The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

There was a lot of commotion in front, but Bai Lin hid at the back and watched the fire from the other side. It wasn't that he didn't want to go and stand next to the master, but that Jing Yao was standing by the side, and he didn't want to see him.

What he didn't want to face the most were the two brothers from the Feng clan.

Who would have thought that the monster race would come to meddle in the "fight" between immortals and demons, Qi Yan was standing next to Jing Yao, and Zhang Rui was standing next to Qi Yan, and the harmonious backs of the three fell into Bai Lin's eyes , No matter how you look at it, how dazzling.

Whenever Zhangrui turned around to look for him, he would cleverly dodge him. After all, it had nothing to do with him. What's the use of standing in front of him? Not even qualified to speak.

Just when he was happily hiding at the end and watching the play with peace of mind, he suddenly saw that the two sides sent individuals forward, the demon emperor was sent by the demon clan, and an unnamed Sanxian was on their side.

It was just a signing agreement, Bai Lin didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to watch with vigor, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of the Demon Emperor shaking something from his sleeve.

The agreement was signed very quickly. After a while, a golden light flashed across the sky, and the agreement was reached. The Sanxian walked towards the crowd, and just took two steps, when suddenly he heard a deafening scream.

I saw that Sanxian's body was covered with terrible blue veins, spreading from the collar to his cheeks, his entire face was swollen and swollen, and he couldn't see anyone. Gray-black hair grew from the gap between his fingertips, and the hair pierced the skin Blood splattered everywhere, he screamed in pain, and ran towards the crowd while pinching his throat.

Those who couldn't dodge were touched by him, and the same symptoms immediately appeared on their bodies. The strange thing is that after bumping into three more people, the Sanxian never took a step forward, and stood still at the original position. If he dared to step forward again, he could only watch the Sanxian being tortured in pain.

"It's you!" Master Qingyi snapped.

"So what if it's me?" E Chou smiled wildly, emitting a powerful demonic energy from his body, covering his whole body in blackness. With a wave of his hand, the Sanxian screamed even more fiercely, and even his pupils slowly seeped out. Blood came, "Enjoy it slowly."

The crowd didn't understand his intention, and suddenly the Sanxian rushed towards the crowd, and the crowd couldn't dodge in time, they only heard him shouting viciously: "If you don't save me, then everyone will die together!"

With a bang, the surrounding area instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames. In the swaying flames, a vortex kept turning, and some immortal cultivators who had no time to escape were immediately sucked into it and turned into ashes.

"It actually blew itself up, it's really interesting." The surrounding demonic energy became more and more intense, making it hard to breathe, and Bai Lin was not included in it.

While everyone was screaming and running around, or unable to breathe due to the strong demonic energy, he acted like nothing had happened, and he even sensed a familiar smell in the demonic energy.

When Zhang Rui turned around to look for him, what he saw was that terrifying scene.

Bai Lin's pupils turned blood-colored, and the devilish energy emanating from his whole body was comparable to that of the devil emperor. There was a black mark on his neck. He walked slowly towards the direction of the demon clan, looking at the people around him like nothing.

"Boy." Echou looked at the young man walking towards him in surprise. That's right, that powerful and familiar devilish energy must be his long-lost prince.

And Zhuyue looked at Bai Lin in disbelief, a little panic flashed in her heart, it turned out that it was really him.