Chapter 96 The Devil's Hand

"You are awesome." Zuo Zixin turned her eyes to the man in black and said.

"Let's make a move." The dark eyes of the young master of Tianyinzong swept over Zuo Zixin, a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, and the bones in his hand "clucked".

At this time, everyone found that he was wearing a pair of dark iron gloves, and there was something like a barb on each finger. This is the hand of the legendary demon king. Everyone was stunned, and their feet took a few steps back.

The hand of the demon king is said to be a weapon used by the first god of war under the demon throne of the demon world. It itself is the nemesis of various fairy weapons. Because it follows the demon lord to fight on the battlefield all year round, it condenses unparalleled evil spirit. The hand of the demon king disappeared because of the seal of the demon world, and unexpectedly fell into the hands of the young patriarch of Tianyin Sect.

"Is that the hand of the devil?" Meng Lao was stunned and stood up directly from the chair. He couldn't help but be glad that his grandson was not the master of the ring, because once the devil's hand came out, he would not go back without blood. With his grandson's ability, he could not stop half of the power of the devil's hand at all.

"Meng Lao, I'm afraid our plan will change this time." He Lao looked at the devil's hand and sighed. They could still control the accident of the woman in red, but they could not move the hand of the devil at present.

"That's all. Let's take a look and talk about it first." Meng Lao seemed to be old for a moment. He waved his hand and sighed.

The devil's hand, according to Lin Yue's memory, also knows something, but fortunately, her magic vine is not a fairy weapon at all, otherwise the evil spirit of the devil's hand will not increase.

Now the most important thing is how she wants to retreat completely. If it really doesn't work, that's the only way.

Zuo Zixin secretly had an idea in her heart.

The war was on the verge of breaking out, and the atmosphere on the field became solemn and depressing, and even the clear sky changed. Black clouds emerged in the sky. The black clouds gathered above the ring, rolling and roaring.

Finally, the two people on the field moved. The young patriarch of Tianyinzong moved the phantom step, and a remnant appeared in front of Zuo Zixin. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the devil's hand came out.

What a fast speed!

Zuo Zixin's body flashed and dodged the blow. Feng Ze in his sleeve threw it out and only hit his chest.

The young patriarch of Tianyinzong smiled coldly and raised his hand. The devil's hand grabbed the magic vine, pinched it into several pieces and scattered it on the ground.

Damn guy. Zuo Zixin withdrew her hand and picked up the wreckage on the ground. These things could be used as rations for Meimei. Fengze, who was hiding in his sleeve, was still moved. The owner was really good to her, and he even risked his life to pick up his body. I was so moved.

Her eyes swept through the crowd and threw the magic vine back to the magic garden. This thing could not appear, otherwise if it was found by someone with a heart, she would be finished.

"Master Tianyinzong, let me see if you are fast or mine?" As soon as Zuo Zixin's voice fell, the whole rushed over, like a red light.

"This is what I mean." The young master of Tianyinzong clenched his hand, looked at the oncoming red light, and rushed over without hesitation.

The two turned into two groups of light and shadows entangled in the air. The speed was so fast that people could not see their movements at all. Only the occasional blood stains from high school and the heavier smell of blood in the air told people that it was a battle.

"Tut, the young patriarch of Yinzong really can do it this day, not even let go of a delicate woman." The poisonous lady looked at the two entangled in the sky and smacked her tongue. This picture is simply too bloody and violent. I have to say that the hand of the devil is really an indestructible magic weapon.

"If it hadn't been for the woman's speed, I'm afraid she would have died in the hands of the devil. But even so, she won't last long. Mr. An shook his fan and said with pity.

Tianyi looked at the battlefield where no one could distinguish people and asked carefully, "Uncle, will Sister Zuo be all right?"

"I can't die." Shangyangjun's eyelids were not raised, as if he didn't care about the war at all. I don't know whether he trusts Zuo Zixin or doesn't care about Zuo Zixin.

"Ah?" The sky was shocked. What does it mean that you can't die? Is it a serious injury?

As soon as Tianyi finished screaming, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the sky. With a "bang", a red shadow fell to the ground, and then a person slowly descended from the air. This person was not the young master of Tianyin Sect.

"The young patriarch of Tianyinzong won." The stewor stepped into the ring and announced the result, while the other side had already gone up and carried Zuo Zixin down the ring.

"Sister." Tianyi looked at Zuo Zixin, who was stained with blood and only had the last breath left, with a rather complicated look. First, since Sister Zuo suffered such a serious injury, secondly, she still had a breath of relief after suffering such a serious injury. I have to say that Sister Zuo is a tenacious Xiaoqiang.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty. Before Tianyi's hand reached over, a white shadow flashed and held the snowman on the ground in his arms with a solemn face. "Go back." Shangyangjun waved his robe and disappeared into the crowd with Zuo Zixin in his arms.

