My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

Yin Feiyuan seemed to be stunned, rubbed his fingers, and a delicate silver pen appeared in his palm.

"So what if Feng Xun knows the truth? Don't you think he will meet my elder brother with swords?"

Jun Xuanmo raised the burning soul sickle, and his murderous aura suddenly appeared.

"Feng Xun knows how to think, it has nothing to do with this deity, but you - this deity will definitely take your life today to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

With a violent shout, Jun Xuanmo's body was like lightning, and with a biting cold air, he pushed towards Yinfeiyuan.

Yin Feiyuan had been on guard for a long time. When the silver pen was turned, it instantly turned into a three-foot-long broken cloud fine phoenix pen. The tip of the pen was not soft fluff, but a sharp red spar in the shape of a cone. Attachment, shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings.

Jun Xuanmo approached, he had already left the throne, the broken cloud fine phoenix brush blocked it, resisted the burning soul sickle, the divine soldiers touched each other, and there was an ear-piercing sound, and at the same time the whole palace was shaken.

He was capable of fighting, and others suffered. Su Qingyun had quick eyes and quick hands, and set up a defensive formation. However, he only blocked the aftermath of the wave, and then fell apart. He quickly repaired layer after layer, barely supporting it.

"Be careful--"

With a thrust of the Big Dipper Thunder Spear, he deflected an attack. Su Qingyun's expression froze, and he stepped back, looking at the thousands of elite soldiers who suddenly appeared in the hall.

When did they appear?

Why didn't he notice it?

Beidou's tall and strong body shielded Su Qingyun in front of Su Qingyun, and he blocked the attacking white-robed monk with a thunderbolt. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I know that the Void Palace is empty, but I don't know when Commander Mu will learn to hide his head and shrink back." It's over?

The white-robed monk swung his long knife, attacked again, and said coldly: "Bei Diou, you will be arrested immediately, and I can still save your life for the sake of old love."

Beidou responded easily, and called his Taoist name carelessly: "Mu Qi, you know that Fei Yuan's methods are not bright, and you frame Jun Shaodian, why do you want to give wings to the tiger?"

Mu Qi was indifferent: "Your Majesty's prophecy has never been wrong."

Beidou frowned and said, "If he hadn't falsely preached the decree of Tianzun, how could Jun Shaodian have slaughtered Xuantian Realm?"

Mu Qi snorted coldly: "Stupid! It is precisely because of your honor that the entire Haotian Realm was saved!"

His moves were so fierce that Big Dipper had to retreat, suddenly a defensive wall appeared in front of him, blocking Mu Qi's attack for him, both of them were startled.

Mu Qili swept his eyes and looked at Su Qingyun, who was setting up the formation with a long sword in his hand. After finding out his realm, he wondered: "It's just a low level, but he has such an exquisite rune formation?"

Beidou took a step back, allowing Su Qingyun's defensive array to be unscrupulously arranged in the entire hall.

The pressure on Qin Zhong and the others dropped suddenly, and they were finally able to breathe.

Yin Feiyuan's subordinates appeared out of thin air and caught them by surprise. The God Emperor and their subordinates still had the strength to fight back. Qin Chong and other low-level monks were not so lucky. Hundreds of people fell instantly. If they didn't hide quickly, Qin Chong may also follow in their footsteps.

He couldn't help but rejoice that Aze was sent out of the Void Palace by his lord and avoided this thrilling battle.

Li Linfeng and Liao Jin joined forces to unleash the power of blessing and restore the combat effectiveness of their own personnel.

Jing Yu and Yi Kun felt sorry for their companion lying lifeless on the ground.Among these fallen monks, more than half were immortal cultivators and spiritual cultivators.

Jing Yu came from the Immortal Realm and brought more than 40 people to follow Su Qingyun, while Yi Kun was the master of a sect in the Spiritual Cultivation Realm, and all five thousand disciples under his sect were moved into Tiangong. There were no less than a hundred disciples who followed Venerable Master Su to venture into Mount Tai'a.After fighting all the way, there were very few people who fell. Unexpectedly, three or forty people were lost at once in the Void Hall. As the suzerain, Yi Kun's face was ashen, and he looked at Yin Feiyuan's subordinates angrily.

After Su Qingyun finished setting up the formation, his eyes darkened when he saw the monk lying in a pool of blood, and his consciousness expanded. Looking at the overall situation, he saw the enemy's men and horses approaching menacingly, and on his own side, even with his rune formation Still a big loss!

