Chapter 114 Crazy Yixiao

"Go!" At this time, the yin and yang mirror suddenly flipped several times. After the mirror stopped towards Xuan Ming, it kept emitting a strong light and swept to Xuan Ming.

I only heard a crisp sound, and the light flashed in front of Xuan Ming. Xuan Ming was shocked. The speed was so fast that she didn't have time to resist it, so she could only dodge quickly. However, the beam seemed to have aura, allowing Xuanming to retreat quickly. It still followed Xuanming one step forward without delay. The hot smell emitted by the beam has been able to roast Xuanming alive.

Xuanming was helpless. At this time, he did not dare to resist. Because no matter how powerful he is, he can't resist with two-hearted operations under such high-speed movement. And with the speed of the beam alone, if he is slow, the beam can penetrate him in an instant. Therefore, he can only retreat, can't stop, can't resist.

Xuan Ming thought that if he moved around quickly, but after a few laps, the beam could be worn away by him. However, after a few laps, the beam of light still shines, and the spiritual power he thought did not wear out, and the speed slowed down. At this time, the second beam of light has been separated from the yin and yang mirror and rolled towards Xuanming. Looking at that speed, there is a possibility of surpassing the first beam of light.

Da Damn it! Xuan Ming listened to the sound of the wind in his ear and wanted to swear for the first time. This yin and yang mirror is really as difficult as the rumors he heard!

In desperation, Xuanming gritted his teeth, turned a corner and rushed to the chaotic clock.

He will have to face a large group of real demons later, and he can't be hurt again! He must also maintain his physical strength, otherwise, he really wants to try the power of this yin and yang mirror desperately!

Thinking so, he flashed by the chaotic clock like the wind. Just when Chijing, Zi and Yin Jiao thought he was going to use the chaotic clock to resist the beam of light, he saw him shake his sleeve robe, roll up the chaotic clock and Fan Tianyin, and leave quickly. At the same time, there were two colorful beams that chased behind him like a tail.

"Evil! Where to escape!" Chijing and Zi came to their senses, shouted angrily in the direction Xuanming left, stamped his feet, and rolled to Xuanming like smoke.

"Damn it!" Yin Jiao looked gloomy, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, and also chased in the direction of Xuanming's escape.

Seeing the two chasing him, Xuanming was not surprised and happy. On the journey of running for his life, he ran more happily. Soon, Lianshan, the location of the Southern Demon Sect, was far away. When he saw Lianshan, Xuanming deliberately slowed down. At this time, the beam that chased him far behind finally couldn't stand the long-distance travel. As Xuan Ming wanted, his aura had been worn out, and it was not as powerful as before. And the figures of Chijing, Zi and Yin Jiao have also been shaken in sight.

He slowed down, as if his spiritual power was exhausted, and his body gradually began to shake a little. At this time, the beam behind him finally caught up with him. He turned sideways and deliberately slowed down half a step, letting the light see the arm passing by.

"Ah!" Xuan Ming shouted in pain and said secretly: Damn it, it really hurts! He will never do such a thankless thing next time! With one hand covering his arm and spraying thin blood, he had a pale face and clothes stained by the collapse of the mountain. He stopped awkwardly at the gate of the demon religion. Then, against the shocked eyes of the two people behind him, he quickly rushed into the gate of the magic religion.

"Sinvil!" Seeing Xuanming enter the magic religion, Chijing and Zi were surprised. After understanding it, they couldn't help cursing angrily and rushed in. At this time, Yin Jiao's shocked face turned white again. He quickly pulled the red sperm and son and said urgently, "Uncle, calm down, let's go!"

Joke, although I don't know what courage Xuanming dares to rush into the magic religion like this, how many masters there will be in the magic religion? They are alone. Don't they run away now? Are they waiting for them to besiege?

What are you going to? If you want to go, you go first. I'm going to kill that evil barrier!" Chi Jing and Zi shouted coldly at Yin Jiao. They pushed away Yin Jiao with their sleeves and held up the yin and yang mirror to rush in.

"Uncle?!" Yin Jiao shouted, but Chi Jing and Zi didn't look back. He secretly said: With his own way, I'm afraid he really can't get out if he goes in. However, Chijing and Zi are different. With his Taoism, as long as he doesn't meet those people, he can still deal with it. At least it's okay to escape. So he doesn't have to worry about him or die! If he wants to figure out the key point, he will go back as soon as he is committed. Unfortunately, just as he was about to leave, a loud smile came from the gate and said in a proud tone, "Do you think the place of my demon religion is for you to come and leave whenever you want?"

"Oh, shit! Damn it!" Understanding that he couldn't leave, Yin Jiao's face was pale, cursed secretly, and looked at the gate.

