Little bitch?

Chu Ci's thoughts flew in his mind. If he listed the girls around him and rejected them, the only one who was most likely to have an intersection with Tsukikushima was Kaguya.

Just looking at Yue Du Ming's expression, I'm afraid the two of them will still have a great hatred.

"Chu Ci, don't talk to her and kill her directly!"

Eight meanings Yonglin was slightly annoyed, and bent her bow like a full moon. The next moment she would use her ultimate killer move "The Art of the Pot".

"I surrender."

Once the conquest between saints exceeds thirty rounds, it means that neither side has left the other's ability. Suzhan Mingzun, who is less than apart from him, is about to die. Yue Duming, who cherishes his life the most, immediately spreads his hands and expresses his surrender openly.

"Rich, do you think we will accept you, a filthy woman?"

Eight-in Yi Yonglin did not use the pot technique as soon as possible, and it seemed that this technique would take some time to brew, so she still had time to talk nonsense with Yue Dun.

"Yes, but I don't think much of it. Although the void in the chaos has resurrected me, my mind is still awake, my body is still warm, and my soul is still free. Except for the origin of life, everything about me is no different from when I was alive."

Yue Duming is worthy of being an ancient god. She smiled slightly. She was bitter and deeply resentful in the last second. She was irreconcilable with Fantasy Village. The next second, she could cover up the resentment in her eyes and put on a dignified and elegant look, making her look like a quiet goddess.

She put her hands down, and she opened her empty door with her chest with a generous look. The hot and hot red palace skirt outlined the attractive curve of her slender waist and plump buttocks. The front cloak was white and tender, supporting all the proud curves that were upright and peaked on her chest. Her makeup was exquisite and her eyes were flowing, making her look even more charming and seductive, making people couldn't help swallowing their saliva at a glance.

"But you want to kill Your Highness the Princess, this determines that you and I cannot coexist." How could Bayi Yonglin compromise with Yue Duming? She shook her head, and the pot technique was ready.

Yue Du Ming smiled and said that he wanted Chu Ci's head while talking and laughing. It seemed easy to see the pattern: "No, no, no, now I don't need to control the body to hand over this man to me. As long as I regain the power of time and space, and reverse the origin of my life, I will naturally return to the order camp."

When Yue Duming mentioned the "Divine Body", Bayi Yonglin's eyes slashed, and the intimidating light immediately forced Yue Duming tone a little stiff.

Chu Ci said coldly: "But, you didn't seem to ask me for my opinion." There was no warmth in his eyes, and he had already regarded Yue Duming as a dead person in his heart.

Yue Duming smiled sternly and ruthlessly, like an ice beauty carved by the mysterious ice in the nine heavens, with her cherry lips mocking: "You are just a new saint, and there are not one hundred or eighty in the heavens and worlds. What's wrong with you if you are missing."

Xixing Temple Youyouzi covered her face with a fan, her pink face was like a blooming cherry blossom, extremely beautiful. Her cold eyes were on Yue Duming who was posing with her head. The corner of her mouth was sarcastic. She opened her mouth with a vicious word: "It's reasonable. There are no saints in the heavens and all worlds, but there are no 300 people, and there are no weeds that fall on both sides."

Chu Ci smacked his lips secretly, the old saying is true, pink cuts are all black.

Apart from the barely supported Suzhan Mingzun and the one-armed chaotic demon, the other saints had already quietly fallen under the siege of the saints. The heaven and earth were shocked, and the blood rain was pouring for seven days and seven nights. Yue Duming had lost his last chance to escape. Not to mention the Eight Impressions Yonglin, Youyouzi of Xixing Temple, Ouyang Tianji who collected the sword and accumulated energy, Chu Ci alone was enough to use the power of time and space to block all her retreat paths and cut off her vitality.

Chu Ci did the same.

Yue Duming finally began to panic: "Princess Youyouzi, I have no grudges with the underworld in the past, but I have no grudges in the past. Why do you need to target me? Besides, I am the peak saint, and the Lord of the Moon recognized by heaven and earth. If I join the Fantasy Land, the Moon War will be easier in the future."

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple seemed to be moved, and the Yao Fan was gently waved, looking thoughtful.

