Chapter 619

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Suddenly heard the voice of quiet wind, the Yellow devil ancestor was shocked, and then saw the expression of the people around him, his heart immediately reflected. After a little thinking, the Yellow devil ancestor was moved.

It's not a good thing in Jingfeng's bones. Laozu Huangmo knew that otherwise, he would not have been in Yuehua Academy for so many years. Finally, he was found out when he was secretly watching his younger martial sister take a bath and was preparing to plot a mischievous plot. Then he fled the school and was reduced to the devil's den.

After so many years, even if he had only got one artifact in his hand and cherished it very much, he suddenly saw the two spirit tools in Zhao Jiuge's hand. How could Huang Mo's ancestor not be moved? He didn't get much resources in the ten thousand devil grottoes. When there was a real thing, he was divided up by several senior officials of them. In fact, there was not much left to start with.

In an instant, the old ancestor of the Yellow devil had some decisions in his mind. Although it was a pity for the cold beauty, it was worthwhile to pull Jingfeng into the water, and he could also obtain spiritual tools. As for what would happen to Lin Prajna in Jingfeng's hands, it was not his concern.

"Well, no matter what your sophistry, you will change the fact that the eight wild swords are in your hands, so you should accept your life."

After thinking for a moment, the Yellow devil ancestor, who had already made a decision in his heart, suddenly became arrogant. He looked at Zhao Jiuge and said that he was not angry. At the same time, his own breath began to condense slowly, and he again had the posture of fighting.

Lin Prajna has been standing on the sidelines with a cold eye. The unpredictable look of Huang Mo Lao Zu, the hostile look of Jingfeng, and the small movements of their spiritual power transmission all fall into Lin Prajna's beautiful eyes. Although they don't know what they're trying to do, Lin doesn't have to think that it's definitely not a good thing, especially Jingfeng, who has a good appearance However, looking at it makes people sick.

"Don't talk to them anymore. If you want to do something, just do it. Just hit them directly."

Lin Prajna was cold eyed and seemed to be angry. He said directly to Zhao Jiuge, and immediately let Zhao Jiuge take up his mind and continue to explain.

Not far away, at this time, there are two figures pointing to here, but there is no sign of moving forward.

The one on the left is a middle-aged man, dressed in hemp clothes. His face is ruddy and his breath is very gentle. However, his eyebrows are very distinctive, showing red color.

The man on the right is a cold and cold youth, wearing a blue and white sword robe. Even when talking to the red man with two eyebrows, his face is like frost, and behind him is a simple blue scabbard. His whole body is full of fierce breath, just like a sharp flying sword.

One of them was the famous red devil ancestor of the Wanmo grottoes, and the other was the blue demon ancestor. They had felt several breath and fighting there before. They immediately withdrew from the cultivation state and ran here to observe it.

"Brother, do we want to help? Those two outsiders are not so simple. I'm afraid that even if they win, they will pay a lot of price."

Behind him, a cold young man with a simple green scabbard and a blue and white sword robe, said without emotion.

He is the best fighter in the ten thousand devil grottoes. He is just crazy about the sword. When he sees Bi Dou, he rushes forward at the first time. It seems that there is no fight, so he feels bored.

The red devil ancestor looked at his sixth brother and shook his head helplessly. Obviously, he understood the temper of the blue devil.

"Don't worry. The third one is very ambitious recently. He thinks that a calm wind comes and he thinks he can fix me. I really think I'm a fool and I don't know anything. Everything happens under my nose. I just don't see it. He thinks he's the only one who can help me?"

The red devil ancestor shook his head slightly and said calmly. Seeing that, he clearly knew everything. Seeing the fight between the Yellow devil and Zhao Jiuge, he did not intend to fight.

"But Brother, it doesn't matter how we fight internally, but it's external after all. If we just let it go, would it look bad? "

After a little hesitation, the cold blue devil said what he thought. After that, he took a look at the red devil's expression.

"Don't worry, I have my own discretion."

The red devil ancestor's eyes did not change. He continued to look at the fight in the distance. Seeing that, the blue devil didn't make a sound, and followed him to pay close attention to the situation in the field.

On the other hand, after Lin Prajna's voice dropped, Zhao Jiuge, who had already been on guard secretly, immediately released his spiritual power. The golden body of Sanskrit, which had just faded down, was infused with spiritual power, and once again became bright.

Lin Prajna's "Luohua" is directly out of the sheath, and the plum red sword light flashes. The sharp edge is better than Zhao Jiuge's "Hanming".

Lin Prajna, who was dressed in white and had no wind, looked like he was holding a flying sword, which made the eyes of other people in the devil cave stare round.

"I'll give it to you, and I'll give you the other two. Is there a problem?"Lin Prajna said without expression. Meanwhile, his aura of spiritual power has risen to the peak. His accomplishments in the middle of Yuanying state can be seen at a glance. Although the cultivation level is one level lower than that of the Yellow devil ancestor, the arrogance of the spiritual power is almost the same as that of the yellow devil ancestor.

"Do it!"

Seeing that Lin Prajna and Zhao Jiuge directly release their spiritual power, the Yellow demon ancestor bit his teeth and murmured. The blue spear, which had been dim before, was lit up in an instant.

Looking at the two young men and women in front of him with a serious face, he always felt some inexplicable uneasiness. Until then, he remembered that he did not know the identity of them. Then he moved a little and thought of a possibility that the two were disciples of a famous family in Qingzhou. Otherwise, ordinary forces could not cultivate such evil spirits.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in the mind of Huang Mo Lao Zu, but the release of two auras of spiritual power around him immediately interrupted his thoughts. He could not care so much. He had already started now. Even if there was anything, he would talk about it after finishing. He was afraid of provoking some forces of Huangmo Laozu, so he started to act with fear.

The head of the blue spear in the hand of the Yellow demon ancestor was pointed to the face, and a large amount of spiritual light was lifted up like waves. The sharp spear was like stars, shining bright, which made people feel cold.

The "fallen flowers" in Lin Prajna's hand gently swept out, like a cold moon with a little chill. The plum red light makes people feel frightened. After all, the sharpness of immortal utensils is not so simple, even if it is not deliberately urged by spiritual power, the power is not what ordinary people can resist.

The spear light is like a rainbow, and the sword spirit is like rain. In a flash, they touch each other.

"Boom..."

A fierce roar resounded through the sky, not only the whole grottoes, but even Xishui county heard the shock. In a moment, the whole figure of the grottoes appeared here, and those who did not know what was going on wanted to see what happened.

In this violent touch, the whole person of the Yellow devil stepped back a little, and then held the gun in one hand and held it behind his back. His face was astounded. Anyway, the hardened man fell down in the process of fighting for spiritual power!

But Lin Prajna stood firmly in the same place. With the "falling flowers" in his hands and his powerful spiritual power, Lin Prajna obviously gained the upper hand in this collision.

After touching the sword and the spear, it disappeared and turned into a little light.

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