Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 918: I'll be retaliated (2)
The flower burial man had seen the power of the flame, and was about to remind the spirit dove to disperse the raining flames one by one when the white tail swung out.

She temporarily closed the holy flame gate, not wanting to consume too much holy power, and also not wanting some people to understand what was going on.

The peach blossom umbrella is shot, the fragrance of peach blossoms fills the air, and the illusion emerges.

Feng Lanjun was in a trance, and the Xuanwu giant sword pierced his chest.

"Pfft—how can your strength be..." His eyes were startled, and he couldn't stare at Lingjiu confidently.

Lingjiu drew out the Xuanwu great sword, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and pierced his flesh and blood with a finger wrapped in holy power.

"Forbidden." The low voice can only be heard by Lingjiu and Feng Lanjun who is close to her.

Feng Lanjun's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes almost popped out.He can't move!
The little black snake wrapped in demon power was sent into Feng Lanjun's body by Lingjiu, and ruthless and soft words came out of her mouth, "Eat him."

The little black snake invaded Feng Lanjun's body, and naturally it would not really eat human flesh if it ate him, but the essence and blood of Feng Lanjun.

"Ahem!" Feng Lanjun struggled, but couldn't even speak.

Lingjiu waved her hands and threw Jun Fenglan into the ground of the Thousand Demon Palace. Looking around the audience, she noticed Qiao Yang who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Yan Yang was also looking at her, his dull eyes were unwavering, and his lips moved slightly.

Lingjiu raised his eyebrows, and the mahogany sword stabbed towards him like lightning.

A translucent golden mask wrapped around Qiao Yang, blocking the mahogany sword's killing.

Yan Yang's figure slowly faded away.

"It turned out to be a phantom." Qiao Yang's real deity left for a long time, or he didn't show up from the beginning to the end.

The golden shield shattered, turning into golden powder and floating in the air.The strength of every monk who came into contact with the golden powder greatly increased, and the blade had the power to destroy evil.

This force is very harmful to the Yaozu.

The monks felt this power, and their morale immediately soared.

They attacked in groups, and an all-conquering sword energy swept over them.

The monk at the front was touched by the sword energy, and his body was split in two in an instant.

A group of monks stopped in horror and saw the man in white standing in the air.

He was handsome and elegant, with black hair that was calm and automatic, holding a silver dragon spirit sword, and his eyes were ruthless yet affectionate, and he calmed down the entire audience by himself.

"He is Song Xueyi from Yinxianmen!"

"No! He is the blood son!"

Who is he?
Song Xueyi's eyes flickered, and her figure disappeared.

The streamer flickered in the group of monks, Song Xueyi was nowhere to be seen, only flesh and blood corpses kept falling.

Every person who was killed had their spiritual veins taken away, and their flesh and blood were refined by invisible flames when they fell in mid-air. At a glance, the flesh and blood turned into strands of soul flames and merged into the shield of the Thousand Demon Hall.

The people in the Thousand Demon Hall were dumbfounded, watching the one-sided massacre in the sky.

After Song Xueyi dealt with several masters of the Derivative Realm, he handed over the rest of the mob to the Lingling Tribe and came behind Liubo.

Kill Ni and stab Liubo's vest.

Liu Po ​​sensed the danger and knew the power of killing Ni, so he had no choice but to give up an arm as the price, and his figure fled a hundred meters away.

"Jiu... I, for your own good..." Liu Po ​​shouted in the distance.

Lingjiu, who heard the voice, responded: "You are really good for me, so you shouldn't be my enemy."

Liu Po ​​seemed to want to say something, but due to Chengxi and Song Xueyi's joint efforts, he had no choice but to cover his bleeding arm, turning into a golden light and disappearing.

It seemed as if the sky and the earth had returned to silence in the blink of an eye.

After the Ningling tribe took back the slave beasts, there was no longer a monk in sight.

"Hoohoo-!"

"we won!"

The roar suddenly came to mind, and the voices of men and women mixed together.

Lingjiu was stunned, and looked down to see that there were still many clansmen who had recovered to their original bodies due to excitement. The black bear and the rabbit hugged each other, and the blue wolf and the snake entangled.

Lingjiu pursed her lips and smiled, and heard Guobao Jun's dissatisfied babbling, which meant that so many souls were absorbed by the shield of the Thousand Demon Palace, but no one was left for it.

Lingjiu hugged it in his arms to comfort it, rubbing its belly with a smile.

Guobao Jun was ravaged by her in every possible way in a daze, and he was ashamed and limp in her arms, his previous anger was gone.

The spoils of this battle include Lord Fenglan and Immortal Lord Zixiao Mo Yunxiao, plus an arm of Liubo.

Lingjiu handed Mo Yunxiao over to Qin Yu, Feng Lanjun made rations for Kuiyuan, and Liupo's arm was handed over to him under Shentu's desire.

Most of the demon clans in the south hall are of the power type, such as Shentu and Hou Xiao, and the flesh and blood of Liubo are of great help to them.

Liupo is the little golden monkey that he saw in the Wansen Posuo territory of the Shuhaizhou royal family back then. The reason why Lingjiu recognized him was the pair of Wanxiang eyes.

There are several monkeys with the same aura and omnipotent eyes in the world.

The restoration work after the war was handed over to the main hall masters, and Song Xueyi selflessly contributed pills to restore the injured who had suffered from labor and broken bones.

It was already five days after everything was settled.

The Thousand Demon Palace also left its original place, and under Chengxi's deliberate control, the Thousand Demon Palace's floating speed was very fast.

West Temple.

"You have already..." Cheng Xi looked complicatedly at the stunning men and women in front of him.

Lingjiu nodded, looked up at the familiar and cute man in front of her, "I have something to ask you."

Chengxi: "Just ask."

"I got the inheritance from some big monster in ancient times, so you call me Xiao Jiu. Or, I am the big monster who knew you."

This question hits the nail on the head.

Cheng Xi said without hesitation: "You are Xiao Jiu."

Lingjiu's expression didn't change at all, she wasn't surprised because she had already guessed it.After going through so many things, she can accept it calmly no matter how God unfolds.

"Tell me all you know."

Chengxi shook his head, "It's no good to tell you the truth now."

Lingjiu fixedly looked at him.

Chengxi said firmly: "You told me that any choice will bring different results. Xiaojiu, if you want to know the truth, you have to find someone else."

"other people?"

Chengxi glanced at Song Xueyi and remained silent.

Lingjiu raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Say."

Chengxi was captured by the majesty she deliberately exuded, "The ruins of several big monsters in ancient times."

Lingjiu and Song Xueyi walked out of the courtyard to the east hall, and everyone they met on the way saluted them.A petite figure ran in front of the two of them, knelt down with a plop, "Young Hall Master, please help Xiaolang!"

(End of this chapter)