"Let's go!"

Fang Qingxue didn't listen to Fang Tangjing's explanation, looked at his bleeding tiger's mouth, grabbed him again, and took off into the air, the purple lightning flashed around him, and the thunderbolt shook a way in the endless black mist, and the wind was galloping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fang Tangjing was grabbed, his whole body couldn't move, as if he was paralyzed, he saw that the black fog in front of him was constantly being washed away, Fang Qingxue's face became more and more pale, and occasionally coughed, drops of blood dripped from his lips, and dyed a bright peach blossom on his snow-white clothes, obviously the injury was not light.

"Heavenly Demon Slaughter God, Take the Moon and Pick the Stars......"

A vast demon sound suddenly appeared in the black mist, and the sound waves condensed into spears one by one, stabbing fiercely at Fang Qingxue's protective purple lightning, killing one purple lightning after another.

Subsequently, the black fog in front of him became even more intense, and one of the huge "demon hands" came down, like a big net fishing, catching Fang Qingxue in his hands.

"Providence is like a knife, kill all ......"

Fang Qingxue's face did not change, one palm was erected in front of his chest, and a purple electric knife light as thick as a bucket slashed fiercely, slashing towards the center of the demon hand.

As soon as the demon hand retracted to the center, he immediately wanted to hold the sword light.

"Everything is there!" Fang Qingxue closed her eyes, as if she was accumulating strength, after accumulating three breaths, her eyes opened violently, and the huge Yin Thunder Knife suddenly exploded, turning into tens of millions of rotating knife lights, and among the pieces of knife light, countless scenes appeared, including houses, palaces, cities, trees, flowers and plants, mountain peaks, immortals, thunder, flames, heavenly winds, dragons and tigers...... Everything, everything is in it.

Phew!

The demon hand was actually torn apart by the light of her sword.

This tear, in the dark fog of the sky, suddenly showed a glimmer of light.

Fang Qingxue grabbed the Fang Tang Mirror, shuttled through this glimmer of light, and disappeared.

On the altar of the demon god, the demon god incarnation waved his sleeves again, and all the black fog in the sky dissipated in an instant. The underworld is back to its sparkling tranquility.

Above the ground, the scorching sun hangs high, it is the desert at noon, and the blazing sun is enough to dry the moisture of the human body.

"Have we escaped from the underground? What is this place? ”

A purple lightning pierced the sky and landed on a tall sand dune, revealing two figures, it was Fang Tangjing and Fang Qingxue.

"You just stay here, I was hit by a demon god's heavenly demon handprint, and my mana collapsed! He had just broken through his demon spell and tried his best, but he couldn't imagine that a small clone of the master of the Immortal Secret Realm would be so powerful. But it's okay, I finally know how powerful the master of the Immortal Secret Realm is. Among the true disciples of the Feather Sect, I am afraid that I am the only one who fights with the masters of the Immortal Secret Realm...... Ahem......"

Fang Qingxue sat cross-legged on the ground and put down the Fang Tang Mirror, a smile actually appeared on her face, as if she was very satisfied with fighting with the demon god.

"Senior sister, are you seriously injured?" Fang Tangjing hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, I use my mana to refine the demonic qi of the Heavenly Demon Great Handprint, and the Purple Electric Yin Thunder Knife Divine Power I have cultivated can refine all demonic energy, but it will take time!" Fang Qingxue glanced at Fang Tang Mirror, "You were actually able to kill Shura, although it was by luck, but it was also shocking, and it surprised me more and more." You can help me protect the Dharma. ”

While speaking, she threw away the Seven Evil Gourd in her hand, and Fang Tangjing hurriedly caught it. The body sank, "It's so heavy!" "A small gourd, there are dozens of catties. I don't know what's inside.

