Heavenly Thunder strikes me down, and I become a Disaster Demon Lord

The battlefield below the mountain was in chaos.

The strange flowers bloomed, but before everyone could be alerted, the colorless pollen had already flown to the opposite side with Qing Yujun's folding fan.

"What smell?" The person who smelled it first was stunned, "So fragrant?"

The flowers in Luo Huan's hands were in full bloom, and she raised her lips soundlessly.

More and more people smelled the fragrance, and only then did someone realize: "It's that demon girl! It's the flower in her hand!"

Only then did Luo Huan lean back and laugh loudly, she was like this, the enemy was even more flustered, holding his breath, covering his mouth and nose.

If there is a chaos, the formation will be messed up, and the confrontation will gradually weaken.

"This is just the beginning." Luo Huan said with a smile, pointing her red lips with her fingertips.

In the past, Mr. Yinxiang used incense as a guide. Apart from many mysterious spells, illusions were even more superb.

With a thought, Luo Huan recited the formula, and the overwhelming phantom net has enveloped all the people on the opposite side.

These celestial powers, ordinary illusions use their methods, but very few people can earn the illusion with the illusion flower as the lead.

"Let's dream together, maybe there is everything in the dream." She put the flowers into her sleeves, flicked her palms, and suddenly said to the opposite side, "You are all alone, so you don't look suspicious?"

Everyone in Xianmen and even the demons who are still on the opposite side fell into an illusion and couldn't extricate themselves. Some walked around blindly in the chaos, some cried and grabbed the ground, and some killed each other.

The only person in white clothes with his hands behind his back, stood gracefully in the embarrassing place, looking out of the ordinary.

"Gu Xuanzhi." Luo Huan called his name, "Looking at it this way, you seem to be a handsome young man. It's a pity that no one knows how dirty you are under your skin."

Hearing this, Gu Xuanzhi lowered his eyes to see that his fellow disciples were fighting behind him, his expression was calm.

He took a step forward, and suddenly heard the sound of piercing through the air, raised his head and frowned.

In the distance, there are a few small dots approaching at high speed.

The one that arrived before anyone was a black sword, and before anyone saw it clearly, its mana brushed against Gu Xuanzhi's toes and sank into the soil.

Gu Xuanzhi protects his body with a sword, and he can recognize who it is with just a glance.

The giant fox roared and fell to the ground with a bang, its sharp claws hooked the ground and arched its body, and its sharp fangs could swallow a person at any time.

Lin Feng sat sideways on the fox's back, his face was stern, and his eyes never moved away from someone from the beginning to the end.

He opened his hand, and the black sword buzzed back to answer the call. Lin Feng gritted his molars, his eyes were slightly red: "Gu Xuanzhi, what did you do to your fellow disciple?"

Gu Xuanzhi looked at him coldly: "I don't understand what Mo Zun means."

Lin Feng couldn't help sneering: "Is it interesting, how long are you going to pretend?"

Luoyueshan and his party had already knelt down and shouted to greet His Majesty.

Only Luo Huan smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you have wronged Mr. Gu."

She opened her hands, and the strange flowers in her palms were in full bloom: "What you see before your eyes is all thanks to your subordinates~"

Speaking of the word "Lao", she flicked her sleeves suddenly, and the suffocating fragrance powder came out of the sleeves with mana.

Xueyan was frightened by Xiang, and reacted extremely quickly, jumping up and hanging in the air immediately: "Taoist! Cover your nose!"

"Master Fang!" Lin Feng looked at Fang Mo worriedly.

I saw that he had wrapped his mouth and nose with a cloth at some point, like an ordinary doctor treating an epidemic, and calmly said in the enchantment that Pei Wuxin had set up in time: "It's nothing."

Not only is nothing wrong, he is so calm, looking at Luo Huan, he judges: "I have seen this flower before, and it is also a kind of strange flower that grows in the insect valley. Enter."

