Mu Ziyou was born as a fox demon. His sense of smell is extremely sensitive. The yin tide that has not dissipated in the air stings the sense of smell, making people feel uncomfortable.

Hearing Mu Lianzhuo's call, Mu Ziyou's gaze then shifted away from Luo Qingyi and fell on his father's side.

However, before she could say anything, a shocking howl roared up thousands of overlapping waves. The black waves slapped wildly on the black reef. Jimo Spider Yin broke out from the thunder, and a punch triggered the dark thunder and blasted straight towards Ling Tiansu's back.

Jimo Lanze's face changed drastically: "Be careful!"

Ling Tiansu didn't even turn his head back, so he raised his finger and snapped his fingers crisply. Another thunder fell, like a straight towering thunder pillar slamming head-on, hitting Jimo Spider Yin.

"I promised to be a thug for ten years. After Tingyuxuan's battle, he ran away. After all, he was an important veteran figure in the Yin Realm dynasty. It would be fine if he went back on his word. What's the reason for attacking me in reverse now?"

Ling Tiansu smiled, but a layer of murderous intent brewed in his eyes.

The yin demon energy in Jimo Spider Yin's body was so dark that even a single finger of the Heavenly Divine Thunder could not completely suppress him.

The slender two fingers were pinching each other together, and a slender ray of light was drawn in the air. The light dripped out a golden thunder arc and lightning. The fingers were like the tip of the pen, and the painting was endless. The Chaos Thunder Frost, which was dissipated by the Haotian Heart Sutra, was not weaker than his new Dutian Divine Thunder.

The majestic auras of heaven and earth gathered into a buzzing thunder sound between his fingertips.

Induce the sword, Zhenwu, swing the demon, shake the light, and kill the thoughts.

There was no sword in his hand, and thunder frost turned into a sword. In the blink of an eye, five thunder swords had already condensed and formed in his hands.

Mu Pianfeng was shocked and shocked when he looked at Ling Tiansu like this. No matter how he did, he would never have expected that the weak young master of the Southern tribe who had entered the northern border to marry into the north would one day become so powerful.

I was even more puzzled. If Yin Zhan people could cross the ocean, it was their own talent, and it was still reasonable.

Why can Ling Tiansu still lead the two of them across the sea together?

His face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were set on the blue umbrella that was stretched out in Ling Tiansu's hand. The umbrella surface was like a magnificent feather umbrella woven from the feathers of the green phoenix sacred bird.

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he used a palm print with his left hand, and his footsteps were filled with wind and fire, and he rushed towards the green umbrella with a palm.

It is necessary to destroy the umbrella and leave these three people with no way out!

Ling Tiansu did not hurry or slow down, and moved his wrist lightly, revealing half of his cheeks and eyes covered under the umbrella.

What shines between the eyebrows is no longer Haochen star sand, but a little cinnabar that is as red as blood.

It looks like a little bit of demonic blood and it is stuck in the eyebrows.

The blue feathers dancing in the air quickly turned red like blood. Ling Tiansu threw the green umbrella in his hand high.

In an instant, the demonic energy raged, and a more powerful demonic power condensed from the other side.

Mu Pianfeng's heart pounded violently. When his light glanced at him, he saw another Ling Tiansu coming with a pair of blood-colored wings in a corner of the space.

Mu Pianfeng was disdainful in his heart at first, but he couldn't tell that this was a body-like incarnation of Ling Tiansu.

It is too embarrassing to laugh at this son as if he is too arrogant. What power can he have with just an illusory body incarnation?

The palm power did not mean to restrain it at all. Mu Pianfeng's eyes were fierce, and even the Yuanli became more and more powerful, and the palm prints were bright and bright.

It condensed but did not disperse, and a sharp whistle sound burst out with fist.

Suddenly!

It was very inexplicable that his eyelids jumped violently like warning.

Seeing the wings of the body outside the incarnation waving forward and overlapping, the blood-red wings came to the punch.

In the dark, he felt a trace of uneasy demonic power.

The demonic power is not strong, even Ling Tiansu, who is a half-demon, will not reveal such thin demonic power as smoke.

But Mu Pianfeng's heart was as if he was being held by some difficult hand, and he became extremely uneasy.

He opened his lips and roared, and with that feeling of uneasiness, he instantly transformed without hesitation.

The five tails spread out from behind Mu Pianfeng like evil flowers. His left leg stepped hard towards the earth. The fist was released too violently and it was difficult to retract for a while. His legs were deeply sunk into the earth, dragging forward into the deep gullies.

The fist was almost over. Mu Pianfeng looked at the blood-colored wings and did not dare to resist. He was about to move and dodge and fight around his back. However, the wings that had been closed outside the body spread out in an uproar, without giving Mu Pianfeng any time or opportunity to escape.

Both wings were slid straight towards his shoulders!

Mu Pianfeng's eyes were cold and fierce, and he no longer just escaped and retreated. He retracted and released his fist intentions, which began with the abundant and domineering Dharma.

The fist wings can only be connected for a moment.

Mu Pianfeng's eyes suddenly became bright and sarcastic. The blood wings that seemed to give people a strange and dangerous were so vulnerable that they collapsed under his punch.

He laughed: "It's mysterious..."

The last word has not yet settled, but the collapsed blood feathers of the sky have already surrounded him from all directions, and each blood feather burned a bloody color.

