"Wow..."

Xiao Hong fell to the ground and yelled, her expression a little bit painful, she just hit the money Elder, and received a strong rebound, her body's breath was chaotic.

The three Demon Cultivator saw Qian Elder being severely injured, and the shots became even more frantic, and Yang Xiaoyun gradually couldn't stand it.

"You deserve to be the chosen one, but I don't think you can hold on anymore, right?"

A demon cultivator sneered. He could see that Yang Xiaoyun was already a powerful crossbow. Just now she used Blood Essence to spur the Xuan Lei Zhenqi. After a great battle, she has consumed a lot of vitality, and she will lose sooner or later. matter.

"Junior sister, withdraw!"

Jin Feng threw a smoke bomb, and the white smoke enveloped thousands of feet. Divine Sense was greatly affected.

Taking this opportunity, Jin Feng and Yang Xiaoyun rushed out of the smoke range, but those Demon Cultivators who were willing to take a break, they immediately chased up. When they were about to stop Yang Xiaoyun, Mu Yijun arrived with a large number of people and the situation immediately broke out. reverse.

However, before Yang Xiaoyun could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a powerful aura came, and then the devilish energy surged, covering the sky, wherever the devilish energy passed, everything withered and no vitality.

"It's the Son of the Demon Race!"

Mu Yijun was shocked. This powerful momentum is undoubtedly the demon saint son. He is the leader of the demon army and his strength is very powerful.

"Hurry up and escort Yang Xiaoyun to retreat, I'll break it!"

Mu Yijun hurriedly shouted that at this time, he could no longer care about his personal safety. If he could not guarantee Yang Xiaoyun's safety, then his end would be worse than death.

"Huh, can you escape?"

A cold snort came, and the people were in a trance. Then, a huge net fell from the sky, trapping everyone in an instant.

"It's a spider web!"

Everyone screamed in shock, this net is very sticky, as strong as the Mahayana cultivator, and it can't break free.

At this moment, an army of demons appeared, and a strong demonic energy filled the earth. A powerful Demon Cultivator holding a battle knife stood in front of the demons with an awe-inspiring momentum.

Mu Yijun looked at the leader of the demon race with no fear, and said: "The saint son of the demon race, if you want to kill, you must smash it, you will listen to it, but if you dare to touch Yang Xiaoyun's hair, you can't bear the consequences! "

The demon sage sneered. To Mu Yijun, he completely regarded him as the wind. He looked at Yang Xiaoyun who was trapped, with a look of admiration on his face, and said, "You really deserve to be the one of heaven. It's a pity, you The Cultivation Base is still shallow. If you can grow up, you will surely soar into the sky. Starting today, you will become an important member of the Demon Race, and the Demon Race will rise because of you!"

After all, the Demon Race Saint Child sacrificed a black bead, and the black bead emitted a black light, which was extremely strange.

The black beads slowly flew towards Yang Xiaoyun under the control of the demon saint child, wanting to blend into her body.

"It's Tianyuan Demon Orb, Saint Son, dare you?"

Mu Yijun seemed to recognize the origin of the Demon Orb, and his expression changed drastically. If the Tianyuan Demon Orb was allowed to enter Yang Xiaoyun's body, then she would be demonized and become a member of the Demon Race.

Yang Xiaoyun wanted to break free from the spider web. Unfortunately, her Cultivation Base was too weak, and the Magic power in her body was imprisoned, and she couldn't break free. She could only watch the Heavenly Origin Demon Orb fall.

Whoosh--

A black shadow passed by, and instantly swallowed the Sky Source Devil Orb.

"Ah, so comfortable!"

Xiao Hong breathed a sigh of relief, showing a very comfortable look.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, especially the demon saint son, who showed extremely angry eyes and shouted: "You swallowed the Heavenly Origin Demon Orb, how dare you swallow the Heavenly Origin Demon Orb!"

The Heavenly Origin Demon Orb is a treasure of the Demon Clan and cannot be used easily. If it weren't for Yang Xiaoyun, the Demon Clan Saint Child would not bring the Demon Orb out. This is a treasure of the Demon Clan's luck.

However, the Tianyuan Devil Orb was swallowed by a small octopus, which made the Demon Race Saint Child feel unusually angry.

Xiao Hong said: "The young master will not only swallow the Heavenly Origin Devil Orb, but also your broken net."

After all, Xiao Hong opened her mouth and swallowed the spider web in one hand. The trapped cultivators also regained their freedom.

"I will kill you!"

The demon saint son was furious. He mobilized his skill, waved the sword in his hand, and slammed into Xiao Hong. He hated this octopus and penetrates the bone.

The demon saint child’s offensive is so fierce that even the Mahayana peak cultivator can’t resist it. If Xiaohong is at its peak, it’s no problem to swallow the demon saint child, but at this moment its power is greatly damaged and it is impossible to be a demon at all. Opponent of the Son.

Just when Xiao Hong was about to be cut, the space suddenly stopped, as if time was still, everything around him was frozen.

Yang Xiaoyun looked at all this with shocked eyes. Everyone in the audience, only she could move, including the demon son, including the magical octopus, the sword, and the cultivators, all were still. Moving, this scene is really weird.

A young man in black appeared in her sight, with a slight smile on his face, so warm and kind.

At that moment, Yang Xiaoyun had an urge to cry, and the face she missed day and night unexpectedly appeared at this moment!

"Big Brother!"

Yang Xiaoyun yelled and rushed into the arms of the black-clothed youth, turbulent thoughts, along with tears falling, this embrace is the safest world, it is so quiet and peaceful, no matter what wind and rain, what war, all stay away.

"Spirit Storm!"

Yang Fan urged the powerful Mental Energy, the demon army was hit by an unprecedented spirit. The demon son was hit hard in an instant, and the demon army was wiped out in an instant. Where Mental Energy passed, the magic smoke disappeared and turned into nothingness.

"Let's go!"

Yang Fan left the battlefield with Yang Xiaoyun, and even Xiaohong disappeared.

"In the end what happened?"

The normal cultivator was restored, and all of them showed shocked eyes. The demon army suddenly disappeared, and even Yang Xiaoyun and the octopus were gone. The demon son who was very powerful just now, is lying down at this moment. Land, dying.

"It's him, it's him..."

The Demon Race Saint Child kept reading two words, his eyes were dull, he never expected that in less than three years, that person's strength turned out to be so powerful, completely destroying the faith in the Saint Child's heart.

"who is it?"

Mu Yijun asked, he could see that the Demon Race Saint Child had no threat. At this moment, he was just lingering.

The Demon Race Saint Child did not answer, but showed a sorrowful smile, as if he had remembered something, gathered his last strength and sent a message.

Subsequently, the demon saint son lost his breath of life, his body turned into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared into nothing.

A generation of demonic heroes fell in this way, and disappeared between the heavens and the earth, and ceased to exist.

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