Chapter 502

The movement on the grassland soon attracted the attention of many people nearby. Looking at the huge Chongming bird, some people recognized it.

"It's a Chongming bird!"

Although Chongming bird is not as big as the Kunpeng, it is actually a huge thing no matter who looks at it. When it flies at night, a great shadow appears on the grassland.

Some of them stood in the shadow, sighing.

"This is the God pride of the demon soil."

"It's said that this is also a big demon's parent-child, with high fighting power and difficult to deal with. Now, who is he going to kill with his real body?"

A wild monk came to Jingnan with a long sword on his back. Looking at this huge Chongming bird, he said angrily, "since you are a demon family, you should cut it!"

He drew a knife to the sky, and a white knife light appeared in people's sight.

But a moment later, he was interrupted by a powerful Qi machine, which destroyed the wild monk's internal organs.

With a bang, the wild man from Jingnan broke into pieces.

Blood and flesh fell all over the floor.

Some of the wild men looked at the scene, and their eyes widened.

This wild monk came from Jingnan. He had a deep realm. He met several times before. They suffered a lot for one or two magic weapons. Who knows, the Chongming bird killed him without even looking at him.

What kind of state should this be.

Is it a twilight place?

Many of them were still in fear, but they soon came back to their senses. Everyone looked at the remains of Yexiu in Jingnan.

They looked at each other, tacitly.

Soon, there was a fierce battle here.

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"The locust tree is not yet in front of the wind and green grass, it's not the way to recover the wild grass

For the sake of a human race, it is obviously wrong to fight against the demon clan's fellow soldiers.

The demons are not accepted.

Green locust cold face, looking at the heavy night, a body to kill the intention not to cover up, "others I don't care, if you want to kill him, you will die first today."

With these words, Qinghuai has taken something out of his arms.

It's a whip.

It's more like a green snake.

Heavy night said: "how can you be my opponent now, if not for your father's face, you would have died in my hands."

Green locust does not speak, just a body of majestic air, a mention again and again, soon climb to the top.

A few years ago, when they were in Qingtian City, they already knew that Qinghuai's realm was retrogressive. They were no longer the woman who could suppress the younger generation. But now it seems that, in the past few years, the realm of Qinghuai has risen so fast that it seems to be on a par with him.

Heavy night flapping wings, behind the grass was blown by the wind, swaying, looking very pitiful.

Hu Yue stood at the far end, looking at the woman's back, indifferent.

Once upon a time, he had thought of marrying her.

Green locust did not speak any more, looking at the heavy night, is a whip forward.

She was very angry at first. When she came here, she didn't even see the person she met. She had been impatient for a long time and didn't leave at night. If she stood in front of her, she would fight.

The long whip of the green locust tree looks very short, but once it is swung out, it begins to grow very quickly. It is really like a green snake biting it.

Since the heavy night has stood in front of the green locust, naturally can not show weakness.

It just shows that there are advantages and disadvantages in real life.

At least for now, if we really want to fight the enemy with the real body, it will be very troublesome.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, the night turned into a human figure. He did not know when a folding fan appeared in his hand. He collided with the long whip to prevent the green locust's whip from winding up.

Qingtianjun is a group of green snakes, whose blood is not so strong, but also has gone to the sea. Later, when Qinghuai was born again, it had already given birth to Qinghuai, which was no worse than those noble races.

Chongming bird is regarded as an ancient god bird in some ancient books. Whether it is a big demon blood or not, it is extremely extraordinary blood. Since chongye is also a big demon blood, it is even more extraordinary.

His city is deep, but the realm is not weak at all.

In the short-term confrontation with the enemy, there was no loss of momentum.

It even looks a little leisurely.

In those years when the green locust oppressed the whole demon soil young people, Fenglu, the big black donkey, was said to be no less proud than the green locust, and the heavy night was even more said that sooner or later he would catch up.

In fact, for these young people, the demon kings who are high above have their own ideas.

Knowing who has greater potential and whose future path is broader, as long as there is no big mistake, there will be no abnormality.

Just like Qinghuai, in those years, even if she was walking very fast, there were not many demon kings who would think that she would definitely step into the sea. After all, qingtianjun is an alien, and it is difficult for Qinghuai to copy the miracle of her father's generation.Fenglu stood in the distance, in front of him, was Xiqiu.

This young man from the Xishan clan is the most admired descendant of Xishan, the first monk to climb the building in the demon land.

He stood here, looking at the ravine, clutching the knife in his hand.

He has his own pride, and certainly won't do it at this moment.

Whether to Li Fuyao or to Qinghuai.

Not far away, someone came out of the grassland.

He was a pale young man. He looked like he had a serious illness. He had no spirit. Feng Lu frowned when he looked at him.

There are not many young people in the whole demon land who can make him care, except for the heavy night and the green locust tree.

Even Hu Yue and Bi Yu are not important figures in Feng Lu's eyes.

But this one, he was a little worried.

Demon soil said that they represent the highest level of demon soil young people, no mistake, but does not mean that there will be no other people.

