My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Wow!
The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising.

The fallen leaves were constantly fluttering, and the drizzle was hazy. Everyone was staring at Situ Danyue, with solemn expressions in their eyes. They all clearly saw that the disciple of the Demon Lord was definitely not simple, and his strength had reached an incredible level. .

The pale flames were so powerful that they could almost burn the soul, making people tremble with fear.

And when the monstrous flames burst out, the empress frowned slightly, her divine robes fluttered, and a terrifying coercion also emanated from her body. Chang'an in the distance seemed to have completely revived.

It exudes an ancient atmosphere.

"town!"

Just one word.

The monstrous dragon energy rushed directly to the empress. She held the sky with one hand, as if there was a city in her hands.

This city is so ancient and vast, with green bricks and green tiles, and traces carved on it, which are called years.

No matter how powerful the practitioners in the world are, they will never be able to withstand the vicissitudes of the sea, the changes of the sun and the moon.

And as the city appeared, the empress's three thousand black hairs were flying wantonly, and her golden pupils became more indifferent, as if they no longer had any emotion.

At this moment, she is no longer a woman, but the controller of Tang State and the patron saint of this country.

"Interesting, he is indeed the meat slave that my master likes. He is indeed strong enough."

Situ Danyue murmured, and the painting scroll behind him rustled even more. In the large opening of the door, the monstrous flames became more and more surging and surging more and more wildly.

Able to burn almost everything.

At this time, many onlookers gave in to their fear and stepped back a few steps, their eyes full of horror, their faces even more pale, without any trace of blood, as if even their souls had been burned.

The kind of pain that comes from the depths of the soul makes many people clench their teeth and have layers of sweat on their foreheads.

A few people who were extremely greedy and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity were attached to their bodies by the layers of flames. Although it was only a drop, the flames were burning like gangrene attached to the bones.

The rain cannot calm down, and the spiritual energy cannot be extinguished.

He could only scream and let his soul be shattered. It wasn't long before he was burned alive and turned into a cluster of ashes falling to the ground.

The other onlookers couldn't help but feel sad, and waves of fear suddenly arose in their hearts.

I finally realized that this gathering was not a good thing, but a huge whirlpool. This whirlpool was so violent that it could swallow up almost everything. If they were not careful, they would definitely die without any possibility of survival.

The rain is still falling, but this bleak autumn rain obviously cannot extinguish the flames. Instead, it makes the flames become more and more intense and hotter.

With the ancient city on one side and the raging flames on the other, the empress no longer had any reservations, because she knew very well that the current disciple of the Demon Lord was extremely powerful, and even compared to her, he did not panic or make any concessions.

At this moment, if she had the slightest intention to hold back, she would suffer a crazy backlash, and she might even die.

The city was suppressing in the wind and rain, and the vast city was suppressing it from above the sky.

Situ Danyue's black hair was also flying, but her black hair seemed to be carrying layers of flames. These flames were like stars, emitting scorching light.

The smile on her lips became even crazier.

The empress's obstruction and strength not only did not make her feel the slightest sense of destruction, but she was quite excited, and even eager to try, just wanting to fight with the empress.

It would be best to fight to the death, so that she can snatch the master directly, and no one can even think of fighting for it.

Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. At this level of battle, it has become silent, without the previous destructive movement.

All the cultivators backed away hastily, looking at all this in confusion, sometimes looking at the continuous raindrops, and sometimes looking at the two of them.

The fighting has really started on one side with the monstrous flames, and on the other side is the ancient Tang Dynasty.

Who wins and who loses is still unknown.

……

In the drizzle, Mo Ke appeared quietly, holding a lantern in his hand, looking at the scene in front of him, and sighed.

"Third Junior Sister, it's still the same."

Her eyes were full of helplessness, and she didn't know how to persuade him for a moment.

Perhaps because the scroll was destroying his soul day and night, Situ Danyue's personality had become extremely stubborn and even crazy since she was a child.

The more they fight, the more excited she becomes.

At that time, only Master could suppress her, but now that Master is still in the endless Shili Gallery, there are probably only a few people in the world who can suppress the third junior sister.

……

Just as Mo Ke was sighing, everyone from the Zhengdao Sect in the Chunfeng Pavilion also saw this scene. The leader of the Tianjian Sect rarely showed a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

"I really didn't expect that in the past few decades, a rare emperor would actually appear in the Tang Kingdom, who could be bound to the entire Chang'an City and borrow the dragon energy of Chang'an City. If it had been hundreds of years ago, I might have I really don’t dare to compete with her, but now with the ravages and hardships of the years, even this city is dying, as if it has become an old man and will collapse anytime.”

"I'm not even afraid of Chang'an, let alone an emperor."

He snorted coldly, his words full of disdain, but his expression was vaguely solemn.

The dragnet has been planted. No matter who steps into this area, it is impossible to escape. There is no doubt about this.

However, the previous empress was equivalent to an ant, and could be crushed to pieces by his kick without any possibility of resistance.

But now, the opponent has turned into a cluster of flames. This cluster of flames will be blown out by him, but in the end he will still have to waste some energy. This feeling makes him dislike it very much.

but……

God is not as good as man. The Empress is indeed very powerful, but who made her meet the Demon Lord's crazy disciples?
With this disciple here, no matter how many trump cards the empress has, they will all be exposed today, and they may suffer heavy losses, making it easier for him to close the net.

Moreover, he had already made up his mind, not only to take down the empress, but also the disciple of the Demon Lord, who he agreed would also take care of him.

The world of spiritual practice has always been one of law of the jungle. There is only a little bit of meat, but there are so many hungry wolves. If you eat more, I will eat less. Zhengdao has been holding back for too long. This time he wants to sweep through everything, and naturally he wants to take advantage of all the benefits.

No one can stop it.

