Just when everyone was in endless grief, the True Lord Wuxiang was standing in the clouds, looking at this tragedy with pride, and laughed arrogantly, not caring that the golden-clothed devil beside him was almost killed by Wu Xin and Yu Jiao Long.
Died.
On the other side, the golden-robed demon king retreated continuously under the attack of Yu Jiaolong and Wu Xin. He was soon forced into a blind corner with no way out. Looking around without leaving any trace, the golden-robed demon king
The Demon King suddenly blocked the attack of the two men with all his strength, and said sadly: "Second brother, fourth sister, do you really want to ignore the friendship of so many years and kill me to death?"
"Bah, put away your face! When you attacked Yun Zhongzi, did you ever think about brotherhood?" Yu Jiaolong shouted angrily, casually withdrew the dragon bone whip, and hit the opponent's head hard.
The ground fell.
The golden-clothed devil hurriedly pulled away and hid aside, then looked at Wu Xin unwillingly, and begged again in a low voice: "Second brother, you have always been the most kind and tolerant, are you going to kill me now?"
"Because you deserve to die!" Wu Xin's fat face flushed red, contrasting with his white beard and hair, making him look very kind and cute. But his burning eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was obviously extremely angry. After so many years of tolerance,
What he got in exchange for his accommodation was the other party's conspiracy and cruel killing. If he hadn't repeatedly backed down, this series of disasters would not have happened, and Yun Zhongzi would not have lost his life innocently. And there was the man who had followed him for many years.
His pumpkin bag would not be burned by this wolf-hearted demon. Glancing at the burnt treasure on the ground, if he hadn't been concerned about his identity as the second elder and the war in front of him, Wu Xin would have been lying on the ground long ago, distressed.
Started crying.
"Okay, since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless! Watch the trick!" The golden-clothed devil's expression changed, and he threw the weapon in his hand into the air, and instantly turned into countless lightsabers, heading towards Wu Xin and
Yu Jiaolong struck hard. The two of them quickly dodged aside, thinking that the golden-clothed devil was going to use some fatal move, so they were cautiously on guard and did not attack again.
Unexpectedly, the golden-clothed demon king took this opportunity and quickly ran away in the direction of Wuxiang Shenjun. When he saw that the other party was just standing leisurely in the air with his arms folded, admiring the fight on the ground, he shouted angrily: "Wuxiang Shenjun.
Prime Minister, you promised to help me regain the Pingle Kingdom. Why are you just seizing the earth spirit now and completely ignoring my life and death? Do you want to break your oath and ignore me?"
"You are just a lost dog now. You are of no use to me at all. What qualifications do you have for me to save you?" Wuxiang Shenjun replied indifferently, with no expression on his empty face. His tone was calm.
, also seemed to be just telling a commonplace thing, without any surprises.
"You treacherous old man, don't forget who has been secretly helping you! Now you are going to kill the donkey, and I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" Looking at the approaching Wu Xin and Yu Jiao Long, Jin Yi
The Demon King cursed desperately. He turned around suddenly, his blood-red eyes filled with the coldness of death. As his spiritual power condensed, two golden lights suddenly burst out, hitting the approaching two people. Wuxin and Yujiaolong immediately ducked out of the way.
Avoiding it, the dazzling golden flames immediately ignited the corpses on the ground, forming a burning wall of fire in front of the golden-clothed demon king. Countless souls wailed, desperately breaking free from the shackles of the body, and rushing toward Wuxin and He like crazy.
Yu Jiaolong rushed towards them, swarming over them one after another, as if they were about to tear the two of them into pieces in an instant.
"Golden Flame Soul Locking Technique!" Yu Jiaolong looked at the approaching souls with disdain, knowing that they were only confused by the demonic energy from the flames, so they launched an attack indiscriminately. The instigator behind it was hiding behind the wall of fire and grinning.
The devil in golden clothes.
Thinking of this, Yu Jiaolong snorted coldly, and quickly revealed his true form, turning into a giant snow-white python. The snake's head was held high, looking down at the ground. Suddenly, it opened its bloody mouth, protruding a stream of clear snow water, mixed with it.
It grabbed the ice and smashed into the golden flames, quickly extinguishing it. The souls entangled with Wu Xin also returned to their respective bodies in an instant, quietly waiting for the call of the messenger from the underworld.
"Snowy glacier!" The golden-clothed demon king opened his mouth in shock. His golden flame is the most sacred object in the three realms, second only to the demonic fire. Ordinary artifacts and treasures cannot be compared with it. Even Wuxin's pumpkin bag was
It burned down easily, which shows how powerful it is. If there is any treasure that can compete with it, it can only be the snow-covered glacier of the White Jade Lady of the Scale Clan, which can extinguish it. However, it is said that Bai Jade
The lady disappeared more than a thousand years ago. Could it be that Yu Jiaolong------
——"You, you are ------"
"Yes, I am Lady White Jade! Today, I will let you know clearly!" With that, Yu Jiaolong recovered his human form, joined forces with Wu Xin, and once again launched a fierce attack on the golden-robed devil. The desperate golden-robed devil had already lost his life.
, he resisted randomly for a few times, and then was hit hard on the head by Yu Jiaolong with a whip. His brain immediately burst and he fell to the ground dead.
On the other hand, Wuxiang Shenjun did not come to help because of the curse of the golden-clothed demon king. Instead, while Lu Xiao and others were immersed in grief, he secretly gathered his spiritual power and slapped a few people on the ground fiercely. The entire
The arm quickly stretched, and the palm of the hand expanded infinitely. When it approached Meng Zirou's body, it actually became like a hill, and it would crush several people into pulp in an instant.
At this critical moment, Sister Zhen, who had been unable to move, suddenly flew up, opened her arms, and stood straight behind Meng Zirou. Countless sharp barbs sprouted from her back, mercilessly
It pierced into the huge palm. Although the severe pain caused Wuxiang Shenjun to instantly withdraw some of his strength, the powerful impact still caused Sister Zhen to vomit several mouthfuls of blood and her arms hung down weakly.
"Sister Zhen!" Meng Zirou's pupils shrank violently, she turned around and rushed towards the dying woman, only to find that almost all the bones in Sister Zhen's body had been shattered, and they were only fixed on the huge palm by the barbs on her back.
, so he didn’t fall down.
Sister Zhen reluctantly opened her eyes and murmured with difficulty: "Revenge!" Then she tilted her head and closed her eyes forever. Her plump body soon turned into a huge hedgehog, and blood continued to flow from the corners of her mouth.
.
As True Lord Wuxiang retracted his arm, Sister Needle's body was also brought into the air. He pulled out the long-dead hedgehog in disgust. True Lord Wuxiang looked at the dense needle holes in his hand, exhaled a breath of cold air angrily, and pulled out the needle.
My sister's body solidified into ice, and then was smashed to the ground, turning into powder. Not even a single intact bone was left.
"Sister Needle!" Meng Zirou looked at the powder on the ground in horror, and hurriedly crawled over, trying in vain to collect all the powder, leaving behind Sister Needle. However, a gust of wind came out, and the powder flew into the distance.
, there is no trace left. In just one day, too many deaths filled her eyes, which brought Meng Zirou's strong nerves to the edge of collapse. Countless familiar smiling faces swayed in front of her eyes, Shen Muqing,
Li Muming, Tongtong, Xiaoxiang, Xiaohan, Hewu------all disappeared in the blink of an eye, like lost lives, with no trace left. She could no longer control her emotions, as if she had lost her temper.