Like the one in front of you.

In the past few years, the most brilliant young people in the demon land, except Bi Yu, had more or less some relationship with the big demon, either the parent and son of the big demon, or the nephew of the big demon.

At the beginning, like Bi Yu, he had no deep background.

But it was before.

From one day on, no more.

Because the demon king of this clan came back from the mountains and rivers.

The demon king of Pingnan was suppressed in the Zhen demon bowl for many years. Everyone thought that the demon king had died. Who knows, Chao Qingqiu chopped the demon bowl with a sword, and the big demon was able to get out of the predicament and return to the demon land. Although he had not been able to take some territory in the hands of some demon king, the ferocious clan to which the Pingnan demon king belonged would no longer be appointed I was bullied.

In the past years, this young man has always been the only pillar of the ferocious clan.

A monk in Taiqing became the most powerful fighting force of the whole clan. It can be seen that the ferocious clan has declined to this point.

The young man looked at Feng Lu, stopped his steps and said powerless, "just to join in the fun."

Feng Lu doesn't care: "no matter whether it's a party or not, if you want to do it, then do it."

"I can't beat you. The Lord demon of my family mentioned more times to you than the others combined."

Feng Lu naturally knew that he was talking about the demon king of Pingnan. He didn't know much about that demon king, but as long as he knew it was the demon king, it was enough. After all, there was no monk in the sea, who was a simple character.

"It's a blessing to have the demon king praise."

Feng Lu was very serious once.

The young man shook his head solemnly and said, "the demon king just said that if you work harder, you can't make them juxtapose with you. You are very strong. Sooner or later, I will beat you once."

He's not talking about a fight, but about beating you once.

It's a sign of great confidence.

If someone else said so, Feng Lu would not care, but when he heard the young man say so, he said seriously, "I'll wait for you."

After finishing this sentence, they have no intersection.

Looking at the battle between Qinghuai and chongye, the sick young man sighed: "the city hall of heavy night is too deep, and the fight is not straightforward at all. If I had been there, I would have beaten him, regardless of whether he was qingtianjun's daughter."

With these words, the young man rubbed his cheek again, frowned and whispered: "not very good. If this blow goes on, and she doesn't beat her to death, and her whip will soon be around my neck, how can I deal with it?"

Feng Lu didn't care about his words at first, but after half a quarter of an hour, when there was no victory or defeat between Qinghuai and chongye, the young man kept saying that he was a little black.

It turns out that this is a guy who is even more obsessed with Ye Sheng's songs.

Feng Lu sighed. Since such a guy said that he would beat him, he would not give up. If those uninteresting people pestered him like this, he would just beat him to death. However, this guy is interesting and can't be killed.

Since you can't kill it, that's a problem.

Feng Lu asked himself that the most troublesome thing in his life was to meet trouble. When he met this young man, he really wanted to go around and hide in the future?

As soon as Feng Lu thought of it, he felt very upset.

He regained his mind and looked at the battlefield.

Although green locust thought of something in the middle of the road, the speed of practice returned to the original, but after all, she was no longer the brilliant woman who oppressed all the young people in the demon soil.

In the face of heavy night, it's a bit tricky.

Heavy night several shots, can be seriously injured or even killed Green locust, but is looking at her behind the Qing Tian Jun, just did not hurt the killer.

The green locust's face was pale, and some could not support it.

In the night, he opened the whip with a folding fan in his hand, and a black dark thunder appeared in the palm of his hand, which was full of thunder on the sky.Soon, several dark thunder fell on the grassland, roaring, the scene was appalling.

Green locust hand whip out, abruptly interrupted several xuanlei, to the back, even her long whip on the arc.

The night cold looking at the gully, hands up, palm produced a number of dark thunder, straight into the sky.

Then, like the sky feeding back, more than a dozen black thunder fell on the grassland.

Except for a few, it is aimed at the green locust.

The rest went to the place where Li Fuyao disappeared.

Xuanlei fell on the grassland, and the earth was all over the sky.

The grass is flying.

There are few people who can study the thunder method of pressing the box and the bottom of the Ming Dynasty. Chongye has outstanding talent. It is amazing to be able to display such prestige in Taiqing.

If you change to someone else, I'm afraid that even a mysterious thunder is still hard to produce. Where can it be like a heavy night.

A hand will give birth to so many thunder.

The majestic and incomparable Xuan Lei constantly falls from the sky, and the green locust is trapped in it, just like a fallen leaf, looks very bleak.

Chan Zi came to the grassland from that mountain and stood beside him. Gu Yuan was beside him. He didn't want to come here.

Because there are so many demon clans on the grassland, if we want to keep fighting with him, he can't beat them.

But Gu Yuan asked, and Zen came.

As soon as he appeared in the room.

The young man, who looked very weak, raised his eyebrows.

"Monk?"

Feng Lu looks at Zen son and thinks about the bald donkey he met with Li Fuyao before. His expression is very plain.

Demon soil and swordsman have a feud, and the hatred with Buddha land is not small.

