"I dare not. Compared with the senior brother, my cultivation level is nothing." Leng Ye smiled slightly.

Jiuming felt a little cold in his heart. This was a real smile. Only those with very deep scheming had this ability. Moreover, the subtle changes in his facial expressions were likely to be a concealment and misleading, making it impossible to understand his thoughts and behaviors.

"Your family is really chaotic," he said with a slight smile, "You are a disciple of the Zi Ye Demon Sect and the descendant of the Wanhua Demon Sect... Oh, Wanhua has disintegrated, forgive my mistakes."

"It's okay, Yan Shuai is understandable as a demon clan." Leng Ye said with a smile.

Jiuming was stunned and immediately hated him. This sentence seemed ordinary, but it contained double sarcasm: The four words "being a demon clan" here have a contempt; it even mocked him for not having ethics. Although he could already become a human, he was still a barbaric and uneducated demon clan at the root.

He originally intended to use words to stimulate Leng Ye. Judging from his reaction, he did not expect that he would be led by a army instead.

"Man is human, demon is monster, demon, demons are not distinguished, not humans." Su Fu spoke lightly.

Jiuming immediately smiled happily. Su Fu's words were just a sharp irony, with the sword cultivator's straightforwardness, which was already a satirical mockery of him being beaten around the bush and hypocrisy; he also said that humans and demons cannot be compared, and each has its own tribe inheritance, and even this difference cannot be distinguished, so it is nothing.

Kong Wenju said coldly: "People from the demon country can only show off their verbal benefits?"

"Hey, your words are so funny." Jiu Ming immediately laughed, "Isn't your fellow disciples killed by me? But what about you? I'll give you such a good battlefield for nothing, but I have done nothing. I guess there are already laughing at you outside."

"It doesn't matter whether he dies or lives." Kong Wenju raised his brush expressionlessly, "His function is just to attract your attention."

As he said that, his tongue suddenly burst into thunder: "Picture the country, the country is like a painting!"

The brush stroked in the void, quickly outlining a familiar scene.

"Heaven Demon Palace?" Jiuming was shocked and saw a hall rise under the other two, saying: He transformed into a free Heavenly Demon Palace.

The destroyed Heavenly Demon Palace appeared again. I don’t know if it was a coincidence, Leng Ye stood in his original position and was looking over with a smile.

The smile was somewhat strange. As if it was contagious, the strange atmosphere began to spread. On the top of his head, an exact gray mist appeared, forming a tornado falling down on his head.

You know, they were falling down at the speed of the weapon, and the aura of gray fog was no different from substance, and it was really strange.

Leng Ye's right arm finally stopped hiding, stretched out and caught the tornado.

Only then did Su Fu realize that his entire right hand had turned into the claws of the crow beast. His mind was turning, was it to carry more power?

"Although I was interrupted by you just now, this move can be used to accumulate strength." Leng Ye said with a smile, "I used the transformation of a beast to temporarily store the demonic energy in my arms so that they will not dissipate. Unfortunately, at this stage, even I can't stop it. It's too late to stop it."

"I am also very sorry. You always forget that I am a sword cultivator." Su Fu grabbed his hand, and Manzhu Shahua appeared out of thin air and made a move to return the sword to the sheath.

"No, no, no," Leng Ye gently swung his left hand, "My devil emperor, you are our target. How dare you, how can you forget it? Do you feel that the operation of spiritual energy is difficult now?"

Su Fu frowned slightly, and he realized that the sword intent had slowed down. After dragging it for so long, he naturally wanted to cut through all possible variables for the sake of the sword intent.

But at this moment, the sword intent has only been barely turned eight times, and it has become very difficult.

"Demon finger?" he asked tentatively.

"No, you guessed it wrong. It is the power field of Senior Brother Wen Ju, "The country is like a painting." Leng Ye smiled, "This field is invisible and intangible and cannot be detected by spiritual consciousness. It integrates the Wujian Thunder Prison and the Prison Realm Chapter. It can not only make the enemy's attack invalid, but also suppress the enemy's spiritual energy. If you enter the realm again in the future, integrate into the Eternal Tribulation Chapter and enter the Pure Yang, it is not without... "

"You need to speak?" Kong Wenju looked at him coldly.

Leng Ye stopped with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wen Ju, I couldn't help it as I spoke, I wanted everyone in the world to know your strength..."

"Shut up!" Kong Wenju's eyes shone with sharp light, "Don't say extra words, otherwise I don't mind killing you first!"

"Yes, yes." Leng Ye was like a servant without temper, and did not dare to disobey at all, and interpreted the image of the well-behaved junior brother vividly.

But anyone who is smart knows his sinister intentions.

In some aspects, Kong Wenju's field of momentum is indeed amazing. But once people are guarded, it is equivalent to losing a trump card that can turn defeat into victory at a critical moment.

Leng Ye's call is equivalent to exposing Kong Wenju to the sun, making people know that to deal with him, you must be careful of his power field. The final "entering into Pure Yang" is extremely vicious and will inevitably arouse the jealousy of the great master, especially those who are old and have no ability to improve their cultivation. It is very likely to use him to vent his anger.

