Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

"Ah? Alright, the system is awake." Yue Qianqiu yelled, and Feng Ling rolled out of the thick fog and smoke.

Bai Wusi frowned, looking at the kid who appeared from nowhere, feeling annoyed in his heart, he raised his hand and a flash of flying blades flashed, but Feng Ling blocked them all.

Feng Ling looked up at Bai Wusi who was standing on a high place, and said softly: "Title."

Title titles are only useful for miscellaneous soldiers, Feng Ling looked at Bai Wusi, and said another sentence - obviously, it was useless.

Bai Wusi only felt another inexplicable drowsiness hit him, he stared at Feng Ling closely, knowing that he was casting a spell to make him sleepy, but fortunately his mental power was always strong and would not be controlled by the formation.

Seeing that he fell asleep without falling down, Feng Ling knew that his title skills would not be of much use to Bai Wusi, and he thought sadly: As a authority dog, it is too miserable to use the privileges against NPCs

But Bai Wusi is not something a power dog with no martial arts like him can deal with. Feng Ling shook his head, looked at the cats, dogs, snakes, snakes and insects all over the floor, snapped his fingers easily, and shouted: "Title !"

The little monsters who had just stood up all lay back under this 'title'.

Wang Gang still wanted to struggle, but Feng Ling snapped his fingers again, and shouted again: "Title!"

After saying this title, the miscellaneous soldiers with better concentration around them finally passed out.

Yue Qianqiu looked at everything in front of him with hatred, and saw that all the miscellaneous soldiers on the ground fell asleep, he kicked up the long knife on the ground, let Feng Ling catch it, and said to him coldly: "Feng Ling, make up the knife!" !"

Even if these disciples had a mentoring relationship with him for several years or more, he had never taught them anyway, and they were not considered real masters and apprentices, so it would be no problem for Feng Ling to kill them.

But Feng Ling became an old goblin, and he didn't really kill a few people. His hands trembled a little: "Is it true?"

"Otherwise they wake up in 24 hours and you ban again? It's endless."

Feng Ling took the knife, she was a little silent, she didn't know what to recall, suddenly gave a wry smile, and muttered to herself: "It's a bit like the you I knew before, you hit so hard."

Although he speaks softly, Yue Qianqiu is an old monster who has lived for 800 years after all. His hearing has always been good. After hearing what Feng Ling said, he didn't continue to ask. He just joked generously: "Past life Let’s talk about it later in this life, Bao, first get rid of this group of miscellaneous soldiers for Wei Niang.”

My precious disciple is still in the Wanhua Mirror.

Feng Ling remained silent, touched the blade, and pierced Wang Gang's heart with a ruthless heart.

Then there are Wang Zhi and Wang Wang—these monsters have been hiding on Qingyan Peak for more than ten years, but today they were killed by a young man in his sleep with his own knife.

Yue Qianqiu stretched out his hand and broke the long blade that pierced his chest, but he didn't dare to pull it out, fearing that his chest would bleed too much and he would really die.

Leaving half of the long knife in his chest, he raised his head and looked at Bai Wusi, who had no mercy in his eyes.

His face is a little different from when he was a human being. The whole face is bloodless and pale, but his lips are red, and his eyes are golden. The whole monster is not like a monster, but like a man-eating ghost. It's frightening.

"The killer destroyed your own door, are you considered a master?"

"It doesn't count." Yue Qianqiu replied softly: "I only count as the master of our family, Ashe." He lowered his head, his voice was a little cold, but it was with a shocking majesty: "Bai Wusi, 600 years ago I can protect myself under the pressure of the demon army, and I am in charge of Qingyan Peak, you don’t really think I’m soft-hearted and eat vegetarian dishes, do you?”

Bai Wusi said with a smile: "You can be regarded as the master if you just throw your hands away? Besides, what can you do with your remnant soul? You are born with an incomplete soul, and the moment of death is when the soul is scattered. no future."

"The old man in the North Pole has lived for 3000 years, the aunt in the south has lived for [-] years, and the fairy of the sea island has lived for [-] years. I am only [-] years old this year. I can still live forever. Death is far away from me." It's far away." Yue Qianqiu raised his sword while speaking, his eyes were cold and terrifying, and he said to Bai Wusi: "I will kill you."

"With your remnant soul?"

Yue Qianqiu shook his head and said: "With my absolute strength, I can suppress you."

At this moment, the cloud of smoke turned out to be fine silver needles, and the needles all carried fierce sword energy, and they all attacked Bai Wusi together.

Yue Qianqiu turned around slowly, with blood continuously oozing from his chest, even so, his face was still so firm, standing under Bai Wusi, even if he only stared at Bai Wusi, it still made the crow feel scared.

This is absolute power.

The sword intent turned into countless precious swords, knocking down Bai Wusi's flying knives towards Yue Qianqiu with a jingle, and savagely made up for several monsters on the ground.