Bi Yu fell into the distance and went to Feng Lu. He didn't show any sign about it.

Zen son put his hands together and let himself out.

He didn't come here so rashly.

Behind him came a woman in a white dress.

Many women in this world like to wear white skirts.

But the most famous one is ye Shengge.

She came out from behind Zen and looked at these people with no sadness or joy on her face.

The ferocious young man looked at ye Shengge, frowned and said, "which kind of Dao is that?"

He is asking, either Feng Lu or Bi Yu.

Bi Yu said, "there should be no one else."

By the time he said this, he was already building up his momentum.

If Qinghuai is the strongest among the younger generation of demon soil, ye Shengge is the strongest in the whole world and the younger generation.

This has not changed for a long time.

Taoist school's Taichu list has not been dominated by Taoism all the time?

Ye Shengge looked at those Xuan Lei and said, "since it is already morning and evening, what are you hiding and doing?"

As she opened her mouth, not only the Zen son around her, but also Bi Yu and Feng Lu were a little distracted.

Hu Yue's face turned pale in the distance.

Everyone knows that chongye Chengfu is deep, but no one has ever thought that he has been so deep in Chengfu that he has crossed the twilight without letting others know.

Hu Yueshen is very complicated. Although he was defeated in the previous battle with Li Fuyao, according to his idea, even if he was defeated by Li Fuyao, the rest of the young people in the demon soil would not be his opponents.

But this has not been long, the heavy night has already crossed the Taiqing, to the morning and evening.

That said, heavy night is the first person to be sure of this demon soil!

Hu Yue looks at the night with hatred in her eyes.

Chongye looked at ye Shengge and said, "it's worthy of being a kind of Taoist."

While talking, chongye had already received xuanlei, looked at ye Shengge and said seriously: "since it's daozhong, it's better to have a fight and see who is the first one?"

Although the dark thunder in the sky has disappeared, there is still one in the palm of the heavy night, rolling in his palm.

Ye Shengge did not look at him, but asked, "where is Li Fuyao?"

What she cares about has never been what the younger generation first said.

She didn't care, but many of the field trips in the distance did.

Who is ye Shengge? In other words, she is the most powerful young man of the human race. In other words, she represents the human race in the fog mountain.

Now she ignores the heavy night. What kind of thing is this? Is it a sign of weakness?

In other words, the Terran is not as good as the demon clan?

Many of them bowed their heads and felt humiliated.

Ye Shengge falls in front of the gully and looks down, silent.

Heavy night looked at Ye Sheng song's back, did not speak.

Although at the beginning of this trip to Wushan mountain, it was said that each of them should look for the magic weapons of sages, and finally the victory or defeat was determined by the number. In fact, neither the demon clan nor the Terran thought about this matter. From the beginning, the two convenient people thought about how to kill each other.If you kill all of them, you will win.

But later, there were countless monks in the fog mountain, which made the situation difficult. The young people who first entered the fog mountain knew that the rules made by the saints were meaningless. But they never thought that in a few months, the highest fighting power of the Terran and the highest fighting power of the demon clan would meet in this way.

If we really want to distinguish between the high and the low in this grassland, is it not equivalent to saying that this trip to Wushan is over?

But is it so easy?

Heavy night indifferent way: "Ye Sheng song, you dare not move?"

If it was polite before, now it is very direct.

Ye Shengge did not speak, or looking at the gully.

Li Fuyao's sword gang has cut deep ravines, but he can't see the end of it.

Heavy night looks a little ugly, still want to say something, but did not have time.

Somewhere in the grassland, there is a bloody knife light.

The one who took the lead was not someone else, but Xiqiu.

He held a knife and chopped it down at ye Shengge.

Xishan is his uncle, the most powerful sword.

Xiqiu also took the same route in learning Dao.

Even in the heavy night, he frowned.

The sick young man has a light in his eyes.

His favorite opponent is either a real strong man like Feng Lu or the most simple and direct one like Xiqiu.

If you want to fight, you can't get so much nonsense.

The light of the bloody knife spreads out and soon falls behind ye Shengge.

Ye Shengge stood up and turned his head. He didn't do anything, but a talisman came out of his sleeve.

When the talisman met the light of the sword, he was immediately cut in two by a knife, but soon formed a barrier.

The knife light can't go any further.

Ye Shengge looked at Xiqiu standing in the distance and asked, "do you want to die?"

The voice was flat, and it didn't look like a threat.

But a lot of people there felt nervous.

Chan Tzu lowered his head and whispered, "Amitabha." many people in the world know that Ye Sheng's song has gone into the morning and evening, but only a few people know that ye Shengge has gone a step further.

It's about to reach the spring and Autumn period.

No one in the world has ever had the speed of Ye Sheng song.

How dare others say that they can easily win such a kind of Taoism.

The talisman gradually melted, and the light of the sword was scattered.

Ye Shengge looked at a group of demon nationality young people in front of him and said lightly: "if you really want to fight, then you can fight."

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