Chapter 163 Black Pupil

The wind contains smoke! The Jindan monk of Fengyue Palace met the underworld in the valley with Nalan Zhouyi last time, and almost inherited the inheritance of the underworld, but he didn't expect to see her here.

However, what surprised Nalan Zhouyi was that this was not the monk who was once pitiful and did not because of world affairs, but was replaced by a domineering and arrogant wind and smoke.

"Well, it turned out to be a demon practicer who dares to come here to destroy himself. Today, I will let you have a good taste. Who should be provoked, and you can't afford to provoke!"

The wind and smoke plagiarism actually used his fist to punish the demon practitioner, but the demon practitioner's body is a pervert. Nalan Zhouyi has long been considerate. Seeing the dying demon practitioner lying below, the heartbreaking roar, Nalan Zhouyi shivered.

The plagiarism, so plagiarism!

"What? Second brother, do you know this monk? Nalanfeng caught up and found that Nalan Zhouyi was stunned again. He didn't even care about a Jindan female monk in the distance who surrounded the demon practitioners.

"How can you not know! It's just that I haven't seen you for a few days, but it's like a world of difference. Brother, the inheritance you got can be said to be taken from her. Do you think I know me? Nalan Zhou Yi smiled bitterly. Will it be true that such a plagiarism female monk would be scared to hide behind her on that day?

"Well, it's your enemy, then kill it! However, this girl is very extraordinary. The demon cultivation is the late Jindan monk of the Black Demon Sect. He is possessed by black demons and is invincible. Before I get the inheritance, I couldn't pass a move and a half in his hand. Unexpectedly, she was honestly placed at her feet. He was indeed a powerful figure! Huh, is it a bundle of fairy rope?!" Killing people? Nalanfeng, who cultivates demons, has no consideration. Anyway, he is the enemy, and the dead will not be threatened!

"Ha ha, not the enemy!" Nalan Zhou Yi smiled and stepped forward.

Who? After watching it for so long, it's time to come out!" As soon as Nalan Zhou Yi moved, he heard the soft shout of wind and smoke and couldn't help stopping.

"Well, where did the little girl come from? She is so arrogant that she quickly released the Black Mountain of the Demon Sect, otherwise be careful that I will destroy your sect and destroy your soul!" Nalan Zhouyi's tone suddenly changed greatly and he spoke gloomyly without a trace of emotion.

Huh? So arrogant, more arrogant than me, hidden magic monk, how can grandma be afraid of you and destroy my sect? Let's see if you have that ability!" Fengyan's tone was cold, and a flying sword quietly appeared not far away from Nalan Zhouyi. He thought he didn't know who knew it, but he could deceive Nalan Zhouyi there.

Suddenly, Nalan Zhouyi raised his hands and said, "Pick the stars!" Suddenly, the white light surged on his fingers. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be tiny stars twinkling. Just as the flying sword approached Nalan Zhouyi's eyebrows, Nalan Zhouyi shrank his hands and held the flying sword, motionless.

"Behind the scenes, little girl, you are really sinister!" Nalan Zhou is easy to drink angrily, of course!

"Well, this is the end of underesighting me. Besides, the fateful battle, winning at all costs is the king's way. The losers can only fly away, dust to dust, and earth to earth!" Feng Hanyan smiled, and Nalan Zhouyi frowned not far away. If he saw Feng Hanyan for the first time, it must be nothing, but when he saw the same person twice, it had changed a lot.

"Are you wind and smoke?" Nalan Zhouyi asked unconfidently, and the immortals never forgot it, but now Nalan Zhouyi really suspected that he had misread and recognized the wrong person.

"Eh? Do you know me?! You are not a demonist, and it is impossible for the monk to know me! Who the hell are you?" Feng Hanyan suddenly condensed his eyes and was an immortal, taking advantage of the fire to rob.

"Are you really in the wind and smoke?" Nalan Zhouyi still asked again in disbelief.

"I'm Feng Hanyan, a disciple of Fengyue Palace. I don't know who my friend is?" Feng Hanyan was also a little surprised. From beginning to end, he did not feel any hostility, and he was an immortal cultivater. He should not be the enemy!

"Ha ha, who do you think I am?" Nalan Zhouyi made a soft sound, and the hoarse voice deliberately disguised disappeared. He returned to his usual elegant tone and slowly came out of the void.

"It's you!" The wind and smoke said happily.

Nalanfeng:...................................................................

