Chapter 42 Demon Princess

The fifth floor of Hongri Demon Cave.

At the entrance is a high platform, with a strong demonic aura permeating. Xuanyuan took the lead and rushed to the edge of the platform. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was shocked.

Yan Ziyun, Gu Xing, and a group of true disciples who were following Xuanyuan were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.

The real blood flows and the pestle is floating, and the remains of corpses are everywhere.

Countless corpses of humans and demons were lying on the ground, including Yasha that Xuanyuan and the others had not encountered. They had black scales all over their bodies. At first glance, they were obviously very defensive, at least the demons with the power of the King of Fighting.

It was piled up densely. In the distance, Feng Ridge rode a dragon-scale horse and was fighting with a man holding a battle axe in his hand.

The black and gray fighting spirit collided violently together. Fengli held a spear in his hand. This spear was called "Feng Spirit Gun". It is a top-grade ground weapon with extremely powerful power. With the cooperation of Fengli's magical powers, the attack and killing technique was fully reflected.

When Wu Ming saw this scene, he could not hide his shock. He was indeed Feng Lie, the true disciple of the "Doulong Immortal Palace". Although Feng Lie is only ranked thirty-three among the true disciples of the "Doulong Immortal Palace", he is the youngest among the true disciples and is very popular with many elders of the "Doulong Immortal Palace".

Wu Ming also knew that Yuehua Mén was under the "Dragon Fighting Talisman" issued by Fengli. This time, he came to encircle and suppress Hongri Demon Cave. He found this place. Many people knew it, so he found it.

At almost at this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Wu Ming's mind. Although he was from the Yin family, he was not practicing the Yin family's magical powers, and their identities were kept secret. Wu Ming was not afraid of his identity. Maybe there was something to do!

In the distance, I heard that a man holding a battle axe and looking extremely majestic, was killed by Feng Jian and retreated step by step. Behind this man were ten people in black robes. These people were ghosts of the demon clan, and they could use fighting spirit to display magical powers to sacrifice and summon.

At this moment, ten ghosts surrounded an altar full of patterns, and the huge fighting spirit on their bodies condensed into marks and penetrated into the altar.

"Hmph, ghost war, you are all going to die today. You dare to kill the people of our human race when I was in charge of the inspector. Today you will definitely die one by one." Feng Lie was extremely domineering, holding a two-meter-long "Wind Spirit Gun" jīdàng, with black hair flying, murderous intent on his handsome face, and two sword eyebrows entered his temples, making Feng Lie look heroic and unstoppable.

"Wind Rift, don't bully people too much. If my demon tribe wants to kill the people under your jurisdiction, there will definitely be more than one casualty. You should understand that sometimes it is impossible for us to control all the demon tribes who have lost their intelligence. It is like you human tribes often enter here and hunt them. Don't be too domineering." The strong man named Ghost War vomited a mouthful of blood and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, if you are not my race, your heart will be different. If you don't stay in your Demon State, avoid the plot in the underground of the East Prefecture of our human race, you dare to make a fuss. Don't think I don't know if you are delaying time. I think you can delay it until when!" Feng Lie was aggressive, his black hair raised, and the dragon scale horse under his crotch sniffed, two flames spewed out of his nostrils, and four hooves stepped on, and a wild rush was rolled up. The two fighting spirits of wind and fire gathered together, and the power was swept towards the ghost war.

The black fighting spirit of Gui Zhan's body surged out, and the battle axe in his hand slashed out one after another, resisting the wind crack. However, at this moment, a shocking blood light rushed out from the altar behind Gui Zhan, and ten ghosts screamed:

"Bloody sacrifices, summons the projection! Lead the eldest princess!"

Standing on the platform, Xuanyuan looked down at all this clearly, clearly saw countless human demons, Yasha, and their bodies inexplicably burned. Their blood penetrated into the ground, leaving only bright and powerful inner elixirs. Xuanyuan's eyes shone and immediately ordered Wu Ming:

"Wu Ming, hurry up and collect all these inner alchemy for me. This is all money."

Wu Ming had no choice but these inner alchemy could indeed be sold for a large amount of money. If it were exchanged for himself, he would not have missed it. However, now he has been plundered, and it can only be Xuanyuan's.

