Beiran smiled slightly: "What, surprised?" ”

The Demon Lord looked at the person who came, his face was full of hostility, and asked the people around him: "Yan'er, who is she?" ”

Yan Luo couldn't believe it, and even his voice trembled slightly: "The goldfish demon I caught, half a month ago, I dug out her heart and threw her into the demon refining furnace. ”

"This ...... What is this possible, and how did she come out? "The Demon Lord also felt incredible, although he had not personally participated in Yan Luo's self-righteous beast casting, but he had more or less heard from his subordinates that all the demons who were put into the demon refining furnace by Yan Luo were extremely vicious demons, and a little goblin like Bei Dye who had no spells could only be reduced to the food of the side demons when he entered, and he also lost his heart, how did she break through the encirclement with her small body.

"It's only been half a month, but how do I feel that I have been in there longer than the three hundred years I have lived before." Bei Ran spread out his palms, looking at his bloody hand that had penetrated a person's heart when he was outside the door, and said quietly.

"Someone! Get her back for me! ”

Yan Luo couldn't see Beiran dangling in front of her anymore, for some reason, she always felt that she looked very uncomfortable now, especially her red and gold eyes, as if there were barbs on her eyes, and a glance at someone could slash her heart a few times. And for Yan Luo, who is keen on refining monster poisons, she couldn't be clearer about Bei Dye's situation at this time, just by her white hair and the resentment on her body, she can completely judge that this person is like a demon.

"People?" Bei Ran glanced at her, turned slightly, took half a step to the side, made way for the middle to lead to the door, and said expressionlessly: "Don't scream, you see, no one." ”

Yan Luo and the Demon Lord looked out at the same time, and everywhere they saw was blood, and the corpses of countless demon soldiers lay across the blood-stained ground, and the death was tragic, and as far as the eye could see, there was no one who could still move.

The Demon Monarch was extremely angry, looked at Bei Ran's eyes wide with anger, and asked her, "What did you do?!" ”

Bei Ran glanced at him, turned around and went in another direction: "Don't worry, I didn't finish the killing, those outside just because I didn't want to submit to me, I cleared out a few dissidents, and I still have the obedient ones." ”

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say it, give me this position, I'll try to see if it's comfortable or not." Bei Yan pointed to the chair placed on the central axis in the high part of the hall, and said lightly.

After saying that, Bei Ran ignored the gaze of the two of them, walked straight up, and then sat down on the Nahua chair, one leg on the other's knee, which looked particularly casual.

The Demon Lord was so angry that he was about to blow his beard and glare, and shouted: "How can the throne of my dignified Demon King be touched by your little demon, don't be presumptuous!" ”

After speaking, he flew forward, and with one hand he was about to capture the North Dye on the seat. Seeing that he was menacing, Bei Ran put down one of the arms on the armrest, without the slightest fear on his face, jumped up directly from the chair, faced the person in the air, and fought with him for a few rounds.

Yan Luo watched the two fight below, dumbfounded, she couldn't have imagined that the North Dye Sutra, who was as weak as an ant not long ago, would become so powerful in just a few dozen days, compared to the Demon Lord who had profound skills and commanded one side, she was not at all at a disadvantage, and even had a bit of a momentum of becoming more and more courageous.

She was uneasy, but she had to watch anxiously from the side, the magic field condensed by the two people in front of her when they were fighting was too grand, so that she couldn't get close to half a minute at all.

Bei Ran seriously dealt with the cunning demon lord in front of her, carefully watched out for his unexpected bad moves, and when she found the opportunity, she attacked with all her might. Dozens of rounds later, she spotted the opportunity to quickly slash down her opponent's next move before she could react, trying to hit him hard.

But the Demon Lord is the master of one party, and in the face of her powerful blow, he was not instantly defeated, but took that move steadily and faced her.

The two of them were in a stalemate in the huge space, and the magic seal sent out in his palm was always in the middle, not deflecting half a point to either person, but it could be seen that the state of the two was different. Bei Ran's face was heavy and he continued to push forward, and although the Demon Lord also caught this force and didn't let it get close to him, he was already sweating profusely, and the situation was not very good.

The North Dye Dantian gathers qi, and the power of the whole body is on the right arm, and the gathering is completed, and the power of ten percent is struck out, this palm is like a rainbow, wrapped in the destruction of all the qi added to the left palm, because of this style, the aura between the fields is instantly stronger than twice as much as before, and the things in the distance of the hall are shaken and shaken. At the same time, the Demon Lord was powerless to fight back, and was hit in the heart by this palm, and instantly bounced far away.

It didn't stop until now, and in the moment he fell, Bei Ran collected his palm, dodged and chased after him, his right hand curled his fingers into claws, swept across his chest, and a strong bloody breath suddenly filled the air.

When the Demon Lord was injured and fell to the ground, Yan Luo quickly stepped forward to help his father up, and the next moment, he saw him spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and his limbs could not move at all due to the severity of his injuries. There were also four extra long and deep blood grooves on his chest, and the blood seeped through his clothes and dripped to the ground.

Yan Luo was angry, she put her father down, pulled out the long whip she was used to from her body, and stepped forward with the whip, but she didn't know that this time was different from the past, Bei Ran was no longer the little demon who let her bully at will, she was not close to Bei Ran's body with the whip, she was defeated by Bei Ran's move, and she couldn't get up on the ground, and this injury this time was better than the one when she was thrown by Ji Changkong by the Jing River.

Bei Ran looked at the two people gasping for blood on the ground, only to feel very comfortable, she laughed to herself a few times, and then raised her right hand, which had strong and sharp nails and longer than fingers, and admired herself: "Speaking of which, thank you, the claws of the wolf eagle in your stove are really useful, if there is no it, if I want to dig out your heart one day, I have to use a knife to gouge it out, and now I have it on my body, and it is convenient to do anything." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned her face forward, straight towards Yan Luo, and said fiercely: "Did you say?" ”

Yan Luo looked at her who was crazy at the moment, timidly speechless, and shrank back with his palms supporting his body.

Bei Dye took a step closer: "What are you retreating?" You're scared of me? ”

Yan Luo still didn't dare to speak, and the demon lord not far away struggled to sit up, and shouted to Bei Ran: "Demon girl, don't move her, you have the ability, let's fight again." ”

These words attracted Beiran's attention, and I don't know if she felt that person was overwhelmed, she smiled hideously, looked back at him and said, "Okay, since you want to die first, then I will fulfill you." ”