Chapter 935: Demon

In the Brahma war situation, the drums of the war broke out, killing and shaking the sky, and the third protector of the magic palace, the Moon Weaver Girl, died in battle and alarmed all parties.
In three battles, the Sun, Moon, and Stars felt that the moonweaver's breath gradually disappeared, and their eyes looked over, shocked and shocked.
"You, you deserve to die!"
Yue Yaozong returned to his mind, his face made up for the killing, and a horror repair broke out.
In the battle situation, the Lord of the Celestial Pavilion, the two left and right guardians of the law, the sense of death, the body was cold.
Flew across the body, the magic moon was empty, and the three strong Ningyuan blocked the move. With a bang, they flew out together.
Spilled blood fell from the sky, and the three men who made up the sky looked at the person in front, and their faces were shocked.
"All of you burial for her!"
Feeling angry, Yue Yaozong stepped forward step by step, standing in the magic moon, the power of the field opened, a hundred miles around, and turned cold.
"Oops!"
The face of Lord Tiantian and the left and right protectors changed their faces, looking at the enclosed void around them, and their minds sank.
The three of them were in danger. In the distance, Yan Yan's gaze swept away. After a while, he regained his gaze, stepped on it, and skimmed towards the war farther away.
Demon Realm, the moment of the death of the Moon Weaver Girl, in the temple, a dark silver lamp that lasted for thousands of years extinguished. In the hall, Jie Tiance suddenly changed, waving and then opening the sky.
Black and white chess pieces fly out, fix the heavenly machine, solve the heavenly strategy to destroy the power body, the peerless can be reproduced, forcibly penetrate the time and space, and look at the distant battle situation.
"Holy Secretary, what happened?"
At this moment, in the hall, a majestic voice sounded and asked.
"Return to the Devil Lord, Moon Weaver and Bai Wangren died in battle!"
Xie Tiance bowed down and said.
"Moonweaver is also dead?"
'S majestic voice revealed a little surprise, saying, "Her strength, but second only to Jun Wentian, someone in this world can actually hurt her life."
"Return to the Devil Lord, it should be done by the people of the mansion. Now that the three major combat powers of Jun Wentian, Moon Weaver and Bai Wangran are lost, the situation in Wumo Palace is very unfavorable." Xie Tiance calmly said.
"I feel the breath of three cases, have they also shot?" Majestic voice asked again.
"Ok"
Xie Tiance nodded and said, "In order to prevent changes, I have let three cases go, but I did not expect that the opponent's hidden strength will be so powerful, and now it is difficult for three cases to reverse the battle."
"Holy Division, in this game, my demon palace suffered heavy losses."
In the hall, the majestic voice rose again.
"My plan was lost, and the devil was disappointed!"
Xie Tiance bowed again and said.
"The strength of the opponent is indeed beyond expectations, the responsibility is not yours"
In the main hall, the voice of the devil kept echoing and calmly said, "This time, come from this seat, Xie Tiance, before I go out of the customs, don't make such an accident again."
"Yes!"
Xie Tiance leaned over and answered.
At the same time, on Borneo, the flames of war are getting fiercer, and the situation is different.
In the starry sky, the worshiper of the moon worships alone to deal with the head of the Seven Sin Sects, the moon shines in the world, and the magic sun burns the sky.
The strongest two men, all of them rushed to the top of their battle intentions, both of them know that their victory or defeat will determine the trend of the war, so neither of them dare to carelessly.
The force of the divine demon that is constantly colliding, destroys the world, the two of them, the meteorites are crushed into dust in the war, and completely disappear above the starry sky.
Strong, strong words are difficult to understand, beyond the boundary, comparable to the fighting power of the fourth realm, raised his hands and throws, and the world fell.
"Shen Fa, half moon days!"
The opponent is extraordinary, the worshiper no longer hides his tricks, his left palm rolls over, and his palm rises to the moon.
In a flash, above the starry sky, a huge divine moon manifested, spanning thousands of miles, with the power of terror, illuminating the stars.
"Upper Poor Nine Heavens and Under the Blue Sky"
God recruited, Yang Yuzong didn't dare to carelessly, the pole element was urged, the magic sun manifested, and rushed to the nine days from Huang Quan, the strongest magic power, spread.
Beyond the boundaries, the magical move of the who briefly reached the fourth realm collided. After the instantaneous silence, the entire Borneo violently shook and the light was brilliant, making it difficult for everyone to open their eyes.
Red-clothed Yan Wang, Yue Yaozong, Xing Huizong and others looked up and looked at the sky, their faces staring, no one expected that this battle would be so fierce.
Briefly shocked, the red-clothed king suppressed his emotions, flew across the figure, and continued to rush towards the battle ahead.
In the distant, criss-crossed sleeves, the magical butterfly fights against the fate of the fate, and the Changling female deity joins hands. The sword is in the sleeve. People, with scruples in mind, can hardly win the upper hand.
At this time, the red light flashed, and came to the battlefield quickly, the star soul waved down, and cut a heavy sky.
Feng appeared in the battle situation, the three strong teams joined forces, and the situation changed instantly.
Double swords block double swords, a stalemate, women often raise their hands to buckle forward pipa bones, trying to lock their bodies.
The situation of the trapped demon will be fulfilled. At this moment, nine days have changed, and the magic cloud is rolling. A coercive force that surpasses all living beings swept down.
"This battle is over, let's go back!"
