The fate of the fox demon crosses three lives

Chapter 11
"Demon way?" Wang Quan Luoyang murmured slightly,
As the son of the leader of the Yiqidao Alliance, it is no one to be said to be a demon.

At this time, the shout came,
"From now on, you can never go any further."

"Huh! Brash words!" The golden-faced Vulcan, who was held back by her again and again, was furious. He stretched out his left arm with five fingers spread out, and the constantly jumping and flickering fire light ran down his arm to his palm, and the red flame gradually turned golden. , and the high-temperature spiritual power also forced people to almost suffocate.

The fireballs that the golden-faced Vulcan summoned at this time were obviously different from the previous ones.

The biggest difference, of course, is...

The target of this fireball is not Tu Shan Honghong at all!
Just when the red-golden fireball was about to touch Tu Shan Honghong, it suddenly turned a corner without warning, and aimed at Yumian Fengjun and the others

Yumian Fengjun, who was so proud of getting the magic weapon, never expected this to happen. Panicked, he even ignored Dongfang Yueyue and ran away.

"go!"

King Quan Luoyang dragged Dongfang Yueyue with a dull head, just thinking about jumping into the water,

The two had just entered the water when the huge fireball hit Yumian Fengjun squarely, and pushed the wheelchair for dozens of meters, directly smashing the poor disabled person into the city wall.

Tu Shan Rongrong, who was lying on the tower looking down, sighed softly: "I really can't pick it off now."

Tu Shan Yaya was slightly startled, "Hiss, this old man is really powerful."

Once the move was successful, the golden-faced Vulcan smiled contemptuously: "You bastards, dare to spy on my nephew! Hmph, you are looking for your own death!"

"Fight against me, dare to be distracted!"

When the golden-faced Vulcan sensed something was wrong, Tu Shanhonghong was already within a foot behind him of a fierce punching wind. At such a short distance, it would be difficult for him to dodge even if he was on guard, unless his speed was faster than Tu Shanhonghong was faster.

But the golden-faced Vulcan didn't take the path of agility and speed after all, and had no choice but to endure the fierce fist wind.

Even the Huxian, who majored in physical arts, could not resist Tu Shanhonghong's fist strength. Although the golden-faced Vulcan was countless times higher than Huxian, he was beaten backwards on the spot. The boat just stopped, and this arrogant old man might have to plunge into the water and have a good drink.

"I remember I said it." Tu Shanhonghong stood still on the deck of the building, the crimson demonic aura wrapped in her hands was swaying in the strong wind, "Don't even think about it, take another step forward!"

The golden-faced Vulcan's chest was suffocated by the punch, and he was almost out of breath.

Such a strong brute force, but he underestimated this fox demon earlier.

However, being able to hit him with this punch is the limit.

As long as he has pure Yang Yan by his side, even if Tu Shanhong can open mountains, she will never have the chance to touch a piece of his clothes.

The golden-faced Vulcan made up his mind, immediately turned the wooden stick in his hand, and silently recited the formula, and the temperature around the entire building began to rise gradually. Just when he was about to make a move, the young man's voice was crisp and clear. The voice rang again.

"Everyone in Yiqi Daomeng listen up!" Dongfang Yueyue stood on the bank wet all over, and shouted in the direction of the building boat, "Golden-faced Vulcan is shameless! Unfaithful and unfilial! Unkind and unrighteous! He pretended Being chased and killed by my enemies attracted my grandfather to rescue me, so I had no choice but to become a disciple! After I entered the profession, I pestered my aunt and mother all day long, wanting to be the son-in-law! Seeing no hope, I actually killed my teacher and seized the throne, occupying my family's unique skill and pure quality yang Yan Cheats! In order to steal my family's blood and spiritual power, I forced my mother to remarry to him but failed..."

The upright mask worn on his face for many years was shattered by Dongfang Yueyue, and the golden-faced Vulcan suddenly remembered a long-ago memory in astonishment and horror.

At that time, he used means to defraud the blood exchange method from the leech demon, because only the blood of the Dongfang family can cultivate the real demon-killing god fire pure Yang Yan, and the blood exchange target he was eyeing was his. Master...

After succeeding in the Dafa of Blood Exchange, his spiritual power soared at that time, and he finally cultivated the Demon Extinguishing Divine Fire to a great success, which also established the status of Taishan Beidou in the Taoist world.

The golden-faced Vulcan never thought that what he did was wrong, but...why would Dongfang Yuechu, who is still young, know this? !

