Don't suck me, I'm not sweet {wear book}

Chapter 80

Wei Yang fought with the "Road Dao" in mid-air for a long time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Although Lu Dao probably stayed away from them because of fear, but after fighting long-distance for so long, and controlling the large-output Dragon Slaying Saber to suppress the entire Changli Palace, it is impossible for him to be completely exhausted.

The more invulnerable the more abnormal.

Wei Yang dodged a high-speed rotating red formation, which was purely a subconscious reaction. When the next attack came, he squinted his eyes and forced himself to go up—the red formation bounced away instead, obviously not wanting to meet him .

Wei Yang was silent for a moment, his eyes cold.

Le Rang not far away frowned: "Not good."

He immediately pushed the little fat mirage into the fish bubble to hide his whereabouts, turned around and grabbed the ink spoon to dodge.

The invisible spiritual power rushed over, Le Rang stood in front of Mo Shao, was hit in the back, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

This palm was very powerful, and due to inertia, the two of them flew out in mid-air, Mo Shao supported him to stabilize the two of them, and shouted: "Xianjun!"

Le Rang's body froze, and in the next second there was a sound of tearing silk in the air, and the ink spoon grabbed him to dodge.

"Take the hatchet." Wei Yang Yunling struck, as if he was angry at being trapped in someone else's illusion, his moves were very merciless, and because of the delay, he wanted to make a quick decision, ignoring the snake behind him.

Mo Shao led Le Rang to block and fight back, Le Rang suppressed his big move in a muffled voice, his pupils locked on the place behind his back, and after a long time of brewing, he shouted loudly: "Get up!"

Wei Yang felt a sudden gust of wind behind him, and the familiar aura overwhelmingly suppressed him. Before he could turn his head, his sharp teeth bit into his shoulder with astonishing force.

He paused, turned his head, and met the red snake eyes.

Violent snake venom poured into his spiritual veins frantically, and he could not move his shoulders. He raised his other hand and touched the huge thousand-year-old red snake that had shown its original shape. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "So you are so big!" gone."

For thousands of years, he hasn't seen her in her original form. He only remembers her as a small snake with a tail like a loach, coiled around his wrist like a string of red bracelets.

Over there, Le Rang coughed up blood, and was relieved to see Wei Yang being bitten by a huge red snake and unable to move.Mo Shao grabbed his waist with one hand to support him, and made up the knife in time with the other. Yun Ling rubbed a wave of spiritual power and hit him.

Wei Yang couldn't dodge it, but when the spiritual power of the ink spoon reached his eyes, it was suddenly bounced away by a stronger spiritual power. Le Rang's pupils shrank for a moment, and he took the ink spoon and the little fat mirage in the fish bubble with him backhand. Hou Fei: "Stay away from him, something is wrong!"

"Hong'er, well done, this is what I owe you." Wei Yang's body surface showed black lines, he reluctantly turned his head and rubbed the red snake trapped in the illusion, and used a stronger The hallucinations interfered with the sea of ​​consciousness of the red snake.The two illusions overlapped, the pupils of the red snake kept expanding and shrinking, and the sea of ​​consciousness became more and more chaotic, and it was on the verge of madness and insanity.

"Be obedient, let go of the master."

The red snake suddenly pulled its sharp teeth from his shoulders, blood spattered lightly, and black hostility wrapped around its body.

Covering its eyes with unraised hands, it ordered like a lover: "Sleep."

As expected, the Red Snake closed its eyes, and the prototype faded away, transforming into a human figure covered in scales.The black mist supported her to suspend in mid-air, and her unraised fingertips caught a strand of her hair and broke it between her fingers: "I'm leaving."

In an instant, the black air exploded, and his human form collapsed, transforming into a huge dragon form.He stomped on the world with the horned dragon's body, his appearance was gentle and clean, but his origin was still the dark soul of the candle dragon, the filthy soul that fell from a god to a demon.Thousands of years ago, this group of souls demonized and broke the pillar of the sky, but at that time, they were trapped in unwillingness and rebellion. This time, the fallen demon was calm and serene.

It's just a transaction and a task, offering the last loyalty to the old master.The ashes of the year are scattered, and the ashes will be revived at the last moment, or the demon god will live forever.

The black air exploded, Le Rang and his group of three hid in the fish bubble to defend against the barrier, Mo Shao's eyes barely opened a crack, and saw that the dragon was getting bigger and bigger, its silvery white body covered in thick black mist , the scales turned from silvery white to bright red.

From the Changli Palace in the distance, there was the sound of warring swords and swords, and a flaming long knife also wrapped in black mist whizzed towards the demonized dragon.

But there was still a comatose red move in the black mist, the Dragon Slaying Saber bypassed her, froze for an extremely short moment, and the candle dragon fell from midair to the ground.

The huge dragon-body meteor crashed into the ground like a pitch-black giant bullet.

The sound of the dragon's roar was earth-shattering, the barrier on the ground of the demon capital was shattered, and the three-party guardian suppression array collapsed.

The surface of the magic city made a sound that made everyone's heart palpitate, and two huge cracks were opened vertically and horizontally.This place seems to have turned into a crater, and black gas is gushing out.