From Wu Ming's palm, the huge Dou Qi gathered into a huge vortex, turning into a huge suction force, sucking the inner alchemy that was lying quietly on the ground, and counting it. There were 120 human demon inner alchemy in the Dou Kuang realm and eight Yasha inner alchemy in the Dou King realm. This is indeed a huge fortune.

Feeling the movement of the fighting spirit, Feng Li turned around and saw Xuanyuan leading a group of true disciples of Yuehua Mén to come here, and quickly ordered:

"Xuanyuan, please let them retreat quickly and exit the Hongri Demon Cave. Your mission has been completed. This is not a place you can come."

Xuanyuan calmly put the inner elixir into the fighting ring and said:

"Zi Yun, you and Gu Xing will leave with them. I have Wu Ming's protection. It's okay, I want to see here."

Yan Ziyun jumped directly to Gu Xing without any nonsense. She knew that Xuanyuan would never do something unsure, so she gave an order:

"retreat!"

The true disciples who came here were all powerful people with the strength of Dou Kuang realm, but obviously they were not enough. Wu Ming had reached the peak of Dou King, so there was no problem in protecting Xuanyuan. On the one hand, the distance was also very far.

The entire altar trembled almost at this moment.

An extremely terrifying aura emanated, and even Xuanyuan and Wu Ming, who were standing at the entrance, felt this aura.

"Doudi, this is the breath of Doudi." Wu Ming roared in a low voice: "Go away quickly, it will be too late if you don't leave. Even if this is just a projection of Doudi, I can't resist it."

Xuanyuan waved his hand, with a serious face and said:

"What are you afraid of? Young Master Fengliu didn't run away. We are still so far away, so there will be no problem."

From the altar, countless talismans were entangled, and blood light soared into the sky. Finally, a figure of a nvzi was condensed. The nvzi was dressed in red flames, with long flame-like hair flying, and a beautiful face flowing with endless charm and charm. A snow-white xiōng xikan was held high, and a black magic lotus bloomed at its mouth, giving people a very strange feeling. A pair of straight and slender yùtuǐ dots in the air, which was fascinating.

A power of the illusionist mind spread out. Wu Ming was not afraid of this power. Instead, Xuanyuan was not strong enough. For a moment, he fell into endless illusions, and his body was entangled in his body, and he was breathing heavily and charming Xuanyuan.

However, at this moment, the Qingxin Pei in Xuanyuan's body suddenly shook, with a crisp bang, Qingxin Pei exploded into pieces and turned into a clear stream to rush towards Xuanyuan's brain. Xuanyuan woke up almost at this moment, and his heart was shocked:

"What kind of magic skill is this!"

However, at this moment, Feng Lie was still holding the "Wind Spirit Gun" and sitting on the dragon scale horse, with black hair flying, looking at the nv in front of him, and said coldly:

"The eldest princess of the Demonic Dynasty, although you have reached the realm of Doudi, this is just a projection of Doudi. What can you do to me?"

However, just as Feng Jian finished speaking, a very cute child walked out of Shi Da. He looked as cute as a porcelain doll and had a delicate figure. However, the Saint Peak in front of Shi Da was even more plump than Shi Da. His eyes were watery, full of sincerity and purity. He wore a pure black robe to wrap his wonderful body, with a slender waist and raised his figure perfectly outlined. This child is the standard child's loli, which makes people feel hostile to her.

"Sister, there are so many warriors from our demons here. They are so pitiful." This porcelain doll-like nv child is as big as Xuanyuan, and his voice is soft and weak, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"Well, xiǎo, I will lend you a fight for fire." The nv child, who was called xiǎo, was called xiǎo, and from his projection, a flame floated out and merged into Shi Da's body.

"The master is actually the demon princess. The 'Ten Thousand Body' has mastered several types of fighting fire, and a generation of refining masters." The wind crack, which was originally extremely proud, changed drastically at this moment, and the two pairs of people suddenly clamped, and the wind-type fighting spirit in the whole body rolled up, and the dragon scale horse immediately ran back and ran back.

"Hmph, Feng Crack, you are too eager. Although I have just entered the realm of Doudi, a projection is enough to deal with you." Shi Da's face was cold and his arms were raised. He saw his slender five fingers spread open, and from his fingertips, the five fingers thick Dou Qi condensed the thin and invisible fire threads towards the wind Crack that had retreated all the way. {Piao Tianwen www.PiaoTian.com Thanks to all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
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