After the return of Qing Leng Xianzun

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People looked at the handsome and unbelievably handsome man in white in the lobby, their expressions were full of surprise.

Frost-stained snowclothes, bloody patterns, snowflakes killing people——

This is the unique mark of Xuesang Demon Lord.

Snowflakes fell next to Ye Yunsang in pieces, soft, affectionate and docile, which made him look like an elegant and gentle noble son, not at all like a bloody killer.

He is a miracle born out of the devil world, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

No one knows what it looks like, because everyone who knows is dead.The last time the Xianmen teamed up to suppress demons, Ye Yunsang was dressed in white and looked down at everyone in the air. A heavy snowfall ruined the lives of countless practitioners.

"Dangdang" twice, the chains on the merman's body were cut off, and the merman knelt down facing the snow-clothed demon king, his voice was full of excitement and choking, "Master!"

Ye Yunsang looked at the bloody wounds on his capable subordinates, his eyes darkened.

For a moment, there was silence in the lobby, and everyone was dumbfounded.

This shark is actually Ye Yunsang's subordinate!

Who doesn't know that this devil is a lunatic, the more he sees the blood, the more excited he is, and he is very protective, if anyone touches him, he will die forever!

Snowflakes condensed into a long frost-colored sword in his hand. Ye Yunsang looked at the crowd and smiled even more prettily, "Do you have any last words?"

Ye Yunsang likes to laugh, especially when he is killing people, he smiles the most beautifully, but in the eyes of his opponents, this smile means that he is a ghost official standing in the underworld and waving...

The faces of the crowd were so frightened that they could barely lift their heads up, let alone resist under the powerful coercion.

Some timid ones were so scared that they peed their pants and begged for mercy: "I just want to buy a little demon as a slave... I think everyone is doing this because they are fascinated for a while... Please let me go, I will never dare again... ..."

There is a curse: "Devil, you killed so many people for nothing, you will definitely suffer retribution!"

Threatening: "This is the territory of the cultivation world. If you kill us, the sects will definitely not let you go! Immortal Baishuang will definitely avenge us!"

There are also those who sell miserably: "Devil Lord, I have an 80-year-old mother and a child who is a few years old, please forgive me..."

Ye Yunsang sighed leisurely, "It's been so many years, and it's still the same statement, nothing new..."

The next moment, a smear of snow appeared in the crowd. The frost-colored long sword was like a death scythe. Blood flowers bloomed one after another while the cold light flashed, and countless people fell down.

He is obviously a lunatic who kills people without blinking an eye, but his every move is so elegant, as if he is completing an ultimate art.

This was a real massacre, more than a hundred people died under his sword in less than half a stick of incense, and none of them survived.

The last corpse fell, and Ye Yunsang flicked his sleeves. Surrounded by a mountain of corpses as tall as a person, he looked leisurely as if he had come for an outing.

Suddenly, he paused, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked towards a certain corner.

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Dongfang Fei knew something was wrong when the first snowflakes came in, and he judged it almost instantly——

Those who come are definitely not kind, and they can't be beaten by the cliff!

And this keen insight into danger saved their lives. He took advantage of the chaos and threw two puppet dolls into the crowd, and the puppet dolls instantly changed into the appearance of the two of them, fleeing with everyone.

And he himself decisively pulled Qing Ao to his side, and then used the invisibility technique to hide in the corner. Several times, he could feel the frost-colored long sword cutting close to his hair, and the sword aura came from it. Sen Han's murderous intent went all the way to the bone.

But he didn't move, covering Qing Ao's mouth to transmit a voice, "Don't move."

If it moves, it is death.

Qing Ao didn't move, he just trembled silently.

At this moment, Ye Yunsang had killed everyone, including him and Qing Ao's two substitute dolls.

Looking at the "substitute doll" who died in the crowd, Dongfang Fei only felt chills on the back of his neck. Fortunately, he was alert enough, otherwise he would have been the one with the decapitated body.

