After robbing mourning out of the room, he told the dark guards around him, "take care of him. If anything happens to him, you don't have to live."

"Yes, Demon Lord." Dark Wei nodded in fear.

Then he walked away slowly, looking out from the balcony. For a long time, the corner of the mouth curved.

A bright sword light cuts through the sky, and the demon clan immediately opens the big battle of the protective building.

Rob mourn to a face of serious people, gently waved his hand, "there are guests from afar, do not have to be so."

He raised his eyes and jumped out, holding the nine kill sword and smiling: "xianzun, is this the way you see the ceremony?"

After the light of the sword, there was a fluttering green suit.

Liu Qingjun stood in mid air, his momentum condensing.

A handsome matchless face is full of murders, light eyes slightly squint, "give the star river."

"Star River, which star river?"

He laughed again, "Oh, it's your little apprentice. Isn't he following you all the time? Why did xianzun come here to find someone? "

Liu Qingjun snorted, "rob mourning, Ming people don't speak in secret, I know you took the river of stars."

Long sword forward row, that pair of beautiful eyes did not hide the cold intention to kill, "otherwise, I'm not polite."

"How, Liu Qingjun, what do you want? Blood wash demon clan

"The blood washing demon clan may not be able to do it," Liu Qingjun raised his hand and pointed to the robbery mourning, "but maybe it can make the demon clan change a demon master."

"Tut," he sneered, "the immortal is so big."

He gave a cool smile: "you're right. Gu Bai is really in my hand."

As soon as you say this, you can immediately feel the extreme cold of the air around you.

"You see, your heart is in a mess," he continued

Confusion will inevitably lead to defects, and ultimately, failure.

"Emotion is always your weakness."

Liu Qingjun's response to him is the sword field ready to go, "I repeat, hand over the river of stars."

"Rob mourn gently smile," well, if you can win me, I'll let Xie Xinghe go. "

Liu Qingjun frowned: "seriously?"

"What if it's not true?" he said with a smile, "you have no choice."

The momentum of jiusha sword suddenly unfolded, and darkness and light collided again.

The sword is dazzling and gorgeous.

Liu Qingjun is awe inspiring. He leaves his sword and throws out a beautiful arc.

Zhenyuan, sword move, magic weapon, domain.

Both of them showed their full strength and caused thunder in the air.

The people of the demon clan hid aside for fear of being affected and died.

Gu Bai was in the room, and he could only hear the faint sword chant.

However, he had a wonderful premonition that Liu Qingjun was coming.

He wants to struggle to get up and bite his teeth to mobilize the real yuan in his body, but his whole body is soft.

He clenched his fist and tried his best to feel the virtual shadow of the green dragon in the spirit sea, trying to wake it up. Finally, I don't know how long it took, but the virtual shadow of the green dragon seemed to move gently.

A tiny bit of truth overflows from the sea of spirit and runs through the whole body with the blood.

Gu Bai immediately felt as if his arm could be raised slightly, like a huge mountain pressing on him. He bit his lip and wanted to turn it over.

With a soft arm, he tumbled to the ground.

"Well..." It's probably the corner of the table that Gu Baitong exhaled.

The dark guard outside seems to want to come in to check his condition, but he is stopped by a Jiao drink.