At this time, Xuanming, who had just broken into the gate of the demon religion, was also stunned. He looked at the people's faces with a smile and walked towards himself step by step. This person was exactly the person he had seen under the blood sea at that time, and he was only accompanied by Yixiao, and there was no call Yan Jiner.

"Demon Lord?" Seeing the coming, Xuanming restrained his eyes. Although he didn't know Di Yu's idea of him to join the magic religion, he could only scream. The voice is no longer the aura of the sea of blood, only respect and temptation.

"Ha ha, Xuan Ming? You're finally here. Let me wait!" Demon Lord Di Yu looked surprised and walked to Xuan Ming's side in a few steps and patted Xuan Ming on the shoulder affectionately. However, Xuanming is full of depression in this familiar appearance, but because he doesn't know Di Yu's plan, he can only look like he has been favored and full of joy, and let Di Yu go.

But he didn't know what he looked like, and he gritted his teeth and just wanted to rush up and tear him. However, he didn't know that it was because of his angry appearance and Xuan Ming's embarrassed appearance that Di Yu's doubts about Xuan Ming were dispelled. He put down his hand patted on Xuanming's shoulder, took Yixiao behind him, and walked to Chijing and Zi with a smile on his face. He smiled proudly and said, "The two people who thought they had injured me broke into my magic religion. Can they still go back?"

"Di Yu!" Chi Jing and Zi stared at the angry eyes, swept at Di Yu, gritted their teeth and said, "Gry over the evil barrier of Xuanming, or I will smash the door of your demon religion!"

"Oh? Ha ha!" Di Yu said "Oh" in a high voice, and then smiled as if he had seen some joke. Just as Chijing and Zi were about to break out, he finally stopped laughing and said to Yixiao beside him, "Do you think he can smash the door of my magic religion?"

"Can't." Yixiao still looked light. He swept Xuan Ming's still bleeding arm and answered faintly. He ignored the red essence and the increasingly ugly face of the son. He walked in front of Xuanming and took a palm to heal Xuanming's injury and stop bleeding. During this period, Xuanming's grateful appearance stabbed the eyes of the red spirit and son. Suddenly, he hit the yin and yang mirror and hit the boulder engraved with the words "Holy Demon Immortal" in the middle of the gate of the Demon Sect.

"Hmm!" Di Yu snorted coldly, but did not stop him. However, Yixiao, who had been bowing her head to heal Xuanming's wounds, suddenly jumped up and kicked the yin and yang mirror in her white robe.

Xuan Ming's pupils shrank and suddenly looked up at the light clouds and wind, but he was confident and arrogant. How high is this one? How dare you take this all-out move!

Chijing and Zi were also shocked, and then looked at Yixiao and snorted coldly, "Are you demons so arrogant? No wonder it has fallen like this since a hundred years ago!"

Di Yu sneered and said no. At this time, Yixiao had kicked into the yin and yang mirror.

I only heard a harsh roar, and a white light flashed. The dazzling white light made Xuan Ming instinctively close his eyes. At this moment, Xuanming only felt numb all over his body, especially his ears, which was even more roaring. After a short period of deafness, Xuanming heard another "click" harsh scream, like the sound of a mirror breaking, but also like the sound of mountain stones hitting and rubbing. He opened his eyes. But he found that he saw nothing at the gate except the white and harsh light. Because of the explosion of the light, at this time, Yixiao and the yin and yang mirror were surrounded by the strong light flashed by the yin and yang mirror, and it was difficult for the naked eye to see anything.

Xuan Ming's aura was dark. Through his eyes, the blue light flashed in his eyes and looked at the center of the white light. At this time, the fierce fight in the white light opened his eyes again.

I saw Yixiao's robe roll over, flashing around the mirror quickly, swinging her fists quickly, and bombarding the yin and yang mirror in the middle with a silver fist shadow. The unpleasant "cluck" sound was the flashing sound of his iron fist hitting the yin and yang mirror. However, the yin and yang mirror in the middle, because the distance is too close, the beam no longer works. It can only emit a strong white light, wraps Yixiao, and bakes Yixiao in close combat.

The hot light baked Xuanming, and the high heat forced him to stimulate the cold air in his body again and again to resist the strong heat of white light. However, in the hot white light, it was still like a thin needle, passing through the cold air and stimulating his body in bursts. Xuanming, who successively stimulated the cold air in his body and resisted the white light, looked at Yixiao's eyes, and couldn't help but bring a trace of admiration.

As if he saw Xuan Ming's doubts, Di Yu said proudly, "The right saint doesn't like to use the spoon."

"It's crazy!" Xuan Ming couldn't help sighing.