Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1226 Withdraw, Pursue!
In the past, she had swearingly bet with Yunchen and others that Xiaojiu was his mother, but at this time, although the words sounded a bit bewitching, it was clearly a male voice. She had always thought that she would be a beautiful little demon girl.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Yunchen turned his head to look at the situation at Ling Wushuang's side, and secretly glanced at the sky above him, and wiped his forehead. At this time, he did not forget to wipe Xiaojiu's sweat.

"Dare to bully my Wushuang, this king will definitely roast you today." Xiao Jiu's long legs gracefully stepped towards the position of the God-eating Ant King, his voice almost faded away from immature, except that Wei Nahan was a little soft and enchanting, it was still relatively soft Normally, the protector's tone was even more mighty.

"Tell me, old bug, how familiar do you want to be?" The huge head swooped down from the sky, the long and narrow fox eyes slightly closed, the sky eyes were like torches, and the flames flickered, staring at the smoky man on the ground. God Devouring Ant King.

There is a saying that is very correct, what kind of master there is, there is what kind of mysterious beast, this Xiao Jiu seems to be a fool who is comparable to Ling Wushuang.

Ling Wushuang couldn't help but sighed, "If you are familiar with it, you can figure it out yourself." Before the words finished, Ling Wushuang jumped out and rushed to the side of the melee, without looking back, "Xiaojiu, what is this?" I'll leave it to you."

"Okay." Xiao Jiu obeyed, raised her head and roared.

A giant tail protruded horizontally, roaring and sending the demon generals who had just approached flying away.

"Hmph, don't get complacent too early, this king is just careless for a while." The God-eating Ant King trembled up from the ground, and gravel and soil kept falling from its back. not to let.

Ling Wushuang returned to the melee, with thousands of troops behind him, the elite disciples, and the mysterious beast legion continued to gather towards the demons, the Beiming family, etc., obviously showing an encirclement battle.

"damn it!"

Black Deacon scratched his head angrily, he was really agitated at this moment.

Nanyu, the Peak of the Sun, and the City of Thunder and Punishment, they didn't even notice such a big move in advance, let these people, and this group of damned beasts approach outside Death Valley without noticing, how could they Will be so careless!
"withdraw!"

The yin and yang person also realized that something was wrong, and it was not difficult to find the confusion in the mixed voices of men and women, "No, we can't continue to consume like this. If it is destroyed today, then what is the future."

"What to do, what to do now." Kuroshitsuji's eyes kept rolling, especially when he realized that they were retreating steadily, and even after dispatching the army with all their strength, it was useless, the irritability in his heart became more and more obvious.

Do you want to continue to hold on, damn it, you are almost done, why are these hateful guys not late, even if it is a few hours, they will definitely not be what they are now!
"Devil Lord!" The yin and yang man Jiangming felt the sudden turn, and finally couldn't help it, and raised his head to the sky and let out a loud cry, the voice was strangely like a flock of crows flying over the sky, extremely shrill.

The situation is not good, it can't go on like this, the devil has to order the withdrawal of troops!
"boom!"

Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles above Mokong, and several thick silver-purple thunderbolts are tangled together like a python, making the sound of ice and fire blending together, not to mention approaching, just looking at it from a distance. People feel dizzy, almost suffocating.

"Buzz!"

Unexpectedly, just after the yin and yang people roared, before the lingering sound dissipated, a hideous crack opened in the sky above the ink sky. The suffix streamer.

Between lightning and flint, it crashed to the ground.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, blasting layers of gunpowder smoke like a bomb, and the dust that was driven out centered on that place, instantly setting off waves of ten thousand feet, and the waves of air that were driven out shook the surrounding people of the Beiming family of the magic army like a goddess. Falling outward like a flower.

"What's going on?" Black Butler and the hermaphrodite were extremely surprised.

At this moment, a cold, low-pitched male voice came from above the sky, but it was like thunder exploding in the ears of the demon army, "Shengqin, is this the ability of your ancient demon king? I think it's nothing more than that. "

Hei Deacon was stunned, and hurriedly looked down, with a ferocious and anxious expression, "Devil Lord!"

Nanyu Shengmai and Daohe beside her looked at each other. At this moment, she relaxed a little. She raised her eyes to look at the crack in the night sky that looked like a Milky Way, and exhaled heavily.

The ink clothes danced, and the light and shadow were like gods descending from the sky. The army on the summit of the sun and the Nanyu side stood with their hands behind their hands, their long red hair dancing wildly in the wind, and the arc of that stern face was the most elegant curve in the world.

The wind of the king stands majestically.

"Jun Yan." Ling Wushuang murmured softly, curling his lips into a smile, leaping up deftly into the air, swiping the icy scepter away from the monsters that were obtrusive to the eyes, stepping on the backs of a few roaring wild beasts with his toes, Lou Junyan's side settled down steadily.

"Shh!"

Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, a silver-white light and shadow rose, and the side of the demon army looking for the scuffle came forward.

"Lou, Jun, Yan." Shengqin gasped, her dusty silver robe was stained with blood, like bright red and dazzling plum blossoms blooming on it, her complexion turned pale, and the corners of her mouth also faded from fluorescent powder to He had a greenish-black color, and he knew at a glance that he was seriously injured.

"Devil!"

Several voices sounded from behind, either surprised or worried.

Sheng Qin waved her hand to stop their words, and after a fierce hook at the corner of her mouth, her extremely stiff face slowly turned into a soft one, and then he heard him say, "Lou Junyan, so that person is you, a descendant of the God Race. "

Obviously, Sheng Qin knew that the familiar aura that he hated the most when he was in the Eastern Wasteland, the aura that belonged exclusively to the blood of the king of the gods, came from Lou Junyan's body, and the hatred that swelled in his heart instantly, coupled with His current situation made him almost lose his composure.

But in the end he restrained himself, and there was a strange tenderness on his gray complexion, which was so delicately beautiful, "It's ridiculous, your ancestors can't do anything to me, just rely on you." The speed of speech increased in vain, and he Leaning forward, his sharp eyes seemed to swoop down from the sky, and cast fiercely at Lou Junyan's position, "Would you be too self-righteous if you want to turn the sky upside down?"

The ancient lines between his brows dimmed and brightened, making his pale face almost transparent.

"Shengqin, today is different from the past, now is not the time when you think about the past." Lou Junyan sneered.

"Winners and losers are just defeated generals. How can they be so confident?" Ling Wushuang returned what Sheng Qin said before, and he was crazy enough to look at him with a very unflattering look. "That will wait until you have that ability."

(End of this chapter)