Lawyer Zhan Zhao

Hearing Solanum nigrum's voice, everyone couldn't help being taken aback, and turned to look at Solanum nigrum.

At this moment, the cherry blossoms of Solanum nigrum were raining, and her pretty face was showing sadness, which was pitiful. Her eyes were on the boy in white.

Mo Zunlou frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

Demon Lord Baal was also a little surprised, touched his nose, and looked at the white-haired boy.

Hearing the voice of Solanum nigrum, the white-haired boy swayed, and there seemed to be a flicker in the depths of his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

"Big brother, it's me, I'm Xiaokui!" Seeing the white-haired boy ignoring her, Solanum nigrum couldn't help crying, and was about to rush towards the white-haired boy.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Zhan Zhao grabbed Solanum nigrumi's arm and stopped her movement. Solanum nigrumi stopped, and immediately committed herself to the ground, sobbing softly, "Why are you ignoring me...Xiaokui misses you so much!"

Zhan Zhao looked at the white-haired boy, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. No wonder he thought he knew this person before. Could it be him?

"Little girl!" Demon Lord Baer smiled lightly, "Do you know him? Hehe, if you do, I'm afraid it was before. Now he is not the same as before!"

"Is he your blood slave?" Mo Zunlou said coldly, although he used interrogative sentences, but his tone was very firm.

"That's right!" Demon Lord Baer snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "I planted a blood demon on him, and now he has already been controlled by the blood demon, and he is only driven by himself for the rest of his life!"

"What?" Solanum nigrum suddenly stood up, with resentment flashing on her pretty face, "No wonder he disappeared back then, it was because of you! You bastard!"

"Eh..." For some reason, Zhan Zhao felt a little dreamy when he saw Solanum nigrum scolding people.

"Solanum nigrum, don't talk about it!" Mo Zunlou interrupted Solanum nigrum coldly, "Since it is your acquaintance, then this deity should dispel the blood demon in his body!"

"Big words!" Demon Lord Baer clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I won't let you dispel his blood demons... I can't imagine that in four years, you have recovered to the cultivation level that can dispel blood demons, amazing!"

"Do you dare to fight?" Mo Zunlou said coldly, although the voice was not loud, but in the ears of Zhan Zhao and others, it was like a long river surging, like a sea of ​​anger splitting the sky!

Demon Lord Baal took a step back, "Sure enough, he is indeed the strongest Demon Lord in the demon world, and he has brought you back to this point. Alright, let's fight in the starry sky!"

"You control this white-haired man, and don't worry about it until the deity returns!" Mo Zunlou turned his head and looked at Zhan Zhao coldly.

Zhan Zhao stared blankly and nodded.

"Zhan Zhao?" Demon Lord Baer put his eyes on Zhan Zhao, glanced at him, his expression changed slightly, and said, "It's you! The realm of Sanxian... No wonder, no wonder you can kill the five elements envoy one after another. You appear In Xiangyang, King Lanling must have also lost? It really is amazing... worthy of his reincarnation!"

Zhan Zhao was slightly taken aback, his reincarnated body?

I remember that Jinshi and Lanling King once said that both the Lord and the Lord knew their origins, but what is their origin?Or in other words, what is the origin of Zhan Zhao?

"It's a pity that you are just a person who has just entered the realm of Sanxian... a good seedling, you will be buried here!" Demon Lord Baal seemed a little embarrassed, and suddenly ordered to the white-haired boy coldly, "Kill you!" killed him!"

The white-haired boy nodded silently, stepped forward, and approached Zhan Zhao.

"Chonglou, a battle in the starry sky!" Demon Lord Baal snorted coldly, and his figure rose directly from the sky, rushing into the sky.

But Mo Zunlou let out a cold snort, stepped out with one step, and disappeared from the spot!

The white-haired boy walked over lightly, and when he was still more than ten meters away from Zhan Zhao, he raised his hand and slapped him lightly.

Zhan Zhao felt an extremely sharp air flow piercing towards his chest, and with a thought, the Demon Que Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, Zhan Zhao turned back the sword to defend himself, unexpectedly, the force in the air flow was extremely strong, and with a clang sound, it hit on the On his own sword, Zhan Zhao's whole body couldn't help trembling, and he took two or three steps back before he stood still!

"So strong!" Zhan Zhao was startled inwardly, and focused his attention on the white-haired boy.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Solanum nigrum cried out and rushed up.

Zhan Zhao's expression changed, and he hurriedly backed away, grabbing Solanum nigrum.

"Brother Zhan, don't fight, don't fight!" Solanum nigrum cried anxiously.

Zhan Zhao paused for a moment, looked at Solanum nigrum, and sighed softly.

Seeing Solanum nigrum so anxious, maybe this person is really him!

There was a faint red light in the white-haired boy's eyes, which was obviously controlled by the gorefiend. Seeing Solanum nigrum rushing up, the red light in his eyes seemed to dim for a while, and he stopped in place, without pushing forward Come.

Seeing the behavior of the white-haired boy, Zhan Zhao secretly sighed in his heart, he had already guessed the best!

This person must be him, otherwise, when he sees nightshade, he won't stay where he is...

Although controlled by the blood demon, do you still have a certain degree of sanity?

Suddenly, the white-haired boy's eyes glowed red, and he rushed over with a single step.

Zhan Zhao hurriedly pulled Solanum nigrum back, and at the same time shouted at Solanum nigrum, "The Demon Lord said just now, I must restrain him, and then let the Demon Lord dispel the blood demon, so as to restore his sanity!"

Solanum nigrum froze, Zhan Zhao shook his hand, pushed the nightshade out, his body suddenly rose up, and flew into the air.

"Come after me, Barr's order for you is to kill me, not others!" Zhan Zhao sneered coldly.

Sure enough, the white-haired boy also flew directly into the sky, and looked at Zhan Zhao from afar.

The white-haired boy was wearing a blue-and-white Taoist robe, and Zhan Zhao was wearing a plain blue shirt. From the ground, the two seemed somewhat similar.

The white-haired boy fluttered and moved like a blue shooting star, and appeared in front of Zhan Zhao in an instant. He slapped him with a palm, and Zhan Zhao stabbed with his sword. The palm suddenly changed midway, and he changed his shot. In order to sweep, he hit the sword with a slam. Zhan Zhao didn't expect this move, he didn't use enough strength in his hand, the pain in the tiger's mouth hurt, and the long sword almost dropped out of his hand. Frightened, he hurriedly turned the long sword around, and took the defensive position first , took a step back.

The white-haired boy refused to let go, one palm after another, his moves were extremely weird, not like mortal martial arts, but his speed was getting faster and faster, Zhan Zhao faintly felt that there seemed to be something restraining him between the heaven and the earth generally.

The attack was ahead, Zhan Zhao couldn't be distracted, the Mo Que sword turned sideways, and the Tai Chi sword followed, drawing a circle, Mo Que hadn't touched the white-haired boy's arm, but it deflected the boy's arm, Zhan Zhao was overjoyed, this Tai Chi sword was really useful.

Zhan Zhao let out a roar, and no longer took the defensive position. The Tai Chi sword swirled one after the other, and it directly pulled all the palm power of the white-haired boy aside. None of the moves hit him. The two attacked more than a dozen After the round, no one can do anything to anyone.

At this moment, the white-haired boy suddenly withdrew his hands and backed away.

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