Chapter 122 Conmence Next

"Bang!" The blue and white porcelain cup fell on the floor and broke into pieces.

Xuanlongyu was the first to do it. The goal was Yan Xipo, who had just made out with him.

He has more reason than anyone else to kill Yan Xipo and cut off the big Austrian aid of Hai Xiaoshu.

"Wow--" A crescent-shaped crystal snowy jade knife suddenly shot out of Xuan Longyu's right sleeve. He turned his wrist and held the knife to split Yan Xipo's lower abdomen with lightning speed.

With mental calculation and unintentional, it is also the killing stunt "farewell cut" that has been passed down by the Xuanshi family for thousands of years. Xuanlong control has more than 80% of the grasp of a hit, which will hit Yan Xipo hard.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he heard the sound of the cup, a strange door magic soldier like a shield, not a shield, not a knife, and a knife, a strange door magic soldier - the king of Yan, can't be said to cut the Xuanlong to control the throat.

"Ding!" The broken jade knife and the king of death met on the narrow road, and a trace of surprise flashed in Xuanlong's eyes.

——How could Yan Xipo know in advance that he would attack him?

There must be a traitor!

The first thing Xuan Longyu thought of was his big housekeeper Xuanmu Mountain, but this possibility was soon ruled out.

The old and young of Xuanmu Mountain were all pinched in the palm of his hand, and he himself was under his own strict control and had no chance to fight back.

Xuanlong can't think too much. The wind on the left side is like a light, and the "robber hand" of Yin Shengdao is directly inserted into his vest!

Kill Xuanlongyu first and take the opportunity to master the Xuanshi family, and then fight with Ni Tian's high-level people. The abacus of Yin Shengdao has always been very accurate.

Unfortunately, after the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch, the eagle shouted loudly, and the burly and tall figure soared into the air, like a powerful eagle spreading its claws to grab the back of the Yin Shengdao.

Of course, Yin Shengdao did not want to exchange his life for Xuanlongyu, and snorted coldly, "Old dog!" The robber turned his hand upside down and put the eagle to fight hard with his claws.

"Wan--" Leng Yue Chan suddenly grabbed a chess piece and sprinkled it on the regiment.

The chess pieces polished with hanging mountain black jade make strange arcs in the air, like flying feathers all over the sky to the Xuanlong in the fierce battle.

"Ding Ding Ding!" Mo Jingxuan, who was originally standing on the corridor outside the cabinet, somehow flashed into the battle group. The magic sword "leashed" thousands of purple lights and twisted the chess pieces into powder. The sword does not fade, and it hangs directly on the heart of the cold moon.

"The Thirteen Swords of Canghai, you also want to be Ni Tiangao's dog!" Leng Yuechan sneered and got up with a more Hesse magic knife in his hand, holding the farewell magic sword.

The unfounded man over there stared at his brother Shu Xiaomeng, and an invisible momentum was like a pine wave rushing his opponent. He slowly asked, "Marquis Shu, what do you say?"

Brother Shu Xiaomeng gritted his teeth and said, "I have a feud with Ni Luojia, so I have to feel sorry for my brother!" Move the magic sword to attack.

The death of kindness was silent, and a pair of "Dacheng's empty claws" silver on the gloves gushed out of the enchanting flames and rushed to the Qiren, and joined hands with his brother Shu Xiaomeng to attack.

"Ni Gong, what's going on?" An Yujing was stunned on the spot and had not yet figured out the current situation.

There is always a calmness on the sick face of Ni Tiangao Turmeric. He said lightly, "Hai Xiaoshu colluded with several major families to commit chaos, that's all."

"Hai Xiaoshu?" For An Yujing, this name is really a little strange.

He looked at Li Shangqiu and found that except for Ji Shang Xuan, the head of the silent family who remained neutral from beginning to end, everyone had been involved in this shocking decisive battle.

"Li Gong, where is Ao Shan?" Ni Tiangao's eyes turned to Li Zanqiu, his former colleague and now his sworn enemy.

"He's fine. There are fewer and fewer people who can drink and play the piano with me these days." Li Injuqiu sighed softly: "After tonight, I don't know how many are left?"

"In addition to playing the piano to entertain himself, Li Gong unexpectedly set up a big chess game quietly, which is highly admired."

Ni Tiangao's face did not know whether he was happy or angry. He looked at Li Zangqiu quietly: "The Heavenly King summoned you before the retreat and only said four words. Do you still remember?"

"The memory is still fresh--" Qiu slowly took out the guqin stand on his lap and said word by word, "Let's work together!"

"In the same boat... Now in the future, the ship will sink by itself." Ni Tiangao said solemnly, "Did the Heavenly King misread you, or did Ni lose his virtue and forced him to leave the public like this?"

Li Zangqiu said indifferently, "It's my heart disease, which has nothing to do with the Heavenly King and Duke Ni."

"Bum!" Under the eaves, Gu's sister-in-law lit a fireworks signal from the E family, and Fyan Peak suddenly shouted everywhere.

"Bum bang bang!" A string of fireworks representing major families rose to the sky, reflecting the dark sky.

Between the fingers, countless colorful and dazzling lights were lit up on the Famine Peak. The forbidden arrays were opened one by one, and the ambush gushed out from all directions.

At the same time, thousands of troops and horses outside Fayan Peak came in the wind and swords, and there was also an earth-shaking battle in the direction of the outer city, the ghost city and the vassal city.

Ni Tiangao and Li Zhangqiu were always sitting still. Their eyes collided with each other, and clusters of invisible sparks collapsed in the air.

No matter how ups and downs the surrounding battle situation is, their hearts are like water bodies like stone carvings, and no one is the first to take action.

When they reach their level, each other's every move and even the slight fluctuation of mood is enough to determine the final outcome of the war.

