Chapter 207

It was just a snap of the fingers. Fox fairy Road, more than 30 demon sect masters, were all killed.

The smell of blood filled the air. Bones, meat and blood were everywhere, like a Shura field.

Xiao Cheng stood between the bones, as if he had done the most common thing. The only drop of blood on his body also fell to the ground.

Even Ji Hanxing, the seventh heaviest in the realm of immortality, was defeated by him. It can be seen that his cultivation is terrible. Even the older elders in the demon sect will be killed by him.

In terms of momentum, Ning Xiaochuan did not lose to him at all. He secretly operated the magic sword and was ready to use the power of the magic sword to deal with Xiao Cheng. This was his only way now.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan was preparing to take action when the clouds rolled over the sky and a thunder sounded.

The clouds gathered into a huge palm print, fell from the sky, squeezed the air into an arch, and fell on the top of Xiao Cheng with a force that squeezed the space.

The power of this palm print can't be described in words. It's like a God outside the sky, making a palm print.

There are top experts who want to suppress Xiao Cheng.

"Ding Ding!"

Xiao Cheng's face changed, and he beat out the Hunyuan silver ring on his wrist, propped it on his head, and turned it into a huge God ring.

"Boom!"

This world shaking palm will shatter the city centered on Xiao city.

Ningxiaochuan grabbed zizhuoer's shoulder, spread the rainbow and moved, retreating dozens of feet quickly.

Stone buildings piled up with ten thousand jin boulders were crushed by palm prints, and the streets sank and broke into pieces of gravel.

On the earth, leave a huge palm print.

Xiao Cheng was hurt in his chest by this palm print, and his blood gas rolled in his body. He took a deep breath, took back the Hun yuan silver ring, and stared at the end of the street, "demon saint."

At the end of the street, stood a woman in white, slim and beautiful, like an elf in the wind.

Her face was wearing a golden mask, emitting a burning golden light. Around her delicate body, there was a mysterious gas in the shape of dragons, which shrouded her graceful body as if in a mysterious fog.

Duanmu linger, elder Lin, situ altar master, the three masters of the demon sect, followed behind the saint of the demon sect, staring coldly at Xiao Cheng.

The voice of the saint of the demon gate is distant, ethereal, majestic and sacred, like a voice from outside the sky, saying, "Xiao Cheng, you know that this city is in the ancient city of Tianlai, and you dare to slaughter the masters of the demon gate wantonly, and you are not afraid that this city will put you into the butcher's cauldron, boil you, and feed the Xuan beast."

After the fight just now, Xiao Cheng knew that the cultivation of the demon sect saint was quite terrible, and he was definitely not her opponent.

Escape!

Xiao Cheng did things decisively and never procrastinated. He immediately called the scorpion lion. With a pedal, he fell on the scorpion lion's back, drove the scorpion lion to fly away and disappeared into the clouds.

There are many opportunities for Fu Ning Ogawa. There is no need to fight with figures like the saint of the demon gate, which is unwise.

"Saint, why don't you get rid of Xiao Cheng?" Duanmu linger's eyes were cold.

The saint of the demon gate said, "Xiao Cheng is the eldest disciple of the marquis in the cloud, and the leader of the alliance in the cloud of the learning palace of the emperor of heaven. There must be a life-saving card on him. It's not so easy to kill him."

The saint of Mormon stared at Ning Xiaochuan, stopped for a moment slightly on him, and immediately looked away.

Duanmu linger's eyes also stared at Ning Xiaochuan, showing a suspicious look, so she walked over slowly, with a dignified look, and said, "Ding Xiaosan, why did Xiao Cheng hit you?"

She had doubts about Ning Xiaochuan's identity.

Zizhuer was clever and clever. Knowing that "Ding Xiaosan" must be Ning Xiaochuan's pseudonym, she hurriedly said, "so your name is Xiao San! That's a good name. Sister Duanmu, fortunately, you and the saint came immediately, otherwise those guys surnamed Xiao would catch me and be his wife."

Duanmu linger's Dai Mei frowned slightly and said, "what's going on?"

Zizhuer said pitifully, "sister Duanmu, you also know that I am born beautiful and peerless. That Xiao Cheng is a wolf in human skin. He took a fancy to my beauty and wanted to catch me as his little wife. Fortunately, Ding Zhuang was brave enough to stand up and scold Xiao Cheng, scolding him as an animal and saving me from trouble."

"But just because of this, he angered Xiao Cheng. Xiao Cheng killed all my subordinates."

"Is that so?"

Duanmu linger glanced slightly at Ning Xiaochuan, and secretly said that such a stupid thing could not be done by others, and Ding Xiaosan was really possible to do it.

The demon Saint stood in the distance, eyeing covetously. Ning Xiaochuan naturally didn't want his identity to be exposed, so he gently nodded, "Hmm!"

The saint of demon gate did not know when she had left and disappeared in the ancient street.

Like a gust of wind, she came silently and walked silently.

Duanmu linger took a deep look at Ning Xiaochuan and said, "your character is easy to suffer losses outside. Let me go to the nine death cliff!"

