"Ah~!" The golden armored corpse howled miserably, and as the golden vortex was swallowed up, its originally red eyes gradually became hollow and dull.
At this moment, behind it, a bloody sword curtain rolled over, covering its body in layers.
An even more miserable howl came as expected. Tianjiu stood three feet away with his sword in his arms, plugging his ears with his hands. He looked at the tumbling sword curtain that was getting smaller and smaller. He grinned and muttered: "Dead zombie! How louder than a ghost."
It’s still ugly! If I had known this, I would have cut your tongue first! I have already said that if you are exposed to the god of plague, your skin will peel off even if you don’t die. I cut off one of your arms last time, and you haven’t learned your last name yet, so I’ll mess with you again.
Master, I can only cut you into gold and mud this time!"
Tianjiu hummed endlessly, standing aside as if watching a play. After a hundred breaths, the sword curtain dispersed, the trumpet sound stopped, and a touch of golden fly ash curled up in the air and fell on the white waves, as if sprinkled with
Layers of dazzling gold.
"Oh, what a refined corpse. It can reveal the secret of transforming into a god. It would be great if I could take it back! Just like that, I turned it into gold and clay. I am a prodigal, a real prodigal!"
After someone shook his head and finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Nan Zhantian not far away, and then jumped up: "You fool! My second fool! You... you... what have you done?!"
"Brother Tian, what's wrong? Zhan Tian's fifth-level sword intent has reached the middle level, and with nine sword strikes in a row, these eight witches were all killed!" Nan Zhantian held Nan Yu Sword, Yun Danfengqing answered.
Around Nan Zhantian's feet, there were layers of broken corpses, jade arms, breasts, headless bodies, and even a few heads of beauties who had remained silent until death.
"Nan Zhantian, Uncle Zhan! Please, God of Plague, don't kill beauties indiscriminately in the future, especially such delicate beauties with boundless beauty and extraordinary cultivation. You have directly sealed their Dantian. You have high morals and don't want to suffer. Send
Give it to me, the God of Plague, and I won’t refuse anyone who comes! Okay? I’m begging you!”
Tianjiu lamented again and again, looking at the corpses of the beautiful women lying on the ground, feeling as if he was being cut into pieces of flesh.
"I'm sorry! There is nothing I can do to forgive Zhan Tian. Zhan's sword will devour blood. As long as it is an enemy, no matter male or female, beautiful or ugly, either they will die or I will die!"
"Cough cough cough! You... you...! Prodigal son, you are the real prodigal son! Third aunt, how did you train your man?" Tianjiu trembled with anger and shouted at the top of his throat.
※※
Dongfang Qingqing's new palace dress was torn again, but this time there were some disordered sword wounds, her chest and back were soaked with blood, and her jade face was even stained with blood. She held tightly
He was holding a flying sword that reached the level of a spiritual treasure. The sword was riddled with pits and cracks, filled with spiritual dust. The sword was also whining and was almost on the verge of breaking.
The beautiful middle-aged woman on the white peak was also in a miserable state. She was pierced in seven or eight places, especially on the left chest, and even from the front and back. Her delicate body was trembling. When she inadvertently glanced at the things scattered on the ground below,
When the corpse was broken into pieces, a trace of despair flashed through the depths of his eyes.
"Bai Zhanying, commit suicide! Qingqing Nian, you were once a tycoon, but now you are like a human, a ghost, not a ghost, you might as well die, die early and be reincarnated early, remember not to be born in the Bai family!" Dongfang Qingqing shook her sword and shouted,
A trace of sword intent quietly condensed on his body.
"Bitch! Shut up! Bai Ji swears to follow the young master to the death. If the young master doesn't say that he wants me to die, Bai Ji will live to serve him. You bitch, if you weren't too tolerant of death, I would have killed you long ago.
You have exhausted your soul and refined your soul!"
"Hey, Bai Zhanying, we first met when we were ten years old at the foot of the Ninety-nine Peaks in Xiling. We have known each other for hundreds of years. Qingqing prides himself on treating you well and treats you as a close friend. Even if you don't regard Qingqing as a close friend, we still hate you.
Do you have a grudge? Why are you determined to kill Qing Qing?" Dongfang Qingqing closed her eyes and muttered, the sword intent in her body had been concentrated to the extreme.
"Best friends? Hahaha! Old bitch, when you stopped your little bitch from serving the young master, did you ever think that we were best friends? Kill me, the twenty-one Nascent Soul Ancestors of Beiwei, to protect yours.
When you were your disciples, did you ever think that we were best friends? Every step of my plans were seen through by you and ruthlessly destroyed by you. I am where I am today because of you. The better, you bitch,
The more miserable I am, the more quickly I will kill you!"
