Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Suddenly, Daoist Qingxu snorted coldly: "Shameless boy! How dare you sneak up and plot against me!" After making a handprint, a green palm shot out, and with a sharp whistling sound, it went straight to Zhang Danfeng.

However, Zhang Danfeng seemed to have been prepared for a long time, the Baiyun sword turned around, and a white light shot out from the tip of the sword, and collided with the blue palm in mid-air, but there was a sound like a thunderstorm, and there seemed to be a ray of lightning in front of everyone's eyes. The powerful lightning flashed across, dazzling flowers, and the surrounding air waves surged like sea tides. Those with weaker skills were forced by the air waves, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

After all, Zhang Danfeng just got rid of the poison of Tianyin Powder, and his internal energy has not fully recovered, and Daoist Qingxu is the top figure of Xiuxian Sword Sect, and his profound skills are not trivial.Zhang Danfeng took this move head-on with him, only feeling the blood in his chest surging, he forced himself to suppress a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat, and said with a laugh: "Haha, you really have some skills, come again! Come again!"

Daoist Qingxu was also secretly surprised: "This demon star really has some skills, and he was able to pick up my trick before his skill recovered. Well, we must think of a way to get rid of him as soon as possible to avoid disaster!"

Zhang Aoshi was furious, and said coldly: "Niubi, you are so shameless that you actually bully a junior! Hmph, since you are here, you should stay here!"

His hand made a strange imprint, which seemed round but not round, square and not square. When he raised his hand suddenly, everyone felt a blur in front of them, and they were suddenly surrounded by colorful mist all over the sky. The colorful mist rose suddenly, thick like Like water, it completely envelops the cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Sect. The mist is extremely hot, as if it is steam from a pot that has just been boiled, and there is a faint and strange aroma.There was no one on the other side.

At the beginning of the fog, Yun Lei hurriedly sacrificed the Qingming sword, and the sword swirled rapidly, forming a green light building in the air, which was protected by Yun Lei.Even so, she still felt the heat burning to her bones, and her whole body was drenched in sweat instantly.

In the colorful fog, only Daoist Qingxu sneered: "Old devil, you haven't seen you for decades, and you haven't seen much progress in your boiling fog skills?"

"Haha, although the progress is not much, it is enough for you, a bull-nosed man, to drink a pot!" Zhang Aoshi's voice came faintly from outside the fog.For some reason, his voice was muffled, with a strange valley reverberation.

"Hmph, I have figured out a way to crack your kung fu decades ago, do you think you can trap us again?" Daoist Qing Xu spoke, but his hands didn't stop. , suddenly waved outwards, but hearing a whirring sound coming from mid-air, those colorful mist suddenly rolled up like a boiling pot, forming a huge tornado in the air, colorful shining, extremely beautiful, within a moment In a short time, the colorful mist was sucked into the invisible circle of light in midair.

Yun Lei heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at all the fellow students in the blink of an eye, and saw that everyone seemed to be fished out of the water, drenched in sweat, and some of the weaker ones had scalded on their bare skin. There were blisters one by one, and they were in a panic.Taoist Priest Qingxu, Old Nun Jingxin, Huanmengzi, Immortal Red Pot, and Master Bunu, although they have profound skills and no clues can be seen on their faces, there are fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.The expression on his face was also very serious.