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Chapter 505: The turmoil and the dust (page 12)

Tens of thousands of the Heavenly Demon's retinues rushed out from the depths of the demonic tide in waves, blocking the way of the blizzard and the imaginary sword.

Flesh and blood are like shields, and demonic energy is like walls. Unfortunately, they can't stop the invasion of wind and snow at all. They were chopped into fine pieces in mid-air and turned into blood all over the sky. They floated down towards the forest green below, softly filling, but shocking. People's hearts.

Zheng!

The long knife seemed to turn into an angry and violent demon spirit, tearing apart everything in front of it wantonly, and the sword intent spread all over the sky, killing people happily.

Shooting down the stars, cutting off the shackles, it seems like asking the sky, lusting after blood, tracing the outline of a killing, proving that one has been here before.

"Insanity!"

A free demon suddenly used magic to turn the demon flesh and blood in the sky into a cage, tightly trapping Feng Xue. Countless demon heads emerged from the flesh and blood, and the majestic power of the sword, wind and snow was They all suppressed it a bit.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The light suddenly shines, and the city is dazzling.

In the next moment, the extremely brilliant sword light exploded from the flesh and blood cage, filling the sky with a graceful, vermilion color, and shocking the world.

Zi Zi Tian Mo was startled, and then smiled slightly, "You have such a keen sense of swordsmanship and a keen desire to kill, it's your turn to be arrogant!"

The sky wind blew by, and the devilish body of the Zi Zi Tian Mo turned into blood and sprinkled into the heaven and earth.

The group of real demons couldn't help but take a breath when they looked at the corpse ghost holding a long knife and gasping for air. Only then did they realize the weight of the words "regardless of the cost" represented by the Emperor Zhumai when he made the arrangements.

In the middle of the wind and snow, a group of Ningzhen swallowed their throats so nervously, their eyes couldn't help but look around, and big beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads.

Ningzhen and Ningzhen are indeed different!

Faced with the eager gazes of many real demons, Yan Chun couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead and murmured worriedly, "How many real demons are there ahead?"

Her voice was very low, but Ji Cuiyu seemed to hear it. She quickly turned her head and said calmly, "Judging from the magical magic that the Demon of Freedom used, there are probably four Heavenly Demons coming, but you don't think it's enough?"

Yan Chun suddenly stuttered, "Mr. Ji... I didn't mean that, I just think you are a bit powerful..."

Feng Jinyin pulled Yan Chun behind him, glared at her accusingly, and then said seriously, "Mr. Ji, how about we take action too, and you should save some energy to guard against the emperor."

"Forget it, you can still hold on for a while against the real devil. The others just lost their lives in vain. If someone dies because of this, you will definitely have a thorn in your heart. In that case, I won't let you go again." You stay with me."

The young Taoist smiled solemnly and said, "I spent a lot of effort to remove all your magical powers. It would be a pity to just abandon them like this."

Has Senior Sister Feng’s magical power been transformed?

All the Ningzhen of Suqing Huanzong held their breaths and did not dare to pay close attention to the corpse ghost's words. They could only pretend that they had not heard them.

Feng Jinyin tilted his head slightly and smiled sweetly, "Just let Mr. Ji say whatever he says. Jin Yin will not disobey him at all."

When everyone Ningzhen heard this, his eyes dropped to the ground. Is this the senior sister who has always had her own opinions and even the Immortal Lord was amazed? Facing this corpse, I felt like a completely different person.

"Feng Jinyin, you are very smart. I have to say that the sects of the Eastern Realm really chose the right person to send you to me."

The young man raised his head and threw something out. It was as fast as lightning but gently landed on the hand of the beautiful lady.

Feng Jinyin looked intently and saw a small gold box hanging in her palm.

"The demon attacks are getting more and more ferocious, and it is getting closer and closer to Senwang City. I think the emperor is coming.

If the Emperor appears, I will lure him away and try to hold him back.

You all immediately run towards Senwang City at full speed. If there is a demon who blocks your way, try not to get entangled with it. If you feel that you can't resist it, smash the gold box. The hidden means inside will be enough to support you in reaching Senwang City.

Of course, if you can't use it, don't use it. I really don't like the cause and effect of this gold box. "

Lady Ruxian listened carefully, for fear of missing a word. She knew very well that this soul-prisoning corpse ghost would never say unnecessary words. Since he said this, he was afraid that the emperor would definitely come.

As for the gold box in the palm of my hand...

Feng Jinyin held it tightly. Although she didn't know why Ji Cuiyu was so secretive, it was a guarantee for the lives of her and her junior brothers and sisters.

"Mr. Ji, I will fully comply with your instructions." The charming woman nodded heavily, paused for a breath, and out of an unexplainable thought, there was a hint of concern in her tone, "You...you should also be careful. "

The young Taoist raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "I'm not Zheng Jingxing's guy. If I can't fight him, I know how to run away!

He wanted to keep up Qilin's reputation, and he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss when facing the emperor. Last time, the spirit of the Jie Sect protected his life, but he was afraid that he would not be so lucky this time. "

Suddenly, the demonic tide outside the wind and snow dissipated, and many real demons had disappeared without a trace. Such a scene immediately made many Ningzhen look happy.

Except Ji Cuiyu and Feng Jinyin.

The skylight that had not been seen for a long time shone on the young man's face, with the wind and snow in his eyes and clouds of smoke on his face.

I don't know which emperor will arrive to relieve my boredom of killing. "

Immediately, the young Taoist winked at Feng Jinyin, and said nothing.

The beautiful girl sat cross-legged on top of the turbid mist, looking at the crowd of Ningzhen escaping hastily below, with a smile on her face, "I am Zhuohu, Ji Cuiyu, the Yuan Shen of the Fantasy Sect is a bit difficult to deal with, but I want you to wait. It took a little longer.

However, I can tell you that no soul will come to disturb my encounter with you. "

In mid-air, a young man with jade bones and jade hanging from his forehead was holding a sharp sword and a Buddhist lamp in his hand, silently confronting him, his eyebrows and eyes were so solemn that they seemed to be dripping with water.

……

"Reporting to the Human Emperor, Qinghui Immortal of Suqing Huanzong was seriously injured by Emperor Zhuohu. He has retreated and Emperor Zhuohu has disappeared without a trace."

Yi Haoden's face was ashen. He ordered his souls to go out to fight and resist the emperor one by one. He never expected this result.

After all, he just needed to hold off for a while, and he didn't want to rush straight to the Eight Wonderful Demonic Arrays above Senwang City. He thought that since each of the sect spirits had their own magical methods, there must be no problem.

Unexpectedly, when the spirits of the various sects faced off against the Emperor, they seemed to be faintly restrained.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for a soul to be knocked down from the Cloud Realm by the emperor.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yi Haoden, burning like fire. The Human Emperor spoke calmly, "Let Immortal Qinghui recover in peace, and there is still a place for victory in seven executions."

The Human Emperor couldn't help but look at the water mirror, where there were two positions that penetrated deeply into the demonic tide, as if two sharp knives were piercing deeply into his eyes.

You must not choose Qilin, you must not choose Qilin!

As for Ji Cuiyu, the Emperor couldn't help but sigh softly. Although he also wanted to keep this murderous ghoul, if he had to choose between Qilin and a ghoul, I believe no one would choose Jinyu Daozi.

At the moment, I just hope that some Yuanshen will win as soon as possible and see if they can support him before Emperor Zhuohu succeeds.

Yi Haoden suppressed the worries in his heart, cut away all distracting thoughts, and waited patiently, expecting good news to come.