The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

"Master, why are you alright?" Long Qingcheng asked curiously.

From Xiao Zhe's explosive power, she didn't feel that his aura was weakening.

Xiao Zhe smiled and said, "Maybe it's because of the spiritual power of medicine."

Then, Xiao Zhe mobilized his own strength.

Immediately, both hands formed seals.

His spear suddenly turned into a stream of light, breaking the seal barrier.

　 "go!"

Xiao Zhe grabbed Long Qingcheng's hand, and escaped through the gap in an instant.

The main body of the Night Stalker spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his aura also weakened a bit.

　 "Stinky boy, you escaped!"

That was the last resort he released by burning his own soul.

In this way, Xiao Zhe cannot be stopped yet.

It seems that if you want to kill him, you can only wait until he walks out of this sealed place in person.

After seeing Xiao Zhe come out, Tan Yushan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Brother Xiao, where is the Night Lord?"

　 "died."
Without waiting for Xiao Zhe to speak, Long Qingcheng glanced at his mouth and took the conversation.

The spirit returned to her body, and her strength was restored.

Xiao Nizi was very emotional at the moment, and she was just a little short of being fooled by the Night Stalker.

If her power disappears, she will never be able to get out of Tong Le's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhe was not affected in the slightest.

The method of the night lord is really extraordinary.

Even though she is a dragon, the power of her soul is far beyond that of ordinary people, she almost capsized the boat.

Seeing Tan Yushan's surprised look, Xiao Zhe smiled and said: "It's just a ray of spirit, the real Night Lord is still sealed somewhere."

　 "Brother Xiao, do you know where his seal is?" Tan Yushan asked with a frown.

It is really a misfortune for monks from other worlds that such a devil survives in this world.

His power is too weird, if he is controlled by that devil, he might make some crazy moves.

Xiao Zhe shook his head, Tan Yushan had no choice but to sigh, and said: "This Night Lord, I am afraid that sooner or later he will become a catastrophe in another world."

　 "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Xiao Zhe spread his hands and said with a smile: "As long as he dares to come out, kill him."

Hearing this, Tan Yushan's eyes were slightly demented, and then he smiled wryly: "This devil's heart is not dead, and he still has a breath. It's not easy to kill him."

　 "I don't know how terrifying this devil's cultivation has reached."
Xiong Zhengyang also frowned, his face full of worry.

　 "How much does Mr. Xiong know about the Night Demon Lord?" Xiao Zhe asked.

Xiong Zhengyang smiled wryly, and said: "I don't know much about this old man, I only know that the Night Demon Lord, when he was sealed, was at the cultivation level of the god-distracting state."

　 "The state of distraction is nothing special." Xiao Zhe said with a light smile.

Xiong Zhengyang was full of embarrassment, as if he had been offended.

There is no way, they are monsters.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions slightly, and said: "Brother Xiao must not be careless, he was only in the distraction realm back then, and he can still guarantee that the devil's heart will not be extinguished under the combined actions of the ancestors of several major forces." .”

　 Although Xiong Zhengyang's words were unclear, Xiao Zhe still understood the meaning of his words.

But it doesn't matter, his true identity is the Immortal Emperor, how could he be afraid of a little devil.

Even though hundreds of years have passed, no matter how diligent his cultivation is, Xiao Zhe has no fear at all.

It seems that he still has to work hard to improve his cultivation.

A hundred years is a long time to this other world.

At that time, Xiong Zhengyang's way had not been accomplished, and he was not qualified to participate in these things.

One thing he can be sure of is that the cultivation base of this demon will never reach the highest level.

Otherwise, let alone a mere seal.

I'm afraid he himself has escaped the control of the other world and stepped into the higher world.

　 "Master, is there really nothing we can do about this Night Stalker?" Li Ziyuan looked towards Xiong Zhengyang and asked.

Xiong Zhengyang looked up at the sky, looked at the big sun hanging in the sky, and said: "The reason why the sun is bright is because it has risen high."

Just such a nonsensical remark, but everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Zhe.

With contempt in his eyes, Xiao Zhe glanced at the crowd and said, "It's none of my business. I came to another world to save people."

What a joke, he is too lazy to do such a useless thing.

Working hard or something, isn't it self-inflicted, and it's not as happy as being happy with your wives in the city.

Anyway, the secular world is suppressed by the power of the Dao, no matter how strong the night lord is, he can never enter the secular world.

The premise is that the Night Stalker should not provoke him.

Otherwise, Xiao Zhe will definitely let him know what cruelty is.

The mere demon heart, if it is destroyed, he does not believe that this guy can still be immortal.

　 "Hee hee, I agree with the master's opinion. After we save people, we will return to the secular world and never ask about the affairs of this other world."

Long Qingcheng's beautiful eyes flowed, a group of old guys wanted his master to work hard, it was shameless.

Xiong Zhengyang originally thought that it was impossible for Xiao Zhe to return to the secular world, only because of the suppression of his cultivation by the power of the Dao.

But Tan Yushan whispered a few words in his ear, and his old face became abnormally distorted.

Xiong Zhengyang coughed lightly, and said, "Brother Xiao, if you have a way to go to the secular world, why not share it with me, so that we can avoid disaster."

