The continuous crashing sounds were mixed with the sound of the orcs' bones breaking and the sound of blood spurting. It was very satisfying to hear.
When there were no more huge objects falling from the sky, Murong Feixue swung the flaming crescent knife and calmly stepped over the orc corpses.
The Blood Refining Demon Lord here failed to obtain the blood energy of the Spiritual Blood Saint. The energy in his body was gradually exhausted. On the contrary, Long Ming became more and more courageous as he fought, as if he never knew how tired he was. His fighting spirit was awe-inspiring and he was decisive in killing.
Murong Feixue jumped up and joined the fight between Long Ming and the Blood Refining Demon Lord.
"It turns out that the ninth level of the peak god level is nothing more than this... Not only is he not good at fighting, but he is also so ugly. Even if he dies, he will not be reincarnated. It is simply a disaster." Murong Feixue glanced at the Blood Refining Demon Lord with cold eyes, saying gracefully
Her thin lips highlighted her merciless words.
The blood refining demon was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood, which dyed his body red as if it had been swollen.
"Pfft... you, you, you killed my daughter, and I haven't repaid you with my blood, yet you still dare to be arrogant with me?" The Blood Refining Demon Lord was furious, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
Before Murong Feixue could continue his sarcasm, Long Ming put his arms around Murong Feixue's shoulders. With his head held high, and in an unquestionable tone, he spoke confidently to the Blood Demon Lord: "My beloved concubine, you can do whatever you want.
You can't control it, and you can't control it."
The overbearing aura made the Blood Refining Demon Lord so angry that his whole body was filled with smoke. He roared and rushed towards Murong Feixue and Long Ming, completely messing up their plans.
The couple didn't need to speak a word, just a look in their eyes made them understand each other. They both showed a playful smile.
"bump!"
The Blood Refining Demon Lord did not expect that he would come forward in anger, but he would hit a dragnet. A stream of blood burst out from his forehead, and the blood flowed like a stream.
"You let me out, you are cheating, you bastards, let me out! If we can, we will fight for three hundred rounds!" The Blood Refining Demon Lord was like a cat with exploded fur, in vain under the invisible net of eighty-one layers of Luan, Phoenix and Ming.
struggling and roaring.
Murong Feixue smiled faintly and said coldly: "Do you think we will let you die so easily? Hahaha... before you reveal the man behind the scenes, we will not let you die so easily.
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Hearing Murong Feixue's words, the Blood Refining Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, and then frowned. His dark and sinister eyes seemed to be trapped in some kind of painful memory. He could not extricate himself for a long time.
"Now, first give the order to have your demon soldiers return to the realm of the void. Otherwise, without exception, they will be killed on the spot! Today is the day for their death." Long Ming pointed his long sword at the tip of the Blood Refining Demon Lord's nose.
commanded.
"Hahaha..." The Blood Refining Demon Lord suddenly laughed hysterically for some unknown reason. The heart-rending laughter made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.
"What do you want to do?" Murong Feixue noticed something was wrong and asked coldly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Blood Refining Demon Lord suddenly raising his head and roaring to the sky. Following the long and piercing cry, a shocking black resentment burst out from his body.
"No, he's going to blow himself up! He's going to die with us!" Murong Feixue was very familiar with this technique. In her previous life, when she was in a desperate situation, she blew herself up regardless. She vowed to die with those people.
