The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 271 Who knows what will be reincarnated in the next life?

"Is it it? That baby spirit!" Song Zhi swayed left and right, holding the mast tightly. She still hasn't figured out why the vixen was not burned to death by the 'star'.

She stared straight at the place where the baby was crying.

It's deep in the fog.

This time, Bu Wuxie stayed close to Wen Ku, he used his devilish energy to prop up the barrier, completely protecting Wen Ku and himself inside.

He whispered in Wenku's ear, "Be careful."

Before seeing the true face of the infant spirit, the cries of these cries almost want to call people's souls away.

For so long, the underworld has allowed it to run amok on Huangquan, and there is nothing to do with it.

Wen Ku acted as if she didn't hear what he said, she only looked into the thick fog with calm black eyes.

The ferry was driving fast, like a leaf on the tumbling Huangquan, it was beaten to the left and rolled.

The rest of the demon kings have already sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and the barriers set up are thicker than the other.

Even Emperor Song did not dare to take it lightly.

This is something beyond the five elements of heaven, earth, and of course it is not so easy to subdue it.

The last time something like this appeared was the monkey jumping out of the rock.

If the Venerable Xitian Wuliang hadn't personally acted, the monkey would not have been subdued.

But this time, fortunately, this thing is just an infant spirit... definitely not as powerful as that monkey.

Even so, Emperor Song tightly clenched the machete in his hand.

With one swing of his knife, he chopped off the several 'undead last breath' that hit him head-on.

Immediately afterwards, a few more knives were swung out.

That pitch-black machete looked bulky, but it was very nimble when swung, and it could even disperse the dense fog.

It's like tearing open several big holes in the void.

As soon as the thick fog was torn apart, everyone followed along to look at it.

The sky was still pitch black, the blood-red flowers of the other shore were swallowed by the underworld, and bits of undead spirit were flying around in the night sky.

Just now these things seemed to be densely packed, but now they seemed to be frightened by something, and they fled in all directions.
Huang Quan's undead souls have more or less self-awareness.

When the baby's cry came, they panicked.

"Hehehe..." At this moment, another piercing laughter was heard pouring into the night wind.

The night wind was cold and sharp, cutting everyone like ice knives.

"Hey..." Those family members of the demon king who were not high in cultivation were directly torn to pieces by the wind.

For a while, screams continued.

But the next moment, more wind blades swept in without warning.

You can't see it, but you can touch it. Whoever dares to stretch out his hand will have his limbs cut off on the spot.

Wen Ku watched quietly, only feeling that the scene in front of him was inexplicably familiar.

wind blade.

She has also seen someone do this before.

Wen Ku frowned slightly, the wind carried the strong bloody smell unique to Huangquan, which was very pungent.

This time, she directly took out her stick.

It was the natal weapon she had forged in this life, and it was full of evil spirits.

Bu Wuxie's barrier blocked most of the wind blades for them, but it still didn't last long.

It can be seen that his enchantment was cut by those wind blades.

At the beginning, it was just a hair-thin cut, but in an instant, his barrier fell apart, and was disintegrated by these wind blades in an instant.

Bu Wuxie moved his fingertips immediately, and held a cold sword in an instant. The powerful sword energy swept out and mixed with those wind blades.

There was an ear-piercing roar immediately, as sharp as a knife scraping glass.

In the night sky, even more brilliant sparks were wiped out.

Wen Ku held the black gold stick in his hand, and smashed out several sticks, making those wind blades slam.

She was wearing a black dress, with long flying hair and a beautiful face.

She was transformed into a gentle beauty, but when she holds the stick in her hand, she looks like a goddess of war possessing her body, which is called a heroic figure.

While resisting those wind blades, Song Zhi couldn't help but look back at Wen Ku.

Good guy!
This vixen is still a trickster!

She looked at Wen Ku many times, seeing that weak little body holding a stick longer than herself, and the appearance of the fluttering clothes and hair, she was actually quite handsome.

For a moment, Song Zhi felt that if this vixen was a man, he would not know how many women he would be charmed by.

damn it!
Song Zhi immediately scolded him for being worthless!How could she have such an idea!

Let's pay more attention to Bu Wuxie, look, isn't that evildoer also very good at swordplay?Why was she attracted by that vixen!
Holding the stick, Wen Ku knocked away several wind blades. Their ferry boat suffered a crime, was hit by the wind blades, and even the mast was cut off.

For a moment, the entire ferry boat lost its direction and began to spin around in the underworld.

"Giggle..." At this moment, the terrifying baby's laughter swept over again.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, as if a giant stomped the ground fiercely.

For a while, most of the Yellow Springs swayed even more violently.

The waves of Huangquan water rolled up several meters high and swallowed most of the ferry boats.

Fortunately, those undead had already lost their bodies. After the ferry capsized, they all fell into the Yellow Spring, but they were not melted by the water of the Yellow Spring.

But the demons are different.

There was a younger sister of the demon king who fell into the Yellow Spring, and was completely melted by the dark green water of the Yellow Spring on the spot, not even a single bone was left behind.

As soon as the body died, his sister's undead emerged directly from the underworld.

"Awesome, it's done in one step." Wen Ku felt that in the future, if those people who are tired of living and crooked want to think, they can directly come to Huangquan and jump into the river, and many steps can be directly saved.

Bu Wuxie saw that she was still in the mood to joke and joke at this moment, so he had to admire her attitude is really good.

He said, "If the king of Japan also unfortunately falls into this hell, Ma'am, you must take my undead with you."

At least there is still a thought.

Maybe he can find a new body to take away, and then become the appearance that Wen Ku likes.

Wen Ku glanced at him, thinking that there might be something wrong with this little devil.

"If you want to eat me, you can." Bu Wuxie said again, so that he would really be 'integrated' with her.

Wenku, "..."

Song Zhi was listening, feeling nauseous.

Now she feels that Bu Wuxie is like a dog, licking a dog.

Wen Ku doesn't have the heart to talk to him now, the Huangquan water was shaken by waves, and what's worse, a big whirlpool was stirred up not far in front of them.

If the ferry was swallowed by the vortex, and the three of them fell, oh, and a bald bird with them, they would all have to become undead.

Who knows what will be reincarnated in the next life?

(End of this chapter)