Taoist evil doctor

When Hong Ling and He Huanhuan heard Li Xiaoqiang's words, they cried even harder. Their delicate bodies trembled violently. The trembling was indescribably pitiful.

This situation made the eyes of other League of Legends members moist.

Li Xiaoqiang has come all the way, they all know that it is not easy for Li Xiaoqiang. Shenxuan Wudao.

Li Xiaoqiang felt the blood in his body was flowing rapidly.

He simply couldn't control the situation.

After a few minutes passed, dense cold sweat broke out on Li Xiaoqiang's forehead. These cold sweats appeared because of pain.

When Li Xiaoqiang finally couldn't bear the pain, he passed out directly.

He Huanhuan and Hong Ling who were beside Li Xiaoqiang all showed anxious expressions.

He Huanhuan stared at Hong Ling beside him and said: "What should we do, we must not let Li Xiaoqiang die, if she dies, what should we do?"

Among this group of people at the moment, Hong Ling is the most powerful.

And He Huanhuan also knew that Hong Ling was the reincarnation of an ancient immortal, and she knew that in the process of saving Li Xiaoqiang, her thoughts must have been more than her own.

Hongling wiped away the tears from her cheeks.

She flipped it with one hand, and a scroll appeared in Hong Ling's hand.

This scroll is exactly the scroll that Hong Ling's real body is holding in his hand. This scroll and that writing brush are definitely not ordinary magic tools.

When the scroll appeared, Hong Ling's hands made quick gestures in front of him, and immediately, the scroll turned into a golden light, which instantly penetrated into Li Xiaoqiang's stomach.

When the golden light penetrated into Li Xiaoqiang's stomach, Li Xiaoqiang's wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That kind of healing, although it seemed real and illusory, at least it stopped the blood on Li Xiaoqiang's body from continuing to flow.

After finishing all this, Hong Ling stood up, her gaze was on the Tauren Demon King in the distance.

The black mist was still tumbling on the body of the Bull-headed Demon King. That kind of rolling made the Bull-headed Demon King look like a demon god from the depths of hell.

Hong Ling's narrow and beautiful eyes are getting colder and colder, and that kind of coldness makes her long hair start to flutter.

With a flash of Hong Ling's figure, she flew up into the sky, confronting the bull-headed demon god.

Seeing Hongling's beautiful face, the bull-headed demon king opened his bloody mouth, showing a greedy expression: "I never thought that such a humble human being as Li Xiaoqiang would have a beauty like you, now you will come with me!" Let's go, be my Mrs. Yazhai, the Tauren Demon King, and I will definitely not lose your benefits."

Hong Ling couldn't speak, but from the cold aura emanating from her body, it was known that she was already angry.

In Hongling's heart, Li Xiaoqiang is her one and only, her all, and now Li Xiaoqiang's life or death is uncertain.

She had to use the blood of the beast in front of her to avenge Li Xiaoqiang.

Only death can atone for the man who hurt her Hongling.

Hong Ling stopped talking nonsense with the bull-headed demon king, and with a wave of one hand, an ancient brush appeared in Hong Ling's hand.

When this writing brush appeared, Hong Ling's face became even colder.

The Bull-head Demon King stared at the brush in Hong Ling's hand, frowned and said, "What is that?"

While the bull-headed demon king was speaking, Hongling held the brush and waved it quickly in the air.

Suddenly, a golden word 'town' appeared in the sky.

The golden word 'town', like an imperial decree, exudes an irreversible aura, and the golden light makes it look sacred and majestic.

The bull-headed demon king felt a breath of death from the golden font. This breath made him break out in cold sweat. For some reason, he felt the breath of death.

For him, this aura has only been felt from his lord.

The Bull-headed Demon God shouted angrily: "Yin-Yang Bull Horn Bow, come back!"

After the bull-headed demon god's voice fell, the Yin-Yang bull-horn bow flying in the sky suddenly turned around and flew towards the bull-headed demon king.

He flew into the hands of the Tauren Demon King.

The Bull-headed Demon King said coldly: "It's really unimaginable. There is an expert like you hiding beside Li Xiaoqiang. It's too unbelievable."

The bull-headed demon king said in a deep voice: "Xuantian splits the earth, yin and yang reincarnation, the end of the world, the bull god art!"

The Bull-headed Demon King knew that the woman in front of him was extraordinary in strength, so he had to use all his strength to deal with her, and he could not underestimate her, otherwise, he would only be capsized in the gutter.

When the bull-headed demon king's voice fell, the Yin-Yang bull-horn bow beside him instantly burst into a circle of black mist.

And when the black mist dissipated, a black bull appeared in front of him.

This black bull has dark golden hair all over its body.

Especially the horns on the top of the head are extremely sharp.

Xuan Niu stared at Hong Ling, raised his head to the sky and roared angrily.

"Moo!"

The deafening sound caused the sky to roll over in an instant.

As soon as Xuan Niu's voice fell, he kicked in the sky and rushed towards Hong Ling.

