Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan never expected that they would become Bei Mingkun's attack targets. It's really despicable. If you can't defeat Beiming Xianzhen, you will resort to dangerous tactics. Do you think that if you and Wan Qiyuan are controlled, you will be foolproof? Innocent.

When the pressure brought by the powerful offensive came towards the two of them, Wan Qiyuan was suppressed and could not move. He tried hard to mobilize the power in his body, but after trying hard for a long time, he felt that he could not use any power at all. The power was like the weight of Mount Tai. The momentum came from above his head. He was panicking at the moment, hating that his strength was too low. If he was given a chance to escape this time, he would definitely work harder to practice. There was never a moment when he felt the approach of death so deeply.

"Youming, Youming," Wan Qiyuan called Youming frantically in his heart. You Ming in the space was stunned for a moment, his master was calling him,

But before You Ming could react, Wan Qiyuan was blown away by a force, and he was immediately out of the control of the terrifying offensive. When Wan Qiyuan flew out, he saw that it was Ling'er who sent him out.

"Ling'er..." Wan Qiyuan's eyes were about to burst, and his pupils were shaking with fear. He thought that Fu Ling'er was going to sacrifice himself to save him. At this moment, he forgot that Fu Ling'er's cultivation was comparable to that of Beiming Xianzhen. In his eyes and heart, only Ling'er wanted to die, and his liver and gallbladder were split.

But Fu Ling'er was not trying to show off. After slapping Wanqiyuan away, she held the Meteor God Sword in her hand and rushed straight into the air towards Bei Mingkun, and had a fierce face-to-face collision with Bei Mingkun.

"Ah..." The people watching from a distance screamed in horror. They thought that the woman would definitely die now. Because the huge power also made them feel very uncomfortable, and they seemed to be overwhelmed by the pressure and couldn't breathe. They regretted it now. Why did they come together to watch the fun? This time I was really going to get hurt accidentally.

Fu Ling'er's Meteor God Sword once again gained the upper hand, and Bei Mingkun's Panlong Halberd was cut off by her, leaving only a half-moon blade.

Bei Mingkun looked at his Coiling Dragon Halberd in disbelief. This was an indestructible Coiling Dragon Halberd. How could it be cut off so easily? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Bei Mingkun's scarlet eyes stared at Fu Ling'er fiercely, and the fierce light in his squinted eyes shot directly at Fu Ling'er, as if she had some hatred against him for killing his father or taking away his wife.

Fu Ling'er also became angry. Before Bei Mingkun could say harsh words, she raised her sword again. Her strikes were much more ruthless than Beiming Xianzhen's. Her swordsmanship was fierce and her strikes were as fast as lightning. , she danced the Meteor God Sword as gracefully as a giant, gracefully as a dragon. Bei Mingkun's body was left with bloody scratches. The blood kept flowing, staining his brocade robe red, but it was a pity that it was black and could not be seen.

"Ah, I will fight with you," Bei Mingkun saw that this woman was even more difficult to deal with. He made a mistake and thought he found someone easy to bully. This was doomed to be a tragedy for him.

Beiming Xianzhen flew to Wan Qiyuan's side. Seeing that there was no blood on his body, he felt relieved.

"How's it going? Are you injured?"

"It's okay, Ling'er is reluctant to hurt me,"

"..." Beiming Xianzhen felt that he was being fed dog food, but he had no proof.

Wan Qiyuan didn't have any thoughts at the moment. He stared closely at the fight between Ling'er and Bei Mingkun, fearing that Ling'er would make a mistake.

"Okay, you're fine. I'll go take Miss Ling's place. I'll avenge myself." After saying that, Beiming Xianzhen flew high into the sky and came to Fu Ling'er's side.

"Miss Ling, let me come. It's up to me. I want revenge."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you," Fu Ling'er glanced at Bei Mingkun, who was panting across from him, and feared Beiming Xianzhen's shoulder, and said,

"Quick decision, don't delay too long,"

"it is good,"

Fu Ling'er returned to Wan Qiyuan again and carefully checked whether there was anything wrong with Wan Qiyuan.

