More than 800,000 demons were full of joy. They thought that with these two magic respects joined forces, they would definitely sweep the magic world.
The Demon Emperor's slap fan became a three -pair of pig heads.
The 800,000 Demon clan is allocated to the major galaxies occupied before, all the strong men of the Demon Emperor are all allocated.
The 800,000 Demon of the face and puzzlement of the face.
Liu Qiankun was originally a bloody lazy person. He couldn't raise his slightest interest in what a great way to unify the magic world, not to mention that now he still has the most important thing.
What he wants to do most is to return to the Tianjue galaxy to find a warm bed and sleep well, and then look at the jade slips left by the Mongolian magic.
Since the rise, Liu Qiankun has never tried to take a good rest for a day. The fatigue in the bones made him feel like he was emptied by the whole, leaving only a body without a soul.
Just when Liu Qiankun lay on a comfortable jade bed in the Tianjue Magic Palace, he fell asleep, and a shocking variable occurred in the abyss Jedi north of the winged star.
Blood feathers are sitting in a dark red hexagonal star mango, and the magic soul master holds a dark long -necked jade bottle to stand beside him, thinking in his mouth, while holding the jade bottle in his hand to the blood feathers.
The head of the head is dumped, and every time there will be a little red water droplet leaking out of the bottle mouth.
Silent and silent around, the blood feathers are closed, and the face is distorted, just like being suffering from a certain strange pain. Seeing the wrist by the magic soul, the magic soul master dumped all the liquid in the bottle on the blood feathers.
On the top of the head, the dry lips were sick for a while, and a series of unknown spells read it.
"Roar!" The blood feathered magic Zun looked up, and suddenly made a beast -like long howl. The dual pupils tightened, condensed into a narrow seam like cat eyes, shaking like a sieve bran in the whole body, spilling on his head on his head
The red liquid is like encountering high temperature, turning into a ray of red mist on his side ...
Boom!
There was a thunder in the sky, and a ball of dark clouds gathered from all directions. There was no floating flipping. It really turned like a huge vortex. The clouds around the vortex moved.
On the ground, the blood feathers are as stable as a rock. The whole body is shrouded in a layer of blood red mist, deep in the red mist, a ball of black gas, the whole body becomes more blurred.
Cracking!
In the Wuyun whirlpool, countless bright current seems to be attracted by the body of the blood feathers. It shoots down like Wanchuan's return to the sea.
The bloody feathers were motionless, so that the thunderbolt flashed in the sky bombarded on his head, the clouds were mad, the sky and the earth changed, and the turbulent cloud vortex suddenly lowered the ground. The whole world seemed to collapse.
"Hahaha ..." The blood feathers made a laugch with a smile, and the laughter broke through the sky. The low -cut cloud vortex was turbulent for a while, and the light and darkness in the sky echoed in the sky ...
The Master of the Demon Soul was dignified, and the thin and thin palms waved quickly.
Toban ...
A group of red mist burst into the blood feathers, Zhang Kuang's laughter stopped, and the blood feathers turned his head in surprise. A pair of purple eyes looked at the magic soul mage interested.
"Small things, is you bringing this body to me?" The voice seemed to be from nine days, and those eyes were extremely deep, as if I could see through the soul of people.
The Master of the Demon Soul heard the heart shock, and the horns burst out two big beans with sweat beads. The originally pale face twitched and appeared a touch of embarrassment.
The in front of you is not the blood feathers. It is the nine -Brahma magic god who has been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years at the bottom of the land. Originally, he wanted to use the consciousness of the blood feathers to suppress the magic of the magic god.
The physical control is actually this strand of magic gods.
The attack of Master Demon Soul was ignored directly. He had no even trembling on the blood feather body. He had no even trembling. This kind of clever behavior sank the old demon's mood to the bottom of the valley.
The blood feathered frowned a little unpleasantly, raised his left palm deficiency to pat the old demon, and a bright white light like a comet broke his palm.
The sullen sound came, and the old devil's body flew out of a hundred feet in an instant. A bang hit a juvenile, and a human -shaped hole showed now above the stone wall.
Puff!
Blood feathers shot two blood arrows on their left shoulders, and the skin was blooming, and even the muscles collapsed. The blood feather looked at the deep bone wound and murmured: "It seems that this body can still bear it.
I live in 30 % of my strength! "After speaking, the right palm stroked gently at the wound, the wound disappeared suddenly.
"Come out!" Blood Yu's pupils shrank, drank lightly, and an invisible wave sprayed out of his mouth, only to hear a loud noise, the cliff wall outside the hundred bunches collapsed, the magic soul mage tried to borrow it.
The idea of escaping into the cliff is completely disillusioned, and he can only get out of the gravel pile from the gravel pile.
Helplessness and fear overflowed on the face, the wound on the broken wrist also began to wipe out of blood. Compared with the horrible Brahma magic god in front of me, what was the physical pain?
"Little Demon See the Nine Brahma Demon God!" Master Master who never bowed his head to worship his knees for the first time. In front of the great demon god who started at the beginning of this devil world, he knew that he might not even even be ants.
The only hope for surviving.
"Hahaha! Yes, your little thing actually recognizes Lao Tzu." The blood feathers are now called Jiulian Tianyi. After this guy laughed at three times, he said a lot ...
"The name of the great demon sounds through Three Realms, and the little demon is naturally like thunderous ears ..." Master Demon did not even dare to lift his head, so he lowered his head and his hips, and he took a look at a shivering turkey.
Then, then
Jiufan Tian frowned, and groaned coldly: "Little things, call me out to report this revenge of this broken palm?" In this blink of an eye, he had learned from the sea feathers' consciousness.
The real purpose of their move.
"Master of the magic god ..." Master Demon is about to open his throat for a while, and he couldn't vomit half of the words. A group of intangible air -shaped stalks on the throat knot made him rolling his eyes.
The Jiuxian was very enjoyable to look at the old demon's twitching look, turned his left palm, and a ball of mighty light drifted towards the old demons without warning.