Luo Huan showed surprise: "You know a lot. Yes, this flower has this kind of effect, but in my hands, it's more than that."

"It's okay." Fang Mo didn't make a fuss, "No matter what spell you use, you just need to subdue your fragrance powder."

Fang Mo said it as easily as detoxifying a fish and crab poison, Luo Huan felt deeply humiliated, and sneered: "Do you know who I am, how dare I be so crazy-!"

The rest of the words could not be uttered, and Luo Huan's chest showed cold fan bones.

Her voice stopped abruptly, and there were two clicks in her throat, and blood spilled from her chest a step slower.

All the authorities were taken aback.

Qing Yujun then covered her mouth with one hand, and held the fan with the other. The folding fan that made him look like a good son of Zhuo Shijia neatly pierced Luo Huan's heart, making her unable to utter the last sound.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Luo Huan was held tightly by Qing Yujun, but he still tried his best to turn his head, and stared at him fiercely.

Qing Yujun didn't even look at her, he looked up to Lin Feng with a smile on his face and said, "This subordinate doesn't know that she harbors evil intentions, it's because of my negligence that I almost hurt my lord, and I hope my lord will forgive me."

The person in his hand stopped struggling, and then he pulled out the folding fan and let go.

Luo Huan's body was thrown on the ground, his eyes were wide open, his dilated pupils were full of unwillingness, and he was afraid that he might not understand why he died like this in the end.

Lin Feng was also shocked, so shocked that he forgot to give Gu Xuanzhi any attention.

The person he just found out who was suspected to be the illegitimate daughter of the old demon king died so easily?

The instigator who tried so hard to change the souls of the two of them, drive them out of Luoyue Mountain and chase them all the way, just died like this?

It just fell on the ground so dirty, no different from the dead bugs that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

Are they being played around by such a person?

Lin Feng fell silent as Xueyan fell to the ground, and gradually came to his senses.

Wait a minute, something is wrong.

In Dou'er's memories, the voice of the other person who never showed his face was that of a man.

That person can compete with Gu Xuanzhi, this woman does not have such profound magic power.

And Guan Guxuan's expression, this woman died, he didn't even frown.

If it was an ally of his plans, would it be so?

The sounds of killing and killing kept coming, but it was all the people of the immortal sect and scattered demons who had been enchanted by the illusion, hacking and killing regardless of their destination.

Lin Feng gave up thinking for a while, and asked Fang Mo: "Is there a solution now?"

These are all great powers in the various immortal sects, if there is any ups and downs here, it will definitely cause turmoil in the two worlds.

Fang Mo shook his head: "Their antidote can only be refined by the plants in the Worm Valley."

In such a situation, Gu Xuanzhi still acted like a gentleman, and pointed at Lin Feng with his sword: "Where is Yao'er?"

Lin Feng was taken aback: "She didn't go back?"

Gu Xuanzhi's brows tightened.

Here Pei Wuxin only stared at Qing Yujun, and asked after a long silence: "Why did you kill her?"

Qing Yujun laughed and said: "She is not good for Your Majesty, if she is not killed, why not keep it for the New Year?"

"Unfortunately," after finishing speaking, he wiped off the blood on the fan bone and smiled, "It's just passed the Chinese New Year, so I can't keep it anymore."

"I thought this group of cultivators were attacking and scared the right protector away. It turned out that the right protector went to meet the venerable." Qing Yujun didn't go to see Pei Wuxin again, and bowed his head to Lin Feng, "The lord came back just in time. Then His Majesty will preside over the overall situation and order it to be dealt with."

Lin Feng nodded, and glanced at the immortals who were still trapped by the illusion: "Put them into the dungeon."

As the Demon Lord, he should kill them all at this moment.

But even though many of them had tried their best to drive him out of Tianqing Mountain, Gu Xuan was the only one Lin Feng hated.

What's more, there are many familiar faces among them, those brothers who have been with each other day and night.

Most of them were deceived, so innocent.

