Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 92 Dao and Demon are incompatible! 【Add more [-] for Baiyinmeng】

After dawdling for half an hour, an exclamation came from the sky.

With a bang.

Through the dark clouds, one can see a big hole smashed out under the abyss.

Xia Houchun coughed up blood and walked out, staggering and embarrassed.

After leaving Yang Zhong and Jiang Weijun on it, he fell into the air with Fang Xirou in his arms, but unfortunately she dropped him halfway.

A little bit, a beautiful shadow wandering down leisurely, with lotus growing every step of the way, picking up the steps and descending, just like a fairy descending to earth.

The two phases mirror each other, as if they are worlds apart.

Xia Houchun pointed at Fang Xirou and roared angrily: "You stinky bitch, you actually threw me down in mid-air, do you want to murder me?"

"Cough cough."

A heavy cough sounded, and he turned his head angrily.

Seeing Murong Yan pouted quietly, Xia Houchun looked in the direction indicated by the other party.

In an instant, the lingering clouds and mist dissipated, and a thatched cottage was silent on the edge of the cloud cliff.

He was startled, this is a cliff halfway up the mountain, about fifty feet in size, and there is still an underground abyss below.

Fang Xirou's eyes were serious, and she pursed her mouth and said, "Let's go, it's up to you next."

Xia Houchun snorted coldly, "I'll deal with you when I go back."

Murong Yan couldn't help laughing, and covered his mouth with a low smile.

The masked man sprinkled salt on the wound, "Hey, Prince Weiyi is still there just now."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you schadenfreude girls." After Xia Houchun sternly said this, he strode away.

Leaping over the perimeter of the fence and walking three feet away from the thatched hut, he shook lightly, and the dust fell off, making him spotless in an instant.

After slightly straightening his clothes, he bowed forward and said, "Xiahou Chun, a disciple of Taikang, begs to see Master Shen."

The thatched cottage was silent for a long while, without speaking for a long time.

Fang Xirou frowned, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Murong Yan.

She said coldly: "Didn't the old nun agree, she won't play tricks on us."

The masked man narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "The saint is indeed in the hut, but there is something wrong with her breath."

Murong Yan frowned slightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Could it be that they were all cheated?

Suddenly, a faint voice came: "If you want to see me, you must kill this witch."

Fang Xirou's face darkened, her eyes were cold, and she yelled directly: "Pretending to be a ghost, watch me tear down this hut."

Xia Houchun turned around and saw that Fang Xirou had sent the magic sword, his face changed, "No!"

But it was too late, as soon as Fang Xirou finished speaking, the dazzling sword light pierced into the grass cover.

Jian Guang is exactly Fang Xirou's magic sword, Jiuqiuyue.

There was only a sound of 'boo', and the thatched cottage became silent again.

There was no sound.

But Fang Xirou's face suddenly changed, and he spat out blood.

She glared and shouted sharply: "Thief, how dare you take my magic sword!"

After speaking, he wanted to rush towards the thatched cottage.

Xia Houchun's face darkened, and there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him. It didn't take much thinking to know that Fang Xirou had been "obstructed".

After all, although Fang Xirou seems to be out of tune, in fact, she has a good sense of proportion and scale, and she will never be so impulsive.

He said in a deep voice: "If the real person doesn't want to see me, just say it bluntly, why bother to hurt my companion, is it to deceive me that there is no one in Dajing?"

The thatched cottage was silent.

The thatched cottage had a faint aura, but it posed a fatal threat to real people. Seeing that Fang Xirou was about to bump into the thatched cottage, Murong Yanhua turned pale and exclaimed: "Your Highness, stop her!"

As soon as the words fell, the aura of the thatched cottage suddenly flickered, and Fang Xirou's aura suddenly became disordered, and there seemed to be a sign of madness in his disheveled hair.

Fang Xirou is the next saint of the Demon Sect, and her skills are different from Xuanzong's. If there is a high-level presence that disturbs her mind, or disturbs her body's energy, it will definitely cause disorder in her skills, and even cause her to suffer from insanity and die.

Xia Houchun's eyes were cold, and he jumped forward suddenly. After hugging Fang Xirou, he quickly retreated.

A faint whisper came from the thatched cottage: "Decree, suppress demons!"

The incompatibility between Taoism and demons is finally showing today.

Murong Yan's face was pale, and the masked man was unprecedentedly dignified. He protected her behind him and kept retreating.

Blink to the edge of the cliff.

At this time, the coercion of the thatched cottage is getting closer and closer, which seems to be immortal.

Xia Houchun's face turned hard, and he took out the "God's Edict" seal and threw it high into the sky.

A ray of divine splendor hangs down, like a bead curtain woven by colorful Hongguang, enveloping the four of them.