Bai Zhanying's eyes were full of ferocity, his teeth were clacked, and his eyes were full of hatred.
"Okay! Since you are crazy, Qingqing will help you with her own hands!" Dongfang Qingqing still closed her eyes tightly, and a line of tears fell down the corners. At the same time, the sword in her hand suddenly moved.
One sword came out, nine swords were completed, and the first layer of sword intent struck out with a bang. After three breaths, no sound of golden swords was heard. When the sword passed by, two delicate bodies suddenly fell from the white peak.
"You... why don't you draw your sword?" Dongfang Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes.
A whisper came from the head that had lost most of its body: "Qing... Qing, Yingzi... is gone! You are... wrong. If you are reincarnated again, Ying...zi will never enter... Bai
Home!"
Although the words were low, they fell on Dongfang Qingqing's ears like thunder. She looked at the blood-stained face infatuatedly, and in the two bright pupils, the divine flower slowly extinguished...
※※
"Oh, idiot, you woman is so cruel! You split a beautiful woman into two pieces with one sword. You are all beauty killers. Remember to stay away from me from now on. I can't see you, but my heart doesn't hurt..." Tianjiu
Looking at the demented Dongfang Qingqing, she grinned carelessly.
"Brother Tian, Senior Sister is in grief. Can you leave for a moment? Your woman is fighting fiercely with Bei Baifeng in front of you. Why don't you go and take a look?" Nan Zhantian's face changed several times before he finally gritted his teeth and spoke.
"You idiot, shut up! Did you see clearly, is she my woman?!" Tianjiu jumped up with anger on his face.
"No...haven't you been practicing together for a long time..."
"Come on, fool! Do you know what your own woman is? Didn't you hear her just shouting to the pretty boy that as long as he defeats her, he will sweep the bed and wait for her? There are many people in the spiritual world and fairy world who are sharper than her. You can't tell her.
How many people will be crowded on the jade couch? She can only be regarded as my wife, do you know?"
After Tianjiu roared with sore teeth, his figure swayed and disappeared from where he was.
※
Bei Baifeng only showed three breaths of pain at the gradually extinguishing battle at his feet. He gritted his teeth and moved his mind slightly. The white waves that covered the entire painting shrank back and instantly gathered into a black ball the size of a millstone.
, teleported across the black abyss, and submerged into the incandescent star.
The incandescent star expanded by one foot again, and the speed of devouring the space was also much faster. Hundreds of colorful lights close to the black abyss were also swept away, and they were all submerged into the incandescent star.
Tianjiu quietly appeared next to Fairy Huan, frowned at the star that was as bright as the bright moon, raised his hand and shouted: "Little pretty face, all nine of your beauties have been executed, and you still don't know how to repent? Are you really prepared to die completely?"
"Plague God Tianjiu, you ant! It's you who will be wiped out! Okay, very good! The nine concubines have been destroyed just in time. Bai has long been tired of playing! Now you can collect better ones again, the ones around you
Beauty comes first! Hahaha!" Bei Baifeng shouted happily.
"Huh? Can we collect it again?" Tianjiu was a little dazed.
"That's right! When Bai got a glimpse of the secret of transforming into gods, Jiuxing Danqing also advanced to Xuanbao. Bai found out that Jiu Ji could be re-selected, even if they were all wiped out, as long as the mountain peak is immortal, she would still be Nine Star Danqing. God of Plague,
Are you dumbfounded? Let me tell you, the first batch of people Bai wants to collect are your bitches, take them in, and wait until Bai gets tired of playing with them, then extract their souls and refine them and turn them into ashes!"
Bei Baifeng roared crazily and waved his big hand, and the nine blood-stained empty peaks fell back one after another, sinking layer by layer into the mountain peaks at his feet.
"Tch! Madman! You think you are a god for creating such a white ball? I really want to beat you to death!"
"No, sir, this little star does have mysteries. Even Huan'er's combined lotus light can be swallowed up. To be honest, he is sharper than me and has the right to go crazy!" Fairy Huan said through a voice transmission.
"Huh? Are you really attracted to the pretty boy?! Okay, I'll just leave right now!" Tianjiu curled his lips and snorted.
Fairy Huan was startled for a moment, then her eyes flickered as she looked at someone beside her and smiled sweetly: "Giggle! Master, why did Huan'er smell such a strong sour smell here that it still doesn't dissipate for a long time under the huge pressure of hundreds of millions of people?
Go, it’s indeed very powerful!”
"Tch! Don't be poor, tell me quickly, can you shave this pervert to death?" Tianjiu waved his big hand and covered the beauty's buttocks hard.
Fairy Huan felt the heat coming from the big hand behind her, a trace of red rose quietly appeared on her jade face, and she hurriedly hummed: "Almost!"