This is the case with the internal struggles of Dongdu, let alone externally.

Su Fu was very insightful about all this, but this did not help the current situation. Leng Ye and Kong Wenju must have received the order of death and must suppress the demon kingdom, otherwise they would not have worked hard to cooperate.

If he rushed forward at this time, Kong Wenju would definitely do his best to stop him; and he could not tell whether the main hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace was true or false. If he rushed forward rashly, he might be killed by the gray fog.

Seeing that Leng Ye's aura became more and more terrifying, Xiaobai became more and more difficult to resist the Cang Beast.

Su Fu let out a breath of turbid air, and his mood gradually calmed down. He had not faced difficulties for a long time. People are the kind of creatures that will begin to relax after a long time of relaxation, and then become lazy.

Although he will not get involved in those bad habits, he will also develop a sense of arrogance after not having a decent opponent for a long time. For example, from the beginning to the present, he has not taken the three of them seriously, and just wants to know what methods the other party has. In other words, he still likes adventure in his heart and likes the excitement of survival in his death.

Finally, combined with all kinds of things, they created a situation that was extremely unfavorable to him. I believe that if Jiu Ming had not made a quick decision to kill Li Jingming, the situation would have been even more affected.

At this time, his thoughts were settled, and he first forgot the victory and defeat, thinking about a plan to break the enemy. The long-lost dilemma made the adventure gene in his bones wake up again, his brain was absolutely calm, but the blood in his body was boiling.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

He looked around and remembered Long Yinyao's two sword intents "adapted to local conditions". His eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he sent voice messages to the two of them, and this, this, this... After some instructions, they nodded repeatedly.

Jiuming took out the dagger and rushed up, replacing Xiaobai; Xiaobai stepped on the stone wall and accelerated down, and soon lost sight.

Preparation was just now. Leng Ye's whole body had turned into a beast, and he aimed his giant claws at Su Fu and the other two. The tornado became more and more wild, accompanied by the sound of ghosts "whimpering", as if a group of demons were dancing beside him. The violent energy rubbed out a twisted electric light like a water snake, shining with a water-blue luster.

"My Demon Emperor, this 'Great Powerful Demon God Finger' is for you!" Leng Ye's voice came from the mouth of the Cang Beast.

Just as he finished speaking, the lights that flowed around him seemed to be summoned and gathered on his arms, making the giant claws look like violent tornados.

It is hard to tell whether it is gray fog, demonic energy or electric light. When the "sniff" sound is brewing to the extreme, a dull sound of "sniffing" is heard, and an ordinary demon god's fingers are about a tornado that is roaring out like a real dragon.

"It's now!" Su Fu shouted immediately.

Jiuming sneered and put away the dagger, and ran quickly on the stone wall like Xiaobai. He soon saw Xiaobai's two puppets. One of their hands stuck to the stone wall, a snow-white rope tied their whole body, and swung the curve of a swing on the stone wall.

It is not appropriate to say that the rope is actually the silk spitted by Xiaobai. Countless silks twisted into a rope, which is not only extremely tough, but also has excellent telescopic strength.

A long time ago, on the way to Jianzhai to become a disciple, Xiaobai was just a little spider, and the silk he spitted could already block the impact of the upper-level monster.

Jiuming used all his strength and stepped on it with one foot, and the rope suddenly stretched down.

His strength was almost exhausted. However, this was not enough, it was not the limit of the rope.

Su Fu had a long budget for this, so almost at the moment when Nine Life was exhausted, his figure, who was one step late at night, stepped on the rope that was about to retract.

With this impact, the rope stretched down again. The two puppets were pulled by this huge force and almost couldn't bear it and broke away from the stone wall. All their previous efforts were wasted.

Fortunately, they finally held on.

At this moment, the Demon God finger was about to collide with the momentum of destroying everything.

Su Fu tried his best to the limit, but he did not immediately let it rebound. He had to blink his eyes before he rushed back like an arrow.

At this moment, Xiaobai's sarcasm came from the endless abyss under her body. Below, two puppets were also pulling a rope. With the huge rebound force, she rushed up like lightning, wielding all the strength in her body, and punched heavily when Su Fu's feet just left the rope.

boom!

The explosion of gas turned into a violent shock wave, impacting at Su Fu's feet.

Su Fu's body instantly turned into lightning, not an adjective, but really turned into a flash of lightning.

Crack!

The royal blue sword light in the lightning and the tornado in the water-blue light suddenly collided with each other.

Without a shocking explosion, the tornado was cut into a crack in an instant and spread at a speed that was unattainable to the naked eye. The scene was occupied by the royal blue sword light. When the sword light dissipated, the tornado, Leng Ye, Kong Wenju and half of the giant tower disappeared completely.

In places where the scene cannot be seen, the sword light still spread upwards, quickly breaking through the obstacles of the gray fog.

Then, the orange sunset fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!