Yue Duming felt relieved. Now she could only make a fuss about the fact that she was the peak saint and Chu Ci was the new saint. The road to growth of a saint is so long, and her value is definitely higher than Chu Ci!

Damn Kaguya Penglai Mountain actually took away my eternal power. Fortunately, the man actually had the power of his other half of the power of time. The combination of the two actually evolved into the power of time and space, which was incredible.

But that little bitch should be useless. He has no eternal power for a moment and can only live and die.

As long as they are moved, I can regain the power of time and space and become the true master of time and space, eternal and immortal!

Yue Duming is still fantasizing about his bright and glorious future, but he doesn't know that Youyouzi is actually waiting for others.

"Haha, kill her!"

Youyouzi can be her princess in the underworld where ghosts and monsters are rampant. No one dares to shake the power of the Baiyu Tower, but it is not just about the power.

Eight meanings Yonglin took the lead in attacking.

"The technique in the pot!"

You used to be the Lord of the Moon and our Lord, but you are already dead, and the dead must look like a dead person. Don’t disturb my life and Kaguya!

The heaven and earth are pots, and all living beings are arrows, outlining a large magnificent and dazzling array of magic patterns, like a jade pot trapping Yueju’s fate in it.

The pot technique not only traps Yue Du Ming firmly between the pots, but also obtains the armor-transparent effect for all attacks on her for a duration of time. It is armor-transparent, not armor-piercing or armor-piercing. It directly ignores Yue Du Ming's delicate body and directly launches a destructive blow to the soul.

This is a sacred technique that Bayi Yonglin has been studying hard for thousands of years, and it is also the last move she used to target the Lord of Moon that may appear. Unexpectedly, she really used Yue Duming today.

Youyouzi covered her face with a fan and declared mercifully: "Hua Xu sleeps forever!"

Thousands of white spirits sublimated, like a storm, surrounding themselves, and walked towards Yue Duming in a peerless way. This is the most fierce undead in the Infinite Hell. Because the ghost energy rushes into the brain and is in great pain, only by venting violence can it be alleviated. Now Youyouzi is sent out at one time, for their eternal sleep and Yue Duming's eternal sleep. The surging ghost tide makes the center of the war move three or four hundred miles into the sea, and takes Yue Duming out of Zhaoying Lake to execute it. Even the monster camp is gradually unable to see it.

"You can't kill me, you can't stop!!!" Yue Duming couldn't understand that the void in the chaos world was powerful, so she would just surrender to the void in the chaos world. If the order camp competed for some energy, she would be willing to return to the order camp, but why

I am obviously an old man, I am a peak saint, an ancient god, why can't even compare to a new saint, and I'm still a stinky man?

Yue Duming didn't want to die. Even if she risked her foundation being destroyed by others, she wanted to open the sanctuary, and the cold moonlight rippled out from her chest.

"Eternal eternity is empty!"

The Holy Land has not yet been opened, and the power of time and space has trapped her Holy Land forever for a moment. Unless he takes the initiative to contact, the Holy Land will never be opened. It will directly maintain this glowing appearance, which looks ridiculous.

It was that stinky man again, why, why did the saints in Fantasy Village rather accept him than let themselves come back.

I'm not willing!

"I have to do it if I don't want to!" Chu Ci had no sympathy for Yue Duming, who was depressed and thin. Since she wanted to kill herself, the two sides had no room for peace.

"Liang Tian's sword!"

Ouyang Tianji appeared in time and forced a man to catch a head, but the people present did not feel anything.

On the contrary, Feng saw Youxiang exerting nine punches in a row, the third punch broke the sword circle, the fifth punch fell down Tiancongyun sword, the seventh punch broke Suzhan Mingzun's head, and the ninth punch completely wiped him out of the sky and the ground. Then Kuan Niao Niao rushed over to help, and found that the battle was over, he was a little unhappy, and his feelings were still warlike.

"Youyouzi, don't fight too fast next time, you can finally fight happily."

"Yes, Sister Youxiang is right." Youyouzi couldn't help but smile and agreed happily. Looking at their eyes, it seemed that there was a little pure girlish relationship with her name.
Chapter completed!