The chest and abdomen were severely injured. It seemed that something had swallowed the internal organs and broke out, leaving behind a hideous wound that could not heal for a long time. The monkey's head's life was hanging on a thread, and it was not easy to hold on until now. Zhou Ji moved slowly.

The eyes, eyes touched a red copper stick, and there was a loud bang in my ears, and endless hatred appeared in my mind. My teeth were chewing, and I couldn't help but take half a step, stretched out my hand to grab it, and forced my impulse to suppress it.

Standing aside, he looked at him quietly, frowned slightly, as if he was a little worried, but the Demon Lord once solemnly warned her that Zhou Ji's aura was connected to that person. If necessary, do not interfere without permission, so as not to disturb the secrets of heaven and cause trouble.

After watching for a long time, the stirring mood gradually calmed down. Zhou Ji withdrew his footsteps and whispered to himself: "It turns out... it turned out to be a red copper hatred stick..." When he fled from the heavenly court, the stick had not yet been born, and he was witnessed for the first time.

The word "forge hatred" naturally appeared in my mind. I was in the abyss together, and I had no obstacles to my knowledge. A thread of will in the dark gradually pulled the two of them tightened. Zhou Ji felt uncomfortable all over, as if a flying insect fell into a spider web, and could not make any effort.

He can't escape. He is destined to be an external clone of that person?

Zhou Ji calmed down and decided to break the rut and resisted a little. He secretly activated the magic skill and used the "Erosion" magical power to drive the demonic energy into the iron monkey's body, differentiated and eroded, and transformed it into a demon's family. If he could succeed,

I saved the life of the iron monkey, and secondly, I would add a chip to myself. In the future, facing that person, his waist would be a little tougher. That person was a sharp sword hanging above his head, and the energy would lead to it, which could appear at any time.

Zhou Ji no longer concealed his cultivation and tried his best. The demonic energy in the darkness surged like a tide, wrapping the iron monkey around.

It was like returning to the stubborn iron mother fetus, the iron monkey curled up and fell into a deep turtle breath, and her consciousness was as chaotic as before, without any enlightenment. Zhou Ji was fully focused on manipulating the demonic energy, racing against time, and looking around ineffectively, the witch suddenly felt a move in her heart, as if she had noticed it.

She retreated silently, but saw a demon guard walking alone in the wind and snow, carrying a package and walking towards the cave where the iron monkey was living. She frowned slightly, pouring her demonic energy into transforming her relatives at the critical moment

, without interruption, her body turned from thick to faint, turning into a faint phantom, leaving with the wind, secretly using a magical power, and stirring the other party's footsteps.

The demon's magical powers were strange, and he was unintentionally calculating. Ding Erlang was rushing to the road when his ankle suddenly hurt. He seemed to accidentally kick Jianyi, which was stiff and numb, and his body lost balance. He staggered and fell out of his bag.

The small fruits rolled down the cliffs. The north is bitter and cold, and the snowy sky is the rare warm place. It has been dyed for hundreds of years and has accumulated blood and food, and has also planted some cold-resistant fruit trees. Although there are not many varieties.

, It has a unique flavor. The monster likes to eat flesh and blood, and is rarely interested in fruits. Ding Erlang picked up some of them every now and then sent them to him. However, this time the year was not good, and he accidentally fell into pieces.

Ding Erlang rubbed his ankles, looked at the scattered fruits, sighed, leaned over and picked up a few intact pieces, wiped them on his chest, bit them hard, and chewed them over and over again, as if he couldn't stand it.

He vomited again. His ankle hurt so much, and he thrust and thrust. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and felt that it was not appropriate to visit the iron monkey with empty hands. It would be better to take the fruit another day to avoid ruining the relationship. Ding Erlang decided to do so.

After thinking about it, he broke a branch as a crutch and limped down the mountain. From beginning to end, he never noticed that the witch was causing trouble. He just thought it was an accident.