"Sister Duanmu, sister Duanmu!"

Zizhuer grabbed Duanmu linger's arm and said with a smile, "I also want to go to nine death cliff, but now all my guards are dead. It must be dangerous for me to go alone. Can I go with you?"

"You didn't go with your mother?" Duanmu linger said.

Zizhuer flattened her mouth and said, "if I go with my mother, how dare Xiao Cheng bully me! She has other things to do, and she will go to Jiushi cliff later."

"All right! Just go with us!" Duanmu linger said.

Zizhuer was immediately overjoyed. She walked to Ning Xiaochuan's side and walked side by side with him. Her eyes tilted slightly and said, "brother Xiaosan, how are you going to thank someone for helping you this time?"

"Thank you!" After saying these words, Ning Xiaochuan left straight away.

Zizhuer was a little stunned, raised her snow-white chin and stamped her feet fiercely, "it's hateful! A 'thank you' is over. There's nothing so cheap in the world. I'll take care of you slowly after nine death cliff."

This night, Ning Xiaochuan and zizhuer both lived in the manor, and there was a demon Saint sitting in the town. Naturally, Xiao Cheng didn't dare to come to find Ning Xiaochuan's trouble.

Ning Xiaochuan can also feel the breath of Xiao Cheng. He is still in the ancient city of Teana. As long as he finds the opportunity, he will definitely do it again.

In the manor.

The saint of the demon gate sat in the pavilion, wearing a golden mask, and her gauze was blown by the breeze, like white catkins.

On the table, there was a bronze stove burning with Xuanling wood incense.

With her slender fingers, she gently twists the strings and plays a beautiful and ethereal piano sound.

Dragon shaped dark Qi rushed into the sky, turning into a scene of "ten thousand dragons flying together".

The martial friars in the whole ancient city of Tianlai can see the scene of "ten thousand dragons flying together" above the sky, just like divine dragons wandering in the Milky way, which makes it difficult for everyone to calm down.

Ning Xiaochuan was sitting in the room, practicing the seventh floor of the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth. After hearing the sound of the piano, his mood was slightly disordered, and he couldn't practice any more. He opened the window with a bamboo branch, and saw the wonders flying above the sky. His heart admired the cultivation of the saint of the demon sect.

Ning Xiaochuan is called the first genius of the Imperial City, and he is only the first genius of the young generation, not the first master of the young generation.

The saint of Mormon is the real top figure of the young generation. It is estimated that her accomplishments can compete with Wu Zun.

"The mysterious woman is right. I really lost at the starting line. If I want to catch up with them, I can only spend more efforts."

Hearing the ethereal piano sound from 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 Teana?

Later in the night, the sky was covered with flying snow, which was as big as goose feather, sweeping thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!

When Ning Xiaochuan opened the door the next morning, the outside had become a silver world, with a thick layer of snow on the ground and branches and grass leaves turning white.

"Hoo!"

A cold wind blew over and roared like a beast, blowing large snowflakes into the house and slapping Ning Xiaochuan's face. The snowflakes cut the skin sore.

"What a big snow, the winter of Yulan empire is coming!" Ningxiaochuan road.

"Pa!"

A snowball hit Ning Xiaochuan's head accurately, and then scattered, scattering a lot of snow dregs.

In the snow, purple chuaier's silver bell like laughter came, "little brother, why don't you hide?"

Ning Xiaochuan wiped the snow off his head and went to the layman of the manor, saying, "we should start."

"Boring, not fun at all."

Zizhuer pinched the small fox's ear, and then stepped on the snow and ran out, closely following Ning Xiaochuan.

The caravan set out again, but the personnel were reduced, and the unnecessary goods were also left in the ancient city of Teana. There were only more than 200 masters of the magic door to escort the iron coffin on the road.

A total of 20 Xuan beasts accompanied, pulling carts and purple black shafts, drove the snow on the ground out of two deep tracks.

Ning Xiaochuan and zizhuoer are sitting in the same car. To be exact, it is she who insists on being squeezed in the same car with Ning Xiaochuan.

"Brother Ogawa, why on earth do you want to go to Jiushi cliff? Do you have any secret tasks on your body? Do you want me to help you?" Zizhuer was wrapped in thick fur, with a soft body, squeezed towards Ning Xiaochuan, and winked lovably.

Ningxiaochuan said, "I'm a member of the imperial court, and you're a member of the demon sect. Even if I have a task, it's definitely a task detrimental to the demon sect. Are you sure you'll help me?"

"Yes! Anyway, I'll marry you later, and I'm also a member of the court." She gently pursed her lips and stared at Ning Xiaochuan with big eyes.

Ningxiaochuan said, "the demon gate and the imperial court are at odds. Even if I really marry you, no one will agree. Chui'er, I can see that you really want to help me, but it's impossible between us. You'd better find another Ruyi husband!"

"Who says that the women of the demon sect and the men of the court can't get married? Twenty years ago, the saint of the demon sect of the previous generation married a young Marquis of the court. Although their fate was very tragic later, at least they loved vigorously. If I wanted such a love, it would be worth dying." Zizhuer said.