　 "You can't learn my skills." Xiao Zhe said with a shrug.

He possesses the power of the Dao, so the world does not reject his existence.

But these monks do not have the power of the Dao, so they are naturally not tolerated by the world.

　 "Don't tell me!"

Xiong Zhengyang kicked Xiao Zhe's elbow with his arm, and said with a smile: "This matter is very important, brother Xiao, don't hide it, let alone we are our own people."

With a faint smile on the corner of Xiao Zhe's mouth, he still shook his head.

　 "That's it."

Xiong Zhengyang clung to Xiao Zhe's ear and said in a low voice: "You only tell me this method, the old man will give you more, how about finding some beautiful girls?"

　 "If it doesn't work, I'll find you all the beautiful girls in the whole other world, that's all right!"

　 "Ah, let go girl, it hurts!"

As soon as Xiong Zhengyang finished speaking, Long Qingcheng grabbed his ear.

In front of these many disciples, he, a powerhouse at the peak of the distraction state, was completely humiliated.

Poor those disciples, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they had to suppress it until their faces turned red.

Long Qingcheng gave Xiong Zhengyang a blank look, and snorted, "You are old and unscrupulous, how can those vulgar fans be worthy of my master."

　 "Yes, yes, what Miss Qingcheng said is true, it's all the old man's negligence."

Xiong Zhengyang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then smiled and said: "But that little girl from Qi Lingzong is not bad."

　 "Old guy, I didn't hear clearly, have the courage to say it again!"

At this moment, a ray of light flashed in Long Qingcheng's hand.

She was holding the immortal sword, which reflected Xiong Zhengyang's slightly aged face.

Suddenly, Long Qingcheng yelled, smiled kindly, and said: "The color of this sword is a bit dim, and it may need to be fed with blood."

　 "Well, ordinary monks are not qualified to feed fairy swords."

At this time, Long Qingcheng raised his beautiful eyes, looked at Xiong Zhengyang, and said with a smile: "The blood of the strong in the distraction realm should be good, why not try it?"

After saying that, Xiong Zhengyang broke into cold sweat on his back, waved his hands again and again, and said, "That! The old man didn't say anything just now. As for feeding the immortal sword, the old man is obviously inappropriate because of his age."

　 "That's it."

Long Qingcheng still didn't change his eyes, Xiong Zhengyang could be said to be stared at with horror.

After a while, Long Qingcheng exhaled lightly, and said: "Forget it, I think what you said is reasonable, your old bones are indeed not suitable for feeding fairy swords."

　 "Girl Qingcheng has the eyes to see the torch, I admire, admire." Xiong Zhengyang said with a dry smile.

A sigh, proving his helplessness.

After all, he is also a strong distraction, and this little girl doesn't give him any face.

He didn't even think about it, and threatened to find a woman for Xiao Zhe in front of others, which could be called a provocation of Chi Guoguo.

How could Long Qingcheng bear it? Her master belongs to her, and no one can take it away.

As for Huang Shanshan, forget it, she still appreciates her as a woman.

　 "Brother, you are making yourself unhappy." Tan Yushan said with a wry smile.

He even wondered if he, the sword master brother, was too confused, as if he had forgotten what happened last night.

He just mentioned a marriage with the Qi Lingzong, and was furiously scolded by this little girl, Long Qingcheng.

The lessons learned from the past are here, and there is still a taboo to be committed.

Xiong Zhengyang coughed in embarrassment, and said: "Okay, this matter is over, Junior Brother, don't mention it again."

Tan Yushan rolled his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhe.

Changing the subject, he said, "Brother Xiao, are you really helpless?"

The peak standing strength of the alien world is not even as good as before.

The only supreme being, that is, Feng Chenzi of the Dao Realm.

But that old guy doesn't have much lifespan, and he may not be the opponent of the Night Sorcerer.

Besides him, only Xiong Zhengyang can be regarded as a real strong man.

If the night lord breaks through and breaks out, no one in the other world can stop him.

For people like Qianhe Sword Sect, the best way is to hide in the secular world and accumulate strength in secret.

　 "It's not that my master doesn't help you, it's his methods. You really can't learn it."

Long Qingcheng frowned, and continued: "As old man Xiong said, we are also our own family, if we really have a way, we won't hide it."

Hearing this, Tan Yushan revealed a look of disappointment, and said, "If that's the case, we'll have no choice but to fight against the Night Demon Lord to the end."

"Senior brother, you are the only one with the most advanced cultivation in our Qianhe Sword Sect. If you can step into the Hedao Realm, you may not be the opponent of the Night Demon Lord." Tan Yushan turned his head and said.

Xiong Zhengyang shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "It's useless, I'm far behind this demon, even if I break through to the realm of harmony, I'm still no match for him."

　 "Are we just waiting to die?"

Tan Yushan frowned, and finally sighed again.

Death is not that terrible, especially for sword cultivators like them.

It's just that the night lord's methods are too weird, and they don't want to become someone else's puppets.

　 After saying that, Xiong Zhengyang looked at Xiao Zhe and said with a wry smile: "Brother Xiao, can you stay and help us."

Xiong Zhengyang also knew that this request of his was somewhat difficult, after all, it was an extremely dangerous thing.