[Chapter 467: Wu Hui Arrives]

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The consequences described by the purgatory demon lord are too shocking. Although she has practiced for two thousand years and has extraordinary concentration, her heart still sinks when she thinks of the consequences.

Not to mention her, both Mo Tingmei and Yuchi Jialiang felt their backs shiver when they heard the effect of “Jiao*xiang”.

“Despicable and shameless!” Mo Tingmei was so angry that her whole body trembled, “If you can’t beat him head-on, you will make small moves behind the scenes. The demons are really insidious and cunning!

” Cursing is the best compliment to us’. Let’s scold~Keep scolding~The harder you scold, the happier I will be.”

The Lord of Purgatory laughed loudly, the laughter was full of arrogance and complacency.

Mo Tingmei’s eyes turned red from his anger, and she almost cried.

When Yuchi Jialiang saw this, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. He couldn’t hold back, and asked the Purgatory Lord cautiously: “My lord, isn’t there an antidote for this ‘Jiao*xiang’?” “The

antidote? Of course there is.” Zuo doesn’t have it. Xianmiao Palace may or may not have it, but they definitely won’t be able to wait.”

As he spoke, he suddenly glanced at Yuchi Jialiang with a dangerous look in his eyes: “Why, you want to intercede for them again? “

Yuchi Jialiang felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head: “Don’t dare.”

“Humph~ I’m sorry, you don’t dare either.” The demon lord snorted coldly, “If you want to achieve great things, you can’t be too soft-hearted. Seeing as you lift the seal For the sake of merit, this demon lord will give you a chance to make meritorious deeds. You, go over and arrest them both.”

“Yes, master.”

Yuchi Jialiang couldn’t bear it in his heart, but he didn’t have the courage to resist the demon lord of purgatory, so he gritted his teeth and agreed. He knew in his heart that from the moment he broke the seal, he had no way out.

“Yuchi Jialiang, how dare you?!” Mo Tingmei was angry and impatient, “If you dare to touch us, I will fight you!” As she

spoke, she raised the Eight-edged Plum Blossom Bright Golden Immortal Hammer and stopped her. In front of Fairy Yaoyue, she tried to block Yuchi Jialiang with her own flesh and blood.

However, no matter how imposing she was and how hard she spoke, her pale face and precarious figure were not convincing.

Yuchi Jialiang paused, but still took out his purple short spear.

“Junior Sister, I’m sorry~”

He lowered his eyes.

The majestic magic power gathered on the short spear, and as soon as he raised his hand, the purple short spear attacked Mo Tingmei. In an instant, the fierce wind howled, and the menacing sharpness irritated the skin on Mo Tingmei’s cheeks.

Yuchi Jialiang’s attack did not hold back at all!

Mo Tingmei’s eyes darkened, and she lifted the fairy hammer and was ready to fight.

However, at this moment, Yaoyue Fairy who had been standing behind her suddenly grabbed her arm and forcibly dragged her behind her. Then, with a wave of her wide sleeves, the majestic immortal essence suddenly swept out.

“Boom~!”

Before Yuchi Jialiang had time to react, he was shot flying, flying straight for a distance of more than ten zhang before he slammed into the ruins behind him.

“Pfft~~”

Yuchi Jialiang’s whole body shook, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

With a difference of three levels, his internal organs were severely injured with just one blow. The severe pain almost made him faint, and he couldn’t even move his body. Blood foam kept overflowing from the corner of his mouth, against his pale complexion and twitching body, it looked shocking.

However, even so, it could not conceal the shock in his heart.

“How, how is it possible?!”

He forced his head to the side, looking at Fairy Yaoyue with disbelief in his eyes.

“Great Elder…” Mo Tingmei was also shocked, her eyes widened unconsciously.

It turned out that in just a few short sentences just now, Yaoyue Fairy did not know how to temporarily suppress the effect of “Jiao*xiang” and regained her fighting ability.

At this moment, Fairy Yaoyue stood awe-inspiringly in the midst of the ruins, her robe sleeves were bulging, her hair was flying, and her surging immortal essence was swaying all over her body. daunting.

If it wasn’t for her still pale face, just looking at her aura, she would look like two people.

“Huh~ I can temporarily suppress the medicinal properties of ‘Jiao*xiang’, but I have underestimated the foundation of Xianmiao Palace.” The Lord of Purgatory didn’t expect this to happen, and his face sank immediately, “However, If you think that you can escape from the palm of this seat, you are too naive.”

After finishing speaking, he stood up from the ground with a cold snort, and the wings behind him opened with a “swipe”, and his momentum suddenly exploded.

Terrifying power swept through the ancient battle camp, and the power was so strong that it was only stronger than the power produced by Yaoyue Fairy burning her soul.

Mo Tingmei’s expression changed: “How is this possible?! Isn’t he seriously injured?”

The eyes of Fairy Yaoyue also froze: “The recovery ability of the Purgatory Demon Race is even stronger than I imagined…”

In just a short while, the injuries on the Purgatory Demon Lord’s body have recovered a lot. The injuries to the internal organs are not obvious, but the hideous wounds on the body surface have healed more than half, and even the huge hole on the wings has only a few small holes left. Like a minor injury.