Yin Feiyuan's subordinates are the elite among the elite, the outstanding ones standing at the top of Haotian Realm. Compared with them, the monks who came out of Tiangong are no less than Tianyuan.

It's purely hitting a rock with an egg!

Without hesitation, Su Qingyun flung out the picture of the Splendid Heavenly Tower with a thought. The mirage dragon let out a long roar, and its huge dragon head emerged from the picture. With a dash of its vigorous figure, it threw out its long tail.

All the monks were shocked when they saw the majestic phantom of the giant dragon. Even Yin Feiyuan, who was fighting with Jun Xuanmo, turned away and looked at the mirage dragon.

The mirage dragon rushed past Mu Qi's eyes arrogantly, and took away the Tiangong monk who was fighting with him.

In less than a moment, Qin Chong and others were all taken into the Heavenly Palace, and there were hundreds of people missing in the hall.

Su Qingyun gave a soft drink, and the mirage dragon turned into a beam of light and went back into the Tiangong group.

"Splendid Tianque?" Yin Feiyuan took a closer look and recognized the painting scroll in the mist.

Su Qingyun clasped his palm, took the picture, and heard Yin Feiyuan's words, he couldn't help raising his head, because he released too much spiritual energy, a mark of spirit appeared on his forehead.

Jun Xuanmo's Burning Soul Scythe slashed at him, shouting angrily: "Where are you looking!"

Yin Feiyuan deftly dodged, the broken cloud fine phoenix brush held against the blade, and pushed hard, a phoenix bathed in fire rushed out and rushed towards Jun Xuanmo fiercely, Jun Xuanmo's purple eyes turned cold, and he did not back down, and the burning soul sickle Slashing towards Huofeng, Huofeng was split into two, and one left and one right entangled.

Jun Xuanmo was entangled and couldn't leave his body for a while, Yin Feiyuan shrank into an inch, and came to Su Qingyun in the blink of an eye, Su Qingyun gripped the ice soul shocking sword tightly, and confronted him without fear.

"Ice Soul Shocking Sword? Ice Crystal Mark? You are—" Yin Feiyuan's sharp eyes locked Zhu Qingyun, as if trying to see through his body to see through his soul.

Su Qingyun was surprised, he didn't expect Yin Feiyuan to recognize the Splendid Heavenly Tower Map, the Ice Soul Shocking Sword, and the soul mark on his forehead.

Jun Xuanmo saw Yin Feiyuan approaching Su Qingyun, struggled hard, and cut off a fire phoenix, but was about to rush over, but saw Yin Feiyuan broke through Su Qingyun's defensive formation, and the broken cloud fine phoenix pen was aimed at Su Qingyun. Qingyun stabbed ruthlessly.

"Yinfeiyuan! How dare you—" Jun Xuanmo was furious.

Su Qingyun resisted the terrifying coercion and raised his sword to fight back with difficulty. The Bingpo Shocking Sword narrowly collided with the Suiyun Xifengbi, but he still couldn't stop the Suiyun Xifengbi's attack. He only felt as if his body was being torn apart. Like a crack, Yixi flew back quickly, and saw the frightened face of his senior brother.

"Boom--"

A thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, pierced through the Void Palace, and slashed at Su Qingyun unbiasedly.

Chihong and Beidou were the closest to Su Qingyun, and they rushed over to save him, but they were still a beat behind. The lightning not only struck Su Qingyun, but also split the entire ground into a huge black hole, and the void hall was like a bomb. When it is opened, sand and rocks fly, and the sky shakes.

"Qingyun!"

Jun Xuanmo followed the black hole like crazy, ignoring the subsequent attack from Yinfeiyuan behind, the Broken Cloud Fine Phoenix Pen stabbed him in the back, tore his magic robe, and the dark red blood spurted out. However, Xuan Mo relied on the powerful impact to fall into the depths of the black hole.

However, when his magic sense reached the bottom of the cave, he did not find Su Qingyun. There was nothing in the huge black hole.

"Qingyun—" he hissed.

Yin Feiyuan followed behind him and said with a sneer, "He won't come back!"

Jun Xuanmo turned his head suddenly, his eyes were as red as blood, he swung the burning soul sickle, and spun around to attack Yin Feiyuan.

"It was you—you moved the hands and feet?" He grinned and grinned, "Where did you hide him?"

Yin Feiyuan fought while retreating, with a suppressed happy smile on his face, he said provocatively: "Angry? Nervous? Fear? Fear? You have today too! Haha, I should have thought of—"

Jun Xuanmo was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and he was killed by every move. He pressed down on Yinfei Yuan like a torrential rain, and his demonic energy soared. The other monks shuddered.

