Sick villain's fall in love

Chapter 251 The monk perishes
The tune is gentle, like a tune for quiet sleep.

It was clearly not the slightest bit of lethality, but the golden color on the running Qilin's body had dimmed a little, and even the running speed seemed to have slowed down.

The few Nascent Soul cultivators had no time to wonder, and the entire sky completely darkened.

Xieyang Zhenjun's expression changed slightly, and when he looked at the other people, there were some subtle changes in their expressions.

But at this time, riding a tiger is difficult, so he can only bite the bullet and continue to input spiritual power.

The night sky is suddenly dotted with many stars, one after another, with a beautiful artistic conception.

Every time the sound of the piano falls, there will be a few more lights on the night, which looks extremely strange in the silent night.

The smile on the corner of Ji Gui's mouth was also tainted with evil spirits, the sound of the piano flowed, and the handsome man with black hair and red robe stood alone in the night, his captivating eyes shot out the oppression of the heaven and the earth, as if the power of heaven descended.

The sound of the piano was calm for a while, as if the groundwork had been laid, then it suddenly rose, fast and urgent, like a calm ocean suddenly rising tide, or a storm suddenly falling in the clear sky...

A half-quarter moon suddenly appeared amidst the clang of golden and iron horses.

As soon as the bright moon came out, the brilliance of the stars in the sky seemed to be sucked away and dimmed.

And the golden unicorn that ran to the front suddenly wailed, and the whole body under the moonlight quickly withered away, as if being irradiated by ten suns in an instant, the water evaporated and shriveled into a little bit, and finally turned into fly ash and dissipated.

Seeing this, the expressions of the eight true monarchs changed drastically.

The moonlight above their heads became brighter, following them like a shadow, dazzing and dazzling. Summoning the unicorn had consumed too much of their spiritual power. At this time, the half-quarter moon in the sky was like an invisible mouth, absorbing the little spiritual power left on their bodies.

Since Nian Zhenjun has not had time to take the Buling Pill in the future.

Ji Gui's sleeves flicked slightly, and he was pulled by a suction force.

The man stood in the air, his sleeves were windless, and he grabbed his throat with one hand, and raised the man to his eyes to look at him, his voice was bone-piercing and cold, "You just said what happened to my master?"

The Liangyi unicorn array was dispelled by Ji Gui's understatement. Nian Zhenjun was full of horror and hadn't recovered from it. He stared at the handsome man with wide eyes, as if he saw an existence that didn't belong to this world.

Mozu Ji Gui actually has the ability to manipulate the stars!
Ji Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, evil spirits flowed in his eyes, and he exerted a little force with his fingers.

The veins on Nian Zhenjun's forehead popped out, his face flushed red, his pupils magnified several times due to fright, clearly reflecting the man's magnificent and charming face.

He tried to breathe hard, but only made a hissing sound, and his tongue was pinched and almost spit out.

The corners of Ji Gui's mouth twitched, and he answered to himself: "You said that my master died, and I heard it, so...you killed my master?"

"You'd better pray that you're lying, otherwise, once the chain that locks the beast disappears, I can't guarantee what the beast will do when it comes out? Maybe it's not enough to kill all the four immortal gates, and I will use the entire The creatures from the Floating Light Continent will be her funeral objects..."

His voice was clear and faint, but it fell into everyone's ears like thunder.

The monks on the ground and Yuanying Zhenjun, who was frantically swallowing the spirit pills, showed horror. Even the Liangyi Qilin Formation couldn't hurt the Demon Ancestor in the slightest. If this demon was angered, maybe the entire Fuguang Continent would suffer.

At this time they actually wanted to push Bi Xie out, as long as they could calm the anger of the devil and make him not go crazy.

Zhenjun Cong Nian's face suddenly changed drastically, he was terrified.

His Nascent Soul came to his throat uncontrollably, once his throat was pinched and exploded, his Nascent Soul would definitely be pinched and exploded too!

With the last bit of strength, Nian Zhenjun made a hand gesture from behind.

Seeing this gesture, the expressions of the other True Monarchs changed slightly.

Zhenjun Chengguang shouted: "Zhan'er, go!"

Zhenjun Wu Zhan hurriedly called Gaozu, and was pushed down by Zhenjun Chengguang.

The corner of Ji Gui's mouth curled into a cruel arc, Nian Zhenjun rolled his eyes, and the Nascent Soul was crushed together with the body, and a baby cry came from inside.

Throwing away the person who was dissipating in his hands like throwing dirt, Ji Gui raised his eyelids, and his expression finally changed slightly.

The robes of the remaining seven Yuanying Zhenjun in the air fluttered, and the spiritual power in their bodies instantly lost control. Their bodies bulged and deflated like a rubber ball. Upon closer inspection, their faces were distorted and deformed.

"Self-explosion!" Ji Guizhu's lips parted slightly, and after uttering these two words, she quickly backed away holding the piano.

At the same time, seven dazzling rays of light rushed out from the seven Nascent Soul cultivators, and the night sky above their heads was instantly illuminated. The stars and moonlight were covered by this ray of light. The first-order monk was howled miserably by the wind blade.

The seven Nascent Soul monks exploded at the same time, and even the demon ancestors in the fusion stage could not resist.

Ji Gui retreated quickly, but it was still too late.

"boom--"

There was a deafening sound, like a landslide, the bodies of the seven Nascent Soul cultivators exploded into countless auras, which scattered in all directions.

"Gaozu!" Wu Zhan's heart-piercing cry was inaudible in the crackling sound that went straight to the sky.

The entire dark sky was turned into day by the scattered spiritual light, and the field formed by the sound of the piano broke a gap in the shaking of the earth.

Ji Gui was injured in the battle with the demon emperor Chifeng, and rushed back without stopping to recuperate. At this time, the power of seven Nascent Soul cultivators' self-destruct was affected, and he was injured immediately.

The monks underground were completely dumbfounded, watching in horror the bits of aura that gradually dissipated in the sky, some timid monks were so frightened that their shirts were wet on the spot.

The seven Nascent Soul cultivators, who were usually regarded as top-level existences like gods, just like that... perished.

And the devil, it seems that his face is only a little paler, without any scars.

The monks watched Ji Gui slowly walking towards the mountain gate with ashen faces, their calves trembling uncontrollably, and couldn't help but fled.

"Run, run away..."

As long as someone from the Cultivation of Immortals sect survives, there will be a chance for a comeback in the future.

All sects of alchemy masters put all their eggs in one basket, stood up and blew themselves up one after another, fighting for the rest of the monks to escape.

The self-detonation power of Brother Jiedan is far inferior to that of Yuanying Brother, but it can also stop Ji Gui's speed.

The ground trembled and the mountains shook, and even Kunyong City, a hundred miles away, felt the shock.

Ji Gui stared indifferently at the fleeing monks, and the corner of her mouth curled up, "Want to escape?"

The strings "clanked", and sound waves flew in all directions. The fleeing monk seemed to have hit an invisible wall and was bounced back heavily.

"I have said that if Master is fine, I will treat you to a wedding wine. If my Master's hair is injured, you... will all die!"

The handsome and incomparably handsome man came with the spiritual light produced by the explosion of the alchemy cultivator. His whole body was like a god bathed in the holy light. However, every word he uttered and his paranoid and gloomy expression reminded people not of gods, but of gods. is the devil.

　Thanks to my family, Susan, for the reward of Bing Kuo Luo (*▽*)
　　Thanks to my family for voting in Xizhou with the wind (*▽*)
　　
　
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