The witch chased Ding Erlang away and showed her figure from the void. She stood pretty well under the black pine tree at the entrance of the cave. She pulled out a pine needle and rubbed it on her fingertips. Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows and looked at her left head. Countless blacks

The smoke made out of thin air, gathering one after another, showing the figure of the demon general Boru, holding his hands in front of his chest, bowing to the witch, his expression was very solemn and concise, reporting the situation in Fengping Valley one by one. The Western Lord Fan Fan

Wei forced his retreat to Shantao and Lang Jihou, Fan Bashan entered Fengping Valley, and his demons dug three feet into the ground, as if they were searching for something important. In order to avoid conflicts with those, the demon generals and their relatives entered the tunnel to avoid temporarily, stayed

In the valley were the two tribes of Bolu and Diluo. As for Zhou Ji's family, there were more than a dozen kittens and puppies, and the population was small and ignored by Bolu, and even the witch asked about it unintentionally. In her opinion,

That was just a thick piece that Zhou Ji practiced "Erosion" and was like a master carving a Buddha statue. He first tried one or two with ordinary scraps. When he was sure, he burned incense and fast, took bath and changed clothes, took the main material and started, and finished it in one go.

Enough energy.

Fan Wei was invaded by the will of the abyss, and it was entirely relied on the Demon Lord to suppress it with his magical powers. With the guarantee of ancient Buddha Gaye, the witch was not worried that he would destroy the bridge across the river. Since the monsters were powerful, they were happy to retreat behind and preserve their strength. Since entering the abyss, they fought bloody battles in succession.

The demon generals were injured but did not die, but none of them died, but their subordinates were killed and injured, and nearly half of them were lost. Fortunately, Fan Wei's climate had become, and it is reasonable that they became from the main force of breaking the formation to the partial master.

After all, this is the abyss of monsters, the bloody battle of monsters. What Fan Wei is looking for? Although the witch is unclear, she has some guesses. It is probably related to Gaye, but this matter has nothing to do with her. Stay out of the matter and watch her.

Just change.

She waved her hand, and retreated with her eyes, casting her eyes deep into the wind and snow, guessing the whereabouts of the man. Zhou Ji was just an outside clone, and she was guided by Gaye to practice the all-encompassing Demon Book. She was respectful to her and always kept her

The unyielding in her heart was well concealed, and they got along well with each other. But in front of the Lord, what kind of encounters and situations would her sister have? Under the abyss sky, there was no barrier between boundary walls, she could sense another

A breath of oneself is illusory, like the sand in the hand. The tighter it holds, the faster it will be. If you don't think about it, it will linger in your heart, gently stirring it up... The witch is a little melancholy in her heart. This is a sign of the arrival of the demon lord. They

When we met, it was probably not far away...

Fan Bashan took over Fengping Valley, and showed his intention to recruit him. Without much hesitation, Canggu Mi changed his ward and joined the command of Fan Wei, the Western Lord, to recruit the remaining soldiers in the valley to serve the new Lord. The situation was imminent, and Shi Huoliu was yoked.

The cow took the initiative to surrender to the Canggu Mi, and Fengpinggu changed its banner, becoming a wooden wedge that the master of the West entered the north. It can attack and retreat or defend, and the bones are stuck in the throat, threatening the territory of the Yinfeng King and Lang Jihu.

Fengping Valley was in chaos for several days, and the situation gradually subsided. Kuragumi was divided into garrison jobs and received blood food for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled. You can imagine that you will be moldy in the future and you will have no chance to make a comeback. However, Kuragumi was not allowed to make a move.

Mi was not disappointed. He was not the confidant of the Western Lord. It was reasonable to ignore him. At least Fan Bashan could tolerate him to live a mess and had no intention of eliminating the roots. Ding Erlang delayed for several days and saw that no one could care about it.

They collected some fruits and rushed to visit the iron monkey. However, this time it surprised him. The depth of the cave was empty. The iron monkey and the red copper stick disappeared without a trace, just like

Never appeared.
Chapter completed!