"Give me back! Give Qingyun back to me!"

Yin Feiyuan retreated quickly, his robe was damaged in many places, his hair was messy, and he lacked the elegance he had before, but he was indifferent, and even had the leisure to appreciate Jun Xuanmo's madness.

"You know the heartache of losing someone important?" he asked.

Jun Xuanmo glared at him angrily. "you wanna die!"

Yin Feiyuan's arm was cut with a knife, leaving a bloodstain. He frowned, and satirized persistently: "Afraid that he will fall? But you can't protect him! You can only watch him disappear—ha Ha ha--"

"Silver, Fei, Yuan—"

Jun Xuanmo's teeth were gritted, and uncontrollable anger burst out from his purple eyes, like a demon god from hell, with destructive power that would destroy the world and terrify people.

Yin Feiyuan's subordinates rushed up to besiege him, the Burning Soul Scythe turned around and cut off dozens of heads in an instant.

The two god emperors and their subordinates retreated towards the gate of the Void Palace. The angry Jun Shaodian was completely indiscriminate. As long as anyone approached him, he would be attacked immediately.

There was another wave of overwhelming attacks, and Yin Feiyuan couldn't resist for a while, and was cut in the shoulder by Jun Xuanmo, blood spurted out, staining his silver robe red.

"My lord—" Mu Qi panicked.

Jun Xuanmo turned the burning soul sickle, forcing back the attacking monks from all around.

The tip of the Broken Cloud Fine Phoenix Brush touched the ground, and Yin Feiyuan stabilized his body, letting the blood flow from his shoulder.

"Say—where did you hide him?" Jun Xuanmo asked coldly.

Yin Feiyuan stared at the blade that was close at hand, fearlessly.

"You were angry for him and started killing. What's wrong with me eradicating the magic star for Tianzun?" He twitched his eyebrows, his expression seemed to be crying and laughing, and his handsome face was twisted into a ferocious face. "I was the first god who was enlightened and accompanied Tianzun for the longest time. I watched him create the world bit by bit. Countless small worlds were formed in his hands and multiplied. He is not only the god of all worlds, but also It’s my god, my faith! I will never allow anyone to hurt him! But you——you are a variable! You are the sky-replenishing stone, and you should be a corner of the boundary wall!”

Jun Xuanmo said indifferently: "Are you finished? If you finish speaking, you will die!"

The Burning Soul Scythe burst into flames and mercilessly slashed towards Yinfeiyuan.

The author has something to say: A small theater with no responsibility——

Xiao Qingyun and Xiao Mozun were picked up by a chubby child, who cheerfully held up the doll to show off to his parents, who were busy talking with friends, touched his head, and Let him go and play.

The child pursed his lips, grabbed the little doll and climbed into his carriage, lowered the curtain, and placed the little doll on the small table.

Xiao Qingyun buried her face in Xiao Mozun's arms, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.The strength of the child's hand is not serious, and he was almost suffocated by being pinched.

Little Mozun hugged him and did not let go, turning his eyes slightly to look at the child.

This child is about seven or eight years old, with thin skin and tender flesh, bright clothes, one can tell that he is a young son of a rich family.

The child looked down carefully, and found that the little doll in the red dress was hugged by the doll in the black dress, and his face could not be seen clearly. He couldn't help but want to separate the two dolls.

In the end, he made a move, and suddenly his finger was pricked by something, he let out a cry of pain, and withdrew his hand.

The little devil stared at him fiercely.

"Idiot, how dare you try to rob my junior brother!"

The voice of milk and milk suddenly sounded in the carriage, which made the child tremble in fright, and almost screamed out. He pointed to the two dolls on the small table, with fear in his big eyes.

baby... baby... baby... moved...

Little Mozun stretched recklessly, pulled Xiao Qingyun to sit on a plate on the table, and looked at the child arrogantly.

"Idiot, this deity and junior brother are hungry." He said.

The child swallowed, and asked tremblingly, "Then... what..."

Little Demon Venerable squinted his purple eyes, and said, "Don't you honor me with food?"

The child froze for a moment, took out a box of pastries from the hidden compartment of the carriage, and carefully placed it in front of the doll.

Xiao Qingyun wiped her face, tilted her head, and looked at the horrified child.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people." He said softly.

When the child heard the soft voice, his ears felt so soft.

Uh...

He likes this little doll in a red robe.