The Black Beast’s Useless Concubine Chapter 1145: Little 9 is the king of kings!

"Magic Sword!" With a movement of Yu Jiuzhong's mind, the Jiuyou Demon Sword, at this critical moment, suddenly blossomed before Bai Ye's eyes like a blooming poppy.

"Om!"

"Buzzing!..."

The dark Nine Nether Demon Sword is flowing from the inside out, overflowing with wisps of red light. And as soon as these red lights came out, there were layers of supreme overbearing evil spirits, which were light but powerfully crushed!

"Om!"

The blood-colored giant palm trembled suddenly, stopping for a while as if shocked.

The next moment--

"Shit!"

"Chichi!......"

The Nine Nether Demon Sword burst into red, and within nine days, the supreme domineering power that I alone was the king, centered on the body of the sword, exploded in all directions!

"Rumble—"

The magnificent galloping momentum shook so much that even the Bai Ye held by Yu Jiuzhong felt a ray of pressure! Not to mention the huge scarlet palm, it even shrank back in a state of fear!

But it just shrank!

"Huh!"

The Nine Nether Demon Sword pierced its palm with a "chirp" at a speed that Bai Ye could not see clearly, and it pierced without warning.

"..." Bai Ye was still a little stunned, when he heard this **** hand, screamed like a beast, obviously stabbed to death.

"Death." Yu Jiu Zhong yelled, and the breath of the Nine You Devil Sword burst, and the **** giant palm that was stabbed suddenly screamed more miserably, and he kept retracting back, trying to throw away the Nine You Devil Sword.

"Boom——"

The Nine Nether Demon Sword is like a nail, firmly nailed to the palm of the blood palm, and that wave of majestic killing aura is even more devastating, constantly destroying this **** hand.

There is a rush of fleshy mucus, so it constantly festers and falls from the big **** hand, and a smell of stinky rotten flesh fills the entire space at once.

The smell is sour and refreshing, it makes you want to nauseously smell the white night, so I quickly urged her to Yu Xiao Jiudao, "Let’s go, this smell... vomit--" I couldn’t hold my breath, it was enough.

"Okay." Yu Jiuzhong lightly stroked Ren'er's back, and within a few flashes, he was already close to the strength of Buzhou Mountain.

……

At that time.

Everyone in Buzhou Mountain can clearly hear the screams of "Aoao" like ghosts coming from the direction of Beast God Mountain.

"Wow--"

"Aoao--"

The voice is getting more and more stern and sharper! The sea below the mountain was surging continuously, as if some monster was about to emerge from the sea suddenly.

Because of this, the disciples of Bu Zhoushan all fought, and were vigilant. The whole Buzhou Mountain was filled with heavy tension for a while.

"Master, do you say that the suzerain can succeed?" In this atmosphere, Mu Ying couldn't help asking Mou Chan, who had been following the direction of the Beast God Mountain.

Mou Chan did not answer, because he knew very well that since Zhou Zu, no one has ever been able to urge the trident divine halberd! So he actually felt that it was impossible for Zhou Fan and the others to succeed.

But if it fails...

"..." Mou Chan's old eyes were deep, staring at the direction of the Beast God Mountain, only worried about the sudden burst of evil spirits on that end. In that case...

I'm afraid that the Terran World is going to be over, and they are going to be over even if they are not Zhoushan! And those two kids, they...

"Whoo!"