Sima Yunyan, the eldest sister of the seven beautiful and beautiful wives of Yang Bo, said with a wicked smile: "You little bastards and this big bad guy have a nostril, who is it? Sisters, let's continue to enforce the family law."
There is a trace of sober and sensible Yang Bo. At this moment, he has gone 90%, and his body began to slowly overflow out of his body. A strong black magic energy was released from his dantian through his body and diffused. . The sight and spirituality of the eight wives who retreated 100 meters in fear was shielded.
Yang Bo's entire face was eroded by demonic energy, his charcoal face with red mystical pupils, he climbed up from the ground, his sullen face and his feet hit the ground like a cannonball shot in the air, his feet dangling in the breeze, his body trembling, shaking and looking down. At the bottom of the seven beautiful fiancee wives, said: "I, although you have a relationship with the seven of you, but did not have sex. It lasted for several years, and there was never a hint of pure meaning. You can tolerate it even if you are stubborn. Why don't you die for your love? I feel ashamed and shameless today to face it again. Let's pass it, this love can only cross the world and send love to the bright moon."
After Yang Bo finished speaking, his body turned into a black streamer, shooting out and rushing into the sky and the clouds disappeared without a trace.
Everything came too coincidental and too sudden. The seven beautiful ladies were stunned as their self-esteem and emotionally injured husband disappeared into the clouds in the sky.
The six ancestors of the soul boy in Yang Bo saw the master's boss leave so desperately. Qi Qi glared dissatisfiedly at the seven mistresses who turned into six meteors, shining brightly, chasing the master quickly.
Ten breaths later, the seven beauties who had recovered their senses glanced at each other. In regret, the demon emperor Fang Lingmeidai frowned and said with tears: "Have our sisters played with fire today?"
"Chasing!" The eldest sister Sima Yunyan decisively gave orders with tears in her solemn majesty.
Within half a month, the Seven Sisters searched the entire periphery of the Sea of Disorder in the Immortal Realm, but did not see the figure or trace of her husband Yang Bo. In desperation, Qimei returned to the Demon Palace and waited for the injured husband Yang Bo to return.
Above the void in the depths of the sea of disorder, a delicate and slender figure stands proudly in the sea of stars looking up at the sky. After Yang Bo got into trouble, he spent half a month of training here before he calmed down the demonized energy in his body. Fortunately, the little ancestor of Liuwei's soul boy returned to the rescue in time, otherwise? He is in danger.
Recalling the cruel family methods of the seven beautiful wives in the Demon Palace, his back became cold and straight through his neck. He didn't want to go against his original intention and couldn't let go of that concern. With a bite of steel teeth, a violent determination flashed in his eyes. He retracted his gaze and watched the sea of clouds below jumped down, sinking and flying in the direction of the Demon Palace.
It is more than half a month since the husband left with anger, and the seven beautiful women spent their lives in their own boudoirs with frowning eyebrows as they thought about the husband, praying silently for the husband to return safely.
The Immortal Realm is a very realistic and cruel world. Jin Xuanzong, a medium-sized sect outside the Demon Palace, has been rewarded with many resources since he joined the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Sect Master Zhang Xiaotian was personally guided by Sect Master Wanjian to reach the final stage of the Immortal Venerable Great Perfection state. The six elders under the sect also broke through to reach the later stage of the Immortal Venerable with abundant resources. The disciples of the disciples have increased their income tenfold. In just ten years, Jin Xuanzong has become the first-class sect of the immortal world, and is now the most powerful eagle dog under the master of Wanjian Sect.
The four super existences of the Monster Race ascended to the God Realm. This good news excited the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Swords. Under his command, Sect Master Zhang Xiaotian of Jin Xuanzong took Jin Xuanzong's tens of thousands of disciples and drove thousands of Xianyuan warships formidable. The territory of the Demon Palace, which is thousands of miles outside of Disorder Xinghai, rushed forward.
Although the Yaozu is strong, the relationship has become complicated since the princess Fang Lingmei took the throne. The Yaozu is divided into three factions, each forming a formation. One faction is the demon king Fang Lie's direct line of protector faction. One faction is the young and strong faction, and the other faction is the unsolicited emperor's faction formed spontaneously by the old guys. The three factions were fighting secretly. If it weren't for Fang Lie's loyal guardian, the master of the Demon Palace would have been replaced.
And the new demon emperor Fang Lingmei hastily inherited the Datong, only pretending to be her husband Yang Bo, and neglecting the management of court affairs, which directly led to the division of the demon clan.
The Jinxuanzong army entered the demon palace smoothly, and encountered the resistance and resistance of the young demon clan along the way, but was surrounded and killed by a million army led by their six guardians of the sect. They had no choice but to kill these young and strong. Send the demon clan young and middle-aged demon to retreat to safety.
