Raiders White Moonlight Master

At the junction of the abyss and Tian'e City, strong winds howled, and vicious energy visible to the naked eye flowed around the Tongtian Monument.Compared with the previous visit, the evil spirit was heavier again, Immortal Yuwei hiccupped, and was about to rush in with an empty wine jug.

At the right time, a monk popped out from the corner, raised his arms to block Shen Baixing, "Brother, it's dangerous."

The drunken fairy frowned: "I'm not afraid."

His light brown eyes narrowed with a smile, and his long snow-white hair was draped behind him, reaching to his waist.The people who saw it seemed to feel the first ray of warm sun after the ice and snow melted, flowing into the monk's heart along Shen Baixing's face.

The heart was pounding behind the flesh, and the monk blocking the way stared at Shen Baixing in a daze, speechless.

"Fool." Shen Baixing muttered, pushed away the person in front, and ran into the abyss.

The scorching temperature came blowing towards his face with a fishy smell. After being drunk, Shen Baixing's throat tightened for a while, and he covered his mouth and squatted on the ground to vomit after not holding on for long.

The spotless white robe was stained by the black soil, and the unknown red flowers on the roadside grew tenaciously against the bloody wind and rain, with no leaves and buds standing alone on the branches.The sound of retching came and went in a corner, and Shen Baixing's eyes were red.

Tears fell on the eyelashes and were wiped off by the sleeves. Shen Baixing used a little bit of strength, and the skin around the eyes was rubbed red.He supported the stone and straightened up. After expelling the turbid air, his mind became clearer.

"Who?"

The patrolling soldiers heard the sound and pointed their weapons at Shen Baixing: "You are not a demon."

"Where is the demon?"

"Bold! Dare to be disrespectful to the Lord..."

"I said," Shen Baixing interrupted the soldier's scolding, his eyes were like blades, and his voice was cold, "Where is the devil?"

The moonlight cast a layer of blood on the abyss, and the reflection on the blade was bitterly cold.After a few clicks, the soldiers raised their weapons and swarmed towards Shen Baixing.

"You also pair up with me."

The coercion is released, like mountains pressing on everyone's shoulders, forcing them to bend their knees.Fingers released the weapons one by one, and with a few bangs, they knelt down in front of Immortal Yuwei.

"Where is the devil?"

The soldier opened his mouth and let out an incoherent ho-ho.

Shen Baixing: "Think before you speak, what will happen to lying."

The demons realized that they were not Shen Baixing's opponent at all, and poured out everything they knew: "The Lord is not in the Immortal Killing Palace right now, but in the Taikang Palace."

Shen Baixing is very familiar with the word "killing the immortal", but it was really caused by Ying Xuan's aftereffects, and the corners of his mouth tightened in an instant, "The devil's name is killing the immortal?"

"Yes."

Shen Baixing took a quick breath to calm the turbulent emotions in his heart.Even if he turns into ashes, he still remembers the title that Ying Xuan got in exchange for slaughtering the immortal sect. There will be such a coincidence in the world that the new demon king has exactly the same title as Ying Xuan, or is this person Ying Xuan?

Before he had time to think about it, he asked the direction of Taikang Palace and rushed over without stopping.

The residences of the Lord of the Abyss and the concubines in the harem are very different from other places, and Shen Bai was fortunate to be able to find them quickly.Just like the palace in the world, the abyss also has miscellaneous palace names. Shen Baixing stood on the roof of the Immortal Killing Palace, hoping to find the Taikang Palace.

Immortal Yuwei broke into the abyss, like clear water pouring into a swamp, and the pure breath was immediately captured by the people in a certain palace.Ying Xuan was in the high seat, watching Mojun and his little lover's disheveled clothes, tapping his fingers on the table, and said slowly: "He's here."

The Demon Lord's body hidden behind the quilt trembled.

"What are you afraid of? It is very useful for me to keep you, but I can't tell whether I am happy or worried when an acquaintance visits."

Ying Xuan said lightly, although the Demon Lord didn't have a few drops of ink in his belly, but it was a big matter in his head, so he said cautiously: "I, I can share your worries."

"Okay." Ying Xuan suddenly raised his voice, making the demon tremble with fright, and the little lover kept hiding behind his back.

