A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 300

Facing the flattery of all the disciples, the old man in black showed no expression on his face, his gaze as calm as an abyss.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of Tian Mozong.

muttered something under his breath.

"Two junior brothers, the senior brother has done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous. Everyone lives and dies at their own risk."

Then he waved his hand.

Swinging two beams of light from his sleeves rushed into the Tianmo sect underground.

When the streamer landed, it turned out to be two lifelike flesh bodies.

Exuding a faint primordial pressure.

The old man's old eyes flickered slightly.

Then he turned around and left with all his disciples.

The old man in black is named Tianxing

He is one of the three great monarchs of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and also the last trump card to guard the Heavenly Demon Paradise.

When many gods and primordial spirits came out of their bodies to fight for artifacts, it was he who guarded the bodies of many primordial spirits of the Tianmo sect.

Before the fairy comes.

He found that the auras of the primordial gods and gods of the Zongmen disappeared one by one.

Seeing the fires of the primordial spirit go out like lamps, he broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

Before he could figure out what happened, that terrifying phantom suddenly descended.

When that golden flame burned through the entire blessed land.

He knew that the Heavenly Demon Sect was over.

Thinking that an immortal might be involved in this, he didn't dare to stay any longer.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, he never thought of protecting other monks in the sect.

He just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Looking at the wind whistling overhead.

Tianxing Maharaja seemed to see the phantoms of countless disciples looking at him, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was faint.

"The gods of your various branches are dead, so that you can avoid the suffering of the world, you should follow them."

Then he glanced at the ruins of the Heavenly Demon Sect behind him.

The primordial spirit of the Heavenly Demon Sect is dead.

Even if the remaining disciples could be summoned to rebuild the mountain gate, the situation they faced would be very difficult.

"The current Tianmo sect is a mess, it's better to get out in time."

He whispered to himself.

"As a majesty, the world is so big, where can I not go?"

He looked at a few of his disciples.

He looked at the Heavenly Demon Drum in his arms again.

The old man's spirit was shaken again, and the light in his eyes soared.

"Now that the primordial spirits of the Demon Sect are all dead and wounded today, the sect is dead in name only. Who else can stop me? With the Heavenly Demon Drum to suppress luck, why worry about our lineage not being prosperous? Instead of fighting with the other primordial spirits like before It would be better to be the Patriarch myself than to share the Pure Yang Magic Treasure. Maybe after ten thousand years, I will become the same figure as the Patriarch of Heavenly Demons."

"The past has gone with the wind, gone, gone."

High-spirited, Tianxing Maharaja shook off the last thought in his mind, and left with his disciples.

At this time, the entire Heavenly Demon Paradise was blown into ruins, and the terrifying aftermath swept across thousands of miles. All spirits around the Heavenly Demon Sect were completely wiped out, and not a single blade of grass grew. It was a doomsday scene.

Lian Tianxing Maharaja looked at it with embarrassment.

He has practiced here for thousands of years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

I am even more afraid of the power of Yuhua Immortal in my heart.

It made him more determined to leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave the Heavenly Demon Sect, a disciple suddenly said, "Master, is there anyone below?"

When he heard the words and looked around, he saw a figure, and couldn't help frowning.

"Everything in a radius of ten thousand miles is destroyed, how can there be people?"

This is the center of the fairy war.

Tens of thousands of miles around are covered by the imposing aura of immortals, even if Yuanshen Shenjun does not have a treasure to protect him, he will be wiped out.

It is not normal for someone to survive in this situation.

Considering his injury, Tianxing Shenjun didn't want to be troublesome.

But after thinking about it, I still sensed it with my spiritual sense.

This perception was so overwhelming that his pupils shrank slightly.

After thinking about it, he said to his disciples, "Let's go down!"

Several people fell down and found that it was a handsome young man.

At this time, his eyes were closed, his face was full of pain, and he was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was going to die or not.

"Which family's son is this? How dare you run here to die?"

A few demons surrounded him carefully observing.

After all, it is an existence that can survive the aftermath of the immortal fight.

They looked at him, secretly vigilant in their hearts.

I saw that the other party was wearing brocade clothes, which looked ordinary, but they were made of materials that were hard to find in the world of immortality.

The jade pendant on the waist is the pure jade that has long since disappeared in the world of cultivating immortals, and it has the effect of calming down and dispelling inner demons.

Between his brows and his body exuded a layer of precious light, protecting his whole body.

Obviously, the clothes on his body are not only a treasure for protecting himself, but even his sea of ​​consciousness is also protected by the treasure of Yuanshen.

"Teacher, what kind of cultivation is the other party? Why can't I see it."

A Nascent Soul approached Tianxing Shenjun and whispered.

The aura on the opponent's body was weak, but there was a faint aura that made him afraid.

For a while, these Nascent Soul Daxiu were a little confused.

"Is this a primordial spirit whose realm has fallen?"

Tianxing Shenjun watched the other party carefully for a long time, and finally opened his mouth slowly.