"Interesting." The young patriarch of Tianyinzong narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of people who were far away, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

The night was dark. At this time, the courtyard was quiet and there was no sound.

Zuo Zixin, I didn't expect that your life was so big that you didn't die? Why don't you die in the hands of that demon king? Maybe I will add a fragrance to your grave today every year.

The more Hua Qian thought about it, the more angry he became. He thought that Zuo Zixin would definitely die. How could he know that Uncle Shangyang actually said that the woman was fine. She looked at the room where Zuo Zixin once lived in front of her. Her palms were sharp and she split the table into pieces.

The tragic table obviously did not dissipate her arrogance. She smashed everything that could be smashed in the room before she stopped and sat by the bed.

Huaqi's face is ferocious and angry.

"Oh! Beauty, are you angry? Who made my beauty angry? A man in black suddenly emerged from the room. After a shadow, the man in black hugged Hua Yu in his arms, and the evil voice sounded.

This man in black is dark and wears a mask on his face. He can't recognize who it is at all?

"Hmm! Didn't you say you wanted to kill her for me? Why has it been so long and nothing has happened?" Hua turned his face and snorted.

"Do you think the person next to her is so easy to deal with?" A murder appeared in the eyes of the man in black, "But will she be a dead person sooner or later? Why are you in a hurry? What's the matter with you looking for me so late?

"What do you think this is?" A small piece of green appeared in Huaying's hand. Isn't this a fragment of Zuo Zixin's magic vine or something?

"Where did you get it?" The man in black took the thing in her palm and his eyes were deep. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere, but unfortunately he couldn't remember it.

"Don't care where I got it from, just tell me what it is?" She didn't intend to tell him that she had a hunch that as long as she knew what it was, she would definitely deal with Zuo Zixin.

"Wait for my message." The man in black disappeared into the room again.

Zuo Zixin, you wait and let you be happy for a few days.

The corners of Huaying's mouth floated with a sneer, and his eyes were cold.

The night is hazy, and there is an extremely strange cold atmosphere at night in Shura City. The full moon in the sky seems to be particularly bright today.

Zuo Zixin changed into a brand-new dress to block **. Her eyes were closed, her face was abnormally pale, and her lips were like cinnabar, and she was red. The moonlight outside the window penetrated through the screen window and moved up along Zuo Zixin's feet, shining on her pale face. The moonlight accumulated more and more, shining Zuo Zixin's whole body brightly.

Shangyangjun frowned and looked at this strange scene. Most of the Yunqi mainland practice with reiki, and some evil practices will absorb other people's blood, cultivation, and soul as practice. I'm afraid that the essence of the sun and the moon is just the mountain spirit during the flood and famine.

Ghosts and evil spirits, practicing by sucking the soul of life, she actually feeds on the essence of the sun and the moon.

Shangyangjun's eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were stained with a smile.

Is I dead?

Zuo Zixin felt that her soul was very weak. She had already calculated it on the court today, but she deliberately fell seriously from the air halfway. Where do you know? I don't know what's going on? She looked at the devil's hand and felt depressed, and her chest was quite angry, and she actually used ghost control.

The devil's hand was simply too powerful. Her heart clearly planned to retreat, but her movements did not shrink at all. Instead, she became more and more crazy and wanted to tear up the man.

In the end, the fake serious injury turned into a real serious injury. The devil's hand finally hit her in the abdomen, causing a violent loosening of Dantian and almost hitting her soul out of Lin Yue's body.

The hand of the demon king, the young patriarch of Tianyinzong, I, Zuo Zixin will definitely avenge this!

However, the most important thing now is what about her serious injury?

Zuo Zixin stretched out her hand, kept getting up, and sat up from **. This moonlight feels really great. Zuo Zixin narrowed her eyes slightly and absorbed the essence of the moonlight. The moonlight slowly gathered on her body to repair her soul.

She could hear the crackling sound of her limbs and bones, and her whole body was shrouded in moonlight and warm. She seemed to be in the clouds, watching the clouds floating around in the sky. Occasionally, a few clouds made her face float slowly. The soft touch made people feel relaxed and happy.

Zuo Zixin sat on one of the clouds and floated slowly along the wind. In front of her are heavy clouds, one after another, layer by layer, covering the canopy. Zuo Zixin's clouds came and went away, and those clouds were divided on both sides and made way.

The clouds in front of him slowly became scarce, but a huge garden in the clouds appeared in front of him. There are endless beautiful fairy flowers that can't be named.

It's so beautiful!

Zuo Zixin couldn't help jumping down the clouds and walking into the garden. Those flowers that were still budding raised their heads and smiled with the arrival of Zuo Zixin. Sometime, a large group of colorful butterflies flew in the air, and they danced around Zuo Zixin.

This scene is simply beautiful!