There was a rumbling sound from high above, like rolling thunder falling.

boom! !

A huge pressure fell, and Xia Houchun's body creaked, as if he was under a weight.

That person gave birth to killing intent!
The awe-inspiring killing intent on the little saint of the Demon Sect!
He sternly said, "Master Shen really wants to be my enemy, Dajing?"

There was a cold snort in the air, seemingly dismissive.

It is not a lie to say that real people are all ants.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a hiss came in.

Xia Houchun suddenly turned his head, but saw that the masked man's crown was completely shattered.

What came into view was a chapped face full of gaps and scars. Under the pressure of this huge real person, his hideous appearance made him feel chills.

Murong Yan quickly took out another jade crown from his bosom, with a distressed and guilty expression on his face, he said anxiously, "Sister Nan, put it on quickly."

However, the masked man cast a cold glance at Xia Houchun, and then said indifferently: "No, thank you princess."

Xia Houchun had no time to care about the masked man, so he said in a deep voice, "Can you hold on for half an hour?"

The masked man spat out a word coldly: "Yes."

Immediately, his aura spread out, and a huge animal shadow resembling a vermilion bird floated out of the air.

There seemed to be a giant palm coming from high in the sky, and it was about to be suppressed in an instant.

Xia Houchun looked at the giant palm expressionlessly, and took out the 'Magic Source' seal.

A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes. Since the seal of "Guan Dao" appeared, the other two "God's Edict" and "Magic Source" seemed to have been opened with divine help, hiding countless magic and magnificence.

From this point of view, the 'An Chengshou' he met at Changguo Temple and Fang Chu's mansion in the eastern capital that day was not an ordinary person.

If the "Shenzhi" is the treasure of protection, then the "magic source" is the treasure of attack.

He has deep eyes, and if he wants to open the 'magic source', he must first be 'inspired'!
Those who are inspired are also possessed by demons.

"What are you still hesitating about? Use whatever method you can, otherwise you and I will be killed here." The masked man shouted in his ear.

Xia Houchun sighed secretly, looking at Fang Xirou in his arms, he said to himself: "Since you are hurt because of me, it doesn't matter if I am enchanted for you!"

As soon as the words fell, he made a knife with his fingertips, cut his wrist, and dripped blood on the seal of 'Magic Source'.

"Boom!!!"

A bowstring sounded.

The 'Magic Source' seal shined brilliantly in an instant, as if it had been completely awakened, a strange energy suddenly penetrated into this world.

An angry voice came from the thatched cottage: "Junior, quickly put down the monster!"

Xia Houchun looked up and said with a disdainful sneer, "Why doesn't the old thief end himself here?"

"You are presumptuous!" There was a rumbling roar of roaring shouts.

The entire mountaintop was thunderous, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled, and the strong wind roared and smashed the earth angrily.

On the other hand, halfway up the cliff was even more turbulent, and the shrill sound was deafening.

The masked man shouted: "Sword cut!"

A sword chant resounded in all directions, shining like a sparkling wave, cutting the wild clouds in all directions to death.

The momentum of the sword did not decrease at all, and it went straight to the giant palm in the sky.

In an instant, the swords and palms collided, and a shocking shock rolled out.

A wailing sound sounded, and the magic sword he carried exploded, and the fragments flew in all directions.

The masked person spat out a mouthful of heartache, and her breath dropped instantly. Her eyes were horrified, and she shouted: "No, princess, go back!"

Murong Yan had a resolute expression on her face. Although her body was swaying in the strong wind, she held onto Xia Houchun tightly, and said in a deep voice, "We must die together!"

The high-altitude palm is getting closer and closer, once this palm falls, Xia Houchun and others will all be buried here.

At the very moment, the daze in Fang Xirou's eyes suddenly disappeared, her livid face changed, and she shouted angrily: "Old thief, since you want to kill the devil, you just kill me, why bother to implicate the innocent?"

She got up from Xia Houchun's arms, and under Murong Yan's discoloration, she jumped high towards the giant palm.

Like a moth to a flame, looking for a dead end.

There seemed to be a cold snort from high in the sky, "Demonic evildoer, everyone can get it and punish it, it's just in time!"

ten feet!Five feet!
When the distance was one zhang, the masked man's expression changed and he sighed secretly.

Murong Yan trembled all over, and shouted, "No!"

But just as the palm fell, a white robe appeared.

The man threw a punch brazenly.

"boom!"

The fists and palms collided, but the giant palm remained motionless, and the fist was shattered.

The giant palm took advantage of the situation and landed on the white robe.

The two of them slumped down like kites with broken strings, hitting the ground heavily.

Fang Xirou was safe and sound, her face in the white robe was pale, her breath plummeted, as if she had been severely injured.

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