Obviously, the method of exchanging blood was impeccably performed by him. In order to prevent people from noticing the strangeness of Master's death, he also transferred his own blood into the old man's body.

It was supposed to be a secret buried forever, but why was it broken here by a young man!
Why? ! !
Looking at the Dao League disciples who were completely stunned, Jin Mian Vulcan hated him very much. His image of painstaking efforts for many years was completely exposed, and most people in the Dao world were hypocritical. Qi, Dongfang Yueyue's words are undoubtedly shaking his foundation!
To make matters worse, this kid also directly revealed the secret of Dongfang Lingxue,
"Hey, cockroach spirit! You are not afraid of angering the golden-faced Vulcan!" Wang Quan sunset wiped off his cold sweat. According to the plot, it should be so, but it is inevitable that there will be some butterfly effects.

Dongfang Yueyue on the shore smiled faintly, "I believe in Sister Yaoxian!" Then he continued to yell: "...Afterwards, my aunt and mother saw through his tricks, and the golden-faced Vulcan secretly spread the secrets of the Eastern Spirit Clan, killing my aunt. I and my mother can only live a life of being chased by countless people in the world!"

Seeing that Dongfang Yueyue revealed more and more secrets, the golden-faced Vulcan couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, kid! You weren't born at that time, and I, the golden-faced Vulcan, am a benevolent and righteous man in the world!" Everyone knows! How could it be you..."

Tu Shanhonghong pinpointed the best time to divert the attention of the golden-faced Vulcan, and flew in front of him with another heavy punch. The domineering wind of the fist caused huge waves in the waters, and even the building was covered by Tu Shanhonghong The Yaoli shock almost fell apart.

The distraught golden-faced Vulcan had no time to resist, but was hit in the chest and abdomen by Tu Shanhonghong's punch.

As we all know, the chest and abdomen are the most important and vulnerable parts of the human body. The golden-faced Vulcan lost his spiritual power in an instant, and was beaten to spit out a mouthful of blood like the most ordinary old man.

If it's just that, it's fine, but he couldn't even mobilize his spiritual power under the heavy blow. At this time, the building was unstable, and the golden-faced Vulcan had nowhere to fall, so he was pushed by Yu Jin and rolled on the water.

……Uh.

If it must be described, it is probably similar to hitting water, and the golden-faced Vulcan is a stone flake thrown out by Tu Shanhonghong at this time. After touching the water, it is bounced by inertial force, then flies up, and touches the water again. Bounce again... the cycle goes on and on, until it rolls all the way to the shore, the strength of this punch is completely gone.

Everyone in the Dao League suddenly looked a little ugly. After all, with such a beating method, whether it hurts or not is of secondary importance.

...the embarrassment is real.

How high they praised the golden-faced Vulcan when they came, how painful is the face being beaten now, okay? !

"Master Vulcan!"

Everyone in the Daomeng didn't care about Dongfang Yuechu, and rushed to the side of the golden-faced Vulcan,
"...medicine...I have medicine in my arms...quick, feed it to me...eat, eat..."

The fox demon itself has sharp eyes and ears, and Tu Shan Rongrong and Tu Shan Yaya are staying on the city wall, and the distance from the golden-faced Vulcan is not too far away, so they can hear the old man's demands clearly .

Tu Shan Yaya smiled disdainfully: "After being hit by my sister's exorcism, you still want to take drugs to get better? Don't this old man hurt his brain?"

"No." Tu Shan frowned as he looked at the red pills that the Taoist took out from the arms of the golden-faced Vulcan, his expression gradually became serious, "...This is not a healing medicine."

No matter what kind of elixir it is, it has to be refined from the right natural materials and earth treasures. If the source is mainly therapeutic medicinal materials, then the elixir that comes out is mostly brown or green, but the Taoist priests can use it from the gold-faced Vulcan bosom. The one that was turned inside out was blood red all over, and even shone bright red under the sunlight.

Usually this kind of pill is either highly poisonous or...
"Sister! Sister! Stop him! What he is taking is not healing medicine! It's the Scarlet Refining Demon Pill that increases demon power in a short period of time!"

Tu Shan Rongrong yelled at the red fox in the air.

"What red refining demon pill?" The person who fed the golden-faced Vulcan pill was also puzzled, but after thinking about it, "Red refining demon pill?!"

"Good eyesight! It's a pity...it's too late!" The golden-faced Vulcan bit the demon pill in his mouth, only to feel that the demon power in his body soared, and even the pain of serious injuries was quickly suppressed. The golden-faced Vulcan himself has practiced the fierce and restless fire-type spells, so it can be regarded as complementary.

