Ning Qianhong blushed and shouted angrily: "What do you know? We are trying to figure out how to save Luo Zi..."
"All reasons are excuses."
Xia Mang chuckled, looked at the silent Luo Zi, and said to himself: "It seems that you and I are going to depend on each other..."
Luo Zi's beautiful eyes were clear, she glanced at him, and with clear words, she said: "Let me go!"
"Don't let go."
Xia Mang shook his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you."
At this moment, Xia Mang lost his aloofness and indifference, and his eyes were no longer lifeless. Instead, he had an "evil aura". It was a very weird temperament, contradictory and strange.
"Well, why do I feel like I don't feel like myself anymore?" Xia Mang realized something was wrong and murmured: "Is it because of the evil curse that has affected my character... Well, that must be the case, it seems.
Get rid of the evil curse as soon as possible, otherwise I will become bad..."
Zhan Tianchuan and others were speechless, with black lines appearing on their foreheads. You are a bastard, okay? You still blame the "evil curse" on you. This is so shameless and shameless!
Luo Zi was speechless. Her clear eyes stared at Xia Mang, which was a little strange.
"If you are immune to my spirit sealing technique, is it... that you are really a descendant of the World Honored One?"
After a long silence, the Demon Lord who had been sizing up Xia Mang finally spoke, his low and hoarse voice resounding in the abyss, "Young man, who are your parents?"
Everyone was stunned, wondering why the Demon Lord would ask this question, because Xia Mang's identity was obvious. He was the prince of Daxia, and his father was naturally Xia Wushang.
As for the mother...
King Xiling, Marquis Bianhuang, Marquis Douzhan and others frowned. They had never heard about Xia Mang's mother.
Xia Mang ignored him. Suddenly, he seemed to hear some noise, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly raised his head and looked above Kurongyuan.
"What's the sound?" Bian Huanghou's expression changed and he exclaimed.
Everyone was horrified and looked up in the distance because they heard a "swish" sound, which was obviously a heavy object falling from the sky.
"What exactly is going on here? Why is there so many situations happening in the usually silent Demon Sealing Cave, with things falling one after another?"
King Xiling narrowed his eyes, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock: "It looks like... a huge coffin!"
"Damn it, this witch is finally here..." The Demon Lord's face instantly became extremely ugly. His old eyes were staring at the falling black shadow, his pupils shrank suddenly, and wisps of terrifying light emerged, making him
The void collapsed, and the scene was extremely horrifying.
Buzz!
A huge coffin was erected, and inside there was a beautiful woman wearing a purple dress. She was not lying down, but standing, overlooking everyone, her expression was extremely cold, and she had a domineering look on the world.
Witch in Purple Dress!
Xia Mang's heart palpitated. He instinctively felt that this was a terrifying female devil!
"It's...a coffin!"
The Dou Zhan Demon Lord's black hair was dancing wildly, and his demonic aura was overwhelming. He stared at the purple-skirted witch in the sky-buried coffin, as if he were facing a formidable enemy. This was so weird. A huge coffin fell from the sky, which made him, who thought he was a demon, a little frightened.
King Xiling's pupils shrank violently and said to himself: "The terrifying aura can penetrate the coffin. This woman... has such a terrifying cultivation level!"
"Who is she?" King Xiling said solemnly: "With such a cultivation level, she is definitely not an ordinary woman!"
The vicissitudes of the Demon Lord's eyes were as frightening as the waves, surging like giant waves, "This is a giant of evil with a terrible reputation that shocks the Demon Land. All six bodies have supreme magic power... and the Demon Body is the ultimate form of Demon, representing domineering power."
And kill!”
"However, according to rumors, she offended a godless god and was killed in the depths of chaos. She has long since disappeared in the long river of time... Why did this demonic body reappear and be sealed in this legendary burial palace?
"
The Demon Lord whispered, but in everyone's ears, it sounded like thunder, deafening and deafening.
"Sixth Level Evil Spirit?"
The King of Xiling and Marquis Bianhuang were stunned for a moment, a little confused. It was obvious that they were quite unfamiliar with the legend of this woman. Only the Demon Marquis Douzhan was stagnant and looked horrified.
"Sixth Level Evil Spirit!" Xia Mang murmured, a name is enough to shock the ages!
"And... the burial pavilion!" Xia Mang stared at the coffin. He felt that this coffin was somewhat similar to the coffin he got in the Tiandi Tomb at the end of the ruins.
That coffin is called "Sealing Coffin", and it has been silent in Xia Mang's spiritual sea for this period of time.
"What does she want... to do?" Tuoba Chong, Zhan Tianchuan and others were horrified. They felt that something big had happened to them, and if something went wrong, they would end up dead without a burial place.
"Witch, what do you want?"
The Demon Lord stared closely at the woman in purple dress in the Sky Burial Coffin, "And... why can you command the Sky Burial Coffin?"
It knows how weird the existence of the Heaven Burial Hall is, but this witch can control the Heaven Burial Hall. This is simply... couldn't be weirder!
"It's just a coffin. It's a dead thing after all. So what if it has been buried in the sky? How can it be my opponent?" The purple-skirted witch bowed her head, her eyes were cold and ruthless, and she said coldly: "Of course I will use your lives.
, as nourishment for recovery..."
"Since you are so powerful, why can't you escape from the blockade of the Heaven Burial Coffin?" Xia Mang narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, he could see that this woman was clearly trapped by the Heaven Burial Coffin and could not escape.
The expressions of the others changed.
The purple-skirted witch looked at Xia Mang, her beautiful eyes slightly condensed. Suddenly, a ray of magic light penetrated the sky burial coffin, carrying a terrifying power, and struck Xia Mang horizontally.
"Bang!"
Xia Mang was horrified. He quickly protected Luo Zi behind him and pulled out the Qianqiu Sword to fight against the magic light. He directly used the "Sword of Judgment". The Qianqiu Sword glowed. It seemed to be stimulated and trembled slightly. It actually let out a shocking sword roar.
, the green sword light burst out, it was so sharp that it actually shattered the magic light.
"puff--"
But Xia Mang was still injured by the overflowing power, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face turned extremely pale.
Why is the witch's cultivation so terrifying? Even a casual blow is far beyond what Xia Mang can resist. At the critical moment, if he had not relied on the sword of judgment to resist, Xia Mang would have been shattered by this wisp of magic light.
Xia Mang was trembling and staggering, but he still stood in front of Luo Zi. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head reluctantly, stared at the purple-skirted witch, and said with a smile: "Is this what a sixth-level evil spirit can do?
It’s really disappointing…”
At this moment, Xia Mang was wild and unruly, and actually had a somewhat majestic temperament.
Luo Zi's clear eyes were as clear as water, staring at Xia Mang's tall back, seemingly in a trance, and the coldness in his eyes actually faded a bit invisibly.
"Disgusting brat!"
The purple-skirted witch snorted coldly, "Let you live a little longer, and you will all be used as nourishment for me to restore my cultivation..."
The naked murderous intention came from the sky, making all the heroes and arrogant men frightened. Even the King of Xiling, Ning Qianhong, Douzhan Mohou and others were shocked, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.