Qing Ao huddled beside the master, he watched countless people die in front of him, he saw the substitute doll wearing the appearance of "himself" running over crying, but was shot by a person less than one centimeter away from him. The sword sliced ​​off the head, and the bloody head rolled to his feet, his eyes wide open.

Qing Ao received a huge shock, if Dongfang Fei hadn't covered his mouth, he might have screamed on the spot.

But at this moment, the snow-clothed demon king who was about to leave suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked sideways, Dongfang Fei was caught off guard and met those eyes that were still full of murderous intent!

The cold sweat came down instantly, and he felt that the god of death was waving to him kindly.

A strange sense of familiarity surged in his heart, but it was replaced by survival instinct in an instant. He closed his eyes very quickly, and then secretly sent a voice to Qing Ao, "Close your eyes and hold your breath, don't look and don't move!"

When people close their eyes, other senses will be enhanced compensatoryly.

Time passed by, and he could feel Ye Yunsang's icy cold eyes seemed to be looking for something, or maybe he was counting the number of people. During this period, his eyes happened to glance over their hiding places several times, and Qing Ao's little hands were firmly locked. Grabbing the hem of his clothes, shaking like chaff.

Can't be found!

Must not be found!

Dongfang Fei's heart was beating like thunder, and Qing Ao's face was flushed because of holding his breath for a long time. Just when he was about to hold his breath, suddenly the door was knocked open, and it seemed that several people broke in. Pure magic breath, "The escort is late, please punish the Lord!"

Ye Yunsang frowned slightly.

The door was knocked open, and the air rushed in. The thick bloody smell permeating the air finally dissipated, and the strange feeling just now disappeared.

That feeling came without warning, and went without warning.

Ye Yunsang was silent for a moment, then stepped out the door, without looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood on the ground, said lazily, "Burn it."

"Yes!" The generals took orders.

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Sensing that the powerful demonic energy had finally left, Dongfang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Qing Ao who was paralyzed on the ground and gasping for breath, and walked out the door in a flash.

All the demon generals only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and before they noticed anything, Dongfang Fei had already left.

He fled here with Qing Ao's several instant body spells one after another. He didn't stop until he couldn't see the eaves of Jun Hao's building, and threw the boy down. He gasped slightly, his heart beat like thunder, and his blood flowed Flow fast.

This is the sequelae of distorted meridians, once the technique is used too much, there will be a risk of retrograde flow.

He has to quickly find that "Phoenix-tailed Cloud Grass", adjust the state of this body, and hurry up to practice and become stronger!

Otherwise, if I meet that person again...the person's affectionate peach blossom eyes flashed before his eyes, Dongfang Fei pursed his lips tightly, for some reason, he felt that this person's aura was somewhat familiar, and his evil temperament was also somewhat familiar , and even the name has a mulberry character.

Could it be that Beigong Chensang also ran out after all? !

Dongfang Fei's heart sank.

No, no, the looks don't match, and neither does the cultivation. In the previous life, both of them had reached the late stage of Mahayana, and Beigong Chensang once said in front of him that he hated white the most in his life and wanted to kill him the most. It was Fucang Immortal Venerable Dongfang Fei in fluttering white clothes.

But the man just now was dressed in white, only the cuffs of the skirt were decorated with bloody patterns.

The method of killing is also not very similar, Beigong Chensang likes to kill people neatly, smiling and calling himself a benevolent demon.But this Snow-clothed Demon Lord's killing method is more fancy and bloodier... It should be just a coincidence.

But he was inexplicably familiar with the demeanor of this Snow Clothed Demon Lord.Dongfang Fei thought for a long time before finally remembering——

Isn't this the purple-clothed man he met when he first wore it?Although the purple-clothed man was wearing a mask at that time, the elegance and laziness in his gestures and gestures were not too similar to this Snow-clothed Demon Lord.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Fei broke into a cold sweat.

But at this moment, people on the street suddenly shouted and looked towards the east, "It's gone!"

"My God! What a fire! Where is this?"

