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Chapter eight hundred and seventh smile

The demon clone bowed and said: "My father-in-law has frightened my son-in-law. My father-in-law is confronting Ming Shuai here so that Tanjing Sect can deal with those young men. My son-in-law is here to express his gratitude."

Ai Weixing did not take action. Ming Shuai led one hundred thousand Yin soldiers and ordered Ai Weihang to throw a rat weapon. Although he knew in his heart that he had not done anything wrong to Tan Jingzong, Ai Weixing was still very angry.

Hearing that the demon's clone knew the truth, Ai Weihang felt much more at ease. People must know what good deeds he has done. Ai Weihang has no intention of becoming an unknown hero.

Ai Weixing finally showed a smile on his face and said: "Sure enough, I have lived up to my hard work. Come, I will introduce you to your senior brothers."

The demon clone turned sideways and said: "My son-in-law has brought a gift, please accept it from my father-in-law."

Ai Weihang's disciples were able to see the true nature of Uncle Meng, and Ai Weihang had naturally seen through it long ago. It was just that Wuxiang gods and demons could only be encountered but could not be sought after. Ai Weihang did not have such good self-esteem that he thought it was a gift to himself.

Ai Weixing was obviously a little surprised, and the demon clone said: "Three phased skeletons were transformed by the Asura Dutian Formation to refine the phased demon head. He devoured more than a thousand disciples of the Five Elements Sect, and the most... In a few decades, he will definitely evolve into a formless god and demon, so this can be considered my betrothal gift."

Ai Weixing stared at the demon clone with bright eyes and asked: "Boy, don't play tricks with me. You only have a clone here. It obviously has some purpose. It's better to make it clear, otherwise this gift will be difficult."

Hearing that this was a clone of Ye Bai, Ai Weihang's disciples immediately used spiritual thoughts or telekinesis and began to whisper. The clone can be refined to the point where people cannot see the depth, and can also refine formless gods and demons. This Ye Bai seems indeed unusual. No wonder the master is so happy to accept this marriage.

The demon's clone looked at the place filled with gloomy energy in the distance and said: "Master Huolao Peak, my uncle Huo Leiting died in the battle, his soul was taken away by Commander Ming, and the souls of several senior brothers were also lost. I must Take it back, no matter the cost."

Ai Weixing asked: "Whatever the cost?"

The demon clone said affirmatively: "Naturally."

Ai Weixing flicked his sleeves, and Uncle Meng was taken in by Ai Weixing's Qiankun sleeve. Ai Weixing roared: "My sons, prepare for war."

Being restrained by Ming Shuai and unable to reinforce Tan Jingzong, Ai Weihang was already very annoyed. Now that the demon clone has offered a price, Ai Weihang naturally cannot ask for conditions immediately. It would be better to let Ye Bai owe a favor, which will inevitably happen in the future. There are greater rewards.

Among the eight thousand disciples of Mount Pilu, there are hundreds of direct disciples of Ai Weihang, and the others are the disciples of Ai Weihang's brothers, and then there are the disciples and grandchildren.

Ai Weihang was restrained by Ming Shuai, and Ming Shui was also restrained by Ai Weihang, otherwise Ming Shuai would have directly attacked Tanjing Sect.

Hearing Ai Weihang's roar, the onlookers' disciples immediately rushed to their caves to change their combat equipment, and a feminine voice from the distance said: "Ai Laomo, why are you so angry, just for a junior?" You are willing to risk the lives of your own disciples if you make a promise?"

Ai Weixing said confidently: "This is my son-in-law, Ming Shuai. If your brain is not broken, you should know that Wangqing Hailong Palace and the Great Five Elements Sect have failed. Otherwise, how could my son-in-law come here to find him?" Do you settle accounts?

Now I really want to know who is more powerful between your 100,000 Yin soldiers and my 8,000 descendants. Come on, don’t talk nonsense like the girls and fight."

In a stalemate, whoever retreats first will be passive. Ai Weihang and Ming Shuai are wary of each other. The two of them maintained restraint, but the demon's clone arrived and immediately broke the balance.

Marshal Ming chuckled and said: "Ye Bai, if you have the courage, why not ask for those ghosts directly from me? It's really hard to live up to the reputation, and it's just a way of fighting for power."

The demon clone laughed loudly. Ai Weixing was worried that the demon clone wouldn't be able to withstand the provocation. Seeing the demon clone laughing happily, Ai Weixing was relieved. This son-in-law knows the current situation and will not be reckless.

Just as Ai Weixing thought of this, the demon clone suddenly stopped laughing and said: "Father-in-law, can you guarantee that they will not escape?"

Ai Weixing gave the demon clone a wink, and the demon clone said calmly: "I just want to know who Commander Ming relied on to gain power. I admit that he has angered me, so let's fight."

The wind and thunder stirred in the distance, and the towering Heavenly Punishment and Earthly Destruction roared from the distance. The Heavenly Dragon clone used Xumi Tianlong Escape to reach the Heavenly Demon clone at a faster speed.

Ai Weixing looked at the terrifying Heavenly Punishment and Earthly Destruction, and he roared: "The disciples of Pilu Mountain obey the order, cut off the way of Commander Ming, and destroy them."

Ming Shuai, who was lying on a bed of bones and holding a glass of wine as red as blood, shook his hand and the silver wine bottle fell to the ground. He realized that he seemed to be in trouble.

Marshal Ming screamed, and countless Yin soldiers appeared in the thick fog around him. The clone of Tianlong sat cross-legged in the air and began to chant the Tianlong Sutra.

Tian Zhu Di Mie opened a portal, and Yaksha led eight Jiuyou puppets to rush out. Yaksha came behind the Celestial Dragon clone and began to chant the Diamond Sutra.

Buddhist scriptures are a fatal threat to ghosts. It was for this reason that Yaksha did not dare to approach Ye Bai when he was chanting the Tianlong Sutra.

The clone of the Heavenly Dragon began to chant the Heavenly Dragon Sutra, and the seven huge statues on the Heavenly Punishment and the Earthly Destruction simultaneously echoed like bells and bells. The sound of the rolling Sutra resounded throughout the world, and the thunder falling from the sky became even more terrifying.

The Yin soldiers commanded by the underworld commander panicked amidst the sound of sutras and thunders. Heavenly thunder and sutras were both deadly nemesis of the underworld. This was not a battle of the same level at all.

Ye Bai emerged from the portal that appeared halfway up the mountain. He looked down at the Yin soldiers running around and said, "Commander Ming, go to hell."

More than a dozen chains sprang out from the Heavenly Punishment and Earthly Destruction and locked them to Ming Shuai. Ming Shuai grabbed them with his slender fingers. Thousands of Yin soldiers were grabbed by Ming Shuai and turned into a huge white bone whip. Ming Shuai swung the bone whip and whipped it. The Celestial Dragon clone in mid-air.

The dozen chains Ye Bai released gathered into a huge long knife in the air. The sharp long knife reflected the thunder in the sky and struck the bone whip with a dazzling light. The bone whip was cut in half and restored. The thick Yin Qi drifted away, mixed with the painful screams and cries of the Yin soldiers.

The corners of Ming Shuai's eyes twitched, and he finally realized that he was going to be unlucky. Ming Shuai bluffed half of the whip and swung it upwards. The sharp Tianzhu Sword slashed down again, and the white bone whip was broken in the middle again, leaving only the whip in Ming Shuai's hand. A quarter of the way down.

The bloody cloak on his body trembled, and Ming Shuai turned into gray mist and hid in the surrounding Yin Qi to escape into the distance. Ai Weihang and the disciples of Pilu Mountain had formed a huge protective circle.


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