As Jiuqing's voice fell, the orcs and nine-tailed foxes who had been ambushing within a few miles of the Demon King's palace rushed over almost instantly. Responded quickly.
It's a pity that the assassin has already seized the opportunity, and several spiritual powers sandwiched the moves that wanted to kill the opponent, and directly chopped the Yaozu Palace, which had been built not long ago, into pieces.
"Quick! Protect the king!" The elder anxiously avoided Aunt Hua and stretched out the branches and leaves with poisonous thorns, and wanted to press the internal sound transmission order of the Sun-devouring Rat, but unfortunately he didn't have time to send the message, and he felt a slump in his waist and abdomen. pain.
"Pfft!"
The elder slowly lowered his head and saw a delicate black rose tore his dantian, and from there flowed out the lavender blood that belonged to the royal family.
The resentful voice of the rose flower came from the ear, "Elder, when you massacred my entire clan, did you ever think that this day would come?"
There is poison on the flower, it is obviously the toxin of the vine that is only sold by the special life alliance, why is it...
The first elder looked at the happy and painful expression of the rose flower demon, as if he saw the rose flower sea that he slaughtered and ate up in order to reward the victory of his soldiers.
If I knew earlier, I should have done better.
Before his death, he remained unrepentant.
The same situation happened in every corner of the demon clan capital. There were more than one or two races who were brutally attacked by the sun-devouring rat clan. Many weak demon clan were exploited and persecuted, and they were always in despair. There is nothing they can do.
Now, someone leads what they want to do but can't do.
The cowardly demon will never waste the chance of revenge again.
- The king of the Sun-devouring Rat spit out fresh blood, and a dull pain came from his heart. He looked at the smiling fox spirit in front of him with scarlet eyes, and quickly calmed down.
He wasn't the kind of weakling with no strength either. He quickly reacted. He covered the wound with one hand, spit out most of the liquor, and quickly used the spiritual power in his body, trying to return to its original form and escape quickly.
However, when he used his spiritual power, he felt that the spiritual power in his dantian, which was about to break through to the late sixth stage, seemed to be detonated in an instant. Instantly burst most of his meridians that were originally called tough.
He couldn't change back to his demon form.
"Fuck." Sun-devouring rat cursed in a low voice, "Motoxin!"
"You have a good eye."
One drop of Motoxin can destroy a fifth-order powerhouse, and three drops can cause a sixth-order powerhouse's spiritual riot.
The Special Life Alliance produces one drop in a hundred years, and this time gave them five drops.
Jiu Qing was not ready to talk nonsense with him, his nine tails turned from fluffy to hard, his hands turned into sharp claws, the corners of his eyes were bright red, his lips twitched, "For my nine-tailed fox clan, die!"
When the sharp claws were about to break the Sun-devouring Mouse's head, Jiu Qing saw the light of success in his eyes.
"It's not a loss for self-destruction under the toxin of the vine." The Sun-devouring Rat grinned, its body swelled rapidly, and the whole body's spiritual power swept across, almost knocking everyone to the ground.
not good!
Jiuqing's pupils tightened and he shouted, "Retreat!"
Within three breaths of her voice, the powerful explosion brought a shock wave that was so strong that it was almost silent. The lavender blood mist exploded, and the Yaozu Palace was completely shattered into annihilation powder.
…
After a moment:
"...cough." An arm stained with lavender and red blood stretched out from under the ruins of the palace, and Jiuqing crawled out in embarrassment. His clothes were smashed into slag, and he just took a piece from the Qiankun bag. On the body.
She took a few mouthfuls and spit out the blood clots and dirt in her mouth. There were several blood scars on her fair face. The most terrifying thing was that only seven of the nine tails that danced behind her were left.
"It hurts to death." Jiu Qing said in a low voice, the spiritual power all over his body circulated, and he flew into the air, his pupils turned deep purple, his hands supported the spiritual power, Jiu Qing gritted his teeth, and single-handedly smashed all the rubble. raised up.
Uncle Chen and Aunt Hua quickly recovered and helped rescue the injured people.
After cleaning up almost the entire venue, Uncle Chen still didn't see Uncle Zong's shadow. He frowned tightly and looked at Aunt Hua on the side with questioning eyes.
"Don't worry, it's alright." Aunt Hua was also in a hurry, and the two searched for a while before finally finding Uncle Zong covered in blood in a corner.
He was still awake, but he couldn't speak, surrounded by the corpses of sun-devouring rats.
Uncle Chen quickly checked and found that he was only seriously injured and relieved.
Uncle Zong reacted very quickly. When the aftermath of the self-destruction hit, he quickly hid behind a royal sun-devourer, dodging most of the shock, but the rest was enough for him to drink a pot.
He asked the result with the same eyes, and got a somewhat dignified answer from Uncle Chen, "The plan is generally successful, but the strength estimate of the Sun-devouring Rat King is still low, which has caused a lot of losses."
Jiu Qing also walked in exhausted, "Who knew that he could still explode alive after being hit with two drops of Moto toxin?"