"The spirit of blood in these seven gourds has been wiped out by me, so you can sacrifice blood now." Fang Qingxue said: "This gourd is a treasure, but Wang Molin, the little devil, has refined a kind of wolf smoke, and there are some small insects, which are simply violent, in fact, the most powerful thing about this gourd is that there is a seven-killing sword array inside." As long as you put the seven-mouth spirit weapon-level flying sword into the gourd, you can arrange it into a seven-killing sword formation, and kill the gods when you meet the gods, and kill the ghosts when you meet the ghosts. It's amazing. However, seven flying swords are rare. The Demon Dao is not good at refining weapons. So much so that the Seven Killing Sword Array inside had no sword and could not exert its power. After you enter the inner gate in the future, slowly collect the seven flying swords. ”

While speaking, Fang Qingxue closed her eyes, and the purple electric gossamer all over her body condensed herself into a large purple cocoon, and her body was wrapped in the cocoon, and two purple electric snakes hovered outside it.

These two purple electric snakes have shed their antlers, eagle claws, and beards, and they do not form dragon shapes.

"Seven Kills Sword Formation? Don't I have seven flying swords? Spiritual Wind, Silver Snake, Red Desire, and four others? Fang Tangjing's heart moved, and at this moment, suddenly, in the distant sky, a blue flame dragged out a long tail, galloped over, and instantly stopped in mid-air, revealing a young man in green clothes.

It is the true disciple of Biyan Peak, Jin Shitai.

"Fang Qingxue, I finally found you." Jin Shitai stayed in the air, constantly running his mana, and then looked at Fang Tang Mirror, "Seven Evil Gourds!" You! Offer the gourd. ”

"The Seven Evil Gourd is such a powerful treasure, you want it, it's simply unreasonable, but this person is a master of the Divine Power Secret Realm, a true disciple, I should make a decision immediately! Otherwise, he can clean me up with one move. ”

Fang Tangjing knew Jin Shitai and knew that he was the true disciple who presided over Biyan Peak, and he was even more elusive compared to Shura, he was definitely not his opponent, even if he used a flying sword and a blood cotton magic robe, he was not his opponent.

The difference between the supernatural secret realm and the physical realm is too great, and there is a world of difference.

While Jinshitai was talking, Fang Tangjing shook the "Seven Evil Gourds", and suddenly, billowing smoke came out of it, and it turned out to be the "Seven Evil Smoke of the Heavenly Wolf".

This wolf smoke first wrapped his body into a magic ball, invulnerable, and at the same time wrapped Fang Qingxue in it. Wolf smoke magic ball, first protect yourself.

In the face of an opponent like Jin Shitai, it was impossible to defeat at all, so he could only fight with the power of the treasure weapon, protect it with all his might, and wait for Fang Qingxue to refine his demonic qi and come to his senses.

His tiger's mouth was shattered by Shura's strength, and the blood on it flowed for a long time, and when he grabbed the "Seven Evil Gourd", the blood had already stained the spirituality of the gourd, and he immediately had a close and inseparable flesh and blood induction with this gourd. When Fang Qingxue seized the gourd, he had already used his magical power to erase the spirit of blood inside, whoever dripped blood first would be his.

"Junior! Daring! Dare to disobey! ”

Jin Shitai didn't expect Fang Tangjing to be so straightforward, and he didn't answer, so he used the wolf smoke protection of the "Seven Evil Gourds", and his face couldn't help but change, showing a trace of hideousness, and he was obviously angry.

"It's okay, I'll kill you today, you think that with a treasure, you can compete with the master of the Divine Power Secret Realm? You are so naïve! ”

As he spoke, Jin Shitai waved his hands, and suddenly, seven emerald green flames, like sword qi, were killed in the air! The flames burst through the air with a long, rumbling roar.

On the desert, the scorching sun was in the sky, and it was originally golden, but the turquoise flames of Jinshitai reflected a radius of several miles, and the golden sand dunes turned into green mountains and green waters.

Fang Tang Jing knew that this was the Emerald Seven Cultivation Divine Mang! It is one of the eight supernatural powers of feathering. Parallel with the Purple Electric Yin Thunder Knife, one is fire and the other is electricity, each with its own strengths.

"Bang bang bang...... "Bang bang......

A series of turquoise flames slammed into the wolf smoke ball, and it actually made a sound like a sledgehammer striking a bell, which shook Fang Tang Mirror's qi and blood, but the blue flame seven cultivation gods did not blast through the wolf smoke magic ball. Only the wolf smoke around him shook in all directions, and the smoke clouds were surging like waves.