The older generation of demon repairs seemed to be dissatisfied with a little girl sitting in the demon palace, and wanted to use the hands of Jin Xuanzong to exchange blood. Only these seniors of the demon clan could enter the palace and become the real control of the demon clan. Under such a delicate situation, warships are densely covered over the magnificent buildings of the Demon Imperial Palace, and the muzzle of the fairy cannon is aimed at the main hall of the Demon Imperial Palace with the will to kill. Only after the lord Zhang Xiaotian gives an order, there will be thousands of cannons. Ming, completely erased the magnificent building complex built by the forces that were once transcendent from the immortal world.
A group of black war boats obscured the sky, and seven beauties and hundreds of civil and military ministers gathered in the main hall in the dimly lit Demon Palace. One after another, they offered suggestions and put forward the counterattack strategy against Jin Xuanzong's army.
Fang Lingmei, the demon emperor, wearing an imperial robe, sitting on a dragon chair, frowned and frowned. After reading the memorial, he understood one thing. In the face of the powerful Jin Xuanzong army, all the demon officials' opinions were: "Peace talks and surrender."
A tall and burly figure flew out of the black war boat in the cloud sky, hovering over 100 meters above the Demon Palace. Jin Xuanzong's sect master Zhang Xiaotian proudly looked down and said proudly: "The demon emperor Fang Lingmei please listen to you and give you ten breaths of time to discuss. If you still don't surrender, don't blame this sect master for not remembering your old feelings."
"Oh, Zhang Xiaotian, are you courageous?" A familiar ridicule came from Yunkong.
Yang Bo? Didn't he be killed by the three immortal emperors joining the wormhole? No, it certainly won't be him. Zhang Xiaotian luckily said, "Your Excellency, don't pretend to be a god, let's see the last one when it is planted?"
A figure of colorful gods pierced the sky and stood proudly ten meters above Zhang Xiaotian's black warship. Looking down at the dense black war boats below, Yang Bo said calmly: "Zhang Xiaotian, do you dare not recognize this young master?"
Hearing that, Zhang Xiaotian looked at Young Master Yang Bo in horror at the sky above Yang Bo, pointing to the arrogant Yang Bo and petrified on the spot.
After three breaths, Zhang Xiaotian, who came back to his senses, was so scared that he was so scared that he ordered: "The disciple of Jin Xuanzong obeys the order and bows to welcome the return of the young master." In fact, there is no way that Yang Bo will be destroyed by just one thought, because Yuan Yuan The soul has already recognized that the Lord is in control of life and death by Yang Bo, a damn bad boy. I can only obediently give an order and take the lead to kneel down to see you.
Hearing the conversation between Yang Bo and Jin Xuanzong Sect Master in the Demon Palace, the Demon Emperor Fang Lingmei and the six sisters rushed out of the main hall and gathered towards Yang Bo. The young and strong demon cultivators in the court hall were also the new Gao Cailie walked out of the palace gate and looked up at the sky. But the demon repair veterans of the older generation were really unhappy. Standing on top of the hall, frowning and thinking about the countermeasures.
Yang Bo said indifferently in the air with majestic instructions: "From now on, Jin Xuanzong will be merged into the Demon Palace and will be dispatched by the Young Master himself. Those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!"
Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but smiled bitterly and took the lead and bowed his hands to the sky and said, "Because of the Young Master's Decree!"
As the warlord of the demon-killing battle sent by the Sect Master Wanjian Sect who came to participate in the battle, Lin Yuanhe hid in the east of the warship group with an immortal sword. Sacrifice." In the fairy sword, the insidious gas swords in the shape of black crocodile, with the incomparable killing intent, covered and killed Yang Bo's body mightily.
This horrible and weird sword energy carried a crocodile-like ferocious field, and quickly swarmed Yang Bo's body.
Rumble, an abrupt sound of the explosion of the fairy body came out. The fairy body of Lin Yuanhe Xianzun's mid-stage was completely burnt and exploded by the four dragons under the claws of the colorful dragon that Yang Bo turned into. Turning into a ray of radiation giant energy scouring an empty space on the east side of the warship. The exploding energy of the Immortal Venerable class turned the land a hundred miles in front of the left side of the warship group into a land of nothingness. The inner gang wind howled with terrifying penetrating wind knives raging wildly in this space.
Uh! A dragon chant that penetrated the sky sounded.
A colorful divine dragon weirdly exploded over Lin Yuanhe's body with four claws and stepped on the four groups of Dragon Yuan raging fire, hovering on the battleship group in the fierce gang wind released by the explosive body, releasing the immortal emperor-level coercion to suppress it. The explosive power from the lasing lightly opened the mouth and ordered: "The disciples of the Jin Xuanzong listen to the order, and the war ark will all return to the clan for dispatch, and the lord Zhang Xiaotian stayed for questioning."
Wen Ling was under the pressure of the young master immortal emperor-level dragon, and the Zhanzhou turned and returned quickly in the direction of Jin Xuanzong. Zhang Xiaotian knelt under Yang Bolong's body in horror, trembling all over, waiting to fall.
Qimei flew to Yang Bo and surrounded her husband with pride and tender eyes.
"Wife, let's go home." Seeing the seven beautiful wives forgiving himself, Yang Bo instantly transformed the adult body, and smiled and greeted the two closest wives Yunyan and Xinlan happily.