Yue Qianqiu walked forward step by step, he didn't even care about the friction of the blade in his chest, which wanted to smash his internal organs, but just walked forward.

The white hair is opposite to the white hair, one is stained with blood, and in the wind, the other is still white as snow, but trembling slightly with its owner.

The suppression of sword intent made even the cunning crow feel dangerous, but——

Bai Wusi took a deep breath, transformed his long blade, and pointed it at Yue Qianqiu.

This is the best time to kill Yue Qianqiu. If you don't kill him now, it will be very difficult for Yue Qianqiu to kill him. For 40 years, Yue Qianqiu has always used the sign that strangers should not get close. Ken had a word with them.

It's just that Mu Chenxue is an exception, maybe because he is a real person, maybe because he is stupid, but because of Mu Chenxue, Yue Qianqiu has a weakness at this moment.

With a gloomy mind, Bai Wusi raised the Wanhua Mirror and said to Yue Qianqiu, "You commit suicide, or I will smash the Wanhua Mirror and let him be trapped here forever."

Hearing Bai Wusi's words, Yue Qianqiu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed again, Feijian upper body, rushed towards Bai Wusi without hesitation, and said: "You fall, the righteousness of the world and Mu Shen In the snow, I will only choose the righteousness of the world."

His decision was too fast, and the demon was too caught off guard.

Seeing the flying sword attacking, he stabbed directly at Bai Wusi without hesitation or caring about the hostage in Bai Wusi's hands.

"At worst, I'll commit suicide to accompany him." Yue Qianqiu said: "What I plan and plan is to unify the four worlds, eliminate war disasters, and achieve eternal peace. Today, you are a stumbling block on my road. Even if I am broken, I will die." I will kill you, and there will be descendants to inherit my last wish in the future, and I will never allow you and other monsters to make trouble!"

Yue Qianqiu's sword was the last sword he tried with all his strength, and Bai Wusi had no time to fight back.

Naturally, he couldn't use the Wanhua Mirror to fight, after all, it was a thousand-year-old plan of the demon world. Even if Bai Wusi was beheaded by Yue Qianqiu at this moment with a long sword, he would never allow the Wanhua Mirror to be taken away.

At this moment, all the little demons in Qingyan Peak were killed by Feng Ling, and Yue Qianqiu looked desperate to fight, and Wan Huajing set up a barrier that was difficult to break through.

At this moment, Bai Wusi realized that he and Yue Qianqiu could only live as one.

If so, then he has nothing to do.

Bai Wusi said with a smile: "You are eight hundred years old this year, do you know how old I am?"

An ominous premonition welled up in his chest, Bai Wusi looked at Yue Qianqiu, took advantage of his attacking sword, stretched out his hand to catch the blow, but pulled him past, then kicked him hard, kicking the long blade Out of Yue Qianqiu's chest.

Blood gushed out from his chest, fell to the ground, barely supported by the sword.

His vision was already blurred, but no matter how blurred it was, he could still see a burst of golden light suddenly glowing from behind Bai Wusi.

"This deity is one of the four deities in the demon world - Dharma Venerable White Feather Crow."

The human spine protruded slowly from Bai Wusi's back, piercing the skin, dripping blood all over the ground, and then Bai Wusi pulled out the long blade, and the monster energy condensed on it, breaking the seal of the long blade, The long blade instantly turned into a strange monster bone, flying into the air, rushing from the back of the head to the back, the pale wings covered the sky and the sun, and the strong monster energy spread endlessly in the narrow barrier.

The Wanhua mirror kept spinning above the top of the barrier, exuding a thicker mist.

But the golden light of the white-feathered crow was able to pierce through the thick mist, sweeping away everything.

Yue Qianqiu looked at Bai Wusi—golden pupils, strange demon patterns, white wings, and every gesture of his hands did not have the slightest sense of poverty as the master of Yueqiong Peak, but instead carried an inherent evil and noble.

"Your Excellency Qu Chang will be [-] years old this year." Bai Wusi stretched out his hand, and the majestic monster energy condensed into a sword, pointing at Yue Qianqiu.

"I heard that my friend wants to oppress with absolute strength?" He said with a smile.

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"I have to choose between Demon Realm and Ashe, which one do you think I should choose?" the man asked the soulless puppet in front of him.

That puppet looks almost like a man, but unfortunately it has no soul, only a flesh and blood body, unable to respond to the man's words.

"There are thousands of sentient beings in the Demon Realm, but Axue has only one." He was crying and laughing while looking at the scales. It is obvious that the weight of thousands of living beings and the weight of a demon are heavier, even if it is Ashe who is in the Demon Realm. Choosing between him and him, Axue would choose Demon Realm without hesitation.

The doll cannot speak and is forced to listen to what the man cannot say to others.

"Let Ah Xue hate me." The man sighed, looking lonely.