I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

The fragrance is slightly sweet, penetrating deep into the bone marrow and invading the heart and lungs.

I don't know whether the girl was angry because of shame, or was trying to please me skillfully, but she bit me lightly with her silver teeth, bringing a tingling numbness like an electric current dancing.

Not until the air was completely filled with their scent did Ye Qingmeng finally let her go. He glanced at her seductively and swept his tongue across the corner of her lips with an unsatisfied look.

"This is your punishment for making me worry. Next time, I won't let you off so easily."

Xiao Wuyou gave a bitter smile.

What you said actually makes me look forward to it.

After the kiss, Ye Qingmeng's prophecy scene also began to complete the settlement in a timely manner.

The prophetic image in Xiao Wuyou's mind dissipated drastically. At the same time, the luck connection with Ye Qingmeng also emitted a more dazzling purple halo.

The dark purple luck that had just been consumed was instantly compensated twice as much.

The butterfly hovering above Xiao Wuyou's heart was also bathed in the power of luck, dancing with joy, its body expanding several times in size and emitting a strange glow.

Compared to other signs of luck and fortune, the Nether Butterfly is only one step away.

Xiao Wuyou was in a good mood and couldn't help but hug the little witch, the child of destiny in front of him, again.

The little witch was a little confused, but still cooperated and hugged back.

"What's wrong? Did the kiss just now make you so happy?"

"Yeah. I want another one."

"How greedy."

Ye Qingmeng smiled reproachfully, but did not refuse.

"I'll give you something even more powerful this time."

But just as she pressed against Xiao Wuyou's chest and opened her charming red lips again, her body suddenly trembled, and then she dodged and hid behind Xiao Wuyou like a frightened little butterfly.

Afterwards, one after another, the righteous monks fell down.

Yin Yang Dao Jun was the first to arrive, and he was worried: "Master Xiao! Are you okay? That ghost..."

"Qingmeng and I are both fine. The ghosts and gods have been dealt with."

Xiao Wuyou's answer was so matter-of-fact that Yin Yang Props and others were unable to react for a moment and fell into silence.

Xiao Wuyou glanced at Ye Qingmeng and found that the little witch secretly wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, showing her usual elegance and dignity, but the shy afterglow of the sunset still remained on her fair face.

I didn't expect this little witch to have a shy side. No, even if it's Qingmeng, she's still a girl after all, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be so intimate in front of others?

Maybe I can take this opportunity to tease her sometime in the future, Xiao Wuyou thought happily.

But he soon lost his joy.

"Congratulations, Lord Xiao. Everything is just as you expected!" Chisha Luohan suddenly bowed to him, his voice was sonorous and full of admiration.

Xiao Wuyou was stunned.

Such a familiar feeling!

Here they come, these people are going to start bragging again!

This time, Xiao Wuyou reacted very quickly and waved his hands repeatedly: "Things are not as you think!"

"It was just that old lady Xiao who was so stupid that she suddenly revealed her identity, so I didn't do anything special."

The three great gods, Yin Yang Taoist, Chisha Arhat and Hei Feng Elder, were excited, but when they heard what Xiao Wuyou said, their faces froze.

That demon had been lurking in the Spirit Beast Manor for many years, and he was quite scheming, but in Xiao Wuyou's eyes, he was "extremely stupid"! Sure enough, is this the difference in intelligence? ! Yin Yang Daojun was extremely shocked.

Lord Xiao didn't know who the traitor was, and he didn't even plan it deliberately. He just acted casually and easily lured out the devil! This scheme is simply better than a trick! Chisha Luohan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What did Xiao Wuyou do? Was Old Lady Xiao a traitor? Did she expose herself? Did Xiao Wuyou deal with the ghost just now? It seems that I really blamed Xiao Wuyou wrongly before and almost disrupted his plan! Elder Hei Feng was ashamed.

Seeing that the three elders didn't say anything, Xiao Wuyou nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that these people are all smart people and have not misunderstood anything!