Qing Yujun and the others did not respond immediately, Lin Feng half-closed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "Why, still not moving?"

After finishing speaking, he said coldly: "If you dare to challenge the deity, death will not be cheap for them. It's so interesting to let these guys who are usually high and pious go crazy and trapped in prison, showing their ugliness."

Jun Qingyu flicked his fan and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is wise."

Then the folding fan closed with a "clank", and told his subordinates: "Aren't you going?"

"Yes!" A line behind him responded.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, his eyes fell on his folding fan, thoughtful.

"Wait." Gu Xuanzhi stood in front of the sword.

The demon who led the order to go was also a little jealous of his Qingxuan sword, which was passed down as miraculous, and his pace faltered.

Gu Xuanzhi only looked at Lin Feng: "Hand over Yao'er."

Lin Feng snorted: "Yao'er is not here. She came to look for us, but she has already left. She doesn't want to go back to Tianqing Mountain, Gu Xuanzhi, don't you understand?"

Qing Yujun smiled with his usual malicious intentions: "Young Master Gu."

"You can arrest these people casually." Gu Xuanzhi said, "I just want you to return Yao'er to me."

Gu Xuanzhi, who was full of righteousness, said such a white-eyed wolf, as if he was righteous.

If he hadn't heard it with his own eyes and saw it with his own eyes, Lin Feng would never have believed who said it.

"Are you crazy?" Lin Feng frowned, "How many times do I have to say that Yao'er is not here."

Maybe there is no one in the immortal sect who is sober here anyway, Gu Xuanzhi didn't hide it, he just said: "Since the Demon Lord doesn't want to hand it over, I have no choice but to go into your sect and find it myself."

Qing Yujun smiled even more: "Young Master Gu, we really don't have the person you want to find in our teaching."

"Is there..." The green glow on Gu Xuanzhi's sword gradually gathered black ghost energy at some point, and the corners of his eyes were red, "I'll know when I go in and try it!"

Broken cans and smashed on the spot exposed the essence of cultivating sorcery, Lin Feng saw that he was really crazy.

Fang Mo sat in the barrier, motionless as a mountain, and said flatly: "He likes that Yaoer."

Lin Feng subconsciously wanted to deny it. In his opinion, Gu Xuanzhi just loved his junior sister, just like them.

But after thinking about it, if this is the case, there will be more reasonable explanations for many things.

Black air swirls around, and all ghosts cry together.

Such a treacherous Gu Xuanzhi was something Lin Feng had never seen before, but it more and more overlapped with the Taoist priest who practiced sorcery in Douer's memories and descriptions.

Xueyan suddenly said "ah": "Master Dao, this scene seems familiar!"

He turned his head to look at Lin Feng in surprise: "Isn't it like that day at the bottom of the lake! The time I beat the river god!"

Lin Feng suddenly realized.

That time, one of Gu Xuan went out to chase the river god. They saw the ghostly scene at the bottom of the lake in the underwater enchantment, and thought it was the river god.

It turned out to be him!

"Gu Xuanzhi!" Lin Feng endured it, gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you want to practice sorcery!"

It was very abrupt to ask these words in the body of a demon, but Lin Feng really didn't understand.

"You are radiant, you are a role model for disciples, the Qingxuan sword is a ghost, do you know how many disciples envy you, how many people are chasing you after you!" Facing the wind, Lin Feng's eyes were a little blurred, he raised his sword and cut , "But you! Why do you want to practice magic!"

A sword broke through the dense ghost fog, and was blocked by a stronger ghost energy one foot in front of Gu Xuanzhi.

"You ask me, why do you want to practice sorcery?" Gu Xuanzhi stood in the darkness and asked quietly.

He sneered: "Then I'll tell you."

"It's because of you, it's because of you!"

"The devil! The demons!" His opened eyes were already scarlet, "The demons killed my parents and destroyed my homeland!"

"I will not destroy the demons, I swear not to give up."

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