Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 207: Ten thousand dragons fly together
It's just a matter of time, Fox Fairy Dao, more than 30 masters of the magic door, all have been cut. (First release)
The air was filled with the smell of blood, bones, meat, blood, all over the ground, like a Shura field.
Xiao Cheng stood between the bones, as if he had done a most common thing. The only drop of blood on his body also slipped to the ground.
Even Ji Hanxing, the seventh level of the Unvulgarity Realm, was defeated by him. It can be seen that his cultivation level is terrible, even if the older generation of elders in the magic door arrives, he will be powerfully suppressed.
In terms of aura, Ning Xiaochuan didn't lose to him at all, running the magic sword secretly, preparing to use the power of the magic sword to deal with Xiao Cheng. This is his only way now.
"Boom!"
When Ning Xiaochuan was about to take a shot, the clouds above the sky rolled and a thunder rang.
The clouds gathered into a huge palm print, falling from the sky, squeezing the air into an arch, and with a force that squeezed the space, it fell onto Xiao Cheng's head.
The power of this palm print can hardly be described in words, it is like a **** from the sky, making a palm print.
There are super masters who want to suppress Xiaocheng.
"Dingding!"
Xiao Cheng's complexion changed, he punched out the silver ring of mixed yuan on his wrist, held it on the top of his head, and turned it into a huge **** ring.
"Boom!"
This world-shaking palm print shattered the city area centered on Xiaocheng.
Ning Xiaochuan grabbed Zi Zhuer's shoulders, spread the rainbow to move, and quickly retreated several tens of feet.
The stone buildings made of ten thousand catties of huge stones were crushed by palm prints, and the streets sank and broke into pieces of rubble.
Leave a huge palm print on the ground.
Xiao Cheng's chest hurts as a result of this palm print. The blood inside his body rolled, he exhaled deeply, and took the mixed yuan silver ring back into his palm, staring at the end of the street, "Magic Sage."
At the end of the street, stood a woman in a white shirt. She was slim and beautiful, like an elf in the wind.
She wears a golden mask on her face, emitting a scorching golden light, and small dragon-shaped profound energy flies around her delicate body, which envelops her graceful body in a mist of profound energy.
Ling'er Duanmu, Elder Lin, Lord Situ Altar, the three masters of the Demon Sect, all followed behind the Sage of the Demon Sect, staring coldly at Xiao Cheng.
The voice of the saint of the Demon Gate is far-reaching, ethereal, dignified and sacred, like a voice from outside the sky, saying: "Xiao Cheng, you know that this seat is in the ancient city of Tianlai, and you dare to slaughter the masters of the Demon Gate. , I am not afraid that this seat will put you in the slaughter cauldron, steam you, and feed the mysterious beasts. [For more exciting novels, please visit]"
After the fight just now, Xiao Cheng knew that the cultivation of the Demon Sect Saintess was quite terrifying, and he was definitely not her opponent.
Escape!
Xiao Cheng acted decisively and never procrastinated. He immediately called the Scorpio Lion. With a kick of his foot, he landed on the Scorpio Lion's back, driving the Scorpio Lion to fly away and disappear into the clouds.
There are so many opportunities to deal with Ning Xiaochuan, there is no need to fight against a character like the Demon Saintess, it is unwise.
"Master Saint, why don't you get rid of Xiao Cheng?" Duanmu Linger's eyes were cold.
The demon saint said: "Xiao Cheng is the big disciple of Yunzhonghou, and he is also the leader of the Heavenly Emperor's Academy of Yunzhong League. He must have a life-saving trump card. It is not easy to kill him. Matter."
The demon saint stared at Ning Xiaochuan, stayed on him for a moment, then immediately looked away.
Duanmu Ling'er stared at Ning Xiaochuan with a look of suspicion, so she walked over, with a solemn gaze, and said, "Ding Xiaosan, why did Xiao Cheng shoot at you?" /
She has doubts about Ning Xiaochuan's identity.
Zicuier is strange and clever, knowing that "Ding Xiaosan" must be Ning Xiaochuan's pseudonym, so he hurriedly said: "So your name is Xiaosan! This name is really nice. Sister Duanmu, fortunately you and Master Saint Came here immediately, or those guys with the surname Xiao would have to capture me and become his little wife."
Duanmu Ling'er frowned slightly and said: "What the **** is going on?"
Zi Zhui'er said pitifully: "Sister Duanmu, you also know that I am naturally beautiful, and the city is outstanding. That Xiaocheng is a wolf in human skin. He liked my beauty and wanted to catch him. I will be his little wife. Fortunately, Ding Zhuangshi sees righteousness and bravely stood up and reprimanded Xiao Cheng, calling him a beast, and saving me in the deep water."
"However, because of this incident, he angered Xiao Cheng. Xiao Cheng launched a slaughter and killed all my subordinates."
"Is that so?"
Ling'er Duanmu glanced at Ning Xiaochuan slightly, and said inwardly that Ding Xiaosan might do such a stupid thing if others can't do it.
The Sage of the Demon Sect stood in the distance and stared at him, Ning Xiaochuan naturally did not want his identity to be exposed, so he nodded gently, "Hmm!"
Don't know when, the demon saint has left and disappeared on the ancient street.
She is like a gust of wind, coming silently and walking silently.
Duanmu Linger took a deep look at Ning Xiaochuan, and said: "Your character is easy to suffer outside, so let me go to the Cliff of Nine Deaths!"
"Sister Duanmu, Sister Duanmu!"
