My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

hold head high.
Just as the sword energy in the sky hit the Nine Ghost Tower, the scene that surprised Zhao Linfeng happened again.

Above the Nine Ghost Tower, the flowing red magma was tangled together like a twist.

In less than a second, it turned into a red dragon as thick as a bucket, more than ten meters long, with horns on its head.

Red magma was still flowing on the surface of the dragon's skin.

It would drip onto the bluestone slabs from time to time, emitting wisps of green smoke.

this.
Zhao Linfeng was stunned!

I even felt a sense of absurdity in my heart. Is this worldly?
Damn, those large-scale cultivation sects can’t produce such awesome magic weapons, right?
After the royal disciple knelt down to pay homage to Zhao Linfeng, he was shocked by the scene before him and felt dizzy before he even stood up.

In their understanding, when warriors compete with others, it is nothing more than a competition of true energy, martial arts, punches and kicks.

But what did this little beauty take out?
A magic weapon?
It's like a duel between two people, one of them has no martial ethics and holds an AK47, but the other one drives a tank.

Is the gap too big?
"good very good!"

Zhao Linfeng narrowed his eyes, and he already felt greedy in his heart. If he could kill these jumping clowns, their magic weapons would be his.

Hum
hold head high.
The magma dragon wrapped around the spirit tower raised its huge body high, let out another heart-pounding roar, and opened its bloody mouth.

boom.
A pillar of fire formed entirely of magma sprayed towards Zhao Linfeng.

From a distance, it looked like a red rainbow cutting across the sky.

The scorching heat made everyone's vision a little blurred.

The entire royal family couldn't help but worry about Zhao Linfeng.

"The Infinite Umbrella!"

Zhao Linfeng looked up at the pillar of fire falling from the sky and squinted his eyes. He really underestimated these pieces of trash.

We should have used drastic measures to kill them from the very beginning.

Now that the opponent's offensive has been formed, it would be a joke if I couldn't reverse the advantage.

The ring on her finger flashed, and a small umbrella about ten centimeters long, shining brightly, which looked like it was made of pure gold, flew into the air with a whoosh.

In the blink of an eye, this mini umbrella began to expand and soon became more than ten meters in size.

It was spinning in the air, emitting colorful rays of light, protecting Zhao Linfeng underneath.

The column of fire spewed out by the dragon hit the glow of the clouds, causing it to ripple slightly but causing no damage at all.

The umbrella released by Zhao Linfeng is a top-level defensive magic weapon, which was given to him by Emperor Wu himself. Ordinary people cannot cause any damage to this magic weapon.

"call"

“You have to be a cultivator!”

"This little beauty's attack method is thunderous but light, and Envoy Zhao took it lightly!"

"A warrior is a warrior. They are not even worthy of carrying shoes for a cultivator!"

The people on the royal side all breathed a sigh of relief because Zhao Linfeng's interests were tied to theirs.

The more powerful Zhao Linfeng is, the stronger the royal family will be.

"After all, there is no spiritual energy in your bodies. You can't bring out the true power of this magic weapon! Why don't you let me keep it for you!"

Zhao Linfeng's voice was somewhat mocking. He waved his hand and a huge palm print appeared out of thin air, grabbing towards the Nine Ghost Tower.

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat. As expected, one cannot use the same standards to measure a cultivator as a warrior.

They have too many methods.

“Brother Yu, a cultivator in the foundation-building stage can’t be so arrogant in front of me!”

There was a hint of indifference in Murong Qingcheng's eyes, and even her tone was a little cold.

Qin Yu looked at Murong Qingcheng in surprise, feeling that she had changed since her blood merged with that of the demon god.

There is more of an air of being superior and looking down on everything.

I don’t know if she is still the original Murong Qingcheng.

Qin Yu was a little worried. Murong Qingcheng had merged with the blood of the demon god and was "demonized" into another woman. As soon as Murong Qingcheng finished speaking, a red light flashed in her eyes, and the aura on her body suddenly became more powerful and terrifying.

You know, the only one who can compete with Emperor Wu in Emperor Wu City is the Demon God.

However, Murong Qingcheng has merged the blood essence of the demon god.

Even if he couldn't use the Demon God's full combat power, it was enough to deal with Zhao Linfeng.

"What the hell"

Zhao Linfeng blinked, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Secular, demonic, and divine?
He really wanted to slap himself. What on earth did he see?
Behind the beautiful girl, a shadow of a nine-tailed fox suddenly appeared.

Is this the symbol of the demon god?

Could it be that after the two Martial Emperors fell into reincarnation, the Demon God also fell into reincarnation?
Zhao Linfeng's heart beat even faster. In front of Shangguan Nitian and the others, he acted like an ethereal being with no desires or requests.

However, faced with treasures like the Nine Ghost Tower and the appearance of the Demon God, he could no longer remain calm.

If I tell Emperor Wu that there is a reincarnation demon god in the secular world, I'm afraid Emperor Wu will reward me heavily, right?

However, the current problem is how to deal with this reincarnation demon god.

Obviously, she had not awakened her memory and was only relying on some instincts of the demon god to fight.

Damn, if you give it a try, the bicycle can be turned into a motorcycle.

If we can capture this reincarnation demon god and bring him back to Wudi City, we will make a fortune on this secular trip.

boom.
The shadow of Zhao Linfeng's palm had just grabbed the Nine Ghost Tower when a loud noise was heard.

The shadow of the palm turned into streaks of light and was shattered by the spirit tower.

"go"

Zhao Linfeng continuously drew the spiritual power from his body and injected it into the two flying swords in his hands.

Suddenly, two flying swords flashed with colorful rays of light, flew into the air, and slashed towards Murong Qingcheng.

"whoosh"

Murong Qingcheng waved her hand and the Nine Ghost Tower rose from the ground.

With a dazzling shock wave, it smashed towards Zhao Linfeng.

I hide!

Zhao Linfeng quickly flew on his sword, but the snow where he had just landed rushed into the air, as if it had been hit by a cannonball.

A deep pit more than ten meters in size appeared.

"Girl, hold his magic weapon hostage. I'll see if we can get into close combat."

Qin Yu thought for a moment and said.

The advantage of a cultivator is long-range attack, while the advantage of a warrior is close combat.

Logically speaking, the physical fitness of a cultivator is far inferior to that of a warrior.

"Master Zhu, come out and take me there."

Zhao Linfeng was at least one kilometer away from Qin Yu. Qin Yu couldn't fly, so if he ran over like this, he would be killed with one skill.

But the big fat pig can fly. It would be a waste if we don’t use such a good mount.

"Huff, Huff"

Murong Qingcheng let the fat pig out, shook its curvy little tail, and then complained, "You rode on me in front of so many people. I was so embarrassed!"

"Fuck."

As soon as the big fat pig opened his mouth, everyone present fell down.

This fat pig can actually talk! (End of this chapter)