The self-healing ability of the purgatory demons can be seen from this.

However, now is not the time to lament the recovery ability of the purgatory demons. Just as they spoke, the figure of the purgatory demon master had already risen into the air, and a huge amount of demon energy gathered above his head, suddenly condensing into a handle A pitch-black long sword.

The long sword was about ten feet long, and the whole body was surrounded by black energy flames. The terrifying energy fluctuations spread to the surroundings as it appeared, and even the space began to tremble as if it couldn’t bear its power.

“Go!”

The purgatory demon lord raised his hand, and the demon flame long sword exuding terrifying power attacked Fairy Yaoyue.

Terrifying energy crushed through the space, and the space was shaken suddenly, and it was crushed instantly to form creases in space. Before reaching Fairy Yaoyue, the terrifying power was already almost suffocating.

Mo Tingmei was horrified, and under the terrifying coercion, she almost couldn’t even stand still: “Elder, this, this is…” “

Anode Demonic Flame Sword! This is the most famous spell of the Purgatory Lord back then. Many senior monks in our Xianmiao Palace have suffered from this trick.” Fairy Yaoyue looked dignified, and shouted in a deep voice, “I’ll stop him, you immediately find a way to get out of here.” After finishing speaking, she threw the

ink Ting Mei picked it up and threw it outside the camp, but instead of retreating, she went straight to the Yangyang Demon Flame Sword.

“Great Elder!”

Caught off guard by being thrown out, Mo Tingmei staggered a step before barely standing still.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Yaoyue Fairy rushing towards the Yangyang Demon Flame Sword under the dark red sky.

The piercing power spread across her face, her black long hair was raised back, and the moon-white clothes were constantly swaying under the action of the bulging immortal essence. From a distance, she was as decisive as a moth in a flame. , indomitable.

Mo Tingmei’s heart twitched in an instant: “Grand Elder! Don’t!”

She wanted to rush back with red eyes, but at the moment she just turned around, space ripples suddenly appeared in the void in front of her.

A pitch-black crack in space suddenly appeared in front of her.

Mo Tingmei’s eyes suddenly widened.

Just as she was in a daze, a folding fan with blue patterns on a white background suddenly swirled out from the crack in the space, and rushed towards the anode magic flame sword flying in the sky like lightning.

Fairy Yaoyue’s nerves were tense at the moment, so she naturally felt the movement behind her immediately.

However, the speed of the folding fan was too fast. Before she could react, the folding fan flew past her cheek and hit the Anode Demonic Flame Sword straight.

“Boom~!”

Amidst the deafening roar, the Anode Demon Flame Sword was instantly defeated. A terrifying energy shock wave swept out like a violent storm, shaking even the space.

Fairy Yaoyue’s heart trembled, and the bulging immortal essence immediately turned into a shield in front of her body, barely blocking the sweeping shock wave.

However, even so, she was still thrown upside down by the impact and flew several feet away before she stabilized her figure.

Mo Tingmei’s strength was far inferior to Fairy Yaoyue’s, and she was sent flying upside down, and even staggered when she landed, almost falling to the ground.

“What’s going on?”

After finally standing still, Mo Tingmei was in a state of confusion, she was pleasantly surprised that the First Elder was fine, but also confused. It’s already such a time, who else will come? Could it be Mo Yu’s guardian envoy on the main stage of Xianyuan and the two patrol envoys?

Just when she was in doubt, a lazy voice suddenly came from the side.

“It’s so lively, how can I be missing?”

Mo Tingmei was startled, and turned her head quickly, and saw a huge space crack appearing in the raging shock wave at some point, and a group of people were coming out of it.

The raging shock waves were still howling, the huge energy turbulence distorted the air, and the vision became blurred, and even the effect of divine consciousness was very limited.

From Mo Tingmei’s perspective, only a blurry figure could be seen. In the middle of the crowd, there seemed to be a bigger shadow.

She subconsciously narrowed her eyes, trying to see clearly.

However, before she could see it clearly, a folding fan with blue patterns on a white background fell from the sky and landed among the group of people.

A slender and powerful hand stretched out from the crowd and easily took it in his hand.

Master of folding fans!

Mo Tingmei’s eyes suddenly widened, and the beautiful pupils were shining brightly.

Being able to resist a blow from the Anode Demonic Flame Sword, this folding fan is at least at the top level of a fairy weapon. The owner of this folding fan is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise he would definitely not be able to withstand the blow of the devil.

Who will it be?

She held her breath and concentrated on it, trying harder to see clearly, anticipating endlessly in her heart.

As if feeling her urgency, the raging energy turbulence finally gradually weakened, and the field of vision gradually became clearer.

Among the crowd, there was an incomparably gorgeous chariot.

Pulling the cart in front of the chariot are two beautiful green phoenixes, and on the chariot is a large grand master’s chair. On the grand master’s chair, a handsome young man in white robes is lazily shaking a folding fan, looking at this scene with a leisurely attitude. side.

This face…

This face is so familiar to Mo Tingmei. Isn’t this the bastard second generation ancestor who robbed her prey several times before, Wang Dong? !

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