"Anyway, I haven't seen through the identity of the traitor, and I don't have any plans, so please don't be polite, seniors, just treat me as usual."

The three great gods were shocked at the same time.

What kind of mentality is this? He saw through and easily killed the evil demon who had been lurking in the righteous path for many years, but he was not complacent at all, and even humbly told them to treat him as usual!

What is a role model of righteousness?

This is what we call a role model of righteousness!

"Master Xiao, I was stupid to doubt you before. Please forgive my rudeness!" Chisha Arhat suddenly came up and said in a deep voice.

"And me, I owe you and Miss Ye an apology!" Elder Hei Feng went even further, his eyes turning red with regret.

The two bowed slightly. Although they were elders and powerful spirits, they showed great respect, which surprised all the monks watching.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Xiao Wuyou was embarrassed and quickly comforted the two of them. He understood that the two of them only questioned him out of responsibility and had no ill intentions.

"We just personally felt the extraordinaryness of Lord Xiao." Yin Yang Taoist laughed.

He had never offended Xiao Wuyou. Thinking about it now, this was simply the best decision he had ever made in his life.

Xiao Wuyou was even more puzzled.

Didn't I explain it clearly? The traitor exposed himself, it's not my credit!

Before Xiao Wuyou could figure it out, Yin Yang Daojun showed up again, half-knelt on the ground and said, "Master Xiao, what are your instructions next? We, the seven gods, the twenty-five Nascent Souls, the thirty-seven major sects, and the tens of thousands of cultivators, all follow your orders!"

Chapter 61: The End of the Demonic Path

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All the cultivators present cast eager and expectant glances at Xiao Wuyou, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

What do you mean by "I'm giving orders"? It's obviously asking me to take the blame!

Xiao Wuyou coughed twice and said politely: "I would like to hear the opinions of the seniors first."

I, Xiao Wuyou, am here to lie down and do nothing to gain merit. Aren't you the ones who should worry about how to act specifically?

Especially since I helped you guys deal with a ghost! You guys, the tools, have to be put to some use!

Upon hearing this, several great gods were secretly delighted.

Not only did the other party not care about the previous conflict, they even took the initiative to ask for their opinions, which can be said to be the perfect interpretation of the word respect!

The Yin-Yang Prop grinned, his face flushed: "Since Master Xiao has defeated the devil of the Luan Guimen..."

Xiao Wuyou nodded slightly and also smiled.

Next we should go home and have a good rest, right?

Chisha Luohan raised his fist and shouted wildly: "Next we should seize the opportunity to pursue the victory and kill all those demons in one fell swoop!"

"Today is the day to eliminate demons and defend the Way!" Elder Hei Feng shouted loudly, like a howling storm.

"Eliminate demons and defend the Way!!!" All the monks responded in unison, each with murderous intent on their faces. They were extremely excited, and their morale was unprecedentedly high!

Xiao Wuyou didn't even have time to stop them before he saw a group of monks galloping away like wild horses, leaving him stunned.

I shouldn't have trusted these guys' train of thought!

No, I'm the boss, right? You guys are making your own decisions!

Originally, killing a deity was already enough of a military achievement. All he needed to do was return to the city and defend it, waiting for the return of his junior master.

If the entire army is dispatched now and we are ambushed by the demons again, wouldn't the blame be put on me, Xiao Wuyou? !

Just thinking about Xiao Wuyou gives me a headache.

However, after today, the battle situation was far beyond his expectations.

One to twenty, one to thirty, one to forty!

The battle casualty ratio between good and evil was so outrageous that Xiao Wuyou couldn't believe it.

To be honest, a ratio of one to ten is fine. After all, the number of people on the righteous side is twice that of the evil side, and their high-end combat power is definitely superior.

But this is too exaggerated!

