Chapter 98: Westerly (13)

Qinglong had entered the sky, Changyuan stepped up into the sky, waved the dust, and collided with the blue shadow. Above the human world, a golden light was exploded, so fast that people standing on the ground could not see clearly.
The huge spiritual collision, penetrated into the human world, slammed into the mountains and shook the mountain. If it was not that the magic night had set up a barrier for the human world, just a blow from the sky was enough to make the mountain fall apart, not just shake.
The guards that came with Changyuan and the spiritual power of the hidden shadow of the Demon Realm were vulnerable to them, unable to raise their heads to watch the battle, and defended themselves one after another. It was Jiu Lishen who was still ready to move. He took out a magic weapon from his sleeve and prepared to throw it upward. The direction he pointed to was the dragon body.
The magic weapon hadn't been thrown out yet, and he suddenly felt that there was a shadowy body around him, his gestures could not help freezing, and when he looked away, he saw that Mo Ye didn't know how to appear beside him. His hands shook consciously and said, "What are you going to do? Don't you hate this green dragon, I'll help you."
Mo Ye smiled suddenly, with a cold smile: "You deserve it too."
He was so angry that Jiu Li Shenjun saw that he had lost half of his arm. He immediately screamed and tried to escape, but there was a sneer behind his ears, "You useless hello, what's the use?" When the words fell, Jiu Li stiffened and instantly turned into a dust, which was scattered on the grass beneath him, stained with green leaves.
The spiritual power suddenly dissipated, and in a flash the smoke disappeared. The dust dispersed, and Mo Ye saw Xifeng standing opposite, with a complex look of disgust. He suddenly remembered to look at his own eyes when her mother died in front of her. When she remembered that she was a little girl, when she called herself Ye Ye.
I really miss that little dumpling, but unfortunately when I grow up, I am not cute.
Mo Ye smiled at her, and the West Wind smiled alertly, holding a flute in front of her.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Ye suddenly appeared in front of her, just about to touch her face, and his fingers were stinged by bees. He stabbed him slowly and looked at the scalded fingers. Using spiritual force to set up barriers for you, it seems that he really likes you, Xiao Xifeng. "
Xifeng didn't expect Qingyuan to build a barrier for her. He accused him of trying too hard and playing against Changyuan Demon Night, even if he used a little bit of spiritual power, he might lose. But the barriers had been built up, and the spiritual power had been worn down. She calmed down and said, "Because he knows that I am also very powerful, it is more than enough to deal with Changyuan and then you."
"You can only help him by releasing your magic blood."
Xifeng knew that he wanted to entice her to unblock the demon blood. Once the demon blood came out, she could not control herself. By that time, it was Moye or Qingyuan, and she was not sure.
Mo Ye thought for a while and said, "Let ’s change your mind and go back to the Devil Realm. I can continue to hurt you regardless of the previous suspicions. Only you and I are the devil in the Devil Realm. , But who would have thought that being abducted by Qinglong was really sad for me. "
Xifeng clenched the flute and stared at him, saying, "You blame Qingyuan for the reason I left Demon Realm? You can say it."
At this time, the soldiers who came with Changyuan saw that Jiu Li was dead, and Changyuan and the blue dragon were fighting, and gradually fell. But Xu had been fighting for a long time, and the strong gas field was weak at first. .
West wind slightly paused, seeing the situation is not right, jade flute sword, to stop the soldier.
Mo Ye looked up, although she didn't want the little devil star he worked so hard to die, but today she doesn't submit to herself, then it has no effect, it is better to die.
The fierce battle was only half an hour, and there were countless ways of fighting. Even the enchantment of the magic night was cracked. If there is no such enchantment, the human world has long been charred.
The sword in Xifeng's hands was already full of anger, and once the magic sword came out, the Divine Soldier was once again suppressed by the aura. Looking there, there was only a mortal girl. They hesitated a little, and finally attacked with a gun.
Jian Qi is unbearable, and he contends with the weapon of the Divine Soldier. The West Wind cuts the demon on weekdays, never uses the real body of the sword, was born in the Devil Realm, hates the Demon Realm, but can't get rid of the demon blood surging in the body for a lifetime. Now, she uses Mozu Qiqi and Qingyuan side by side, vaguely letting her know that it is not devil blood but the heart of a person.
She and Moye are both magic stars, but as long as she doesn't do evil, it is completely different from him.
This reason, she should have understood from Qingyuan. The Six Realms are no different, only the heart is different.
Changyuan is a deity, a spiritual power of the gods, which can collude with foreign enemies and kill the emperor of God Realm. His heart is like a devil.
Then what is the shame and indignation that she turned the evil spirit unique to the Demon Race to save people?
Xifeng instantly realized this long-deviled demon, and she was suppressed by her for more than ten years. The grief he never wanted to use was all over the body. Not only did the sword in his hand have grievances, even people are different.
Changyuan, who fought against Qinglong, noticed the change, looked down, and snapped: "Kill her—"
Xifeng chuckled, and tens of thousands of soldiers came like ants. She threw out the magic sword in her hand and chanted the spell quickly. The magic sword transforms thousands of little devilmen, holding the sword and fighting the miraculous soldiers.