He spread his five fingers to cover the Taoist priest's face, and his fingertips sank deep into the muscles and bones. The hardest bone in the human body was like a ball of mud in his palm at this moment, and the restless pure yang flame was flowing from his body. Spitting out from the palm of his hand, the Taoist priest who fed him the medicine didn't even have time to scream, and his body was completely enveloped by pure yang inflammation.

"Hehe, if you want to preserve the name of my golden-faced Vulcan, I have to sacrifice you!"

"And you Tushan monsters, I'm going to flatten Tushan today!!"

At this time, the golden-faced Vulcan exudes a muddled aura, and the divine fire burns the body of the golden-faced Vulcan, as if it is not the golden-faced Vulcan who is controlling the fire, but the divine fire is controlling him!

The golden-faced Vulcan stood up, and slammed the wooden stick into the rock under his feet. He sharpened the wooden stick and pierced it deeply into the stone.

Waves of tumbling flames gushed out from around him, and the abundant demon power made his whole body assimilate with pure Yang Yan, his white beard and hair turned red, and even his pupils seemed to be filled with two balls of rage. The surging flames.

The city walls of Tushan that had been swept by the divine fire quickly dried and cracked, and the flowers, plants and trees on the ground seemed to have been scorched dry, shriveled and shriveled at an indistinguishable speed, turning into smoke and dust.

The face of the golden-faced Vulcan showed a ferocious look: "It's really refreshing, something like power really makes people feel happy!"

After receiving the warning from Tu Shan Rongrong, Tu Shan Honghong, who rushed over quickly, was blocked by the fire wave, and the pure Yang Yan was also worthy of the name of the demon-killing fire. The current posture made her feel that the demon power was hindered just by approaching .

"Come on! You all come to taste the taste of this demon fire!"

The pure Yang flames surrounding the golden-faced Vulcan suddenly exploded, turning into countless streams of red hot streamers, as if the heavenly punishment falling from the sky attacked everyone present indiscriminately.

In an instant, everyone in the Dao League was almost burned by pure Yang Yan,
Looking at the divine fire attacking him, King Quan Luoyang was also a little speechless, this thing still has a lock?
There is no fart attack within one foot of Dongfang Moon,
In fact, Wang Quan Luoyang is not afraid of the so-called pure Yang Yan of the Demon Extinguishing God Fire. He is originally a mellow Eastern Spirit Race bloodline, and he is not afraid of flames by nature.What's more, the golden-faced Vulcan does not belong to his oriental blood?

King Quan Luoyang waved his hand, and the divine fire that struck him disappeared completely.

Why is Dongfang Yueyue afraid?Dongfang Yuechu hadn't practiced pure Yang Yan for a long time, so he was naturally a little afraid of this pure Yang Yan.
As a king who has practiced for a long time, he is naturally not afraid,

"Ok?"

The golden-faced Vulcan just happened to look at Wang Quan Luoyang, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Why is this son not afraid of the pure yang flame of the demon-killing fire?

why? !

"Could it be." The golden-faced Vulcan murmured slightly,
"He is Huaizhu's child?!"

When the golden-faced Vulcan thought of this, the flames in his eyes immediately became more intense.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that even though I was fooled by you Tushan temptress today, I would gain so much!"

"Today, the old man was able to meet two children of the blood of the Eastern Spirit Race!" The golden-faced Vulcan looked like a madman possessed by demons, with white hair flowing around.

"Rong Rong, why are there two?"

Tu Shan Yaya folded her ears and straightened her ears, and asked Tu Shan Rongrong beside her.

Tu Shan Rongrong's pupils shrank, and said: "The sunset of the king is also a descendant of the Eastern Spirit Race."

"What?!" Tu Shan Yaya covered her mouth,

It is rare enough to have a bloodline of the Eastern Spirit Race, but now there are two?

No wonder King Power Sunset is so similar to Dongfang Yueyue's Daimao,
Let me just say, if you beat me to death, Tu Shan Yaya, I don't believe that the two of you are not related by blood at all!
"I can't believe it, is this exposed?" Wang Quan Luoyang stroked his hair, startled,
The golden-faced Vulcan ignored Tu Shan's redness, stretched his body, and attacked the two of them.

The setting sun of kingship, the beginning of the month in the east, danger!
　It's a big chapter
　　
　
(End of this chapter)