Pan Jia's movements were so fast that Ji Hao had no choice but to take action, grabbed Bai Yu's collar and threw him to the side.
Bai Yu screamed, and suddenly dozens of light curtains lit up overlappingly on his body, wrapping him as airtight as a rice dumpling. The dragon-horned sword, which was almost as long as a man's body and had a wide and thick blade in Pan Jia's hand, let out a soft cry and grazed Bai Yu's body obliquely. Dozens of layers of light curtains burst instantly like soap bubbles.
With a flick of his wrist, Pan Jia struck out with a backhand sword and continued to stab Bai Yu's heart.
"Smelly bitch!" Countless beads of sweat oozed from Bai Yu's forehead, and his five eyes widened. He pushed his hands forward, and transparent eyes the size of a fist, as if they were carved from rubies, flew out from his palms. .
The vertical red eyes opened and closed, and a huge three-foot-thick light shield erupted from the eyes with a muffled "buzzing" sound, firmly blocking the dragon horn sword.
"Death!" Pan Jia let out a sharp scream, and a flash of light flashed on the Dragon Horn Sword. The light shield formed by the protective treasure released by Bai Yu was like a phantom of nothingness. It was penetrated by the Dragon Horn Sword and turned red. His lustful eyes were easily split into two pieces.
The Dragon Horn Sword continued to pierce Bai Yu's heart. Bai Yu's eyes widened in shock. A small jade talisman hanging on his wrist suddenly shattered. His figure suddenly became hazy. The next moment, he had brought him with him. A Jia Clan guard exchanged positions.
The Jia Clan guard, who was two feet tall, exhaled loudly, picked up a long-handled heavy ax with both hands, and struck Pan Jia hard with the ax on the head.
Pan Jian glanced at Bai Yu who had escaped with the help of secret techniques, and swung his sword casually.
Just like cutting tofu with a sharp knife, without making any sound, the heavy ax in the hand of the Jia Clan guard was cut into two pieces with countless runes flashing. The Dragon Horn Sword lightly passed over his chest. The body of the Jia Clan guard froze, and he looked down at his chest with disbelief on his face.
A very thin crack opened in the half-foot-thick heavy armor, and large amounts of blood spurted out from the crack, turning into a thin blood mist and spreading all over the room. The body of the Jia Clan guard suddenly collapsed, his body was broken into two pieces, and the internal organs in his chest spilled all over the floor.
The moment Pan Jia struck Bai Yu with three swords, the other dragon horn sword in her hand had already struck the Nether Cult Leader's wrist.
The Netherworld Cult Master raised his brows and laughed strangely. His palm holding the Netherworld Blood Seed suddenly turned into a faint blood mist and scattered, and the Nether Blood Seed also disappeared in the blood mist. The Dragon Horn Sword cut through the blood mist without touching anything. The blade of the sword struck the ground heavily. Thousands of weights of rune restrictions were split open by the Dragon Horn Sword. The whole living room was violently shaken. Trembling.
A layer of runic restrictions on the wall flickered violently, and the restrictions continued to shatter amidst the dull sound of registration. Pan Jia's sword almost destroyed all the defenses in the entire living room.
"Leave the Star Controlling Treasure Wheel to me for safekeeping for the time being!" Ji Hao finally reacted. He grabbed the Star Controlling Treasure Wheel with his left hand. With a flick of his five fingers, the Star Controlling Treasure Wheel was initially refined by him and turned into a bright beam. The starlight blended into the center of his eyebrows.
"Girl, if you don't stop, do you want to make enemies of everyone here?" Ji Hao looked at Pan Jia and shouted sternly: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have a few Dragon Palace treasures!"
"I'm just doing whatever I want, what can you do to me?" Panma smiled, waving the Dragon Horn Sword easily with both hands, and kept making a dull sound of breaking the wind: "In the secret vault of the Dragon Palace, all those who can reshape the body are The treasures of heaven and earth have been used by those dragon clan immortals for who knows what. It took a lot of effort to bring these treasures out of the Dragon Palace with great difficulty."
Pan Jia stared at Ji Hao with extremely sinister eyes, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Speaking of which, the Dragon Clan really deserves to die. The relics of their ancestors are enshrined in the ancestral temple with no one to guard them, and they are of no use..."
Ji Hao understood what Pan Jia said.
She actually sneaked into the Dragon Palace and stole these treasures from the Dragon Palace. With Ao Li, a domestic thief, as a guide, it is not too difficult to steal a few treasures from the Dragon Palace.
Pan Ya went to the Dragon Palace originally to find a genius treasure that could reshape the body. With the Dragon Clan's family background, there must be a lot of similar genius treasures in stock. But I don't know what went wrong. All the similar genius treasures collected by the Dragon Clan have disappeared.
Forced to have no choice but to steal a few treasures from the Dragon Palace, Panma wanted to come to Kuimen in exchange for spiritual objects that could reshape the body.
Ji Hao interrupted Pan Jia's words and sneered: "Useless things? Hey, if those treasures that can reshape the body are useless, why are you so eager to get Netherworld Blood Seed?"
Bai Yu on the side looked at the Jia Clan guard who was killed with a sword in horror, and shouted hysterically: "This stinky bitch wants to hack all of us! Let's join forces to kill her! Everyone wants Netherworld Blood Seed." Yes, after killing her, everything can be discussed!"
All the demons and ghosts around him were all moved. Originally, they were just looking at Panya warily, wary that Panya would suddenly kill them.
After hearing Bai Yu's words, all these demons and ghosts were moved - yes, if we join forces to kill Pan Ya, not only will there be one less opponent competing for the Netherworld Blood Seed, but we may also get some of the Dragon Palace's treasures by accident!
The demons, ghosts, and ghosts who were originally just passively defending themselves all pulled out their weapons, sacrificed their own demon weapons for protection, and looked at Pan Jia eagerly. They dare not touch the Dragon Palace's important treasure, the Dragon Horn Sword, but the other important treasures are the most useful treasures for monsters like them who are born in the water tribe.
Especially the Galaxy Soul-Breaking Fan, which has its own cultivation method, has infinite magical powers, and can also refine blood. What a great treasure is this
Not to mention that the Kuanglan Orb can form a large array of its own to trap and kill enemies. This is an extremely important weapon that can be used as a treasure to suppress the clan.
If you can find one of these treasures, you won't lose money this time.
"Kill her!" Ichigo Xiangliu muttered in a low voice.
"Swallow her." A Kun Peng looked at Pan Jia with an unkind look.
"No rush, no rush, wait until we get the Netherworld Blood Seed, give her a small piece to recast her body, and wait until we have a good time playing with her, then kill her!" Snakes have the most lustful nature, and several Blackwater Black Snakes can't help but Looking at Panma with good intentions, he laughed as obscenely as he could.
Pan Jia looked at everyone present with contempt, and she murmured in a low voice: "The natives who don't know whether they are alive or dead... I am so happy that I can invade this woman's Yuanling. Is it possible that I can't deal with you?"
She chuckled a few times, and Pan Jia suddenly twisted her body slightly, and extremely subtle breezes flowed out of her body. A very light and elegant fragrance mixed with the breeze and spread slowly. Everyone just felt that their bodies were soft, numb, and weak.
After a few "danglanglang" sounds, except for Ji Hao and the leader of the Netherworld, and except for the entourage brought by Panma, everyone else fell to the ground unable to move.
The corners of Ji Hao's mouth twitched wildly - Da Xiaoyao? An extraterrestrial demon saint of the same level as Da Zi Zai
(End of chapter)