Hongling put her hands in front of her and pushed forward.

boom!

The golden word 'town' turned into a golden light, and instantly collided with the black bull.

The light flickered.

Instant collision.

boom!

The radiance is so bright that it turns the sky into a piece of pure gold. Putting the Buddha is an eminent monk of the Buddhist family, as if he came here, it is sacred and cannot be desecrated.

When the light dissipated, I saw that black bull was pressed on the body by the word 'town'.

Xuan Niu's body trembled violently.

He raised his head to the sky and let out an unwilling growl.

"Hoo ho ho."

This black ox is the condensed spirit of the Yin-Yang Bull Horn Bow, and its strength is extraordinary. In the past battles, it has won many battles, but now, it is suppressed by a single word and cannot move.

This is definitely an insult to the ancient spirit of the Yin-Yang Bull Horn Bow.

Because the Bull Head Demon God was connected with the Yin Yang Bull Horn Bow, when Xuan Niu was suppressed, his body also trembled violently, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from his bloody mouth.

puff!

The Bull-headed Demon God stared at the woman in shock, feeling overwhelmed.

This woman's strength is too strong, even the magic weapon of his family of the God of the Bulls can't resist the opponent's attack, who is she?

At the time when the bull-headed demon god was in a daze.

Hong Ling's narrow and beautiful eyes emitted a colder light, and she continued to wave the brush in her hand.

A golden font appeared again.

But this time, this font is even more radiant.

dead!

When the word 'death' appeared, the sky was really filled with the breath of death.

The Bull-headed Demon God stared at the death word, and said in a deep voice: "How is it possible, only ancient immortals can do it once you read it. How can you have this ancient immortal method? Who are you?"

It was impossible for Hong Ling to answer the words of the Bull-headed Demon God.

The Bull-headed Demon God severely injured Li Xiaoqiang, which has already made Hongling feel murderous, because she does not allow anyone to touch Hongling's man, for him, even if she dies, she is willing.

Therefore, the bull-headed demon god must surely die today!

The bull-headed demon stared at the dead character, and wanted to take back his Yin-Yang bull-horn bow, but the black bull was suppressed by the word 'town', making it difficult to move.

The Bull-headed Demon God stepped in the void without hesitation.

call out!

His body turned into an afterimage and fled towards the distance.

That bitch is too kinky to bump into her.

Hong Ling stared at the fleeing bull-headed demon god, waved the brush, said 'death', and disappeared in place on the spot.

When the word "dead" appeared again, it had already reached the sky above the head of the bull-headed demon god.

buzzing.

The word death was trembling slightly on top of the head of the bull-headed demon god, making a buzzing sound.

This sound fell into the ears of the bull-headed demon god, like a song of death, and made his soul terrified.

The bull-headed demon king roared angrily.

"Roar!"

His huge fist directly greeted the word of death.

boom!

After the huge sound fell, the fist of the Tauren Demon God seemed to be very fragile, and it was rapidly cracking.

Kakaka.

His body is rapidly expanding, and those blood vessels have become as thick as arms.

"Ah, why, who are you? I don't want to die, my lord, save me!"

When the bull-headed demon god faced the word 'death', he knew that he was really going to die this time.

This was the first time that the Tauren Demon God felt death.

It turned out that when he came into contact with death, he was so afraid that he still wanted to live on.

While the bull-headed demon god was roaring.

With a bang, his body turned into a cloud of blood mist, which splashed in all directions.

Under the blowing of the breeze, the blood mist infects the sky with a bright red and poignant beauty.

When the bull-headed demon god died, the body of the black bull also disappeared with a bang, and a pair of horns appeared on the ground.

Hong Ling stared at the pair of horns, and with a wave of her hand, the horns flew into Hong Ling's hands.

Holding the bull's horn, Hong Ling came to Li Xiaoqiang's side in a flash.

At this moment, Li Xiaoqiang had been laid flat on the lawn by He Huanhuan and the others.

Hong Ling half-knelt beside Li Xiaoqiang, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked Li Xiaoqiang's cheek, her long and narrow eyes revealed a look of fascination.

There was worry and anticipation in his expression.

He Huanhuan, who was standing next to him, glanced at Li Xiaoqiang, who had his eyes closed, and then at Hongling and said, "Li Xiaoqiang is unconscious now, what should we do?"

Hong Ling pondered for a moment, glanced at Jin Lao and the others, and motioned for them to follow her to a place.

So, led by Hong Ling, Mr. Jin and the others carried Li Xiaoqiang and flew quickly in the sky. Two days later, they arrived in front of the palace of the West Prison Lord Nangongtian.

Nangong Tian is the master of the Western Prison, and Hong Ling was once brought by him.

At this moment, the majestic palace was quiet, and a voice came from the palace: "It's really unimaginable, you are the reincarnation of a fairy, are you here to borrow holy water from me? Do you want to save Li Xiaoqiang?"