Zi Zhui'er grabbed Duanmu Ling'er's arm and said with a grin: "I want to go to Nine Death Cliff, but now my guards are all dead. It must be dangerous for me to go on the road alone. Can I be with you? "
"You didn't walk with your mother?" Duanmu Linger said.
Zi Zhuang'er said with a flat mouth: "If I walk with my mother, that Xiao Cheng wouldn't dare to bully me! Her old man has other things, and she will rush to the Nine Death Cliffs later."
"Okay! You will go on the road with us!" Duanmu Linger said.
Zi Zhuang'er was overjoyed immediately, walked to Ning Xiaochuan’s side, walked side by side with him, his eyes slightly slanted, and said: "Little brother, I have helped you this big favor this time, how do you plan to thank you? People?"
"Thank you!" After saying this, Ning Xiaochuan went straight away.
Zi Zhuang'er stayed for a while, raised her snow-white chin, and stamped her feet fiercely, "It's damned! A'thank you' is over. There is no such cheap thing in the world. When I get to the Cliff of Nine Deaths, I will slowly clean up. You."
Ning Xiaochuan and Zizhuan'er were both living in the manor this night, and there was a demon saint sitting in town, so Xiao Cheng naturally did not dare to come to Ning Xiaochuan for trouble.
Ning Xiaochuan can also feel the breath of Xiaocheng. He is still in the ancient city of Tianlai. As long as he finds an opportunity, he will definitely make another move.
In the manor.
The demon saint was sitting in the pavilion, wearing a golden mask, and her gauze was blown by the breeze, like white catkins.
On the table, a bronze furnace was lit, and the wood incense of the mysterious spirit burned in it.
Her slender fingers gently twisted the strings, playing a graceful and ethereal sound.
Dragon-shaped profound energy rushed into the sky, turning into a scene of "ten thousand dragons flying together".
The martial arts monks in the entire ancient city of Tianlai can see the scene of "Ten Thousand Dragons Flying Together" above the sky, like dragons wandering in the Tianhe River, shocking everyone to be unable to calm down.
Ning Xiaochuan was sitting in the room, cultivating the seventh floor of "Heaven and Earth Profound Qi". After hearing the sound of the piano, his mind was slightly confused, and he could no longer practice, so he opened the window with bamboo sticks and watched. When it comes to the wonders flying above the sky, I admire the demon saint's cultivation.
Ning Xiaochuan is known as the first genius of the imperial city, and he is only the first genius of the younger generation, not the first master of the younger generation.
The demon saint is the real top figure of the younger generation, and it is estimated that the cultivation base can already compete with Wu Zun.
"The mysterious woman is right. I really lost at the starting line. To catch up with them, I can only spend more effort."
Hearing the ethereal piano sound in the air, Ning Xiaochuan couldn't help but think of a beautiful figure.
Yu Ningsheng!
After parting in the barren mountain Taoist temple, she never appeared again, and I don't know where she is now?
Will she also come to the ancient city of Tianlai?
In the second half of the night, above the sky, there was a sky full of snow, and the snow was as big as a goose feather, sweeping thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!
When Ning Xiaochuan opened the door the next morning, the outside world had turned into a silvery white world, with a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the branches and grass blades turned white.
"Huh!"
A cold wind blew over, roaring like a giant beast, blowing a large swath of snowflakes into the room and slapped it on Ning Xiaochuan's face. The snowflakes cut the skin so much that it hurts.
"A big snow, the winter of the Yulan Empire is here!" Ning Xiaochuan said.
"Pop!"
A snowball hit Ning Xiaochuan's head accurately, then scattered, and a large pile of snow scum was scattered.
In the snow, there was a laughter like a silver bell from a purple pendant, "Brother Xiaosan, why don't you hide?"
Ning Xiaochuan wiped the snow off his head, and went to the outside of the manor, saying: "We should set off now."
"It's boring, not fun at all."
Zicuier squeezed the ears of the little fox in her arms, and stepped on the snow, dashing towards the outside, closely behind Ning Xiaochuan.
The caravan set off again, but the personnel were streamlined and the unnecessary goods were left in the ancient city of Tianlai. There were only more than two hundred masters of the magic door escorting the iron coffin on the road.
There were a total of twenty profound beasts accompanying them, all pulling the carts, and the purple-black shafts of the carts pushed the snow on the ground into two deep track marks.
Ning Xiaochuan and Zi Zhuier were sitting in the same car~IndoMTL.com~ To be precise, she insisted on squeezing in the same car as Ning Xiaochuan.
"Brother Xiaochuan, why on earth are you going to the Nine Death Cliffs? Do you have any secret missions, do you want me to help you?" Purple pendant wrapped in thick fox fur, soft body, facing Ning Ogawa squeezed, blinking her eyes cutely.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "I am a member of the court, and you are a member of the magic door. Even if I have a task, it is definitely a task that is not good for the magic door. Are you sure you will help me?"
"Yes! Anyway, I will marry you in the future, I am also a member of the court." She gently pursed her lips, and her big eyes stared at Ning Xiaochuan affectionately.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "The magic gate and the imperial court are incompatible with each other. Even if I do marry you, no one will agree. I can see that you really want to help me, but there is nothing between us. Maybe, you'd better find another Ruyi Langjun!"
"Who said that a woman from the magic door cannot marry a man from the court. Twenty years ago, the saint of the previous generation did not marry a young man from the court. It's miserable, but at least I have loved it vigorously. If I want to have such a love, it will be worth it even if I die." Zi Chui'er said.