Demon Concubine Yutian

6203 - Misunderstood God

It can overturn the sky and overturn the earth!

however.

The expected pain and destruction did not come.

Jun Xian only felt his soul light cluster being gently touched by a hand as cold as frost and snow.It's like the elder rubbing the head of the younger, more like the master's love for the disciple.

Jun Xian was stunned.

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling arose.

She narrowly escaped death, and was treated differently by the "goddess" that the red-clothed forbidden magician said.

He... was redeemed.

"boom!"

A blast.

In Jun Xian's spiritual realm, the clinging snake woven with bright red forbidden patterns was crushed by that golden cold hand in the air.

Turned into fragments of silk lines.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

The red-clothed forbidden artist's technique failed.

The main body suffered a severe backlash.

In addition, he had already vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and now he suffered irreparable damage from the inside to the outside. He hugged his head with both hands, curled up on the ground like a watermelon bug, and let out a sleepy sound. Wailing like a beast, the sound was even more sharp than that of a woman!

As for the Nine Dragons Royal Corpse Order hanging on Jun Xian's head, it also lost its luster in an instant.There was no light, and with a "snap", it fell to the ground.

The red-clothed forbidden magician didn't have time to pick up the token, and the backlash made his seven orifices bleed. Taking advantage of the hairless face, he looked very ugly, like a ghost.

With trembling hands, he took out the life-saving elixir from his bosom, and poured a bottle of it into his mouth.

After a while, it gradually slowed down.

The seven orifices are no longer bleeding.

"why?"

The forbidden magician in red looked very sad, the corners of his eyes were even moist, as if he had been abandoned by his beloved, "Goddess, why did you save him and abandon me?"

Say yes to help him!

It was agreed to refine Junxian into a living corpse sacrifice!

Goddess, how can you go back on your word?Could it be that a mixed-race No. 13 experimental subject can't compare to the friendship we have spent together for 5000 years? !
The golden cold coffin returned silence.

Or, she didn't care about the red-clothed forbidden magician at all.

Only the nine chains dancing chaotically in mid-air showed the anger in her heart at the moment, and the tyrannical killing intent was almost uncontrollable.

The destructive golden wind crisscrossed like knives in midair.

One of them rubbed against Jun Xian's coffin, leaving a hole half a foot deep, which actually cut Jun Xian's coffin board directly, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Are you dissatisfied with the ninth living corpse?"

The red-clothed forbidden art master woke up from his grief, looked at Jun Xian blankly, and then at the golden coffin in the center, "I don't understand, why are you dissatisfied? He..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The red-clothed forbidden artist's neck seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't make a sound.

Pupils narrowed fiercely.

Epiphany.

The area between Jun Xian's eyebrows, because of the operation just now, blood flowed out.And the power of the goddess touched the blood.

"Do you mind Junxian's bloodline?"

no answer.

"Impossible, you don't even mind the bloodlines of the Seven Gods, there is no reason why you would mind the bloodlines of Junxian." The red-clothed forbidden magician murmured to himself, shaking his head, "Or, do you think Junxian is a prince? god?"

After all, Junxian and Yushen look alike.

Still no answer.

However, the flurry of dancing nine cold iron chains,
(End of this chapter)