Chapter 8 Demon Slayer!

The time limit of three hours is coming soon. The three heads of Juetianmen came out of the ethereal main hall, and there was a noise in the square, which suddenly made Shu Xuandao and Jueqing frown. Some blamed these disciples for being so calm.

Ruhai patted his big belly and grinned with a big mouth, but his face was completely careless. The whole was a living Maitreya Buddha. Although he valued the Dragon Ball this time, he also knew himself and did not have much hope. Basically, it was to let the little disciple Hong Yu see the other two peaks. How powerful are you? What can you take to compete with them?

Seeing the three leaders appear in the square, the disciples quickly calmed down and looked this way together. The four disciples of Tianyunfeng squeezed out of the crowd and surrounded the sea.

Long Yan, the eldest disciple, sighed slightly and said, "Master, the time limit of three hours is coming soon, and I don't know how Xiaoyu and the others won below. Xiaoyu's cultivation is not as tall as the other two, and he doesn't even have weapons. I'm afraid it's impossible to win the Dragon Ball.

I think I must have heard the rumors of the other two peak disciples just now, and the other disciples were also a little out of their spirits. Only the fourth brother Arnold always has an indifferent face and can't see any expression. A pair of unique lavender eyes emit a cold light like substance, as if he can see through a person's soul at a glance.

In fact, only his name and his lavender eyes know that he is a natural alien.

Arnold comes from the central region of Tianyuan Continent, a place called Kongsang. Three years ago, he entered Tianyunfeng with Hongyu. Among the brothers, Arnold and Hongyu have the best relationship, so that they can wear the same pair of trousers.

"Tut, these brothers of Tianyunfeng are self-acious and precious!" Several disciples of Piaofeng heard Long Yan's words and immediately laughed.

Hearing this, Shu Xuandao's face was solemn and scolded, "Go, stay and talk nonsense here!" He said so, but a trace of joy flashed vaguely in his deep eyes.

Several disciples of Piaofeng spit out their big tongues, looked around the disciples of Tianyunfeng with bitter faces, and walked away with a smile.

Looking at the departure of these Tianyunfeng disciples, they smiled disapprovingly and immediately turned their eyes to a place in the distance.

Where the desperate eyes were cast, there were a group of female disciples who were chattering there. Their small faces were full of relaxed smiles, obviously full of confidence in Duan Mujing.

In order to hide his confidence, he coughed gently and changed the topic and said, "Brother, brother, it is said that in this Antarctic Jedi of Tianyuan Continent, heaven and earth have bred a nine-layer pagoda of gods and demons, where countless fallen ancient gods and demons are buried. After these ancient gods and demons fell, the essence was emitted in the air. After countless years, these essences condensed into artifacts. Because these artifacts are condensed by the essence of the ancient gods and demons, each one has a strong murderous spirit and unparalleled power.

"It's just a pity that the nine-story god and magic tower is an extremely mysterious existence. In order to obtain artifacts, countless practitioners went to the Antarctic Jedi to find the legendary nine-story god and magic tower, but failed. These practitioners were inexplicably lost in the end and never again. After returning, until now, the world still can't say where it is, and even gradually forgets this mysterious existence. Brother, brother, now some of our disciples in the Juetianmen lack weapons. I think it's better to organize these disciples who have no weapons for the time being and go to the Antarctic Jedi to find the legendary nine-story god and demon tower. I believe there is no lack of peerless artifacts there.

When Shu Xuandao and Ruhai heard the words, their eyes lit up. Many disciples in Piaowufeng did not have their own weapons, and only three of Tianyunfeng's five disciples had. Arnold and Hong Yu still have time to sacrifice their weapons in the future.

"Sister, this suggestion is good. I think it's feasible." It's about his disciple, Ruhai first opened his mouth and laughed.

Shu Xuandao pondered for a moment and nodded: "Since both of you think it is feasible, we will plan it later. Now the time limit for winning the pearls is almost over. Let's go and form a formation to lead them out.

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Under the Juetian Gate, in the lost white castle.

"Ah...!" Hong Yu shouted wildly.

"Master, I will never let you down!"

"Brothers, I will never let you down!"

"Little boy, I will never disappoint you!"

"Mother, I will never let you down!!!"

"Never! Never!! Never!!!"