When a few people heard this, there was an uproar.

"Such a young primordial spirit?"

"The other party's age should not be more than a hundred years old."

"So he is second only to that evildoer of the Kunshan sect? What's wrong with the world of cultivating immortals? So many evildoers come out?"

Several people were shocked.

"No, judging from his face, he is quite immature, and his arrogance is still there. He doesn't look like a primordial god who has been polished in the wind and rain, but rather a powerful son?"

"What kind of force can cultivate such a young master?"

Several Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators have lived for hundreds of years, their eyes are vicious, and they can tell the depth of young people at a glance.

If it hadn't been confirmed by the head master, it would be hard for them to believe that this is a primordial god.

For a moment, I didn't know what it was like.

I think they are also considered to be the generation with superior talents, and they are apprentices to the majesty of the demonic way. After hundreds of years of practice, they still can't touch the threshold of the primordial spirit.

Unexpectedly, in the wilderness, any young master he met would be the Yuanshen Shenjun.

If the other party is Tianlinggen.

If they can worship under Yuanshen sect, aren't they top-level Tianlinggen?

"I don't know what kind of force is so reckless that it forcibly piled up a primordial spirit."

A few Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators felt sour in their hearts.

On the other hand, Tianxing Shenjun did not speak, and kept silently observing the young man in front of him.

Under his perception, the other party is indeed a primordial spirit, but he doesn't know why he has breath but no realm.

The only thing left in his body is to form a pill.

But he clearly has the aura of the flower of fusion.

Seeing the clear light emanating between his brows, his eyes flickered, and his spiritual sense penetrated.

brush!
A sharp sword intent shot out.

A cold light flashed, and the strong sword intent could almost cut everything.

Tianxing Shenjun's eyes were fixed, and his consciousness was pulled away in time.

Fortunately, he is already the Primordial God Maharaja.

Although the sword intent was fierce and unparalleled, it was not beyond the category of Yuanshen and was easily avoided by him.

But the piercing sword light still makes people feel lingering fear.

Feeling the pure and condensed sword intent, he frowned.

"Taibai Sword Will Liu Wuya?"

"No, this is not Liu Wuya's sword intent!"

Tianxing Shenjun immediately denied it.

It wasn't once or twice that he fought Liu Wuya.

One is the Great Monarch of the Demon Dao, and the other is the leader of the Righteous Path.

Both sides are very familiar with each other's breath.

He can feel it.

That sword intent is somewhat similar to Taibai Zong's sword intent, but it is obviously different.

"But in the world of cultivating immortals, besides Liu Wuya, who else has such pure sword intent?"

His eyes became serious, staring at the young man firmly.

At this time, he suddenly found out.

There seemed to be a few sword intents lingering on the young man.

It was just destroyed by some kind of huge force, so it is rapidly dissipating, and the breath has gradually dissipated.

If it wasn't for his spiritual consciousness having reached the peak of Yuanshen, he wouldn't be able to find out at all.

But even if the breath was gone, the frightening artistic conception that flashed away still shocked him.

Especially the aftertaste of the two breaths made his scalp tingle slightly.

"This is……?"

His pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the young man on the ground, his eyes flickering slightly.

Said to all the disciples.

"Take him away!"

The ruins of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

After the earth shook for a while, several streamers of light rushed out from the bottom of the Tianmozong.

"Yuan Yuan, Shi Tuo, you wait, this matter will never end!"

A bloody light rushed out from the ground while roaring angrily.

It's just that when he saw the demon sect who looked like a ghost, his voice suddenly stagnated.

Immediately he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, hahaha, Yan Yuan, Shi Tuo, the Heavenly Demon Sect is gone, let's see what's the use of guarding the supreme magic weapon! Hahaha..."

The laughter is extremely free.

But the figure is galloping towards the sky
The other streamers were also slightly surprised when they saw the ghostly appearance of the Demon Sect.

Immediately without saying anything, he rushed towards the sky in different directions.

They are the only few primordial gods left in this supreme magic weapon.

When it comes, all demons surge, and when it goes, it is alone.

Of the many primordial spirits of the Demon Sect, there are actually less than ten people left.

Compared with the fall of the Demonic Dao Primordial Spirit, what is the destruction of the Heavenly Demon Sect's mountain gate?
Now that the outcome has been decided, no one is in the mood to engage in a verbal dispute, and they all leave quickly with a heavy heart.

"Old Blood Fiend!"

Under the Heavenly Demon Sect, the two primordial spirits opened their eyes, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.

Just about to rush out with a few primordial spirits.

But suddenly stagnation, Qi Qi spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Two junior brothers, the physical body has been returned, and the Heavenly Demon Drum has been taken away by me. We owe nothing to each other. I hope you can do it yourself."

The two looked at each other in unison, horrified.

"It's Senior Brother Tianxing! Senior Brother Tianxing defected from the sect!"

"And in order to prevent us from chasing him, he even tampered with us."

The two looked gloomy and their faces were very ugly.