Qingyuan saw that the west wind had turned into a powerful little devil, and was able to control the power freely. I really wanted to praise her, and finally wanted to understand that it is not shameful to be a demon, but it is not so shameful to have such powerful power. It is the most joyful to beat this night with this power.
He felt comforted, just wanted to solve Changyuan quickly and praise her.
The Dragon God's momentum suddenly changed, and even Changyuan was aware of it. He was startled, and the Dragon Qi was like a sword, stabbing at him. Changyuan's dust has changed, and it turned into a sword to stop it. Suddenly the blue light and golden light collided violently. The two forces against the sky were like floods breaking the embankment, pouring into the human world.
When the dust blows, the dragon gas will retreat as soon as it encounters, and it is not Qingyuan's opponent at all. Changyuan snapped again: "Qinglong! The enchantment is going to be broken, the human world is going to be destroyed! You haven't stopped it!"
The green dragon didn't seem to hear it, and the dragon's air poured into the nest again as a flood, completely submerging the dust sword of Emperor Changyuan.
Chang Yuan couldn't help but panic and fled with his back, but he could not avoid it. The cyan sword followed him, wearing it instantly, the soul was suddenly stabbed and shattered, and it was not half an inch intact.
His eyes were round, his body was nailed into the air by Long Qi, and he couldn't move. Qingyuan glanced in front of him, looked at his eyes, and said: "Yinchang, the spirits and spirits were all destroyed. Before he died, he suffered a lot of torture."
"It was Moye who killed him ... not ... I ..." Chang Yuan said painfully, "You should find Moye, not me."
"You will find it, don't worry."
Qingyuan reached out and pulled out a "nail" on his body. The "nail" hooked a ray of soul from Changyuan, leaving his body abruptly, and the pain was so pale that Changyuan looked pale: "What are you going to do?"
"If it weren't for you, God Realm wouldn't be the situation today." Then, he pulled out a "nail" and dragged out a soul. "If it weren't for you, the only person in God Realm who was worse than me, Will not die. "
"what--"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't go to the bottom of the cliff to sleep for 100,000 years. If I were there, my brother would not be bored as a demon king."
"what--"
"If it weren't you, if my brother didn't become the demon king, he wouldn't have owed his mother. Yue'er would have a mother." Qingyuan thought about it. He who had pulled out a nail thought it seemed like No, my younger brother did not become a demon king, perhaps neither a mother or a child, nor a child. This is not to blame him, thinking, and pierced the nail back again.
Changyuan rolled his eyes and almost died.
In the lower realm, there are Changyuan ’s cronies who want to rescue him, but they are stopped by Westwind ’s little magic soldiers. At the sight of Xifeng, the fierce battle had stopped, and he flew up to check Qingyuan's injury. Compared to Changyuan, this is really not a serious injury, but his dragon energy is badly worn. Changyuan is an emperor after all, even if it is only a half-hour battle, it is more than seven, seventy-nine days. People consume more spiritual power.
She was already worried. Suddenly, she saw that more than a thousand soldiers broke through the group of little demon soldiers and rushed to Changyuan Lao'er, seeming to send him back to God Realm in chaos.
Xifeng chuckled and took back the magic sword hanging in the air and waved it out. Eerie sentiment pounced on the remnant Divine Soldiers, instantly turning the various weapons in their hands into dust, and reappearing, the Divine Soldiers were forced to return to their place, unable to approach the Changyuan Emperor anymore, only to watch.
Xifeng, who had never fought with people like this, only felt hearty and bloody, and she felt comfortable. With a chuckle in her heart, is it ... she is bloodthirsty?
The remnants of the ground are what she did just now.
The only hope was suppressed by her two swords, Changyuan was desperate, hatefully said: "Who the are you!"
Jianduan had swayed a beautiful sword flower, gently stroked in the air, and returned to Xifeng lightly. There was a smile on the pretty girl's face, and he said: "My name is Xifeng. I am a demon catcher. You give me money, and I give you demon catch."
Changyuan was not killed by pain, but was about to be mad.
Suddenly there was a murderous rush, Qingyuan and Xifeng dodge the magic night's surprise attack at the same time.
Mo Ye took the wind and looked at Qinglong's injury, shaking his head and saying, "Chang Yuan, you are really disappointing me. If you are an emperor of God Realm, you can fight against any elder for three days. I finally understand why you want to kill Yinchang. After all, if you do n’t kill him, you ca n’t take the opportunity to be a king of God. There are too many capable people in God Realm.

Chang Yuanzhi knows that neither of them will let him go, sneering: "If Qinglong is buried for me, I am not dead."
Qingyuan said indifferently: "I won't die with you, it's disgusting."
"But you will definitely die today, Qinglong." Moye smiled and smiled, "Changyuan is no longer good, and it also consumes your dragon spirit. I was inseparable from you, how did you fight me?"
Xifeng's sword was raised again and said, "There is still me."
Mo Ye smiled coldly again, and there was already a tumult in his palm, splitting a sigh between Qingyuan and Xifeng, separating them a hundred feet away.
Xifeng Tijian is going to deal with Demon Night together with Qingyuan. When the figure is intercepted suddenly, looking up, his eyes are more solemn-a thousand battles away.
There was a thousand battles before and a magic soldier behind, trapping her in the middle. Outside Baizhang, Qingyuan, whose spiritual power has been damaged, is confronting Moye.
This battle is very rare.