Stepping up to the bed, Ying Xuan patted the other person's face, "There is no one like you around me."

Even in the face of praise, the Demon Lord seemed to be walking on a cliff, and his heart raised his throat, "... yes."

A blood moon hung in the night sky, and the mountains stretched across the abyss, casting countless grotesque shadows in the dark, like dormant monsters, waiting to move.

Hostile and resentful spirits came in groups like a tide towards the Immortal Killing Palace. Relying on their large numbers, they intended to devour Immortal Yuwei who broke in alone.The unique body of pure spirit naturally clashes with the abyss, Wanggui emerges from the void, nails to the ground with a clang sound, and the hilt of the sword trembles in the aftermath of the impact.

The evil spirit was as thick and black as splashed ink, and it swept in front of Shen Baixing in an instant.Pulling out the long sword with the palm of his hand, the spiritual power crazily wrapped around the blade, and a phoenix prototype was condensed at the tip.The stronger the evil spirit became, the more red the color of the phoenix bone became. Finally, it seemed as if it was about to burn, and huge wings grew out with a splash.

Under Shen Baixing's command, Wang Gui set off a hot wind of stellar qi, burst into a sharp cry, and pierced towards the place where the evil qi was the strongest.

boom--!

The two groups collided with energy, biting and writhing each other.The fire of the phoenix will not cause harm to people with pure and kind minds. Once it encounters the evil spirit Rakshasa, as long as its mana does not exceed Shen Baixing, it will be stronger if it is strong, like wildfire, burning to the edge of the crack in an instant.

Plants, rocks, and even Xiaowang Lake were covered with a layer of raging flames, and in the flames, wraiths and beasts struggled to escape with hideous faces.But how can the fire with the power of purification be so easy to ask for it? You have to burn blood and bones, and the hostility is completely gone before you will give up.

The fire burned more and more vigorously, attracting all the powerful generals from the abyss.The soldiers ran into the Taikang Palace in embarrassment, and knelt down at Ying Xuan's feet, "The next life is coming, the subordinates can't resist it, please help the Lord."

Ying Xuan pointed his chin in the direction of the bed, "The lord you should ask for help is there."

The devil put on his clothes indiscriminately, and when he got out of bed, he almost tripped over the hem of his clothes and fell down. He grabbed Ying Xuan's sleeves and said, "Your servant is definitely invincible."

"Don't worry, Yuwei won't kill you."

"The minister's magic power is not enough, it is better to send other people..."

"Deaf?" The Immortal Killer revealed a gloomy look, and knocked on the finger bone of the Demon Lord with his folding fan, watching the latter loosen his sleeves as if on fire, and said slowly: "If you don't go, you will stay in Taikang Palace for the rest of your life. Until old age dies."

The Demon Lord was forced to lower his head, "...the minister will do as I wish."

Seeing the ashen faces of the two, Ying Xuan said again: "I still have important things to do, if Yuwei hasn't left before I come back, I will help you."

The blood seeped through the thin window paper, the two got up from the floor, cupped their hands at Ying Xuan, turned and walked towards the door.

"You all remember, outside, the owner of Killing Immortal Palace has never been this seat."

Ying Xuan's tone was so calm that he disappeared in the Taikang Palace in an instant.He tore through the barrier of the abyss with one fan, and when he landed, he ran into a person from the fairy gate who was on duty.

Even the most common folding fan is a powerful weapon in Ying Xuan's hands. He stared at the monks who surrounded him, and a cold light flashed through his fingertips, killing everyone present.

If you see the flowers grow behind themselves, the roots penetrate into the flesh and blood, and the corpse will be turned into a thin piece of skin after a few breaths.The strong wind blew by, and the blood disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

In the abyss, Shen Baixing paused in raising his sword, just now, he suddenly felt Ying Xuan's aura.When I wanted to search again, the breath had already disappeared.

Da Da's footsteps came from all directions, behind the rocks in the corridor, a man in a black robe and a pearl crown came walking quickly.When he saw Shen Baixing, his feet trembled unconsciously when he went down the steps. It was only after the soldiers who followed him reminded him that he could restrain himself from kneeling due to this disparity in strength.

The flames of the phoenix spread and scorched the demon king's robes. The accompanying generals saw it and made a decisive decision, cutting the robes with a swipe of their palms.

