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"Well, anyway, I'm going to get rid of your evil today!" Tian Zhong stepped on the clouds, his white hair flying.

Said: "Brother Li, now is the battle to destroy the devil, you and I must join hands.

"It's natural." Nan Feng was silent.

Bai Cheng's purple figure showed purple light all over his body, the pupils originally filled with this red light and black light gradually converged, and then a deeper purple light appeared.

Light footsteps, along with his footsteps every time he falls, magic will condense into a magical cloud under its feet.

"Would you like to join hands?"

boom!

The vast waves filled the sky above Ming City, and the fiery and violent aura that was originally full of magical spirits quietly retreated at this moment.

But this made both Tianzhong's father and Nanfeng more vigilant. There is also a little light condensation in the eyes.

The sky under Bai Cheng's feet, the indifferent pupils are all icy cold, and the magical clouds surging under his feet.

The terrifying tumbling sound like Jiang Tao, the rumbling spread, shocked the heart.

A pair of red-black and a pair of light purple eyes quietly stared at the heavy face of the father in the sky and the south wind.

Under such a calm gaze, both of them felt their scalps numb, their hearts were trembling, and their hearts were surging.

"I thought you two would fight me together. All I can say is, impossible." Bai

Cheng's slender palms stretched out, suddenly clenched together, and his voice was gentle. out of his mouth.

The red black suddenly appeared like a rolling tide, and its power was much stronger than before.

"What's the matter?" Tianxiang your two faces changed, seeing this more and more surging magic.

"Brother, what the hell is this?" It was the four disciples of the Sword Palace in the sky who swept the four charms.

It's just embarrassing one by one, the road cloak is broken, the blood is infected, and the fairy sword light in his hand is also a little dim.

"What are you doing here?" Nan Feng looked at them and murmured. Under the shallow cultivation of the four of them, the only way out is death.

"Okay." The four of them looked a little embarrassed, one of them was stunned, and said under the gaze of Nanfeng: "Tell my brother, the family in Tianzhong suffered heavy casualties, and the survivors are full of fleeing people, and now the rest are those abominations the devil.

"What?" Tianzhong's father let out a bleak cry, and immediately cast his eyes to the bottom.

"It was he who absorbed the power of the devil below!" Nan Feng turned down, with an extremely ugly face.

"It's too late to find out now, you have to die." Bai Cheng indifferently looked at the gloomy faces of several water-like people, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a teasing way.

In the sky, full of roaring magical air, in this terrible magic, there is a ray of purple light, and there is a figure in the purple light.

Purple hair, purple clothes, 823 purple sword, one red-black purple eye, one pupil without any emotional color, looking at the opposite of several people.

"What a big dog!" he said, "I don't know how big it is! You are the one to die, you devil!

A sword light swept past quickly, but was shot by a disciple of the Chengtian Sword Palace, which was blown by the south wind.

Bai Cheng's indifferent eyes narrowed slightly, watching the sword in awe as it approached the disciples of Chengtiangong, with a playful expression, not only did he not show any signs of grasping, but he did not even lift his eyelids.

Z!

Just as the light of the sharp sword approached Bai Cheng, a purple shadow flashed in front of Bai Cheng's body like a ghost, and the purple light of the palm appeared.