The thunder sword talisman painted in Ling Tiansu's hand did not stop for a moment, and the bright red smear between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

Mu Pianfeng, wrapped in flames of blood feathers, suddenly realized that he could no longer go further. He stood in the sea of ​​fire with bright red blood feathers, with a look of horror: "What is this?!"

The cold wind and snow are still cold, and the dark sea is unremitting.

But in this world where Mu Pianfeng is located, it is like a country of falling demon fire.

With a light bang, Mu Pianfeng screamed, and a blood bubble the size of a fist bulged on his face, and then it cracked open instantly.

The scorching high temperature, the terrifying feather-clothed demon fire kept beating his body. The water and fire were invisible, and the fire was invisible and heavy. At this moment, it was so gentle that it seemed that even the momentum was gone.

Although it was slapping, the fire feathers burning with blood were extremely gentle and disappeared into his body.

Mu Pianfeng also had more and more blood blisters on his face, hands and bodies, as if he was burned by high temperatures and fires.

Each one exploded and burst out blood plasma.

A large amount of demon fire and demonic power gushed out of the plasma, and Mu Pianfeng's body began to quickly shrivel and lose water, first withered and yellow, then charred.

When he was dying, his eyes beads that were almost bulging out of his eyes were staring at Ling Tiansu's external incarnation with resentment, and said hoarsely: "Feathered...blood."

Yu Yixue, the Divine Emperor Demon Vein.

Ten thousand feathers can burn mountains and rivers, and subdue immortals and demons! Conquer the world!

Although the blood feathers condensed from Ling Tiansu's incarnation at this moment were only a hundred feathers, it was more than enough to kill him.

Click.

The Mu Pie weathered into coke on the ground, and the black book marks from the tiger's mouth floated up, as if they were a master's consciousness and rushed to Mu Lianzhuo's body, who had been occupied and shocked.

Mu Ziyou's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Luo Qingyi squatted down at some point, putting her palm on the dark sea surface, and her face looked very ugly.

The thunder sword talisman in Ling Tiansu's hand had completed the last stroke. The sky was majestic, the ten-wheeled thunder talisman array was stacked and layered, and nine blue swords hung from all sides.

As a big sword fell, the ten-wheeled thunder talisman formation fell like the sky and the stars fell, and they all rushed towards Jimo Spider Yin.

Jimo Lanze's eyes were red, and he rushed forward to pull Ling Tiansu's arm: "Don't hurt my little emperor, he was just occupied by the Yin Demon! He did not intend to be an enemy of you!"

Ling Tian Su Wangruo had not heard of it, his eyes were cold, his arms were raised, and the last round of the dark blue light sword that had not fallen down from the sky fell into his palm.

He raised his sword and slashed it down. The black dead sea behind Jimo Spider Yin was divided into two by the sword energy. Luo Qingyi stopped observing and turned to pick up the Ziyou and avoided the side.

The sword light fell down with a bang.

In the vast thunder lightning, the huge black shadow wrapped in Jimo spider's shade was divided into two and made a tragic roar.

The black shadows were like fog, scattered among the embers of the thunder fire sword and wind.

When Jimo Lanze saw this scene in front of him, he felt dizzy and could not stand steadily. She pulled Ling Tiansu's fingers and was almost embedded in his flesh. Tears were flowing in his eyes, destroying the noble temperament of the handsome and divine posture of Young Master Shuangrong cleanly.

She was like a crazy female leopard, and she rushed up and hung on Ling Tiansu's body and bitten: "You killed the uncle of the little emperor, I will bite you to death!"

Ling Tiansu wanted to kill this stupid woman with one palm, but Young Master Shuangrong's body was the white moonlight in Yue'er's heart, and he could not destroy it no matter how hard he said.

If you are not able to beat him, the princess's IQ may not be able to understand if she scolds her. Ling Tiansu had no choice but to hang it from this guy on his body and walk to the side of the Thunder Fire Ember, and said in a whisper: "Hey, if you are not dead, just make a sound to calm the disaster."

Jimo Lanze was clearly covered in wounds, with blood ticking, and was still energetic like an octopus wrapped around Ling Tiansu, holding his shoulder, biting, crying and making a fuss.

With Ling Tiansu's strength now, how could he be injured by her bite?

"Cough cough..." A hoarse cough came from the fog of smoke and dust.

Jimo Lanze's body stiffened.

The smoke dissipated, and Jimo's spider-yin was surrounded by the undispersed black air. His black robe had been blown away by the thunder and sword wind just now. His pale skin was covered with traces of sewing. One of his legs and both arms were broken into corpses and fell into gravels.

His breath was as if the spirit body might dissipate at any time, but his expression was still as calm and indifferent as ever. Seeing his niece hanging on Ling Tiansu’s body, he pulled open his white robe several times, exposing his shoulders and half of his chest.

Ling Tiansu had no choice but to pull his clothes back and cover them up again, but what was received was the seventh princess who insisted on tearing him up again, and could not eat up his flesh and blood. It seemed as if he could not help but pull down his clothes and tear him to pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Those who know this thought that she was in grief and hatred to avenge her uncle.

If you don’t know, you might think that the resentful woman who had been empty in the courtyard of the deep palace for a long time was like a hungry person, and you would like to solve the handsome young man on the spot.
Chapter completed!