The devil's thoughts, the invisible pressure was like a mountain pressing on the top, which made people almost suffocate. The red and white evil spirits were both broken and crawled on the ground like boneless reptiles: "Master Devil, please spare your life! We have no friendship with these people,

Just by chance, if the Demon King pleads with great power, he will not kill us, the villain is willing to join the Jiuyou Valley, and will never betray us!"

The man in brocade paused slightly and said in disgust: "Where are the pickled goods coming out? Do I like to contain waste? Get out!" His sleeves were swung, and the wind suddenly surging, and the red and white evil bodies could not help but fly down.

Backwards, he knocked away the tables and chairs, and fell into the counter without a sound.

The man in brocade dusted the dust in a casual manner, looked at the alert people and asked, "Who touched my subordinates just now?"

Meng Hu took a deep breath and said loudly: "It's me! Meng Hu, Duxiufeng!"

The man in brocade clothes said, "You ran from Lingnan to the Central Plains to cause trouble, you are very brave!"

Meng Hu raised his chest and said, "One hero does things and one person does it, and I will kill those three demon hunting dogs! If you want to ask for the account, just come to me, don't make things difficult for anyone but you don't have any trouble."

The man in brocade was surprised and said, "You killed the demon dog? Haha, it just happened to be settled with the new and old accounts. As for the others--" As he said that, his eyes flashed across Shenkong and fell on Tuoba Jian's iron sword.

, smiled and said, "Who is the master of the Demon Sect who is carrying the bloodthirsty demon sword?"

Tuoba Jian said neither humble nor arrogantly: "At Tuoba Jian, I will learn from Lingbo Pavilion Shi Tiefo!"

The man in brocade was stunned: "Hey, are you the Tuoba Jian who broke into Lingyun Peak alone? You won one after another when you were still in the Qinling Alliance?"

Tuoba Jian once competed with Fu Jingtao at Lingyun Peak. Although he was ultimately defeated, he also received the attention of major forces. After all, he lost to the top of the Song Dynasty Qingyun List, and his strength was also very strong. Later he appeared.

In Qinling, one man and one sword defeated dozens of heroes in a row, and their reputation was so great that it caused a sensation.

Tuoba Jian said: "The false reputation is like a passing cloud, I don't care at all."

The man in brocade clothes said wonderly: "The bloodthirsty demon sword backfired on the Lord. Can you still maintain your awake consciousness? It's amazing! What a pity, it's a pity."

He sighed, then looked at Yin Lianlian, and couldn't help but praise: "Add one part of the increase is fat, and a bit of the decrease is thin; both internal and external cultivation, the skin color is moving, and the pure Yin body! No wonder Ling Xiao never forgets it,

I ask me to capture you alive. I see a little bit of evil spirit hidden between your eyebrows and eyes. Could it be that he was born in the evil sect?"

Yin Lianlian smiled and said, "The Demon King has good eyesight! I am the younger Bailian, please give me some pity."

The man in brocade clothes said, "I feel so sensible, how can I bear to destroy the flowers with such a stunning slap? If you present you to the Emperor, that would be a magical skill!"

Shen Kongru was shouted at the sound of being blown away, looking at Yin Lianlian in a daze, unable to believe that the peerless beauty in front of him was actually a demon girl in the evil sect! Recalling the situation when she first met, her heart became cold and sweating all over her body. Could it be that she had already fallen unconsciously

The charming method of the witch?

The little monk stood up with his palm and recited silently: "When Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings. Shariputra, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color,

The same is true for feeling, thinking, action and consciousness. Sariputra is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the air, and there is no feeling, thinking, action and consciousness..."

Yin Lianlian lowered her eyebrows and said with pleasure: "I am willing to follow the arrangements of the Demon King."

The man in brocade laughed and his eyes finally fell on Fu Jingtao. He was surprised and confused and said slowly: "What kind of disciple are you from a famous sect?"

Fu Jingtao said: "I am an unknown young man below, so the devil will not bother you to ask about it."

The man in brocade face looked slightly dark and said coldly: "My eyes are not blind. Can't you tell that you are the leader of these people? You are majestic, strong, and introverted. Even when facing me, you are not at all panic.

, The calm mind is rare in the world. Who are you?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "The Demon King himself has not even known his name, so why bother with me?"

The man in brocade laughed furiously: "Didn't you ruin the Tianling Temple? The two blue and black demons were killed by you, and the underground demon vines were eradicated by you! You kid want to step on my Jiuyou Valley to become famous, why are you twisting at this time?

I dare not admit it anymore?”

Fu Jingtao rubbed his nose, took out a mask from his arms, and sighed, "Since the devil asked hard, I'll just admit it!" As he said that, he put on the mask and immediately turned into a hideous and terrifying evil ghost.

, with green face and fangs, black eyebrows and blue forehead, and cold light in his eyes.

This is the mask he collected after killing the killer of the King of Hell Palace in the deep valley of Songshan Mountain. He has always carried it with him to conceal his identity and deal with a crisis similar to that of tonight. You should know that the closer you get to Kaifeng, the more enemies you will be, the stronger you will be, not just

Masters such as the Demon Sect, Southern Tang, and Northern Liao wanted his life, and even the seven major families did not want him to be the top.

He went east and killed every step of the way. Especially the Palace of Hell is unfathomable and will suddenly arrive at any time. So he chose to pretend to be an evil ghost killer and try to confuse the enemy's audio-visual.

Fu Jingtao said in a deep voice: "The killer has no name or surname, please observe the devil!"

The man in brocade was stunned for a moment and frowned and said, "You are actually the killer of the King of Hell Palace! Then why do you meddle in other people's business and destroy my stronghold in Jiuyou Valley?"

Fu Jingtao said half-truely: "Master Lingxiao wants to take my maid, how can you bear this anger? What's more, the Tianling Sect is placing the Taoist sect flag on the surface. Who knows that it belongs to Jiuyou Valley? Anyway, Tianling

The view has been completely destroyed. How about I take out some gold and silver powers as a plea?”

He wished a misunderstanding between Jiuyou Valley and the Hall of Hell, and it would be better for the two tigers to fight to the death.

The man in brocade seemed to hear a huge joke and sneered: "It turns out that he is crazy about poverty. Why can he settle things with money? Well, if you take out a million taels of silver, this holiday will be revealed

Not to mention it.”

"One million taels of silver?! Demon King, you are a lion and you speak loudly!"

"Don't you have no money? Then you can pay it off with your life!"

Fu Jingtao said in a deep voice: "You dare to touch a hair of my hair. From now on, the Palace of Hell will be enemies with Jiuyou Valley and vow to kill all the disciples under the Demon Emperor!"

The man in brocade was furious. The younger generation dared to threaten him. He was simply ignorant of his life! He called "Devil King" and was a strong man who was full of arrogance in his bones. How could he tolerate Fu Jingtao in front of him?

He shouted, his eyebrows were standing upside down, and he shouted: "The Palace of Hell is full of poor ghosts. What qualifications are there to compare with my Jiuyou Valley?!"

The white scarf squeezed in his hand was thrown into the internal strength, like an iron piece flying at high speed, cutting straight towards Fu Jingtao's face.

The devil king took the lead regardless of his identity, which shows how angry he was in his heart.
Chapter completed!