She was very sarcastic, "Don't say that there are more than half of the weak royal sun-devouring rats in the palace. He is about to die in order to take revenge and even ignore the future of the sun-devouring rat clan."
Uncle Chen helped Uncle Zong up, "In his eyes, only himself is the most important thing."
"Jiuqing." Aunt Hua glanced at the many broken remains of the flower demon on the ground, "Quickly write to spread the news to the Special Life Alliance, and solve the remnants as soon as possible."
Uncle Zong said in a hoarse voice like a broken bellows, "Bend."
Uncle Chen hit him on the head, "I know."
One day, when this side stabilizes, they will be able to free up their hands to help Mu Wanwan them.
Uncle Zong coughed, and the animal pattern on his face was also a little dim. He barely closed his eyes full of sand when he heard his assurance. To him, Mu Wanwan was a benefactor and a daughter-like existence.
He is incapable of doing this.
I hope that the dragon and the witches will move more slowly, and give his beloved junior some more time.
- Mu Wanwan, who was missed, had not recovered from the violent tremor of the sea of consciousness.
The feeling of being connected with her consciousness several times stronger than before hit her. When the dragon finally pulled out her consciousness and no longer wanted to express her huge emotions, her sea of consciousness was already dizzy.
The divine consciousness that belonged to him hadn't dissipated yet, and the one that was attached to her was merging little by little. Mu Wanwan only felt that the originally weak divine consciousness had rapidly expanded in this short and long period of time, and it had become much fuller.
Her mental senses even made her hands and feet feel weak, and she couldn't move at all. Her back was soaked, and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
"Banwan." Perhaps it was the understanding of each other's minds, or perhaps it was the first time to try such a novel use of consciousness. While obtaining great satisfaction in the heart and spirit, it also seemed to dimly light up a certain person. These races were generally talented, very excited, and hugged her sticky.
"..." He was incredibly heavy and tall, and he was pressed on top of her. Mu Wanwan felt that he was almost out of breath. His long hair was scattered around her neck and it was itchy.
Mu Wanwan was a little weak, "Loose, let go."
A certain dragon's hoarse and deliberately long tail sound came from her ear, with a scorching breath, and it sprinkled lightly on the side of her ear, like licking, "No."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She dodged subconsciously, and Mr. Long's lips accidentally brushed his ears, and one person and one dragon all blushed.
Both of them retracted their consciousness, but they couldn't see each other's flushed faces. Mu Wanwan only felt that the pure and obedient dragon was gone. After struggling twice, he wanted to lift his legs to escape, but he inadvertently touched something strange. Something to touch...
Mu Wanwan: "......?!!"
Mr. Long's muscles froze while holding her, and his thin lips let out a broken gasp.
"Don't, don't move." Shu Long didn't know what was wrong with him. He vaguely knew that this was a normal reaction. He would do this many times with his wife, but the wife didn't notice it.
And although he has no experience, he is not a dragon who doesn't understand anything →_→
If two dragons hug each other without clothes, there will be a little dragon. He still knows this very well.
Now they're still wearing their clothes, so they should be fine.
Mr. Long was almost ashamed, and his ears fanned the wind to cool himself, "Bai Tang."
Mu Wanwan: "?"
Mr. Long gathered up his courage, finally raised his head and looked at her with a pair of golden eyes, "I haven't married you yet, so I can't have a little dragon."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Didn't the original body worship with Mr. Long before? Although Mr. Long hadn't woken up at that time, she hadn't crossed it yet...
and many more.
A guess slowly rose in her heart, and she looked at him in disbelief.
Mr. Long kissed the corners of her moist eyes, "That's not you."
Mu Wanwan bit her lip, "When..."
"Probably from the time you first cultivated Lingzhi." Mr. Long, broke the jar, broke the vest, and kissed her eye sockets sympathetically, "Such a pure soul is not at all different from her."
When did she find out that she was not the "Mu Wanwan" who only cried and had no sympathy
Mr. Long closed his eyelids tightly, hiding the terrifying greed in his eyes, which he discovered a long time ago.
"you do not mind… "
Don't mind that she's just a lonely and helpless soul in another world, don't mind that she didn't have such a halo before, don't mind that she's just an ordinary soul who loves him deeply.
"No." Mr. Long laughed, with a small pear vortex on his cheek.
She is his treasure, a unique treasure.
"So." Mr. Long pressed her lips against her, blushing softly, "Wait for Long to get married, will your wife be willing?"
Mu Wanwan's eyes were wet, and his voice was crying, "Well, marry you."
"Wait for the dragon to come back and kill the dragon, will the madam come with me?"
"Well, together."
Mr. Long chuckled and licked her lips awkwardly and boldly, "Then..."
"When the dragon comes back, the lady wants to give birth to a hundred little dragons for the dragon, is the lady willing?"
"Um..." Mu Wanwan was stunned for a while, the tears that were about to overflow were held back, a sour emotion was stuck in his heart, and he couldn't go up or down.
Big stupid dragon, give her back her touch! !