The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Mo Yanxu and Dongfang Chuliang made a secret and fled away. When they rushed outside, they found that the flowers, plants and trees outside had withered, and there were many dead insects and birds on the ground.

But I never saw anyone.

While he was doubting, Mo Jinxu suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings behind him, and immediately pulled Dongfang Chuliang away and hit the Qingcang paperweight on the head.

I saw a golden light falling and the paperweight fell to the ground. Although it didn't hit it, it still appeared. The two saw an insect that looked like a bee but was as big as a mandarin duck floating in the air with its wings flapping, as if looking for another direction to attack.

"What is this?" Dongfang Chuliang has never seen this thing before.

"Qinyuan." Mo Yanxu said as he took out the long pen from his sleeve, "Don't let Xiaowan and the others come out. The thorns on its tail are highly poisonous. This thing was originally guarding Kunlun Mountain, but somehow it joined in. Demonic world.”

While talking, the thing suddenly attacked them, and countless poisonous stingers fell from the air. Mo Yanxu asked Dongfang Chuliang to build a barrier to resist, and he waved his long pen——

"No, no, senior brother, are you serious?" Dongfang Chuliang looked at what his senior brother wrote in the air in shock.

"You pay more attention. I'm telling you, although it takes a long time, it's more effective than a spell." His speed became faster and faster. When he finished writing, he waved it away with a wave of his hand. These things passed through the poisonous thorns and came straight to Qinyuan, knocking it off the clouds.

An old man with yellow hair in a brown robe glared at the two of them resentfully. This person is Fu Duan, the elder of the demon world.

"What the hell are you writing?!" he said angrily. If he recognized this thing as a talisman, but it wasn't, he would lose his reputation as an elder in the demon world if word spread.

"A prescription for antidote to bee venom."

Dongfang Chuliang/Fu Duan:...

This is what Mo Jiexu realized based on his last fight against the Chixi tribe. Zi Changbi can only write truth and not falsehood, and what he writes must be true. Therefore, the "Book of Shang Jun" written by him can restrain Chixi. He thought that if this was the case, couldn't he also deal with other demons?

So from then on, he focused his research on words rather than spells. What he just wrote was the antidote to bee venom that he saw in "Qian Jin Yi Fang". This time he really gave the right medicine.

Dongfang Chuliang's facial features were extremely twisted, as if he hadn't figured it out yet.

"No, senior brother, I can understand that." He said, "But why are there words like 'you have no family', 'your parents don't want you', and 'you are shameless' in the prescription?"

"Children, don't say bad words." Mo Yanxu touched his nose to cover up his guilty conscience, "Who wouldn't write something private...right..."

Dongfang Chuliang: What’s right? !

Lin Yi exchanged hands with the man whose face was covered in scales. This person was attacking her with a three-pronged fork. Lin Yi calmly turned his wrist, and then a huge lily of the valley fell from the sky, trapping the man in place.

Suzuran fell, and the man fell apart under Suzuran's squeeze.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and struck with magic power, and the man appeared.

"You still want to confuse me with your illusion? There is really no one in the demon world," she said.

"As expected of Lingqing's 'eldest princess', your spells are even more advanced than before." He clapped his hands, suddenly his face changed, and he said angrily: "You didn't expect that I'm still alive. I can't bear the hatred you had five hundred years ago. Never forgotten!"

"It turns out to be you!" she said in surprise.

"Isn't it too late for you to be surprised now?" He gathered his magic power, "That day you almost killed me for your junior sister. Today, your death has come."

"Um...I was just in a mood and answered casually." She asked sincerely: "Who are you?"

"I am the God of Death!"

"do not know."

The God of Death was so angry that he withdrew his magic power and gestured to her, "Just that time, I went ashore to molest a woman and your junior sister found me. She pretended to be a mortal to lure me into the bait. When you caught me, you thought I took advantage of her. But what did I actually do? There was no time to do it..."

"You bastard, how dare you bully my junior sister!"

She hit her with a palm, and the God of Death was so angry that he hid and cursed: "It's been five hundred years, can you learn to listen to people finish their words!"

Lin Yi shook the nightmare bracelet and dragged him into his dream.

Jiang Zhixia and Demon Lord seemed to have entered the transformation state, and they were motionless. No amount of shouting or cursing from below could attract their attention.

Minghuo lost his patience and flew over with a horizontal knife in hand. He was still the same as before, wanting to have a duel of equal strength with her.

Jiang Zhixia watched him with cold eyes as he got closer, condensed his evil energy on the blade, stepped sideways before he made a move, and then struck his right shoulder with the knife.

Minghuo suffered from her evil aura. Not only could his wounds not heal, but his breath was also unstable.

