The demonic fire on the high platform burned for seven days.
Seven days later, all those demonic fires were extinguished, revealing Bai Mengjin's body.
The magic lines on her skin have completely disappeared, and it is as clean, white and translucent as before.
Chen Long hesitated for a moment and asked: "Did she successfully become a demon, or did she subdue the demon seed?"
Maotu glanced at it: "Would you know if you try it?"
Chenlong knew that Maotu was provoking him, but he was too curious, thinking that there was a large formation to protect him, so he finally got up and walked over.
In the corner, Shang Liancheng was also staring nervously.
It must be to conquer the demon species, it must be to conquer the demon species...
He thought silently in his heart.
Chenlong stepped onto the steps and walked to Bai Mengjin.
"Hey!" He called tentatively and stretched out his hand.
Just when his hand was about to touch his shoulder, Bai Mengjin, who was calmly adjusting his breathing, suddenly opened his eyes. Demonic fire flashed through his pupils, and strong fluctuations of demonic energy exploded from his body. Chenlong was thrown out like this.
"Thump! Bang..."
The former is the sound of Chen Long hitting the wall hard, and the latter is the sound of the house collapsing.
"Hahahaha..." Maotu's unbridled laughter came over.
Chen Long got up from the ground and patted the hem of his clothes depressedly. He was already prepared when he passed by, but he didn't expect that he didn't even have time to turn on the protective magic light.
This strength is truly terrifying.
On the other side, Zi Shu, who was resting, walked over quickly, looked at Chen Long, and then at Bai Mengjin on the high platform.
She stood up slowly, her eyes calm and calm. Although she looked the same as before, she felt completely different, like a piece of ice without temperature, heartless, emotionless, joyless and joyless.
Shang Liancheng's heart skipped a beat and he blurted out: "It's over."
Fortunately, they were in an inconspicuous corner and no one noticed.
Feeling Zi Shu's gaze, Bai Mengjin raised his gaze.
In the flash of lightning, Zi Shu didn't even have time to open his mouth. Bai Mengjin's figure flashed in front of him, and then he slapped him with a palm!
This palm seemed ordinary at first, but when it hit Zi Shu, he felt an overwhelming power.
One effort will bring down ten!
No matter what kind of technique, there is no way to compete in the face of absolute power. Zizhu immediately realized that something was wrong and dodged and retreated ten feet, but he was still shaken to the point of being unable to stand firmly.
"I'm going!" Mao Tu was startled, a stream of light flashed, and the lottery tube appeared in front of him. One of the lottery quickly flew towards Bai Mengjin, forming a protective formation.
However, the moment the formation appeared, Bai Mengjin stretched out his finger and a devil's claw stretched out from the void. With a sudden tug, the formation immediately shattered into pieces and was swallowed up by the devil's claws.
Fortunately, Maotu's loss was not in vain. After blocking this moment, Zishu had already stabilized himself and the sword light was shining.
Immediately afterwards, a mighty water dragon appeared and rolled towards Bai Mengjin.
Chen Long took action. His water dragon was composed of netherworldly water. It was more corrosive than the water of the Ming River. A little bit of it would stain a piece of it.
Bai Mengjin did not dodge, the yin-yang umbrella appeared in his hand, and with a slight shake, the umbrella surface opened. The water dragon slammed into it, and the umbrella surface quickly rotated, and the water dragon was scattered, and water drops splashed.
As soon as Maotu retracted the formation, he was splashed with water drops. In a hurry, he could only pull out another stick to form a protective formation. As expected, it was completely corroded.
He yelled: "Boy, can you stop playing blindly? It's my signature!"
Each stick of Maotu is carefully crafted, spending countless energy and blood on wasting one stick.
Chenlong was also splashed all over. Although he refined it himself, he still spent a lot of magic power to resolve it.
He felt wronged in his heart: "How do I know this broken umbrella can bounce back?"
When the two were bickering, Zi Shu's sword energy flew towards them.
The sharp sword edge has a faint light, like a snake spitting a message, and suddenly erupts!
This sword was almost eighty-nine percent of Zi Shu's existing success, and he didn't hold anything back at all.
Bai Mengjin raised her hand, and the yin-yang umbrella flew into the air. She also jumped into the air, flicked her sleeves, and the demonic fire mercilessly faced the sword energy.
"Boom -" there was a loud noise, and the entire Gu family courtyard was covered by rolling demonic energy.
Mao Tu and Chen Long were scolding each other just now, but now they all started to attack. One threw out the lottery, the other raised up with the water dragon. The two sides cooperated and attacked together.
Bai Meng did not move the umbrella this time, but stretched out his fingers to flick it.
The demonic fire spread and confronted the water dragon head-on. On the other side, several of Mao Rabbit's lottery sticks had just turned into spiritual light, and the sound of crackling jade could be heard in their ears.
He knew Bai Mengjin's Qiong Yu Gong, and he had a flash of inspiration and was about to go around it. Unexpectedly, there was a loud ringing sound, and the gray-white mist formed by the broken jade suddenly turned into a big net. He ignored the inspiration and instead covered Mao Tu himself.
go.
The rabbit was frightened and turned into light and ran away, while the net of gray mist followed closely behind.
Fighting against three people at the same time, Bai Mengjin was able to do it with ease, but the other party focused on one thing and missed the other.
On Chen Long's side, his Netherworld Yin Water was wrapped in demonic fire. It only lasted for a few breaths and was refined a lot. Bai Mengjin flicked his backhand and pushed back.
Chen Long was horrified. This demonic fire could easily refine even the underworld fire. If he was hit by it, would he still be able to survive?
At this time, a dark red blood light rolled in and struck the demonic fire with a "pop" sound.
This blow gave Chenlong time to dodge in time.
He looked at the person who came and said flatteringly: "Shenhou, it's better for you!"
Shen Hou ignored him. The demonic fire was strong, and he only flinched slightly before rushing towards him more ferociously. He repeatedly swung the bloody whip in his hand, but he could only hold on with difficulty.
Fortunately, more faceless men arrived and joined the battle one after another.
Bai Mengjin was not afraid. He would hit one of them and hit two of them if they came.
The Gu Family Courtyard occupies a very large area, and people can fly in the sky without being limited by space. After the war, the demonic energy filled the sky, and the evil wind blew endlessly.
Bai Mengjin stood against the wind, with demonic fire in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together!"
The faceless men looked at each other and took action together!
Zishu's sword energy swept over first, making a series of "pop-pop" sounds that broke through the air like firecrackers; Chenlong followed closely behind, and Water Dragon was silent, but its aura was gloomy and evil; then came Maotu's spirit lottery, Shen
Monkey's blood whip...
Bai Mengjin raised her palms, and the yin-yang umbrella above her head rotated rapidly, causing the demonic energy to roll wildly. Then, she pressed her palms, and there was a loud "boom", and the demonic energy exploded, whether it was sword energy, water dragon, spiritual lottery, or blood whip.
, all of them were thrown away under the powerful force.
It was quiet inside the Gu family courtyard.
After a while, Zishu stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knelt down on one knee and said, "Meet the Demon Lord."
Then, those faceless people got up, knelt down on one knee, and shouted in unison: "Meet the Demon Lord."
Bai Mengjin stood with his hands folded in the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were indifferent.
In the corner, Shang Liancheng murmured: "It's really over now..."