this murderous intent very covertly, it cannot escape his exploration.

Therefore, this old thief must die.

The palms are constantly exerting force.

The bones on the old man's body were broken one by one, and he himself looked more and more painful.

It's almost unbearable.

No matter how stupid he was at this time, he knew that begging was useless and would only speed up his own death.

So, he gritted his teeth and roared hoarsely.

"Devil, you can't kill me, and you don't have any evidence that I colluded with that Zhang Sheng! Yes! You have no evidence!"

He growled, almost insane.

But Fang Yang shook his head and chuckled, as if he heard a big joke.

"You seem to have made a mistake. This is the Devil's Cult, not the government! The Devil's Cult doesn't pay attention to evidence!"

"Only pay attention to, obey the heart!"

After saying a word, Fang Yang didn't hesitate at all, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his palms hard!
Bang!
There was another blood rain in the sky.

The bone-boned old man, who was considered majestic in the world, was crushed to pieces by Fang Yang.

Die on the spot!

Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes.

It was miserable to the extreme!
The world is so peaceful.

At this moment, blood was everywhere outside the Mozun building, and the strong bloody smell almost made people collapse.

Everyone was trembling with fear, looking up at the figure above their heads, their eyes were full of horror, as if they saw the most terrifying devil.

Fang Yang planned to float back to the Mozun Pavilion.

But the next moment, the corner of the eye flicked past Ye Qinghong's body.

An idea came into his mind.

I can't hold back anymore!

Demon King peak experience card, only 10 minutes.

Instead of letting these people try again and again, it is better to impress them and let them completely put an end to the idea of ​​temptation.

Thinking of this, he clenched his palm, and another card shattered in his hand.

It was Ye Qinghongka!

The moment the card shattered, Ye Qinghong snorted, with a strange look on his face.

(End of this chapter)