They managed to escape from the Immortal's hand, and took advantage of the Immortal's departure, risking their lives, to stand out from the remaining Yuanshen Maharajas and snatch the Supreme Magic Weapon.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned, he would be betrayed by his fellow disciples.

The lion and camel god looked sullen.

Master Xuanyuan's expression was even colder, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"What a blessing!"

The two looked at each other, and pinched their hands to make a decision. The supreme magic pillar vibrated slightly, emitting an invisible wave, and the restraint on the two of them was lifted in an instant.

"Go! Go and see!"

The two rushed out of the ground like sharp arrows.

Seeing the tragic situation of the Tianmo sect, one of the two masters at the peak of the primordial spirit lost his breath and almost fell from the sky.

Lord Shituo's eyes turned red immediately.

With a roar, raging demon flames burned all over his body, dancing wildly like a lion's mane, his eyes were bloodshot, "Who? Who did it?"

At this time, the Heavenly Demon Sect has nowhere to see the sight of ten thousand demons coming to court, it has been completely reduced to a ferocious place.

Countless phantoms emerged from the howling wind, and there seemed to be endless grievances howling inside.

Where is this Demon Sect?It is clearly purgatory!

Lord Shituo was furious, and Lord Yuanyuan also had blood dripping from his eyes.

But when he felt the lingering scorching heat in the air, his expression suddenly changed.

"Senior Shi Tuo, it's those two superpowers! They were fighting in the sky above our Tianmo Sect, and Senior Brother Tianxing probably abandoned the sect and fled because of this."

The explosion of the pure yang magic weapon directly destroyed the entire Heavenly Demon Paradise. According to the perception of the two of them, there was no one left alive in the entire Heavenly Demon Sect.

Looking at the endless resentment gathered in the sky that day, Lord Shituo could even see the phantoms of his disciples and grandchildren.

His heart was bleeding.

"Junior Brother Xuan Yuan, what do you think should be done?"

After taking a few breaths violently, Shi Tuo Shenjun looked at Yuan Yuan Shenjun with red eyes.

Yan Yuan pondered for a while, and said decisively.

"We can't stay here any longer. The battle between immortals will definitely alarm the entire world of cultivating immortals. After a while, there must be a righteous way to investigate. We must leave before their primordial gods come."

"Afterwards, the disciples scattered in various places will be called to reorganize the sect."

"The mountain gate is gone, we can't make people lose their minds."

"We have the supreme magic weapon in our hands, and we are not afraid that we will not make a comeback."

"Brother, from now on, our Heavenly Demon Sect will be silent for a while."

Shenyuan Yuanshen stared at him with a serious expression.

Shituo Shenjun looked at the Tianmozong who was already like a ghost domain.

His expression struggled, his eyes fluctuated, and finally he sighed dejectedly.

"Okay, senior brother is in a mess right now, everything is up to the senior brother to decide."

On the other side, the bloody old ghost known as the blood fiend stopped abruptly after leaving the Heavenly Demon Sect's realm.

The blood light spread out, revealing an old man with red hair and red clothes.

Looking at the Heavenly Demon Sect, where not a single blade of grass grows, and has been reduced to a dead zone.The smile on his face slowly faded, he felt the scorching breath floating in the air, and his expression was a little surprised.

In this battle for the supreme magic weapon, the primordial spirit of the demon gate was almost completely wiped out.

Of the thirteen sects of the Demon Sect, except for the two remaining primordial gods of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the total number of surviving primordial gods from the other twelve sects is less than ten.

Some sects even have their primordial spirit completely wiped out.

After this catastrophe, the Momen's vitality can be said to be seriously injured.

Don't look at how miserable Tianmozong is, other demon sects are not much better than Tianmozong.

For a Demon Sect without Yuanshen sitting in command, no matter how many disciples there are, they will be expelled from the Thirteen Demon Sects.

In comparison, there are three Primordial Lords of the Tianmo Sect, who are much stronger than them.

Like the many primordial spirits of their Blood Demon Sect, he is the only one left. Even if the sect still has two primordial spirits to suppress the background, they are only in the early stage of primordial spirits and cannot help much.

This time, in order to fight for the ownership of the supreme magic weapon, the demonic primordial spirits came out together, and they didn't expect the whole army to be wiped out.

The other party is a fairy who has no trace, and they don't even know how to take revenge.

After getting away from the immortals, he still wanted to refine the supreme magic weapon to protect himself, but unexpectedly, he was preempted by Yanyuan Shituo.

How can he not hate.

He was really unwilling to leave like this.

"Now that a fairy is born, and the world of cultivating immortals is surging, it is clearly a sign that the great world is coming. The battle between the Blood Demon Sect and the Kunshan Sect has just severely damaged our vitality, and now we have suffered such a catastrophe. Is it true that the sky will destroy my demon sect?"

While hesitating and frustrated, the blood god suddenly sensed a trace of shattered air fluctuating in front of him.

Immediately startled.

"Could it be that those two immortals are back?"

In an instant, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

(End of this chapter)