Therefore, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move; if the enemy wants to move, I will move first!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of tearing brocade and silk, and the half of the sleeve of the unfounded robe was torn by Dacheng's empty claws, and three faint blood marks appeared on his forearm.

His cultivation is slightly better than that of Huaci and his brother Shu Xiaomeng, but the other two joined hands and gradually gained the upper hand after more than 30 rounds.

Seeing this, Yin Shengdao over there said calmly, "Youqi people, your three families owe me the blood debt to the Yin family, and it's time to write it off tonight!"

The Qiren's face was slightly pale, but his expression was not shocked. With meaningful elegance and restrained, he smiled and said, "What the Marquis Yin said is as I wish!" As soon as my eyes closed and opened, two beams of seven-colored light suddenly burst out!

"Qi Yao Shen Tong?!" The deci of deci suddenly changed color. He raised Dacheng's empty claws and flew in front of him. The spirit around him was rapidly condensed, drawing a crisscrossing silver light, as if the void was also shaking and tearing.

"Bang Bang -" The colorful divine light is like a long rainbow across the Lingyun Pavilion, and the densely woven silver light continues to collapse and disillusion, and it can't delay the pupil of Qiyao God every second.

Brother Shu Xiaomeng pulled out and flew back, and sacrificed a magic treasure with his left hand and right hand. When the sky turned into a three-color peak, he couldn't help rotating, and the heavy pressure fell on the pupil of Qiyao God.

"Boom!" The colorful divine light fluctuated, and was overwhelmed by the three-color peaks.

Under the pull of Youqi's popular machine, the corners of his eyes bleed. He knew that the other party sacrificed the three-life Zhenfeng, which symbolized the past, the present and the future, and then restrained his Qiyao god pupil.

He snorted in a low voice, and the power in his body rose to the peak. The divine light in his eyes soared. The pupils of Qiyao God were like two angry and unyielding dragons burning. The peak of Sansheng Zhenyuan suddenly could not be suppressed, like the violent bumping of the flat boat on the angry waves, and the golden, gray and white lights were refined into "silk" and steaming.

Seeing that his brother Shu Xiaomeng was alone, he gasped and roared fiercely, "Youqi people, don't think that a pair of Qiyao divine pupils can run rampant. I will let you see the magic weapon of the deceased family!"

His lips whispered the truth, and suddenly a strange and inexplicable gray-green glow covered his whole body. His face, skin and even temperament suddenly produced earth-shaking changes. His eyes emitted gray-green dead light, and two fan-shaped giant horns appeared on his head. His clothes cracked and flashed through the electric light, and terrible bone spurs grew, and his body was also raised. He moved his empty claws to approach Youqi step by step, and his voice was hoarse and buzzing. The buzzing echo is like the roar of the demon god from the depths of the underworld: "The end is coming, and all spirits will be destroyed--"

"Daicheng Demon King Pearl!" Youqi's heart sank and recognized the mysterious origin of the transformation of benevolence.

Three thousand years ago, in the Youtian War, the vanguard generals under the command of the reincarnation Demon King were called "Dacheng Demon King". The commander of 100,000 demons in the Underworld attacked the city and plundered the land. Wherever he went, countless immortals in heaven died and injured.

But in the end, he failed to escape his fate. He died in the battle of the Northern Underworld. Only one right eye was scattered in the depths of the Underworld without disillusionment. Later, he became the treasure of the dead family.

Now the fallen mercy urges the magic beads, forcibly evoking a wisp of magic knowledge that has become the demon king in the pearl. He has also become the demon king's virtual shadow strength soared, and there is really an invincible momentum of crushing mountains and seas.

Before the transformation, Huaci's cultivation was roughly the same as that of his brother Shu Xiaomeng, and they were all holy masters of Pujing. At this moment, he has received the inheritance of the magic knowledge of Dacheng Demon King. Although the realm cannot be improved, his strength has increased to an extremely horrible height in an instant. Even the top figure who guards the realm must retreat in front of the fierce flame of the Demon King.

At the critical moment, there was a clear roar outside the Lingyun Pavilion, like the sound of Luanfeng cracking golden clouds, crossing the deafening shouting and killing, echoing in the hearts of everyone in the pavilion.

"Rojia?" With a calm mind, I can't help showing a wisp of joy on my face at this moment.

"Humph!" The Dacheng Demon King turned around and saw a group outside the pavilion turning like a tide. The disciples of the departed family camp roared sadly and fell into the ten thousand feet deep rath under the Golden Gate Waterfall like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

Ni Luojia's slender hand moved a jade hairpin to be invincible, and the beautiful figure stepped on the clouds and broke through the moon. It is clear that she is just a slender little woman, but she gives people the magnificent atmosphere of thousands of troops rushing.

"Ding!" The jade hairpin seems to be still a kilometer away, but just between the death of the dead, the murderous spirit is determined to be cold, and it is imminent!

Huaci waved Dacheng's empty claws and grabbed it out of thin air, trying to break the thick jade hairpin of the bamboo branch, but he felt a sharp pain in the palm and had been stabbed by the sword.

His arm trembled involuntarily, and it was only a little stagnant. Ni Luojia twisted the jade hairpin through the blockade of Dacheng's empty claws, and violently melted his eyebrows less than three inches!

"Ah--" The bones all over his body stood like an empty locust feathers and shot Ni Luojia.

I suddenly felt a pain in my eyebrows, and the jade hairpin that had been taught Ni Luojia was gently clicked. But when he saw Yiren's delicate body flashing, he showed the appearance of heaven and man, and disappeared in his vision.

"Wow--" A red blood dot appeared on Hua Ci's forehead, and wisps of gray-green essence was leaked out, which had been hit hard by Ni Luojia in one move!