Wen Nong sat on the ice for reinforcement, and felt that the immortal cultivators sealed in the ice were not so noisy. He poked a small hole with his index finger, and leaned over to see what was going on inside.I saw a bunch of immortal cultivators shivering from the cold in the Tai Chi formation, those with cultivation levels were able to protect themselves from the cold, those with weak cultivation levels reported to the group for warmth, and a few who seemed to be forced to make up the numbers were complaining, and the quarrel escalated as they talked , turned into scolding.

Wen Nong lost interest. Seeing that they had lost their fighting power, he jumped off the ice city and headed for the gap in the barrier, preparing to join the big team.

The gap over there has been repaired by about half of everyone's crazy output, and Bucktooth is so tired that his hands have turned into claws, and Tianma has also learned to patch, and he just rubs against Bucktooth, and the latter is already numb.

Wen Nong teleported to Lu Dao's side: "How is Changli Hall?"

Lu Dao barely watched the situation over there through the Dragon Slaying Saber, blinked and said: "Zhulong found out that he has found his way, and he is hitting them with ink spoons."

"Need support?"

"Not for the time being." Lu Dao narrowed his eyes, "Mo Shao's body... seems to have some dragon energy on it, so it won't be disturbed by hallucinations. As long as he cooperates well with Le Rang, he can still deal with Zhulong. If not, I will use the knife when I have time Kill Candle Dragon and continue to suppress."

"What about the red move?"

Lu Dao patched: "She, she hasn't woken up yet." He shook his head, "She's sunk so deep, it's not easy to get out of that illusion."

"How about the ancient demon?"

A red spiritual flow flashed across Lu Dao's pupils: "The turmoil is gradually intensifying. My strength has not weakened, it is the one—"

He glanced at Suzaku who was mending the barrier on the other side and said nothing. Wen Nong understood that the white tiger was unable to support itself and was on the verge of exhaustion.

Wen Nong wanted to go to the Demon City to help, to get rid of Zhulong and then suppress the ancient demon for a while: "You..."

But before this sentence was finished, a gust of wind blew in from outside, messing up everyone's hair.

Lu Dao's eyelids jumped and he looked forward. A young man in green shirt appeared on the border of the desolate fairy and demon, and the air around him surged.

He swept to the side of the ice city set up by Wen Nong, and the Wujiang sword came out of its sheath. It was a big move as soon as it came up. Countless sword shadows pierced through the air and slashed on the ice city mercilessly. Immediately there was a toothache sound. The sound of ice cracking.

The whole small ice city shattered from it, and the boundless sword energy quickly chopped down the ice wall. Within a few breaths, it was like a hailstorm fell here.

Xianxiu, who was trapped inside, was smashed head-on by an ice cube, and they blocked it one after another, thinking that the devil was going to kill him. When they took a closer look, Xianxiu's eyes, who were still concerned about eliminating demons and defending the way, lit up : "East Jane Immortal! You came at the right time! Please lead us to encircle and suppress—"

Before he finished speaking, the phantom of a Wujiang sword was lying in front of his eyes.

"Please withdraw to the inside of the fairy world." Dongjian announced coldly, "Now, withdraw immediately, and don't get close to the demon world."

"Dongjian you! Encirclement and suppression of demons is in line with the general trend of heaven! The demon world allows monsters to invade the immortal monarch. You don't help the guards of the same sect, and even meet with the guards of the same sect. You—"

"Those who still want to encircle and suppress the devil stand up, you can try to encircle me first." Dong Jian interrupted the early bird, and teleported to the not far from the barrier gap by himself, the Wujiang sword pierced the ground, and Ling Liu It rolled outward like a wild wave, and the strong wind blew the hem of everyone's clothes into the air.This arrogant handsome guy had no expression on his face: "Or I will encircle and suppress you."

So many of you are surrounded by me alone, just pretending like this.

Lu Dao let out a small "tss".

A group of immortal cultivators were forced to retreat by the powerful spiritual flow, and ran away in disgrace and cursing.

Dong Jian turned her head and looked at the stunned people in the demon world from outside the barrier.

He had a handsome face: "Lu Yan and Master asked me to help the Demon Realm."

"It's easy to say." Wen Nong clasped his fists in the enchantment, "But Xianjun, you have a spiritual flow all over your body, and that boundless sword shadow that makes people look scary... can you put it away first? Your own. By the way Why didn't Lu Yan and your master come together?"

He was relieved to see that Dong Jianxiu was so awesome, and he paid tribute to Lu Yan's waist, bull.

Dong Jian's face became darker, and the corners of his eyes and brows felt aggrieved and puzzled: "Him? He's logging."

Wen Nong was confused: "What?"

At this time, there was a terrifying dragon cry from the direction of the magic capital, Wen Nong was so shaken that his eyes were distorted for a moment, Bai Yaolanxiao and the others were so shocked that their eardrums bleed.

Lu Dao let out a suppressed roar from his throat, and a barrier he had just patched was broken by his carelessness.

Wen Nong immediately suppressed him in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Road Dao!"

Dong Jian, who was outside the demon world, raised his hand and pointed straight away. Wujiang Sword Shadow surrounded Ludao. Except for this sword, the other sword shadows unceremoniously poked Ludao into a hedgehog.

Lu Dao managed to regain his composure, his pupils were scarlet, he gasped and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and said hoarsely: "That guy f***ingly feeds on his body, I can't control it..."

"It's coming out soon."