"Yuan, are you injured?"

"It's okay. Are you injured?"

"Yeah, I'm fine,"

The two once again paid attention to the battle between Beiming Xianzhen and Beiming Kun. At this time, the battle was coming to an end. Bei Mingkun had lost too much blood and was at the end of his strength. He could not hold on for much longer.

Sure enough, there was a huge explosion, and then a figure quickly hit the ground from a height of ten thousand feet.

With a loud "Bang," a huge deep pit was opened on the ground, and a broken figure lay motionless in the pit.

The next moment, Bei Ming Xianzhen's figure slowly flew to the edge of the pit, and his cold eyes looked at Bei Mingkun in the pit. His great revenge was avenged, and you can imagine the joy in his heart.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan came to Beiming Xianzhen, looked at the figure in the pit and asked,

"Is he dead?"

"No, but I have destroyed his cultivation. He is now a weak ordinary person. I said that I would double the pain he inflicted on me in return. It would be too cheap to simply kill him. Him, so I decided to lock him up as well and return the pair of black iron hooks to him, haha, I am just like this and will retaliate."

"Well done, I support you." Fu Linger agreed,

"I also support you, but you have to be careful not to have any accidents happen." Wan Qiyuan reminded him that it was not safe even if he was imprisoned. He was afraid that Beiming Xianzhen would be raped in a few years. rescue situation.

"Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake," Bei Ming Xianzhen said. He stretched out his hand and took a breath, and he held Bei Mingkun in his hand.

Bei Mingkun had passed out, and his body was covered with blood. Apart from his face, his original appearance could no longer be seen, six ribs were broken, and there was a dent in his chest. If he hadn't occasionally seen a few beatings in the dent, Down. Fu Ling'er thought he was dead?

This...this seems far away from the weak ordinary people? Then could Beiming Xianzhen be too cruel? There was more air coming out and less air coming in, yet he was still dragging him along. Are you sure you can still survive being imprisoned by him? You won't be sent to a mass grave as soon as you reach the cell door, right?

"Where are you going to put him?"

"It's in the Demon Palace. Come on, I'll take you to visit the Demon Palace."

In this way, Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan followed Beiming Xianzhen into the legendary demon palace.

Tall, majestic, solemn and majestic ancient buildings, and the angular eaves and tile corners of the palace are all carved with hollow patterns of ferocious beasts. All of them have strong and vigorous postures, and the whole body exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

Fu Ling'er looked around and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the Demon Lord was really rich. The materials, the furnishings, and the reflective floor all revealed low-key luxury.

Beiming Xianzhen dragged Bei Mingkun into the Political Palace. He knew that there was a darkroom in the Political Palace, which was one of the necessary accessories for every royal palace, no matter which royal family it was in.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan watched with their own eyes as Beiming Xianzhen turned a porcelain vase placed on a shelf aside. The next moment, a secret door behind the side screen opened. The secret door fits perfectly with the wall. If you don't look carefully, you wouldn't even know there is a secret door here.

Beiming Xianzhen dragged Bei Mingkun in like a dead dog. Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan also followed in. After walking more than ten meters, they walked down the stairs at the corner and saw an empty room. . Someone has obviously come in here, it must be Bei Mingkun.

"Leave it here for him first. After I finish my work, I will go to the secret prison and find the pair of black iron hooks for him to wear."

"Well, as long as you succeed, let's go. What are you going to do next?" Fu Ling'er asked. This great revenge must be avenged. The next step is to deal with government affairs. That is not their concern. So Beiming Xianzhen arranged for Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan to rest in the side hall of the Yizheng Hall.

Beiming Xianzhen has not yet gathered the forces of the Demon Palace and the Demon City. He still has to take some time to understand the current situation.