Xiao Wuyou looked at the battle report in his hand, and couldn't understand no matter how hard he tried, how could a Nascent Soul cultivator dare to chase after a demon who had transformed into a god and was running around everywhere!

Could it be that Long Aotian is the son of luck among all the righteous monks? ? ?

If he didn't go to the front line, Xiao Wuyou would have no idea that the reason for all this was all due to himself.

"Don't leave, demon! Today is the day you die!"

"Yin Yang! You, a loser who has just entered the state of transformation, dare to chase me?!"

"Haha, if you touch me, I will ask Lord Xiao to go to the front line himself!"

"You ask the juniors to help you, do you still have any shame?!" The big devil was furious, gathering monstrous demonic energy!

Yin Yang Dao Jun not only did not retreat, but opened his arms and opened his middle door wide: "You dare to touch me?!"

The great demon who had reached the state of incarnation was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, but he did not dare to take any action and was chased by the Yin-Yang Taoist for three days and three nights.

Such scenes were constantly being played out in various war zones within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The fluctuations of the battle a few days ago were too huge to be concealed.

Although the details are still unclear, everyone knows that Xiao Wuyou is capable of rivaling ghosts and gods who have reached the great perfection of the spirit transformation!

Even if it is only for a brief moment, even if he uses some unknown trump card, in short, Xiao Wuyou can burst out a strength that is infinitely close to Lianxu.

what does this mean?

This means that Xiao Wuyou is capable of severely injuring or even killing any god-transforming being!

The Demonic Path was already doomed, and now it has lost one of the Seven Sect Leaders. There is no God-transforming Realm in the entire Demonic Path who is capable of competing with Xiao Wuyou when he bursts out with all his strength, and no God-transforming Realm dares to put himself in danger.

Of course, if three or four gods join forces, there might be a chance for a fight, but it is usually the righteous monks who carry out righteous beatings. How can the demons have a chance to join forces?

Once the demonic gods retreated, the remaining righteous gods would face the low-level cultivators and cause a one-sided massacre.

In less than a week, under the overwhelming attack of the righteous, most of the evil forces were killed or injured, and they were completely defeated.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there is no more demonic force that can support the Demon Emperor.

At the same time, in the southernmost part of the world of immortal cultivation, the Demon Realm.

Under the dark sun, thunder rumbled.

Corpses were scattered all over the ground and blood flowed like a river.

The main force of the righteous path has successfully forced the seven sects of the evil path back deep into the devil's territory. The defeat of the evil path is only a matter of time.

The only one who can give the demon cultivators hope is the leader of all demons.

However, today, they witnessed with their own eyes the scene of the hazy moon passing by and the black sun falling.

Above the sky, the quiet and flawless silver moon emitted an invisible cold light, which made all the demon cultivators feel breathless.

Although it was only a brief fight, the Demon Emperor was clearly at a disadvantage.

At this moment, he was covering his injured left arm, dragging blood all over the ground, no longer caring about the dignity of the Emperor, and fled back to the depths of the Demon Realm Hall in a panic.

He hasn't lost yet!

There will also be a large army of demons coming to support!

And all he needs to do is get Ye Qingmeng to turn all this around!

The Demon Emperor raised his hand and turned the door into powder, then hurriedly rushed into the secret room.

"Gray Devil! When will you be able to..."

The Demon Emperor was stunned.

Inside the room, the Gray Ghost was bleeding from all seven of its orifices, and its eyes were lifeless. It stared at the void with unwillingness and resentment, but there was no life in its eyes.

"No!!!!!!!"

The unwilling roar turned into the wrath of thunder, causing the entire Demon Realm to tremble.

Unfortunately, no matter how violent the black thunder is or how raging the demonic energy is, it can only occupy half of the sky.

The other half is under the protection of the hazy moon, and everything is calm and peaceful without any disturbances.

Bei Ming Long Yue sat upright on the flying sword, stretched out her white wrist, waiting for Jiang Zuimeng to bandage her, without even raising her eyes.