I saw a building somewhere in the east burst into a big fire, crackling and burning like boiling oil and water. The crimson flame rose into the sky like a dragon, lighting up half of the night sky.

The people on the street originally wanted to put out the fire, but after seeing which building was on fire, they suddenly clapped their hands and cheered——

"Stop it all, there's no need to put out the fire! The Junhao auction house was destroyed! That kind of gold sales cave full of prostitutes and thieves should have been burned long ago! Well done!"

The crowd watched coldly as the huge single-family building near the water burned more and more until it was reduced to a mass of ashes.

Dongfang Fei let out a sigh of relief. He was still worried that his two wooden dolls would be found just now. With his current technique, those two dolls would only last for half an hour, and they would change again after time passed. Back to woodcarving.

Just now when Ye Yunsang didn't leave, Dongfang Fei was very anxious, for fear that the two stand-in dolls would perform a woodcarving in public——

Fortunately, Ye Yunsang finally left.

Fortunately, Ye Yunsang chose to use fire to destroy the evidence.When the fire went down, the two wood carvings would naturally be burned, so there was no need to worry about anything.

A big stone fell to Dongfang Fei's heart, and he was naturally in a good mood. He glanced at Qing Ao who was still trembling, and frowned.This little guy encountered such a bloody scene as soon as he came out of the mountain. It is estimated that even the devil in the world will leave a psychological shadow. It is already very impressive not to be scared to reveal the dragon's tail on the spot...

How about coaxing?

He has no experience in coaxing children at all, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, bought a bunch of candied haws and stuffed them in Qing Ao's hands, "Eat it."

Qing Ao, "Huh?"

"Don't want to eat?" Dongfang Fei raised his eyebrows.

For the first time in his life, Immortal Fu Cang thought of being sympathetic to his apprentice, but the apprentice didn't seem to appreciate it very much.

Qing Ao stared at the bright red candied haws in his hand in horror, as if looking at a string of gut-piercing poison. These candied haws... so f*ckingly like the heads chopped off by that devil...

Having just experienced a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood and people rolling on the ground, which normal person would think of eating candied haws? !Blood red round candied haws!

Master, please be a human being!

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Back in time, before the time of half a stick of incense, Jun Hao's Auction House.

Dongfang Fei slipped too fast and ran too early, so he didn't see what happened next here.

When all the demon generals were about to set fire to the building, they saw a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and their demon lord turned back again, plunged into the house and did not come out for a long time.

What happened?

Without the order of the Lord, they dared not move at will, so they looked at each other, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Inside the house, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The snow-clothed devil looked at the wooden doll lying in a pool of blood not far away, his aura couldn't be lowered, but the next moment he suddenly smiled, his amorous peach eyes seemed to have a touch of warmth, but when he looked closely, he found that It was the excitement and aggressiveness of discovering the opponent——

interesting.

Who dares to play tricks under his nose?He actually tricked Ye Yunsang over.

He closed his eyes and recalled for a while, and vaguely remembered a man in green clothes and a mask, and a boy of eight or nine years old.No wonder it didn't feel right when I killed it just now. It turned out that I had chopped a piece of wood.

He has never seen the technique of this stand-in doll.

Funny, really funny.

The Snow-clothed Demon Lord raised his hand, and the two dolls landed in his palm cleanly. A pale light appeared in his hand, and the two dolls moved suddenly, pointing straight to the west like a compass. .

Seemingly thinking for a moment, Sylvia raised his hand, and a fire burst into the sky!

The demons guarding outside will be terrified, mother, who lit the fire?The devil is still inside!

They rushed in without thinking, only to find that in a sea of ​​flames, the Snow-clothed Demon Lord stood there calmly, the flames automatically diverted from his sides, and he didn't even damage a piece of his clothes.

In the firelight, Ye Yunsang raised his eyes and looked to the west, his eyes were full of interest——

The escaped prey must be captured...

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The author has something to say:

Continue at 18:00 tomorrow, okay~

I don’t need to say who Ye Yunsang is~ (blinks), of course it’s the crazy critic of many of our vests.