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

"Alas, sometimes, I envy you for having so many treasures that you can never use up." Xiao Wuyou put away the magic sword in his hand, leisurely and casually, just looking at Tianmo, as if he was chatting with a friend.

"Have you finally learned to give up?" Tianmo said this, but his eyes under the mask were fixed on Xiao Wuyou, secretly alert to any unusual movements of his.

The most terrifying thing about Xiao Wuyou is not his swordsmanship and luck, but the unfathomable mind beneath his gentle appearance!

He must have another trump card this time, and taking back the sword is just to paralyze himself.

"Just give up. Anyway, you've got me stuck now and I really can't do anything with your toys." Xiao Wuyou said with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

"However, I have plenty of ways to deal with you." Xiao Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were no longer calm, but turned as cold as a snowstorm.

When Tianmoxian heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had heard an extremely ridiculous joke.

"Deal with me? Xiao Wuyou, have you forgotten? For several lifetimes, even if you could defeat me temporarily, you could never kill me!"

"Don't even mention you. Even a sword immortal can't kill me. What can you do to me?!"

The life of the demon is maintained by luck. As long as the luck does not decrease, he will never die.

And with the blessing of heaven, even if he was attacked by a large amount of luck, he could still hold on for a breath and go back to continue his life.

This is why he was able to escape the sword master's full-strength attack.

If Xiao Wuyou wanted to use his luck to get rid of him in one go, even if he really used a blow comparable to Longyue's, it would be in vain and he would burn his luck in vain!

"Isn't it just a health-lock cheat? Is it that powerful?" Xiao Wuyou disagreed.

"Then you can try to break my immortal body!" The demon opened his arms, completely defenseless, hoping that Xiao Wuyou would take action right now.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wuyou asked back calmly: "Who said I want to kill you?"

The next moment, the scarlet flame spread along the Tianming dragon silk, like a fire snake, greedily baring its fangs to its prey.

The demon was not afraid of death and took the blow head-on, but the pain of being burned by the flames was so real that he couldn't help but groan.

But compared to the pain of Xiao Wuyou about to lose everything, what does this matter?

The burned body recovered in just a few seconds, without even a drop of blood.

Under the mask, the demon forced a smile: "See, I'm still alive...?!"

The next second, several sharp lightning bolts, like sharp arrows, followed the Tianming dragon silk and went straight through the heart of Tianmo, exploding in his body and destroying his soul.

Truly heart-wrenching.

This time, the demon finally couldn't help but shout out.

"Hum, humahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Chapter 77: Chasing

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"Your body is indestructible, but your soul is not indestructible. Am I right?" Xiao Wuyou smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"No! My soul is also protected by good fortune, how can it be destroyed by you?!" The devil shouted angrily with unwillingness.

"I'm sorry for not making it clear. Let me correct you. Your spirit is immortal, but it doesn't mean you won't be harmed."

At this moment, the devil was finally afraid.

That’s right, both the body and the soul will be forcibly held up by the luck.

But the soul is much more fragile than the body.

Good luck can only ensure that he will not die, but if he suffers too much mental damage, even if his soul is still intact, his spirit will be damaged and he will become a useless person who cannot think!

Pain is the simplest and most direct mental injury.

Some monks have been tortured and imprisoned for hundreds of years, losing their minds because of mental trauma and the loss of their souls.

Of course, Heaven might restore his mind afterwards, but it might also abandon him and choose another cultivator to replace him!

The demon pretended to be calm, his tone was cold, but he was trembling slightly: "Are you sure you want to do this? Your luck is not infinite!"

Xiao Wuyou nodded slightly, agreeing: "You can still stand up to those two just now."

"However, what if I change it to the luck of a fox demon that specializes in killing souls? Do you want to try it? You should be able to see that this is what I lack the least right now." Xiao Wuyou smiled unusually kindly.

Pink luck is used the least frequently and is now almost full, enough to have a good time with Tianmo.

There is no need to even collapse the demon's soul. Just making him lose consciousness for a moment is enough to break free from the dragon silk that Kaitianming has wrapped around him.

Just now he was busy dealing with the Demon Emperor and was careless for a moment, which led to the success of the Heavenly Demon. Xiao Wuyou was alert and would never give the other party a second chance.

At this point, looking at Xiao Wuyou's dull smile, Tianmo could no longer maintain his false composure and started yelling and cursing angrily.

"Damn it! Using such despicable means, are you still a righteous person?!"

"three."

"Even if you escape from me, you can't defeat the Demon Emperor!"

"two."

"Wait, wait a minute, Bei Ming Long Yue! If you hurt me, my master will never let Bei Ming go..."

A hint of coldness flashed across Xiao Wuyou's eyes, and his expression was no longer calm.

"You shouldn't mention her name."

The pink fox's luck soared in a flash.

The demon hurriedly shook off Tianming's dragon silk and escaped into the void at the fastest speed. Unfortunately, he was still pierced through the body by the pink light.

Consciousness falls into chaos.

In the blink of an eye, the demon came to his senses and found himself reduced to a mortal, with his hands and feet nailed to the mountain by sharp swords.

And as far as the eye can see, there are countless Xiao Wuyou, holding swords in their hands and smiling so gently and kindly.

"What is 1000-7?"

"W-what?"

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry, so I won't follow the process."

The next moment, thousands of swords pierced his heart, and the demon let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The demon in reality fell back to the ground from the void like a bird with broken wings, and then rolled in pain and distortion on the empty street like a twitching lunatic.

At the same time, the north of Linjiang City had disappeared completely, leaving only a huge deep pit of a hundred meters.