"The Empress is good. A woman can support a country to such an extent. It is already quite difficult in this turbulent world. And this Situ Danyue came from the slaughter, with bones at her feet. , with a huge amount of blood on their hands, they can be described as heroes of the moment. If it were normal, these two might really rise, but today, they all have to die here. Maybe, this is their fate..."

The leader of the Tianjian Sect murmured to himself, looking like he was sighing, but the lofty look in his eyes could not hide it. Many other righteous sect leaders also nodded in the same way.

Even the leader of the Yanqi Sect, Guan Yuanshan, looked at all this with a complicated expression.

There are many talented people in this world, as well as many people with great perseverance and great intelligence.

Obviously, Empress Situ Danyue is like this, which is quite rare. However, how many people can truly rise when the catastrophe comes? This is a big fight, people eat people.

Perhaps today, these two people will die here, and there will be no possibility of survival.

……

Just when everyone sighed and said nothing.

Jingle Bell……

In the wind and rain, a crisp ringtone came out so abruptly, making everyone stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion on their faces. They followed the sound in confusion, and happened to see an airplane ringing from the depths of the thick fog. Clouds are coming.

This Flying Chaser is so huge, so luxurious, and its entire body is jade-colored, but it doesn’t look like jade. Instead, it looks like it’s carved from white bones. It’s just that the white bones are so terrifying, and the aura it emits makes people... Creepy.

Moreover, this is not just a white bone, but the bones of hundreds of powerful practitioners.

The strength of every practitioner seems to have reached at least the five-leaf dharma body realm.

Outside Xianglu Mountain, in this wind and rain, only a few people can reach this level.

Who could kill hundreds of strong men, and then step on their bones and carve them into a flying plane.

How domineering and courageous is this? Is there really such a person in the world?

Absurdity, awe, fear, a kind of unknown emotion enveloped everyone's hearts, making everyone's faces become solemn.

Silently guessing, who is flying on this plane? When did such a powerful practitioner appear in Chang'an? Why is he hiding in Xianglu Mountain? What is the purpose?
Thousands of thoughts kept passing through everyone's minds, making a group of people look at each other with surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

However, this feeling and emotion seemed to only appear for a moment. Soon, the flying shuttle flying through the wind and rain seemed to become much darker.

Although it is still so luxurious and mysterious, it is no longer as terrifying as before.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion, like a dream, and had never happened.

"call……"

At this moment, a group of people couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed and no longer as nervous as before.

Hallucination! It must be an illusion!

The catastrophe has not yet come. How can there be such a mysterious and powerful practitioner in the world?
Moreover, looking at the world, even those hidden sects, no matter how powerful their background is, cannot have such a Feihu.

Maybe the feeling just now was just the formation carved on the flying plane. This formation is not very lethal, but it can amplify its own aura and create a great sense of intimidation to people.

They have seen this kind of formation quite a lot, but they have never seen one so huge and so real.

but……

Who is so good at putting on airs that even Fei Zhu becomes like this?

Everyone was in shock and doubt, constantly guessing the identity of the other party, and even began to guess that the other party was a hermit practitioner who had just crawled out of the coffin and hurried here to seize the opportunity.

While a group of people are constantly speculating...

Finally, with the gusts of autumn wind blowing wantonly, the curtain of the white jade flying boat gradually opened, and the mist rolled in. Then, a domineering and powerful voice came out from the flying boat, revealing a rich sense of banter. And playfully, looking down at the world, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle, as if the people in the world are not taken seriously.

"Oh, good disciple, once a teacher, always a father. You were taught by me. You should listen to my words. The empress is my woman, but you are so presumptuous towards your master wife. It seems that for The teacher still has too little training for you, let the teacher instill in you the hot love."

There was a deep sigh, which sounded so painful, but everyone could hear the amusement in it.

Quiet, dead silence, everything was quiet over there, and there was no sound. At this moment, all the practitioners outside Xianglu Mountain opened their eyes wide, with horror on their faces. For a time, they couldn't believe their ears, and even I thought I was hallucinating.

For...as a teacher?
The person in Bai Yufei's arms is this woman's master? Wouldn't that be the Blood Rain Demon Lord?

Can……

But how is this possible? The devil is indeed very powerful, but no matter what, it shouldn't be so powerful.

After all, the Blood Rain Sect is a new star. It has just emerged and has no foundation to speak of. It was an unknown person hundreds of years ago.

In the eyes of these truly powerful practitioners, Fang Yang's previous efforts to conquer the wasteland and unify the demonic path were nothing more than a child's nonsense. They were not worth mentioning at all. They did not even take the entire demonic path in their eyes, let alone a demonic path leader. Lord.

But now, everything seems to have changed. This Blood Rain Demon Lord is not as simple as it seems.

Everyone's eyes were complicated. Situ Danyue, who had been holding the scroll and sweeping the monstrous flames towards the empress, was slightly startled, and his body seemed to have become much stiffer.

Then, when he raised his head, his eyes burning with flames looked into the depths of the mist, towards the white jade flying machine.

The almost crazy, almost morbid smile on his face had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a deep coldness.

Then, even more surging flames exploded in her eyes, almost capable of swallowing up everything.

She smiled, with a bright smile, as if she had poured out all the shame and forbearance she had endured over the years, and just stared at Bai Yufei so closely that she no longer even directed those flames towards the empress.

Instead, he held the scroll tightly, walking step by step through the dripping wind and rain, through the monstrous flames, and walked towards the Demon King. The scroll in his hand made a clattering sound because he was holding it too tightly, as if It will be torn apart the next moment.

Between heaven and earth, only her soft voice could be heard.

"Master insists on indoctrinating the disciple, and the disciple dare not disobey. However, master, please slow down, the disciple will be full." (End of Chapter)