The man in white stood intact in the center of the fire, his face half-shrouded in smoke, he forgot to return a step away from him, and quietly plunged into the ground.If the heart-piercing howls of the demons were discarded, it would be a very beautiful scene.Yuwei Xianjun lowered her eyelashes, her cold white side face was clear-cut, her eyebrows gradually narrowed at the end, her pair of phoenix eyes were calm, and she looked at all living beings coldly, incomparably sacred.Just standing far away gave birth to the ethereal feeling that he wanted to ride the wind back at any time.

The god was finally willing to cast his eyes on others, "Are you the Immortal Killer?"

"Yes."

"Why this name?"

Sweeping his gaze over his body, "Slaughtering Immortal Lord" felt a tremor that hit his soul directly.The coercion unique to the saints stretches out tentacles around to test the truth of every sentence. The huge oppression makes people feel that they will be crushed from the inside out at the moment of lying.

The tragic death of the previous demon king is vivid in my mind, and Ying Xuan's cruel methods let the demon king know that even if he reveals Ying Xuan's identity and escapes the encounter with Yuwei Xianjun, he will definitely not see Ying Xuan when he returns to the abyss The Blood Moon on the second night of the Abyss.

Perhaps, lying to Shen Baixing is the only way for him to survive.

Even though he was afraid in his heart, the Demon Lord tried his best to maintain the majesty that the Lord of the Abyss should have, even though this majesty seemed ridiculous to Shen Baixing.

He said: "The courtiers drew up a zhangzi Zunzi, and I saw the word "killing the immortal" pleasing to the eye. Although the immortal is the master of the past, the abyss is the territory of the demons after all, and I don't feel like rushing into others. Is your family very rude?"

"I thought it was obvious what I was doing."

"The existence of the demon race has its own reasons, and the immortal monarch interferes in vain..."

"You're lying." Shen Baixing looked straight at the Demon Lord and said affirmatively.

Force is not enough, and the idea of ​​trying to dissuade Shen Baixing with words is also interrupted, but seeing the aggressiveness of Yuwei Xianjun, "You still have a chance to speak."

……

Tian'e City.

Shan Yuan walked into the wine shop under the eyes of ordinary people, his huge figure fully occupied the entire gate, blocking the incoming sunlight.In the backlight, the shopkeeper looked at the beast, and the silver in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Bring here your best wine."

Thinking of the master who was still waiting for the wine in the reincarnation, Shan Yuan bought the wine without stopping, spread his snow-white wings, and rushed to the blue sky.The pedestrians on the long street gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a little bit the size of a sesame seed. The whole city was revealed in the field of vision.

The danger was caught off guard, and a black streak appeared across the sky on the snow-white mountain top, blocking Shan Yuan's way forward.

Ying Xuan stepped on the clouds and mists, staring at the giant beast in front of him.

Shan Yuan felt as if he was facing a great enemy, he thought that the danger implied by the way of heaven was the Immortal Killer.As if to confirm what they thought, or maybe the Dao of Heaven deliberately mixed in, and when they started, they vigorously attracted purple thunder all over the sky.

Bite, thunder, and spirits of the abyss gathered on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the waves they set off ripped through the void.A certain force was pulling Shan Yuan's soul fragments, peeling him off from the scarred Shen Erbai.

Consciousness was floating and sinking, only the chest was still beating tenaciously, pounding loudly.Amidst the muffled sound, Shan Yuan fell into a bizarre world. He felt that he had become a seed buried in the moist soil. The thunderstorm came as promised in spring, and he was trying to awaken the mission of being a seed—to germinate and break through the ground.

A big battle in Kunlun Mountain shocked China.

Seeing that Shen Baixing was about to pry the answer out of the devil's mouth, Shen Baixing felt a sudden pain in his heart.The barrier on the Tongtian Monument swayed, and a ray of sunset broke into the abyss along the gap, illuminating the place where the phoenix fire had never set foot.

Through the crack, Shen Baixing saw dark clouds covering the sun, lightning and thunder.A huge vortex appeared in the sky, and countless black vines entangled into flowers covering the sky, moving towards the abyss.

The divine consciousness stretched out into the abyss overwhelmingly, and Shen Baixing saw what the "flower" was. It was not a dark cloud, but a turbulent hostile spirit.

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