There is no doubt that even if the three sons of destiny work together, they cannot defeat the Demon Emperor.

But the one who lost his composure was the chief of all demons.

"How come you don't die!?"

The Demon Emperor used his giant sickle with one hand to suppress Liu Feiyan, whose two blades were crossed, and almost pressed the petite body into the ground.

But Liu Feiyan's figure disappeared again.

Immediately afterwards, lightning and phoenix flames roared in, and the Demon Emperor reacted a little too slowly, and was swallowed by the light and flames. His luxurious black robe was instantly torn, and his body surface was burned blood red.

The Demon Emperor cut off the flame with ease and stared at the several sons of destiny in the air, gritting his teeth.

The three girls were covered in blood, panting, and pale, looking much more miserable than him.

But they obviously still have a fighting chance!

The Demon Emperor had to admit that he couldn't kill them for the time being without using his real abilities.

He originally thought that no matter how powerful the Son of Luck was, his spiritual cultivation was no more than that of an ant. Unexpectedly, these were three vicious cats. Although they were still no match for him, they scratched his hands until they were covered in blood. They were extremely difficult to deal with!

"Oh, if you don't kill us, you can't leave!"

"No way, no way, is this the level of the leader of all demons?"

"You...you're a loser! A weakling! A piece of trash!"

Especially these three little mouths, each one more honeyed than the other, which made the Demon Emperor so angry that his murderous intent increased.

The Demon Emperor secretly swore to himself that after he dealt with Xiao Wuyou, he would send these bitches down to accompany him!

But no matter how angry he was, the Demon Emperor had no connection with them, so he wouldn't let this get to his head.

The most important thing is that Ye Qingmeng’s aura is about to escape back to the City Lord’s Mansion.

Can't delay any longer.

The Demon Emperor's heart trembled, and he stopped pestering. He stepped into the void, turned around, and chased in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Su Lanyu, the fastest one, turned into lightning and, with the help of the Tanxu Youlong Step, got in front of the Demon Emperor.

Liu Feiyan and Tushan Momo followed closely behind, flanking the Demon Emperor from the left and right.

But a hint of contempt flashed in the Demon Emperor's eyes.

"You think you can stop me?!"

With a wave of his hand, three chains engraved with magic patterns flew out in a flash.

The three girls were unable to dodge and were all entangled in chains, tied firmly to the ground.

This is a heavenly magic weapon, a third-level soul lock. After all, he has lived for ten thousand years, so how could the Demon Emperor not have a few magic weapons that suit him?

"Damn it, old Demon Emperor, if you have the guts, don't leave. Let's decide the winner first!" Liu Feiyan screamed unwillingly.

"Once I capture Ye Qingmeng, I will come and take care of you."

After saying that, the Demon Emperor did not delay any longer and chased towards the City Lord’s Mansion!

The difference in cultivation is so cruel.

Ye Qingmeng tried her best and rushed back to the City Lord's Mansion without stopping, but she didn't expect that the Demon Emperor would catch up from the north of the city in an instant and land in front of her.

"Yes, it's the Demon Emperor!"

The monks who stayed behind wanted to be responsible for the support, but they were frightened by the overwhelming power. Not to mention fighting back, there were only a few who could even stand up.

"Sir!" Xingcai came forward fearlessly with a sword in hand.

But the Demon Emperor just glanced at him, and the heavy pressure was like an invisible hammer, causing Xingcai to kneel on the spot and unable to move.

"The God of Transformation has suffered too much damage from the Falling Immortal Sword, and he also has to fight against the demon cultivators on the front line. No one can save you." Confirm that no one else

The Demon Emperor finally turned his attention to the lonely figure.

Even in such a desperate situation, the black-haired girl showed no fear between her brows, only a hint of playfulness, without losing her elegance and grace.

Putting aside her luck, she is worthy of the title of genius.

The Demon Emperor couldn't help but sigh: "How sad! If you had given yourself to me, you wouldn't have fallen into this situation."

He slowly extended his hand towards Ye Qingmeng, his eyes blazing with heat.

In this life, this beautiful witch has not been defiled by Xiao Wuyou.

"Come back! I can forgive your stupidity, marry you, and live forever together with you!"

The girl snorted disdainfully: "If you want to kill me, why bother talking?!"

Butterfly wings fluttered, and Ye Qingmeng swung a long purple whip at the Demon Emperor with all her strength!

Chapter 78: The Devil Falls

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Nine kinds of extremely sinister and evil poisons, under the blessing of Ye Qingmeng's dark demonic energy, were surrounded by dark purple flames and opened their bloody mouths towards the Demon Emperor like terrifying giant pythons.

The black wind was howling, and the Demon Emperor slapped out with his palm, which was like a huge wave overwhelming the sea. It brought with it an astonishing pressure, and with his cultivation, he easily suppressed the spirit of the Nine Nether Mysterious Whip.

Afterwards, the Demon Emperor actually grabbed this heavenly magic weapon in his hand.

"Nine Netherworld Whip? It's a nice toy, but unfortunately, people can't use it." The Demon Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered.

No matter how Ye Qingmeng pulled, the whip did not move at all in the other party's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Emperor suddenly released a dark demonic energy.

By the time Ye Qingmeng let go, it was too late.

The pure black demonic energy struck like lightning, and Ye Qingmeng couldn't even resist, and was knocked away, dragging a streak of light, and fell into the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion, splashing a large amount of dust.

It's not even as good as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

After all, even if he is the son of luck, he is only at the Nascent Soul stage.