Chapter 431

PS: busy with the network cable, back and forth several times, today is good.

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Lin Fei thinks as he flies.

Who was that woman, who seemed to want to help herself, or something else?

How to come to the kingdom of demons with Emperor's strength will not be idle and have nothing to do.

Lin Fei is very sensitive to the breath. That woman's strength is the imperial strength, the real imperial strength.

Look at the other side, stay in the void for a long time.

There are two purposes in this, either to prepare the mantis to catch cicadas and the Yellow finches are in the rear.

Or just passing by.

"Forget it, forget it. The woman didn't do it. Next time, we must pay attention to the surroundings. In case of a cruel person, it will be difficult to clean up today."

When Lin Fei thought about it, he still had a cold sweat on his head.

In particular, the hairball, eating the sage God.

Space beast anyone will be envious, but Lin Fei can't see the desire on that woman, and seems to look at a very common thing.

"Xin Kui, they don't know that maoqiu is an ancient evil dragon."

"Although the kingdom of demons is dangerous, it is a good place to upgrade. Taking advantage of this time, I must try my best to upgrade, at least to reach the level of the emperor to ensure the strength of leaving. I believe one year is enough for me."

A year later, Lin Fei was able to use this period of time to improve his strength again.

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Golden Hall.

The White Devil's soul bead is broken.

The news was reported as soon as possible.

The rest of the saints were all surprised and then angry.

The sage's strength has been regarded as a high-level sword God society. Now a high-level one has died, which naturally makes them very dissatisfied.

If this is spread to the outside, the sword God will be greatly affected.

After all, the sword God has always been a symbol of strength outside.

It's always the sword God who kills people.

It's not someone else who kills the sword.

But someone did, and a saint died.

It's not a small thing.

"Young master, let me take someone to kill him and avenge brother Baimo."

In the hall, a friend of the White Devil stood up, his face full of anger.

"Young master, let's do it."

I don't need to come back soon

"What, he is a disciple of our sword God sect?"

"He is so brave that he dares to kill his classmates."

The saints were right at once.

The sword God sent the news down to all saints.

After seeing the above information, all the faces showed an incredible expression.

Xuanzong hierarchy?

Invincible sword?

New core disciples?

this information makes them doubt that they have read it wrong.

A core disciple is so abnormal, and the White Devil Taoist is a strong Saint at least. Is he killed like this?

It's impossible. It must be impossible. There must be a mistake.

After thousands of years of practice, they became saints. Nowadays, it's so easy for a little boy to kill a saint. They don't take them as a saint.

If that's the case, they can't help feeling a lot of pressure.

Such new people can never appear, which will affect their status.

The sword God association is the first organization in the sword God sect. Naturally, it can find out a person. Although Lin Fei seldom goes out, he still has records. It is normal to find out.

The sword God stood up and said, "I have my own ideas about the matter of Linfei. We should do the things in front of us well."

As soon as they heard what was in front of them, the matter of Lin Fei became unimportant.

Soon, there was a man left in the hall.

The sword God is the only one.

Then a dark shadow appeared in the dark.

"Young master, the Moon Fairy went to the kingdom of demons."

On the sword God's cold face, he sneered, "Moon Fairy, you are looking for death. It's equal to the accomplishment of divine skill cultivation and promotion to the immortal. You are destined to belong to me, ha ha ha!"

Time is in a hurry.

A year passed.

The kingdom of demons.

This dangerous place is repeating the same thing every day.

Either human beings kill the demons, or the demons attack the killers. They cycle day after day, year after year.

"Damn it, there are no demons here!"

In a depression, a group of young people are standing in the depression, looking puzzled.

"It's really strange. We've found eight or nine places here. Why can't we meet the demons? It's hard to see them all killed.""It's been half a year, and you can still see demons and other little ghosts. Now these places where the demons could have gathered are all empty, as if they had been slaughtered."

"Don't mention it. It seems that there is such a thing. I heard other senior brothers say that the underground world is the same, and the number of demons is much less."

"This should not be possible. There are countless demons in the kingdom of demons. If you want to kill them, you have to be soft hearted. Besides, the demons are so powerful that we should be careful, not to mention others."

"I still remember a place where there are so many demons gathered. We might as well go there and hunt them. Maybe we can get something."

"None of these places, there should be."

This group of people are all the disciples of the sword God sect. They come out in groups to hunt down the demons.

As a result, in the places where they used to come, demons disappeared. Except for sporadic demons, the demons of large teams seemed to disappear.

There were no demons in this place, so they had to change places.

But when they were not far from the valley, a group of people could not help stopping.

Everyone looked at each other.

"My God, who is that man?"

"What a powerful sword technique! Look at those demons. If you go down this sword, at least hundreds of demons will be killed!"

"Strong, too strong."

"What kind of sect is that guy? I'm afraid we can't find such a one among our core disciples?"

In the valley, groups of dark demons were being slaughtered by a man in black. With each sword going down, the demons turned into demons and were put away one after another.

In their eyes, the fierce demon general, the demon commander, could hardly resist a move, that is, he was bombed and killed.

Killing demons is like cutting vegetables and melons.

These arrogant sword God disciples, in the face of this brutal means, each suffered a blow.

Fierce, absolutely fierce.

Within a column of incense time, countless demons were slaughtered.

The whole valley is open.

They just watched the demons being blasted to death.

"No, he's coming."

"Don't move. Don't move."

"Once this kind of person comes out, we don't want to leave alive."

These people are nervous.

Fortunately, they are the disciples of the sword God sect, so they can calm down.

In the face of such fierce people, fleeing is an act of seeking death. It is not as good as the present situation, and the chance of survival is relatively large. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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