In the voice of, above nine days, a phantasy figure appeared, a word of calmness, and the right hand was swung right away, and the heavy magic wave swept out.
"Uh"
At the next moment, the battlefields of all sides sounded with a muffled sound, and thousands of figures exploded and the blood spattered like rain.
Tripartite battle situation, knowing the three bodies, the female constant, the look of the moon is sinking at the same time, Ningyuan blocks the magic power, with a sudden sound, and retreats several steps.
Shocked the world and shook the world. With only one move, he withdrew from the army and was unmatched.
"See Devil Lord"
In the void, Yang Yu, Yueyao, and Xinghun bowed to salute, respectfully.
"See Devil Lord"
Below, tens of thousands of magic troops knelt down at the same time and saluted.
"Retreat"
In the magic cloud, the devil said lightly.
"Yes"
The demons took their orders, and after getting up, they retreated out of the battle.
Below the battle, Ning Chen looked at the magic butterfly that had withdrawn from the battlefield, and there was a look of anxiety in his eyes.
"Not impulsive."
Aside, the woman often glanced at the terrifying existence of Skyrim, Shen Sheng reminded.
Ning Chen's body trembles, stressing the emotions in his heart, and he didn't shoot.
Nine days above, the demon-lord waved his hands, and below, the two remnants flew up, not towards the clouds.
"The brave warriors should not be buried here."
The devil said calmly, after a short while, the sky covered the sky, and his body disappeared.
Below, Ning Chen clenched his fists, unwillingly.
"Know your destiny, look for opportunities in the future."
Next to, the female often sighed softly, and said, only half a minute later, you can bring back the butterfly in the flower, which is a pity.
"Retreat!"
Not far away, the red-clothed Yan Shen said in a deep voice.
On the sky, a Yan Luo led his life, his figure flashed over, and pulled away.
The magic palace and the prefecture withdrew their troops. On the other side, the moon worshipped figure descended from the sky and similarly ordered the retreat.
Baiyue clan leading the strong and leading away together.
"Pavilion Lord!"
On the battlefield, Butian Pavilion looked at the Patriarch in front and left, and cared. "The Patriarch's injury is all right."
"No hindrance"
Lord Tiantian Pavilion raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes glanced at the allied forces with heavy losses. His look was gloomy and abnormal, with the help of the clan and the Baiyue clan. Their damage was still so amazing. The strength of the magic palace was really terrible.
The most terrifying thing is that the devil seems to be going out.
Red Luan, Zhutian, Ziwei, at the junction of the three domains, swept to the ground, waved the first forbidden god, and stepped into it.
Rear, the halls of the temples kept up and disappeared one after another.
"Everyone will go back to raise the truth, I will inform you about something."
Before all the Yanlu, Yan Yan in red raised his hand and took off the mask of evil, and said.
The people nodded, took off their masks one by one, and walked towards their respective palaces.
In front of the Hall of King Yan Luo, Ning Chen came. In the hall, Yin'er waited anxiously. After seeing the former coming, he immediately trot forward.
"Ning Chen, the little teacher is gone."
Yin'er grabbed the former arm and hurriedly said.
Ning Chen heard the words, her expression was shocked, she pressed her mind and said, "What can she say before she leaves?"
"No, she said she would leave for a while, and said nothing else."
Yin'er said anxiously, "Ning Chen, why did the young lady suddenly leave, what would happen?"
Ning Chen shook his head gently and comforted, "Relax, Aman's strength is not weaker than anyone now, it will be fine."
Did she leave because of the predecessor of the Divine Machine, far in the earth, how did Aman know about this?
Far apart, on the Shenji Peak, a stream of flashes flashed, and a shadow of Qian Qian walked out silently, walking in front of the peak, waving a hand to call out Zixiao, and inserted on the peak.
Returning to his place, Zixiao Excalibur seems to have a feeling, the body of the sword trembles, and constantly mourns.
Listening to the clear sorrow in the sword ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~ A man's eyes flashed with mourning, knees fell to the ground, kneeling in front of the peak.
Yifu, daughter is back.
The cold wind blew through, and the red maple drifted across the sky, so beautiful, it dyed the entire Shenji Peak as red as fire.
Is very far apart, on the Borneo where the war was burned, after a catastrophe, it was devastated, and nowhere else was intact.
Nine days, the cold moon hangs high, and the cold moon sheds a waterfall of cold, making the silent night even colder.
At this moment, on Borneo, a shadow of a white dress came, and the green silk fluttered gently in the wind behind him. The flawless face could not see a trace of flaws. The temperament was extraordinary, like a fairy. Blasphemy.
The traction in the sky makes Mu Chengxue coming out of the world find here step by step, walking in the fire and walking in the frost.
The dead soldiers and the red luan strongman, whose bodies were burned to the ash in the flames of war, and the broken soldiers, their spirituality continued to overflow. Perhaps, ten or twenty years later, they will be completely scrap iron.
In a war, countless powerful people fell, and the disorderly and abnormal airflow filled the world, and the depressed atmosphere made people unwilling to stay for a long time.
For a long time, Mu Chengxue suddenly stopped, his eyes closed, his mind released, and he felt the faint faint atmosphere of heaven and earth.
Searching for a moment, Mu Chengxue opened his eyes, his eyes looked into the distance, a flash of light flashed over, and he really came here.
The breath of those friends is also there, did he find them all?
A hundred years later, they have become stronger.
After taking a few breaths, on Borneo, the white-clothed Qianying flashed over, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the night sky.