Hong Yu shouted over and over again in his heart. At this moment, his body almost broke through the limit, and he stepped on the virtual demon step to the extreme, rushing to the hell demon dragon like the wind, which was indescribably fast.

Lu Feng and Duan Mujing beside them were stunned. Immediately, they waved the weapons in their hands at the same time, and the two voices of breaking the sky. One sword and one knife suddenly cut out two huge lights, looking to block Hong Yu's way forward.

Hong Yu's body was faster than lightning. He jumped through these two kills at once. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the hell magic dragon and stood under the big mouth of the magic dragon.

The next scene made it difficult for Lu Feng and Duan Mujing to forget for life. They had never seen such a fierce teenager in the future, but Hong Yu had not waited for the hell demon dragon to come to come to his senses. He had stood up to the sky with the big red mouth of the magic dragon and stood directly on the head of the hell demon dragon.

At this moment, the 14-year-old teenager, as if a god came to the world, shouted loudly and tried his best to wave his rain-like fist. In a blink of an eye, he had punched dozens of times on the skull of the Hell Demon Dragon. The Hell Demon Dragon survived endless years, and its skeleton was extremely hard, but it was hard by Hong Yu. The turtle cracked, and the hot dragon blood spewed out.

"Wow~" The hell demon dragon was in pain, and a dragon roar made heaven and earth tremble violently!

With a sneer, the dragon ball shot high from the mouth of the magic dragon. The young man tiptoed hard on the dragon's dragon's dragon head, followed by and rushed to the dragon ball. The magic dragon under his feet suddenly became furious, and the dragon head looked at it quickly and passed the teenager to bite the dragon ball back to its mouth.

"Get out of here!" The teenager leaned on top of the dragon at his feet, took advantage of the situation to jump again, crossed the dragon head and rushed to the dragon ball.

At this moment, the teenager completely forgot that he was an ancient magic dragon that could tear him up in an instant. At this moment, he only had dragon balls in his eyes. There was nothing else!

"Uh..." Lu Feng and Duan Mujing on the ground did not come to their senses until this time. The two rushed to the hell magic dragon at the same time, and then one person stepped on one side of the magic dragon and reached the dragon in an instant.

Three people and one dragon launched a rare battle to win the pearl in the air! The dragon ball was constantly bitten by the magic dragon and was constantly beaten by the three people. In the end, a dragon head was almost smashed, and Hong Yu and the three naturally became three living blood people.

"Wow~"

The hell demon dragon was completely violent. With a roar, the dragon's tail rolled up and twitched hard. Hong Yu and the three of them only felt a sudden gust of wind. In an instant, they were pulled by Wan Jun's force and were pulled down more than ten feet away on the spot!

The dragon's dragon head flew and bit the dragon ball. However, someone was faster than it. With a brush, a figure flew at a high speed. It turned out that Duan Mujing trampled the red flame sword as a flying sword under his feet, and the Xuanqi in his body quickly urged, shooting at the dragon ball like a meteor!

Stepping on the red sword, the red veil is gentle, like a nine-day fairy, with a triumphant smile on her beautiful little face...

"Ah...no!"

Hong Yu shouted wildly in his heart, and a pair of originally beautiful eyes suddenly opened at this moment. In the pupil full of unwillingness and sadness, the beautiful figure reflected the beautiful figure and went away at a high speed...

This is just a moment. In a short moment, the world is quiet and solidified, and everything is fixed there. Only she flies in the wind, her clothes flutters, and three thousand green silks fly gently, touching, like a unique song for thousands of years.

This moment seems to be eternal!

The teenager's body is flying backwards, watching the beautiful red figure shoot towards Dragon Ball, so beautiful!

Is that it?

Is that all for now?

There was a whining wind in his ear. The teenager was very unwilling and very unwilling. He wanted to drink loudly, but his voice was stuck in his throat. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed any tears.

"Ah...!" The teenager finally shouted out his unwillingness, and only a trace of strength condensed on his right hand.

"tu... demon...hand...!"

A huge golden palm print suddenly crossed the beautiful figure and grabbed the Dragon Ball...

After that, the teenager who tried his last bit of strength closed his eyes tiredly, and his body quickly fell down. The blood all over his body fell tickingly. Through the light, there were as crystal clear as red pearls...