But his surprise didn't stop there. He found that Jiang Zhixia's attack this time was a hundred times more powerful than before, as if she didn't want to tangle with him at all, and the attack angle was so tricky that he couldn't guard against it.

Within ten moves, he was forced to a corner of the roof. Jiang Zhixia raised her foot and kicked him in the chin. When she turned back and turned around, she slashed across his abdomen and knocked Minghuo away from the wall with a palm of evil energy.

He failed again.

Minghuo spit out a mouthful of blood as he landed. Why does this woman always put him down! Why can't he catch up with her no matter how hard he practices!

He took a deep breath and wanted to get up and fight her again.

Suddenly, a bunch of gods dressed as guards rushed out from around. Ling Xuanche came with a gloomy face and a long sword, "She was raised by me. Are you worthy of marrying her?"

Ling Xuanche fiercely attacked with his sword. Minghuo had never seen him before, but this man's moves were extremely cruel, even worse than Jiang Zhixia's. With the blessing of his magic power, Minghuo was unable to resist for a while.

Jiang Zhixia didn't know that Ling Xuanche and Minghuo were fighting. She only knew that Minghuo was gone and she only had one opponent now.

Even though he was not good at flying with evil energy, he still managed to fly up to the same height as the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord still looked calm and composed.

Jiang Zhixia felt that his demonic energy was very important. Even if she used it unreservedly, she might not be able to defeat him. But as long as she could hurt him before she died, she would win. It was his demon king that she wanted to defeat. Undefeated!

She took a deep breath and quickly attacked the Demon Lord with her sword. When she swung the sword horizontally, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind. The Demon Lord seemed not to have expected that her attack would be so swift and violent, as he no longer looked like he was dodging leisurely before. Suddenly he leaped up and summoned his weapon - the sword that killed his horse.

He held the handle of the knife with both hands, and with a thunderous force, he split Huashan with one move to suppress Jiang Zhixia's attack.

Jiang Zhixia raised her knife to block it, making her palms numb from the shock. This man was extremely powerful, but with just one move, she felt as if all the strength in her body had been taken away, and she didn't dare to relax at all. As long as she relaxes, the knife will fall and split her in half.

Suddenly she stepped back, and the Demon Lord's sword struck the air. Then he struck at her with a downward slash.

Jiang Zhixia raised her knife and pressed it against the back of his knife. The demon king failed and struck again, and she also suppressed him again.

In just three moves, she had figured out this man's tricks. Although her horizontal sword was not as heavy as the horse-cutting sword, it was more flexible than before. When the Demon Lord struck, she found the right moment, locked the blade head and counterattacked to release her force, avoiding his heavy blow, and before he struck again, she Turn defense into offense.

The swords and lights intertwined, and for a while the only sound of metal collision could be heard. The two were evenly matched.

Suddenly, the Demon Lord's eyes flashed, he raised his sword and launched a fierce attack. Jiang Zhixia dodged sideways and counterattacked at an extremely fast speed. The horizontal knife drew a perfect arc in the air and went straight to the Demon Lord's throat.

At the critical moment, the Demon Lord gathered his magic power to protect his neck, but he failed to stop the sword energy. The gas went straight to his face, shattering his mask.

"You..." Jiang Zhixia was so shocked that she forgot to react. She was accidentally shot on her ankle by a magic arrow shot from below, and the next moment she was knocked off the cloud by a magical force from the Demon Lord.

She hit the ground hard, sending up a cloud of dust. Before she could stand up, a soul-killing nail flew from the air and pierced her right arm, pinning her to the ground. She stretched out her hand to pull it out, but was hit by another spell and couldn't help but vomit blood.

Suddenly, the wind roared in the sky, and it was the devil who had descended from the clouds.

She worked hard to pull out the soul-killing nail and retracted her arm. The wound caused by the soul-killing nail was so painful that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Her vision was blurry, she was exhausted, and her ankle was injured and she couldn't get up. She supported herself with her left hand and slowly moved to the tree nearest to her. She sat up and looked at the demon lord coldly.

"You are so powerful. If the immortal next to you had been hit by the soul-killing nail, his soul would have been shattered. You can actually hold on until now." The Demon Lord said with sincere admiration.

"You are even more powerful. I have been deceived by you for so many years." Jiang Zhixia wanted to laugh now. She felt that things in the world were too ridiculous. "Why didn't I think of that. Demon Lord? Demon Lord doesn't have to be a man."

"I can't blame you, Ji Chen didn't expect it." She smiled very openly, "I still remember the way he looked heartbroken while holding my body. I seemed to have really fallen in love with him from that moment on... But it's a pity that he died."

"You and him are really unpopular, Ning Shu."