The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

"Dare to leave such ugly scars on my flawless skin, and dare to hurt my face... Haha, you were very arrogant just now! Now, Feng Shui is turning!"

The faces of An Ye Ba and An Ye Twelve were full of shock.

They raised their heads and looked around, their faces solemnly said: "What is the sound of the piano?"

Of course Xue Ji and Demon Blade had already thought that this was the princess's palace.

In addition to the princess, what other musician's piano sound can have such a heavenly effect.

Can live dead, flesh and bones.

Can control life and death, control the overall situation of the battlefield.

Xue Ji thought of the scene where the Demon Sabre was gradually losing her life in her arms, and she couldn't help being full of respect and gratitude for Mu Yan.

At the same time extremely worried.

Her Royal Highness Jinzhiyuye, how could such a bloody and dirty battlefield come?

So to make a quick fight, you must make a quick fight!

Xue Ji sneered and said: "This is your urging curse! Burning the sky, the dog ratio, accept your fate, you have missed the best time to kill us, now the roles of the prey and the hunter are swapped, you clean my neck, etc. Die!"

As soon as the voice fell, the magic knife Zhuoyue suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and flew towards Dark Night Twelve without his hands.

At the same time, the figure of the Demon Saber disappeared in place, his movements were clean and tidy, and he rushed towards Dark Night Eight without a trace of muddle.

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At the same time, other locations on the battlefield.

The demons who had been exhausted and exhausted their devil energy also heard the sound of the piano that penetrated the entire battlefield.

The nature of the demons is proud, tyrannical, and self-respecting.

Above Qianyuan, demon energy is scarce, and where spiritual energy and immortal energy are permeated, they may still converge a bit.

But below Qianyuan is the dominance of the demons.

They never stingy on ridiculing and insulting human spirituality who has strayed into the abyss.

Even those demon fallen who chose their same camp are looked down upon by them.

In the eyes of the Mozu, Qianyuan is their territory.

Moyunling is their playground.

Nether Territory attacked other sects like a broken bamboo, no one can stop?

But so what?

As long as they dare to get under Qianyuan, the demon army can beat their parents without knowing them!

So when the Demon Sovereign announced that he would go to war with the Nether Territory army in Demon Cloud Ridge, the whole Demon Race was greeted with excitement and tyrannical cheers.

They like to torture and kill hypocritical human races in the territory of the demons, and like to use human bones to fill their own Moyun Ridge.

However, when the war began, the demons found that everything was completely different from what they had imagined.

The Nether Territory army, who is a spiritual cultivator, is under Qianyuan, and has not been corroded by the devilish energy, and its strength is greatly reduced.

The more they fought, the more brutal they became.

He couldn't find any fear and cowardice about death on his face.

Is this the familiar spiritual practice of greed for life, fear of death, fear and devilishness?

On the contrary, the demon army felt that the battle became more and more difficult.

The devil qi in the body was quickly consumed.

And the black mist filled with rich devilish energy that permeated the whole body, not only did not bring deterrence and trouble to the enemy.

On the contrary, it makes them more and more irritable, more and more fearful, and more and more... desperate.

He kept falling down at his feet.

They were chopped off their hands and feet, cut off their bodies, and half of their heads were cut off.

Although the magic core has not been destroyed and will not die immediately, it has completely lost its combat effectiveness.

Blood splashed on his face.