Do you really know these two people? One keeps asking questions, and the other is a plagiarism monk who is at a loss and can't lift the dust. How can they really know each other? Is it a long separation reunion or an unknown past between the two? Nalan Feng is puzzled.

"It's not me, who is it!" Nalan Zhouyi smiled and then looked at the wind and smoke, "Well, I didn't find that of course, that poor little monk who was at a loss, was so fierce that even the Jindan monk of the Black Demon Sect was honestly subdued by you. I admire it!" Nalan Zhouyi sighed that this was really praising. Unexpectedly, he turned out of sight. He thought it was a cute little sheep, but it turned out to be a flood beast in sheep's clothing!

"Well, a little magic monk even said shamelessly that he would take my golden elixir and take me as his tripod furnace. Just his face, the blood river flooded, the flood flowed back, and automatically became my contract spirit beast, I don't want it!" The wind sneered with smoke, and then took away the fairy rope-like spiritual treasure that bound Montenegro.

As soon as he saw the spiritual treasure that bound him fall off, the angry and ferocious Montenegro was about to burst out, a river of blood suddenly crossed in front of him, and then he lost his mind forever.

"Blood Demon Palace..."

With this last cry of death, the body was directly pulled into the bloody Hanoi, and there was no such person as Montenegro again!

"Who is this person? Why is he similar to you? He is a magician? Feng Hanyan suddenly alerted, immortals, demons, twins, or twins?

"Hehe, this is my big..."

"Well, that eyeless thing dares to hit the attention of my disciples of the Black Demon Sect and don't want to live. I like your golden elixir is your blessing. I don't even know how to be grateful and have to resist. What's even dares to kill my disciples of the Black Demon Sect. I really don't know how to live or die!" Nalan Zhouyi's words were suddenly interrupted, and a group of demons were suppressed by a vast number of people, and their careless momentum was immediately suppressed.

I have seen arrogance, and I have never seen such an arrogant person who kills and take golden eggs. Unexpectedly, he is not allowed to resist. He can only honestly hand over the golden elixir and become a mortal from then on?

"Brother, all the magic practitioners are really domineering and arrogant people. In contrast, you are low-key. Look at them, they are simply crazy, and you are elegant and lively immortals?" Nalan Zhouyi looked at Nalanfeng beside him and had a fight with himself, but as a demon monk, why is the gap so big?

"You dare to resist my disciples of the Black Devil Sect. You are really looking for death! ... Well, you are the Nalan wind in the Blood Demon Heavenly Palace, huh? Who are you?" Suddenly, someone stagnated and pointed to Nalanfeng and said, because the blood mark on Nalanfeng's eyebrows was too obvious, but Nalan Zhouyi and others didn't know each other!

"He is Nalan Zhouyi!" Suddenly, a demon Xiu in the Black Demon Sect shouted in horror.

Nalan Zhouyi? Nalanfeng, why do you stand with immortals? Nalan? Nalan! What's your relationship?" Nalan Zhouyi didn't say a word, but the monks of the Black Demon Sect could not calm down. Although they saw Nalan Zhouyi for the first time, Nalan Zhouyi's fierce reputation was not blown to annihilate eight major immortal sects in a row! Fortunately, the leading monk was calm and did not show timidity!

"Ha ha, black pupil, you can't tell by looking at our appearance. Can't you guess that we are both Nalan?" Nalanfeng smiled and finally reflected the demons who were also demon practitioners.

The black pupil's eyes shrank and finally found that something was wrong. When he first entered the underworld, the black pupil could obviously find Nalanfeng's cultivation in the middle of the golden elixir, but now he can't detect it at all.

Impossible, impossible! The black pupil roared in his heart.

"Nothing is impossible, black pupil. Since we know our existence, all the monks of the Black Demon Sect can only be completely buried. It's my luck to meet me. It's yours!" Suddenly, Nalan Zhouyi spoke, and in one sentence, it directly hit the idea of the black pupil's heart.

Black pupil was shocked and found his inner thoughts, and then roared. In the early days of Jindan, even if it was powerful, it was impossible to leave nearly 50 Jindan monks of the Black Demon Sect. Thinking of this, Montenegro suddenly roared.

"Escape, announce to me the matter of colluding with immortals with immortals, so that they will never be at peace and will not be tolerated by immortals and demons!"

"Well, the idea is beautiful, and the reality is cruel. Let's all die!"

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