Sacred Devil

Jiang Zhen laughed, then gently touched Feng Yaoyao's head and said, "in any case, don't let yourself get hurt. Don't forget that Hao'er is coming back."

Feng Yaoyao followed him back from the wasteland to help her establish Jiang kingdom. Therefore, she has not seen Jiang Hao for a long time. Even if Jiang Hao came back this time, he did not even return to the Imperial Palace, so he left again.

Feng Yaoyao was a little stunned. Then she put a smile on her face and said to Xuankong and others: "little monk, elder brother Chu, the young master is coming back soon. Can we finish the battle before the young master comes back?"

"Ha ha ha ha!" Xuankong laughed. He looked at Feng Yaoyao and said faintly, "this time he's back. If you don't invite me to drink, I'm not willing to."

"Win this time. I'll buy you enough." Chu Yue seldom shows a smile.

"Well, then I'll have two drinks to drink." Xuankong laughed.

Several people's speed is extremely fast, before long, they two arrived at the black stone city of Jiang state.

Outside Blackstone, there was a strong smell of blood and evil spirit, and Feng Yaoyao and others frowned. Although they were in the realm of spiritual transformation, they did not dare to underestimate the monks on the other side.

"Let's go, let's kill it together!" Chu Yue waved her hand and looked wary.

"Amitabha Xuankong played a Buddhist name, and then looked at Chu Yue, with a compassionate look on his face, he said, "my Buddha is merciful."

Feng Yaoyao didn't say anything. She rushed out first, then stood in front of the tent of the gale country. Jiao said, "monk of the gale country, come out and die!

"Monks of gale country, come out and die!"

Feng Yaoyao's voice, like a thunderbolt, reverberated in the tent of the gale country for a long time.

Feng Yaoyao was surrounded by Xuankong and Chuyue. After the three, he was followed by three top monks of Yuanying period. These three monks in the period of Yuanying were followers of Xuankong.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the female general of Jiang state. Unfortunately, you shouldn't come here, because if you come here, it will become your graveyard." A thin old man looks at Feng Yaoyao with a smile on his face. As for Xuankong and Chuyue, he ignores them directly.

What is there to be afraid of a monk, a youth, and someone who has never appeared before?

"Is it? I'd like to see whose cemetery this is! " Feng Yaoyao also sneered at the old man.

Chu Yue shook his head. He was never a talkative person, especially in this situation.

"Ghost halberd!" The whole man of Chu Yue turned into a shadow, and his halberd directly cut through the void and killed the thin old man.

The skinny old man didn't expect that Chu Yue would take the lead. He was slightly stunned, and then with a trace of ferocity in his eyes, he hastened to activate his spiritual power and directly took out his weapon from the storage bag to resist Chu Yue's move.

Sonorous!

When the halberd of Fangtian painting fell, the old man's face changed slightly, and his eyes were still ferocious. The whole man fell down at once.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the old man was a little embarrassed, looking at Chu Yue's eyes were all gloomy.

"Don't you know that the things that can be solved by fighting should be avoided as much as possible?" Chu Yue looked at the old man with disdain and said faintly.

Old man's face some ferocious, looking at Chu Yue, slowly said: "you die!"

"Amitabha, benefactor, be merciful. Killing will only make you fall into a sea of blood." Xuankong looks at the thin old man and persuades him.

When the old man heard the words of the dark sky, he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes were full of evil spirit.

He's angry!

Anger can't be solved!

"And you too The spear in the thin old man's hand trembled, and then he killed him directly towards the dark sky.

Xuankong shook his head, a face indifferent, did not care.

His whole body was illuminated with Buddhist light, and his spear was like a spirit snake, full of spirituality.

"Town!"

Xuankong suddenly burst into a burst of golden light, and then formed a rune font, which fell directly into the body of the thin old man.

Awning! Boom!

Suddenly, the old man fell directly from the air and hit the ground directly. The earth trembled, and a huge pit appeared. But the sky was still merciful. Looking at the thin old man, he said, "Amitabha, benefactor, there is no limit to the sea of suffering, and you are on the shore!"

Feng Yaoyao and Chu Yue look at the sky with a smile and a trace of excitement in their eyes.

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